Southern Fairyland.

Eastern region.

The area of ​​Qinghong Immortal Sect.

"Fuck! Why didn't he say he fell from the sky!"

Qin Lang held the Haoyue and fell straight down from the sky.

If he just fell, it wouldn't be a big deal, after all, he still has the Air Dance Technique to fly.

But the problem was that this golden light, for some reason, made it impossible for both him and Haoyue to mobilize the power in their bodies.

He could only keep his legs straight and fall straight down from the air.

"Uncle Master, it's almost here!"

Haoyue hugged Qin Lang tightly, glanced at the ground below, and shouted in panic.

Qin Lang looked down, hugged Haoyue tighter, and said, "Hold me tight! We are about to land!"

Just as he finished speaking and Haoyue just hugged him tighter, Qin Lang's feet pierced the ground like sharp blades.

"Bang!"

In a moment, Qin Lang turned into a human form and dug the ground, digging a huge deep pit.

Not knowing how deep the hole was, when Qin Lang looked up, he felt that the sky above his head was so small, and he was like a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Haoyue, are you okay?"

Qin Lang looked at Haoyue in his arms nervously, fearing that Haoyue might be hurt by the sudden fall just now.

"fine."

Haoyue shook her head and came out of Qin Lang's arms.

Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's good that everything is fine. Let's go up."

As he spoke, he took Haoyue's hand and prepared to fly out of the deep pit.

He had just tried to mobilize the energy in his body, which he didn't know whether it was spiritual power or immortal power, and he could still use it.

"Wait." Haoyue called to Qin Lang, "Uncle Master, I feel like I'm about to break through. You go up first. I'll go up after I break through to the Human Immortal Realm down here."

Upon hearing this, Qin Lang was happy for Haoyue from the bottom of his heart.

"good!"

With a light reply, he used the Air Dance Technique to fly to the ground.

After this flight, he roughly discovered that he might have dug a hole a thousand meters deep in the ground.

However, what made him feel even more emotional was the uniqueness of this fairyland.

He smashed a thousand-meter-deep pit, but not only were his legs intact, he didn't even feel numb.

"Great, it seems that this fairyland is not bad. After Haoyue is promoted to the human fairyland, it may be easier for the two of us to find the fairyland lock gate."

Qin Lang muttered to himself.

But soon, he frowned.

Suddenly, there were many black spots in his field of vision.

These black spots rapidly enlarged in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye they became much closer, and he could already see clearly that they were a human figure.

One more breath.

Dark shadows had appeared in front of him, and there were more than a dozen of them.

Each of these people carried a long sword on their back and looked at Qin Lang with a cold expression.

Qin Lang's heart sank.

I just arrived in the fairyland and someone comes to cause trouble?

No! Haoyue is still breaking through, so he can't escape.

As for fighting...these must be immortal-level cultivators. Unless you use the possession card, you will be no match for them.

There are only five possession cards left, and each one is extremely rare, so don't use them if you can.

All he could do now was to talk big to delay time, wait for Haoyue to be promoted to the human fairyland, and then escape as quickly as possible.

Having made up his mind, Qin Lang focused his eyes on the immortal in the front.

She was about thirty years old, with her hair piled high and tied up with a jade hairpin.

His facial features are neat, but not that handsome. He is far from Qin Lang, who is 90% handsome in the eyes of readers.

He was wearing a black robe with a white jade unicorn embroidered on it. The black and white colors made it look very powerful.

The monk following behind him was also wearing a black robe, but there was no Qilin embroidered on his clothes.

"Get out of the way."

The man with a Qilin embroidered on his clothes shouted in a deep voice.

Qin Lang frowned.

Haoyue broke through the pit right behind him, how could he possibly get out of the way?

If I move aside, what if I disturb Haoyue?

"My Taoist partner is practicing in the pit at the back, please give him some convenience."

Qin Lang smiled and bowed to the man.

He had a good attitude and didn't want to conflict with the people in front of him.

"Humph! This is the territory of my Qinghong Immortal Sect. I am Wen Chengzi, an elder of the Qinghong Immortal Sect. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

The man who called himself Wen Chengzi had a murderous look on his face and a long sword in his hand.

Qin Lang frowned.

"Sir, can you please be reasonable? I told you that my Taoist partner is practicing down there, why are you forcing me to leave?"

He asked somewhat annoyed.

If he was really driven mad, he would just use the Possession Card and kill him!

"This is the territory of Qinghong Immortal Sect. No matter which sect you are from, everything belongs to Qinghong Immortal Sect. If you don't get out of the way, you will die!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, the monks from the Qinghong Immortal Sect behind Wen Chengzi drew their swords one after another.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Qin Lang.

If Qin Lang left again, they would draw their swords and take off Qin Lang's head!

Qin Lang's face turned cold.

He found these people to be really unreasonable.

The possession card had silently appeared at Qin Lang's fingertips.

Just as he was about to use the Possession Card, Haoyue flew out of the pit, saying excitedly:

"Uncle Master, I have made a breakthrough. Let's go find the Immortal Locking Sect..."

Before he could finish his words, Haoyue discovered Wen Chengzi and others confronting Qin Lang.

She quickly landed beside Qin Lang and glanced at Wen Chengzi and others with cold eyes.

"Are you from the Immortal Locking Sect?"

Wen Chengzi's mouth curled up with a look of disdain.

"I never thought that there are still people alive from the Suoxian Sect. I thought you were from other Immortal King Sects, but now it seems that you are just trash from the Suoxian Sect! Kill them!"

At his command, the disciples behind Wen Chengzi all swung their swords.

Countless sword energies flew towards Qin Lang and Haoyue.

"Uncle Master, be careful!"

Haoyue stretched out his hand, and the Hanyue Sword appeared in his hand.

The sword light flashed.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The sword energy emitted by Haoyue collided with the sword energy of the disciples of Qinghong Immortal Sect.

In just a moment, Haoyue's sword energy was obliterated.

The sword energy attacked Qin Lang again.

Qin Lang's eyes focused, and the possession card in his hand flew out.

Now that things have come to this, the possession card must be used.

Just now, Wen Chengzi seemed to know something about the Locking Immortal Sect.

That’s great, I can ask Wen Chengzi!

"Haoyue, step back."

Qin Lang pulled Haoyue behind him and took a step forward.

The sword energy of the Qinghong Immortal Sect's disciples all hit Qin Lang, but had no effect at all.

"boom!"

There was a roar coming from Qin Lang's body.

Two heads emerged from his neck, and four arms emerged from his arms.

One of the arms holds a gun, one holds a ring, and one holds a silk scarf!

At this moment, Qin Lang actually had three heads and six arms!

At the same time, a flaming wheel transformed from spiritual power appeared under Qin Lang's feet.

Nezha the Third Prince, possessed!

A powerful pressure swept over the disciples of Qinghong Immortal Sect.

They lay prostrate on the ground, unable to move, nearly suffocating.

Wen Chengzi held the long sword, his eyes showing astonishment, and muttered:

“Magic power!”