Chapter 521 I Am Super Strong

"Hahaha!"

The little girl rolled on the ground with laughter and slapped the ground with her hands, "I am dying of laughter, it's so funny."

Qin Lang narrowed his eyes and signaled the others not to act rashly.

This God of Heaven is quite strange, very much like a mechanical god. Facing such a mechanical god, it is futile to fight with physical methods. As long as the core of the opponent's mechanism is found, it can be easily defeated.

"Old man, what are you looking at? Are you dissatisfied?" The God of Heaven looked at Old Man Cao, who was stunned and waved his hands quickly, "I didn't do anything, and I didn't look at you."

"Then I don't care. I said you looked, so you looked. Am I very beautiful? Your eyes fell to the ground, right?" The God of Heaven showed an evil smile, and then Old Man Cao covered his eyes and screamed, "My eyes...ah!"

"Verbal attack, words come true? Then, if I just don't listen, can I defeat Him?"

Qin Lang suddenly remembered the fallen leader of the God of God who encountered not long ago. The technique he used [Words of Creation] was similar to that of the God of Heaven. Words come true, making people unstoppable and very terrifying.

When the thought flashed, Qin Lang's ears erected countless ear bones to completely block the sound.

The whole world instantly became quiet. He put his fingers together to form a sword and pointed from a distance. The bridge of God flew out of his chest with a strong smell of sulfur and attacked the God of Heaven.

The God of Man Tian opened his mouth and said something, but it was useless. He showed a panic expression and tried to use his arms to resist the bridge of God. As you can imagine, he was crushed into a ball of blood mist on the spot.

"It's a strange mechanism..."

Qin Lang murmured.

After the death of the God of Man Tian, ​​everyone's condition returned to normal, including the Blood Hand Gang members who had lost their eyesight before.

At this time, the sky gradually brightened.

After a night without danger, after a short rest, everyone continued to move forward.

In the following journey, this team of more than 100 people never encountered any threatening attacks again. Qin Lang found the [Melt Altar] and [Ring Tower] very smoothly. After raising the [Spell Barrier] to the fifth ring, he returned to the surface world and waited for the [Great Food Fair] to be held.

More than a month later, the Great Food Fair was held in Brilliant City.

Qin Lang took all the elite to participate in this battle with the three ancient gods.

But in the end, the ancestor god broke the spell barrier, resulting in a great defeat.

Old Man Void, Teacher Shu, Wan Ziyi, and Jin Beibei were all killed in the battle, and the Blood Lord and the Witch were seriously injured and fell into a coma.

The unknown ancestor god did not want to let Qin Lang go, and chased him all the way to Fengrao City.

The city he had run for several years was burned down.

Everyone was dead.

"It's gone... all gone..."

In the end, Qin Lang stood alone in the ruined city with empty eyes.

At his feet was the dying mocking bird.

"You... can you do it... little dog..." The mocking bird made a final mockery, and its head tilted, vomited blood and died.

"No, no, it shouldn't be like this."

Qin Lang slapped his face hard.

Recalling what happened in the past two months, it seemed like a dream.

Time passed too quickly, why did it come to the Great Food Festival in a blink of an eye?

The weirdest thing was that he couldn't remember any details of what happened in the past two months.

What went wrong?

"The logic doesn't make sense."

Qin Lang muttered to himself as he looked at the giant ancestor god that was slowly descending from the void, like a burning octopus.

"Even if we really lost, we couldn't lose so badly! So many ancient gods joined forces, can't they deal with a clone of the ancestor god? Let alone others, how powerful is the old man in the void!"

As if finding a thread in the darkness, Qin Lang's eyes gradually brightened, and the despair was dissipating.

"Could it be..."

Qin Lang thought of a possibility, which was also the only possibility.

All this did not really happen, and he had been living in a scam.

The God of Concealment was not dead at all!

"This is the only explanation!"

At this time, the burning ancestor god was getting closer and closer to him.

Qin Lang narrowed his eyes, suddenly condensed a bone sword, and rushed forward, "All this is a lie you made up! You have been lying to me! I know how to crack your lies!"

"I am invincible! I am invincible! Killing the ancestor god is like killing a chicken!"

When Qin Lang looked up to the sky and roared, the aura on his body was also rising steadily, and he actually surpassed the terrifying ancestor god directly.

"No, how could it be, you, you can see through my [Triple Lie]?" The burning ancestor god exclaimed.

"I am fucking super invincible!"

The bone sword was swung!

The burning ancestor god turned into a black smoke with a scream, and in the black smoke, a black card with a strong aura appeared.

The surrounding scenery was constantly changing.

Familiar faces flashed back in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

When the surrounding environment was completely stable, Qin Lang found himself back near the camp of the God Realm.

There were traces of a war here, the forest was destroyed, and the land was scorched.

A group of people in the distance were watching him.

The little genius trembled slightly, and Qin Lang slowly raised his right arm, and a thumbs-up pattern appeared on it.

This was the little genius's praise for him.

"Qin Lang...how are you?" The witch was very worried.

"What happened to me just now?"

Qin Lang calmed down and asked.

"Just now, you suddenly rushed over, mumbling something in your mouth, and then started to hack and kill randomly. We didn't dare to stop you, so we could only watch from the side..."

The witch saw that Qin Lang could communicate normally, so she told the story.

In the eyes of everyone, it was not that complicated. It could be explained in one sentence. Qin Lang was controlled by the God of Concealment and became crazy. He babbled and killed the air. The damage to this large forest was all caused by Qin Lang.

"It turned out that only half an hour had passed..."

Qin Lang's tight strings loosened, and he felt exhausted all over, and sat down on the ground.

"I'm fine, the God of Concealment has been killed by me."

Qin Lang clamped the card named [Secret Art of Concealment], and without thinking, he tore it open to study.

Then he returned to the camp, picked up a bowl of porridge, stared at it for a while, and murmured: "This is not porridge, this is not porridge, this is preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

As soon as the voice fell, the porridge in the bowl suddenly turned into fragrant preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Qin Lang took a sip and the taste was exactly the same as in his memory, fragrant and glutinous.

Qin Lang picked up the pickled vegetables next to him and murmured: "This is not pickled mustard, this is not pickled mustard, this is roasted pig's trotter."

The pickled mustard instantly turned into a roasted pig's trotter with oil flowing out. After taking a bite, it was extremely delicious.

Everyone around was stunned.

The witch worriedly said: "Qin Lang, are you really okay? Otherwise, let's go back and see a doctor quickly?"

"His mental state is indeed worrying." Old man Cao lowered his voice.