My cultivation script went astray

Under the dark clouds, there are people carrying blood flags and stepping on black broad swords. The dark clouds are all dead souls, coming with them.

His blood flag was darker than Chen Lang's, but it had a few holes and looked tattered.

"grown ups."

The three thugs knelt on the ground and saluted Lord Xueban.

They didn't need to say anything, Master Xueban knew it. His eyes were locked on Chen Lang, "Were you the one who killed me just now?"

"Working is too tedious. People like this are holding back the Pingtian Sect. I'm here to help you identify your strengths and eliminate your weaknesses." Chen Lang said.

The man with the blood banner glanced at Chen Lang's blood banner and said with a slight smile:

"Kill him as he pleases. They are all appointed temporarily and there is no need to explain to me.

By the way, which route are you from? "

"Southern Sect."

"Well, it turns out they are people under the Southern Cult Leader." The man with the blood banner also introduced himself:

"I used to be the right helmsman of the Western Sect, but now I am no longer on staff. This time I am here to serve the Great Festival."

Western sect? Chen Lang thought for a while, and he could tell that the cultivation of this Western helmsman was in the late stage of foundation building. Although it was not stable, it was almost the same as the Western leader. He had been dealing with the old Biden for so long, but he had never seen this person before.

"I know the Western leader, but Your Excellency is a little unfamiliar. By the way, he didn't come?"

"Then I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for him."

Hearing this name, the Western Helmsman shook his head lightly, "Something happened to him recently. He went out to perform a mission and was caught by the Qingmu Sect. I heard that he killed hundreds of trial disciples of the Qingmu Sect and will be paraded through the streets and then sentenced to death. , to thank the world.”

"Oh, my condolences." Chen Lang was stunned for a moment. After not seeing him for a few days, it was really gratifying that Lao Deng was gone.

"What's the point of mourning? You deserve to die. If you rely on connections to get to the top, you won't know who you are anymore." Western helmsman commented indifferently.

Chen Lang asked again: "What is the situation of the big ceremony? Where is the ceremony?"

He had heard before that the grand ceremony was to elect a new leader. Judging from this person's attitude and cultivation, he might still be one of the candidates.

"Confidential." The Western helmsman refused to answer.

Chen Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm here to do something, don't I even have the qualifications to know this?"

The Western Helmsman shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that the Tianjian Sect pressed too hard and sent many masters and undercover agents. I am also on the list of being hunted, so I must be cautious enough."

Then, he pointed in a direction, "Did you see the bell tower over there? There are living sacrifices I placed there for future sacrifices, but recently there have been frequent harassments, trying to rescue them."

Your cultivation level is still shallow, so guard it for me for a while. When I clean up the city, I will take you to the big festival. "

"Assign me a task? Is there any reward?" Chen Lang asked.

The helmsman of the West took out a compass and said, "After the big ceremony, the Lotus Master will distribute the rewards according to merit, and you will be indispensable."

"Then there is none?" Chen Lang sneered. You don't even have any reward. What qualifications do you have to arrange tasks for me? With a face of approval?

"Whether you like it or not."

The Western helmsman said calmly, "Here are all banner raisers. Experts from all parties will gather together. After the great festival, a new sect will be formed. At that time, positions will be distributed according to merit. You will not be missing."

He didn't like Chen Lang at all, and even dared to kill his people. Considering that he was a Blood Banner Soul Master, it was good that he didn't fall out with him.

Besides, there are only a few positions in a sect, so why do we need so many people? Find yourself a competitor?

Having said that, the Western helmsman ignored Chen Lang, looked at the compass, and asked the three people:

"The person is nearby, have you found him?"

"That's him." The three people pointed at Chen Lang and whispered.

"not him."

When the Western helmsman entered the yard, the old man was still in the yard, busying for some reason.

"Did you see a young man appear?"

"Ah? See you."

The old man pointed outside, "I just went out carrying a flag."

"Don't play tricks on me."

The Western Helmsman said, "That is my colleague. If you are not deaf, you should have heard what we just said. I ask you if there was a young man who escaped here before he came. He should be injured."

"I didn't see that." The old man shook his head.

The Western Helmsman nodded, "Okay, then you can go and die."

He raised his hand and shot out a blast of true energy, like thunder that struck the world, heading straight towards the old man.

