My cultivation script went astray

The old soul master and the Buddha-faced King Kong all noticed that Chen Lang was recovering quickly.

"What's going on?" The old soul master wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered.

He looked like he was about to die just now, so why did he become more energetic as he fought?

"It's just a reflection of the past."

The Buddha-faced King Kong swung his fist again and blasted towards Chen Lang. His whole body bloomed with precious light, and he waved his left fist to condense the Tao Seal.

Chen Lang continued to use the Sanshengpan to resist and absorb the energy. After three consecutive rounds, the light of the Buddha Faced Vajra's left hand disappeared and both fists were disabled.

"You are indeed extraordinary. If we fight for a few more rounds, I'm afraid I will lose." Chen Lang took out a soft cloth and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but found that nothing was wiped off.

If you continue to fight, you will be full of blood.

The Buddha-faced King Kong has a sullen face, do you look like you are going to lose? He stopped fighting and retreated decisively to recuperate.

Damn it, is this a permanent light? He was almost convinced that Chen Lang had broken through and was out of danger.

"And you, while others are beating you, you are just lazing around and playing around."

Chen Lang caught up with the old soul master, spun the Three Life Disk Formation, and hit him directly on the head.

"What are you looking at? Come on! Don't you want the ransom?" The old soul master held his head and ran away, but he still received a few slaps in his haste. His eye sockets were bruised, and one of his eyeballs was almost punched out.

Chen Lang also stopped chasing and looked at the others. Now he has only convinced five or six people, and there are still several who have not been convinced.

For example, the two strongest people here are Black Bird and Eagle.

The auras of these two people are unfathomable. Lord Black Bird has the highest level of cultivation, the oldest seniority, and his pressure is almost obvious. The person with the eagle face mask is second, but Chen Lang always has a feeling that this person may be more dangerous.

Before he took out the foundation-building dematerializer and killed the officiant, there were a total of sixteen people present, but the dematerializer only detected fifteen targets.

He suspected that there was Voldemort here, and that there was someone who was not in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"Bah bang bang."

The helmsman of the West applauded and broke the silence, "I have long seen that Brother Chen Lang is extraordinary. I am afraid that the position of the new leader must belong to Brother Chen."

"Master Ying, don't you also want to seize the position of leader? Do you want to try?" He asked again.

The man in the eagle-faced mask chuckled and sat motionless next to him. "After all, we are both from the Southern Sect. We have known each other for a long time. We cannot hurt our feelings just because of our position as leader."

He chose to avoid fighting.

This surprised everyone. Ying was the number one general under the Southern Leader and had the best chance to compete for the position of the Lotus Leader, but he gave up.

Chen Lang is only in the early stages of foundation building? There may be a mid-term foundation building stage now, but as for that?

"Hmph! If you don't fight, then I won't fight either. Anyway, it won't be my turn to be the leader."

The old soul master gave up. He felt very bad. It was not that he was afraid of Chen Lang, but that Chen Lang had taken the elixir in advance, which was considered cheating and was not fun.

"Then let's not ask for ransom."

The Buddha-faced Vajra said in a muffled voice, his fists were destroyed, his body was broken, and he couldn't fight even if he wanted to.

Chen Lang sat cross-legged and mobilized the energy accumulated in the Sanshengpan to help him reverse his injuries, and the effect was obvious.

He is now feeling light and has officially entered the middle stage of foundation building.

The effect of Fu Ling Dan was so violent that most of its effect was actually lost in the battle, and only a small part was absorbed by him. But the only one to blame was the Southern Cult Leader, who made him a golden elixir monk.

If he is in the foundation-building stage, the Lu family will definitely give him foundation-building elixirs, and maybe the effect will be better.

During the break, Chen Lang suddenly felt a gaze locked on him. When he opened his eyes, he happened to face Master Black Bird.

"Do you want to take action?" Chen Lang asked.

Now, this is the only opponent left.

"It's a pity that I also wanted to accept you as a disciple and deal with the Tianjian Sect together." Lord Black Bird said.

"Have you started playing the emotional card?" Chen Lang stood up.

