How could a person's cultivation improve so quickly? Mo Xielong thought about it but couldn't figure it out! The journey of a monk's cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, which is already full of difficulties. But to be able to improve by thousands of miles like Qin Dong, it is not just as simple as going against the will of heaven.
The appearance of Qin Dong really excited the Red Devil Lord and the heroes of the Tiandao Alliance, but after all, the opponent had a strong lineup of an eighth-level monk and two ninth-level monks. While the heroes were excited, they did not completely relax. There is still some concern.
But when they saw Qin Dong's power unfolding, everyone looked at each other in disbelief and exhaled a sigh of relief. The trace of worry in their hearts completely disappeared. Especially Mo Xielong, his eyes were locked on Qin Dong, as if he was sucked in and could no longer move away. I sighed repeatedly in my heart, this Qin Dong is indeed a lowly monster, a super monster!
"Brother Qin, can you allow me to say a few words?" Mo Xielong felt that the pressure on himself was getting heavier and heavier, and his situation was getting more and more dangerous. If he was still like this, An Xingquan, Wu Liangpin and others were in the same situation. Not to mention.
In fact, there are already many people in the Evil Dragon Sect who cannot bear this kind of non-stop and ubiquitous pressure, and more and more people are collapsing on the ground like mud. Despite this, no one groaned. It wasn't that they were so tough, it was Qin Dong's cultivation that was too strong, and the pressure he released was so amazing that it became extremely difficult for them to even breathe, let alone Made a sound. [
If this continues, I'm afraid it won't take more than a moment or three, even if Qin Dong doesn't take action, it will be enough to turn these people into corpses. The Red Devil Venerable and others were also aware of Qin Dong's anger and understood his strong murderous intent, and couldn't help but become nervous.
The Red Devil Lord frequently winked at Xiao Mei, Li Yexue, and Long Lianping, hoping that they could persuade Qin Dong to control his anger and murderous intent. After all, these monks are extremely valuable to the human world. Precious resources, especially at this time when the human world continent is facing a huge threat from the fantasy beast tribe.
The Red Devil Lord's eyes were darting, but Xiao Mei and the three girls seemed to have not seen each other. Not only that, the three girls also looked at each other and chuckled from time to time. Although Qin Dong rarely accompanies them, they still know Qin Dong quite well. They believed that no matter how angry Qin Dong was, he would not completely lose his mind. In other words, Lord Red Devil's worries are a bit unfounded.
The three Xiao Mei girls could remain so relaxed, but Mo Xielong could not. At this time, he was extremely anxious. He took a strong breath and said bitterly while resisting Qin Dong's boundless pressure. In his words, there was a hint of begging between his eyebrows.
"What else do you have to say?" It was okay that Mo Xielong didn't speak. Once he spoke, it was like a fuse, completely igniting Qin Dong's anger. But when Qin Dong shouted loudly, he suddenly took a step forward. A fierce, domineering, and chilling power of chaos suddenly emerged from Qin Dong's chest, like a heavy hammer, and hit Mo Xielong fiercely. Smashed it wildly.
This spiritual power was so huge and domineering that when it suddenly appeared, its power overwhelmed the entire place. Even the Red Devil Venerable and others felt it, and they all took a few steps back with shocked expressions on their faces.
Mo Xielong was the first to bear the brunt, and the pressure he endured was self-evident. Mo Xielong's face suddenly changed after a slight pause, and his eyes were full of horror!