But at this moment, a hole was suddenly opened in the corridor window paper, and a stone flew out, cutting off the ray of true energy and exploding in the air.

"I know it's hidden here."

The Western Helmsman looked at the vermilion tiled building, "Come out, you are also a master of the Tianjian Sect. If you don't just fight me openly, why are you still playing hide and seek? This is not like the style of the Tianjian Sect."

Hearing this, Chen Lang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked over.

The window in the corridor opened, and a young man in white jumped out. His shoulder was bloody and wounded, and it had just been bandaged.

"Come on, they have another helper, you can't beat it." The uncle was very anxious.

He didn't know this person personally. He only heard that he was sent by the Tianjian Sect to encircle and suppress the Pingtian Cult alchemists, so he helped to cover him.

"Uncle, go away and don't come back."

The young man in white waved his hand, and an activated escape talisman flew towards the old man and teleported him away.

When the Western helmsman saw him, he did not stop him. His eyes were fixed on the young man in white, "You always want to save others, let me see how you save yourself today."

"Why save yourself? I'll just kill you."

The young man in white drew his sword, its light shining brightly.

The Western helmsman waved his flag, and the dead souls surged out, flying all over the sky. In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

A large number of dead souls were attracted by the aura of the young man in white, and rushed to bite him. Some also rushed towards Chen Lang and the remaining three minions.

The three minions saw it, screamed loudly, and rushed towards the room, trying to close the doors and windows, but the doors and windows were quickly torn apart. The dead souls bit them into a bloody mess, and finally their bodies turned black, their skin and flesh shrunken, and they died violently in the room.

Chen Lang just waved the flag lightly, and the dead souls retreated.

They were originally unintelligent creatures, retaining the most primitive barbaric aggressiveness. Wherever they passed, they did not recognize enemies or animals.

"Kill."

The Western helmsman rebuked lightly, constructed a formation, and the dead souls swept, turning into a storm, rolling up the young man in white and strangling him in the center.

The young man in white stood in the air, surrounded by sword light, divided into more than a dozen swords to protect his body, and he was invulnerable to all kinds of attacks.

The dead souls rushed forward, and there was a dense clanging sound.

Then, suddenly, countless sharp voices rang out, and swords transformed from true essence fell from the sky, accurately stabbing the dead souls into the ground and turning them into a wisp of smoke.

With just one move, at least hundreds of dead souls disappeared.

However, the young man in white also paid a price for using such means. Some dead souls took the opportunity to break through and injured him.

"You and I are both in the late stage of foundation building, but I have a banner. What do you have? Can you rely on your cultivation to hold on?"

The Western helmsman threw out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, locked the opponent, and also went up, using his magical powers to attack.

But the young man's target was not the Western helmsman. He suddenly held the sword, put his hands together, and then charged a force to chop.

The sword light was like a galaxy.

In an instant, the large formation formed by thousands of dead souls was split apart, and the sword light broke through the defense and slashed on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"My banner!"

The Western helmsman roared, and quickly retreated and took back the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. At this moment, in addition to the hole, there was another three-foot-long sword mark on it, which was torn.

"Tongtian Sword Technique, the secret technique of the Heavenly Sword Sect? You really know it." The Western helmsman said.

"I know a little bit." The young man in white said.

The secret technique of the Heavenly Sword Sect? Chen Lang took a look at the banner of the Western helmsman, and the color obviously turned a lot whiter. This move killed at least a thousand souls of him, which was comparable to the attack he suffered from the Golden Core Realm in the Qingmu Sect.

Fortunately, this matter had nothing to do with him, and Chen Lang was not going to take action. This person had something, and even if he sacrificed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he would have to pay a lot of price.

"Do you want to destroy my banner?" The Western helmsman saw the other party's intention.

"Why, are you afraid?"

The young man in white had a messy breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His purpose was very clear. The key to defeating the Pingtian Sect was the banner. Without this thing, they would have no claws.

"Hahaha, what am I afraid of?"

The Western helmsman's eyes flickered, but it was really not a solution to continue to consume like this. They had been fighting for too long.

He suddenly looked at Chen Lang, "Boy, you are in charge of the blood flag, so I think you know some tricks to use it. Give me a hand, and then you will get the credit."

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