This time the output increased by 50% compared to before. Soon, Alisa's face suddenly lost weight and her face also showed a painful look.

Seeing this scene, Qin Lang couldn't bear to see this girl hurt him.

He slowly raised his palm, and with a shout, Alisa's movement of transporting blood and energy suddenly stopped.

The sudden stagnation of the "Status Curse" made Alissa very dissatisfied.

"Master, why do you need to hold me back? I can definitely subdue that guy."

Upon hearing this, Qin Lang shook his head with a wry smile.

"I would rather not use the weapon I exchanged for my partner's life. This weapon was prepared for me. Any pros and cons of it should be borne by me, the user."

"If I don't have the right to control this thing, even if I give him to me, there will be a lot of trouble later."

"You four are here to stay here, I will erase that guy's mental power."

After saying that, Qin Lang quickly closed his eyes and used the method the demon once taught him, a figure condensed from mental power quickly appeared behind Qin Lang.

The illusory figure smiled at Alisa and the others, and then quickly entered the furnace with the help of the Shura Blood Knife.

The three of them shouted out at the same time.

"Qin Lang, don't go in."

Unfortunately, their language has no substantial effect. When the sound appears, Qin Lang has already entered the furnace.

At this time, the furnace had already transformed into a sea of ​​fire.

Qin Lang, who entered it in the form of a spiritual phantom, also felt the heat coming from around him.

Nowadays, he feels like he is in a crater.

In order to resist the heat, Qin Lang used his mental power to condense a not-complete Shura blood knife in his palm.

After slashing back and forth a few times, the heat waves around were dispelled.

After that, Qin Lang entered deeper into the furnace.

And just as he took the 100th step, the sea of ​​fire around him disappeared, replaced by a land of continuous mountains and beautiful scenery.

In this place, there are all kinds of swords, guns, sticks and sticks. The huge number makes this place look like an arsenal.

Looking up slowly, Qin Lang not only saw weapons and scenery, but also the three big words "Tianxing Pavilion" were also reflected in his eyes.

Suddenly, he understood what this place was.

"Is this the guy's spiritual sea? The scenery around is really beautiful."

Before the voice had completely landed, a cold smile suddenly came from Qin Lang directly in front of him.

"Okay, OK, OK."

"I didn't expect you to have some courage to come to my spiritual world."

As the sound spread, a burst of smoke and dust quickly passed by Qin Lang. The next moment, a white-faced scholar wearing a beautiful Huafu appeared in Qin Lang's eyes.

Compared with the calm and calm appearance before, the white-faced scholar now has a very ferocious face.

This time, the two will be more intense before the fight than before.

Qin Lang looked at the scene around him four times, then said in a deep voice: "It seems that this is a trap prepared for me. You are really scheming, but it's a pity that even if I fail here, you may not be able to go out."

Hearing that the white-faced scholar made extremely cunning laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha."

"You guys are too underestimating me. The reason why I put the power of resistance on the trap is not just to kill you."

"Now that you have entered my trap, I might as well tell you."

"This is not an ordinary spiritual sea. Compared with the ordinary spiritual sea, my life and mental power can devour others' vitality and mental power."

"As the owner of the three treasures, you kid, when I kill you, your aura will be used by me. At that time, I can use the power of those outside to refine weapons by myself and create something beyond the furnace."

"Will it be difficult for me to get out of here after that?"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Lang's understanding of the white-faced scholar reached another level.

Compared to himself, this guy's mind is not only not bad, but also has a better time.

You must know that how can a person who can always think of breaking through the siege in desperate situations be a mediocre person?

From this point of view, a tough battle between Qin Lang is inevitable.

Since this has come to this point, there is no need for Qin Lang to say more.

Then, Qin Lang's palm was facing the space in front of him, and the incomplete Shura Blood Knife appeared.

Compared with the Shura Blood Sword body, this thing has a lot less abilities, and the biggest defect is blood sucking.

Without too much nonsense, Qin Lang rushed towards the white-faced scholar with a knife.

This time, the white-faced scholar is no longer as careless as before.

The palms are raised quickly, and the moves are like opening and closing.

The next moment, the dense wind blade was concentrated in front of Qin Lang, as if it was a sign of chopping it completely.

Facing the airtight attack, Qin Lang, who lacks many assistance, cannot think of a good solution. He can only use the Shura Blood Knife to resist it while looking for flaws in his moves.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong" Shura Blood Knife Snow Path had been 10 times against these sewings. During the fight, countless holes were also cut out of Qin Lang's body. Fortunately, these holes were not fatal. Qin Lang used the tips he gave him to find a way to crack this move.

His body quickly took two steps back, and Qin Lang asked the Shura Blood Knife to spin two times in front of him.

This move helped Qin Lang avoid many attacks. After that, Qin Lang's eyes were as bright as a torch, directly locking at the most dense point of the wind blade.

"Shura Blood Spike," with a "swish", the Shura Blood Sword was quickly stabbed out by Qin Lang, and the attack location happened to be the place where the wind blade was the densest.

For a moment, the powerful anti-shock force made Qin Lang retreat more than ten steps before stopping.

The dullness from his chest also made him feel difficult to breathe.

This situation seemed to have a feeling that he could not gather his mental power.

On the other side, the white-faced scholar saw Qin Lang breaking his attack and a shocked look on his face.

Compared to the battle outside, the terrain factor occupied by the white-faced scholar not only did not put Qin Lang at a complete disadvantage, but also, from the perspective of performance, this guy felt that he was getting more and more courageous.

Realizing this, the White-Faced Scholar immediately realized that the boy in front of him was a growth type. If he was given enough time, he would be able to adapt to his spiritual sea. At that time, the White-Faced Scholar's winning rate would also decrease sharply.

In any case, he could not let Qin Lang continue to drag him down.

Immediately, the white-faced scholar grabbed his jade hand forward, and something similar to a banana fan appeared.

Judging from the appearance, this thing is obviously an evolved version of the feather fan.
Chapter completed!