"That's not necessary."

Master Black Bird shook his head, and then suddenly took action.

A sharp black light instantly appeared from his palm and shot towards Chen Lang.

Buzz.

Feeling the extreme pressure, Chen Lang used the Sansheng Pan, and after a trembling sound, he resisted it.

Lord Black Bird saw the right opportunity and suddenly grabbed it from the air, and a powerful suction force appeared.

The stone table shattered into powder with a bang, the trees behind Chen Lang broke in half, and the green leaves turned into a long dragon and rushed towards him.

But what was even more serious was that the palm of Chen Lang's right hand was cracked, blood splattered, and a golden disc the size of a palm came out of his body and flew towards Master Black Bird.

"It is indeed a magic weapon." Ying said.

He had long seen that there was something wrong with the golden ring formation, it was not like the formation engraved on his palm.

"Bring it here, you can't hone your true skills by relying on magic weapons." Lord Black Bird exerted his strength, and the suction force became more intense. The sucked leaves turned into sharp blades, cutting Chen Lang's skin.

At the same time, he released the power of his soul and began to erase the soul mark left by Chen Lang to break off its control.

This boy has a lot of good things, and he doesn't want to touch the Fengming stove. After all, it belongs to the Tianxi Lu family and he can't take it away, but this treasure is disrespectful.

But at this moment, an Earth Escape Talisman flew over, stuck to the Three Life Disk, and disappeared into a ray of light.

Light appeared on Chen Lang's left hand.

Failed.

Master Black Bird stopped his hand, almost forgetting that this person also has the magical power to move objects in the air with one hand. Perhaps, this is also a magic weapon and should be owned by him.

But he couldn't understand why a disciple of the Tianjian Sect with no family background could have so many treasures on his body.

Why didn’t I have it when I was a member of the Huntian Sword Sect?

But no problem.

His chances are not as good as Chen Lang's, but Chen Lang's chance is his today.

"Do you want to challenge me? Yes, you have the qualifications." Master Black Bird stood up, and the falling leaves gathered above and behind him, casting shadows that covered the sky.

"qualifications?"

Chen Lang sneered, and with a casual move, the blood flag appeared.

In an instant, countless dead souls appeared, forming a black mass in the sky, overwhelming the fallen leaves formation.

"Why are you using the flags again?" The other soul masters took out the Ten Thousand Souls Flags and wrapped them around their bodies to prevent the dead souls from getting close.

"Do you think you're the only one good at it?"

Lord Black Bird was indifferent, and he also took out the Ten Thousand Souls Flag and released the souls of the dead with a casual move.

He did not build a formation, but directly drove the dead souls to fight against Chen Lang's army of dead souls.

This was also his way of fighting. If he had to use the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to fight against a junior, that would be a bit out of character. He was prepared to do two things at once and still use his own strength to suppress Chen Lang.

"Invalid."

As he walked towards Chen Lang, dead souls came from all directions, wanting to bite him and suppress his cultivation. He noticed all these and counterattacked them one by one.

Chen Lang controlled a lot of dead souls, so many that he was surprised that they had even reached the level of his flag control.

But controlling the flags was only one of Black Bird's many methods, and it was not enough for Chen Lang to turn the tide of the battle.

"Yeah?"

Chen Lang took out three blood flags again, his spiritual thoughts surged, and the dead souls gushed out like black springs.

Then, with flashes of electric arcs, his figure came to the back of the astonished old soul master and pulled away the Ten Thousand Soul Flags wrapped around him. The old soul master was caught off guard and spun like a top.

"Bring it to you."

Chen Lang came to the Buddha Faced King Kong again. This man was more sensible and handed over the blood banner neatly.

Chen Lang quickly cast the blood flag, and two black springs appeared again. The old soul master's expression changed, and he wanted to take back control of the blood flag, but Chen Lang glared at him and he had to give up.

"So, what now?"

Chen Lang stared at Master Black Bird. Six blood flags rolled up at the same time. Endless souls swept across the sky, and the entire mountaintop turned black.

A terrifying killing array that has never been seen before is taking shape.

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