My cultivation script went astray

Chen Lang encountered some troubles this time.

He used the earth escape talisman and moved sideways twice, successfully leaving the city and coming to the wilderness.

But the next moment, the three figures followed him, and they also had teleportation talismans.

"Where are you running to."

Two young Jindan monks rushed over, spreading their palms, both engraved with formations, like a big net covering Chen Lang.

Chen Lang activated the earth escape talisman again. He could still deal with one Lu Ming, but it would be a pipe dream to deal with three more!

Unfortunately, the opponent had tracking means, and the speed was extremely fast. After using more than a dozen earth escape talismans in succession, Chen Lang no longer avoided.

A wave of waves came, and the foreign old man also came. He looked at Chen Lang, "It's useless. It seems that you have a lot of treasures on you. You should give them to us so that you can play their value in the rest of your life."

Finally, even Lu Ming caught up. He would never let Chen Lang go no matter what. Even if he died, he had to see the corpse.

"You like chasing, right?" Chen Lang said.

After that, he took out a bronze bell.

"It looks like another treasure." The old man laughed.

But Lu Ming, who was standing next to him, stared at the bell in Chen Lang's hand and felt that it was familiar. It was not until Chen Lang poured his true essence into the bell that he suddenly remembered and quickly retreated.

"Come on, since you want to chase me, I'll send you to death together." Chen Lang put all his swords, talismans, etc. into the storage ring. Facing an opponent of this level, those methods were ineffective.

Then, he swallowed the second Nine Revolution Pill, and the power of the curse began to take effect. His skin cracked, his bones and flesh disappeared, and turned into incense ash and floated out.

Then, he stopped running and rushed towards these Jindan cultivators.

"Very courageous, worthy of being the Dao fruit that the adults have taken a fancy to." A young man commented.

Then, his face changed, and he found that similar cracks appeared on his body. His true essence was rapidly depleted like a fire, and his cultivation was also collapsing.

"What is that?!"

"Oh no, it's a punishment from heaven!" The foreign old man let out a strange cry and ran faster than anyone else, shouting at the other two young men: "Get out of here! Stay away from him."

For a moment, the three Jindan cultivators who were talking and laughing also became nervous. The old man was still frightened and could not hide the surprise in his eyes, "A magical instrument that can attract heavenly punishment? Punish yourself? Who invented this stupid thing?"

At the same time, he reminded the two people next to him to keep a distance from Chen Lang and not to act rashly, because under the punishment from heaven, all beings are equal, even they dare not provoke.

"This is the cursed bell." Lu Ming said. The bad news is that this thing is very fierce and has a terrible reputation. A Yuanying cultivator was killed in it back then, and no news has been heard for many years.

But the good news is that I didn't expect that this evil bell was in Chen Lang's hands, and he activated it.

Then Chen Lang will definitely die this time.

"You are a genius to be favored by the immortals. How can you be so self-destructive when you die in battle?" The foreign old man said that the heavenly punishment can not only kill people, but also may have an impact on the Dao fruit after death.

However, Chen Lang rushed towards him.

The foreign old man quickly retreated, kept a distance from Chen Lang, and looked at him coldly. This is not bad, and he doesn't even have to do anything.

"You can only run away?" Chen Lang said, "It's a pity that you are still Jindan cultivators. That foreigner is quite a loser."

The foreign old man was very sober and ignored Chen Lang's provocation. He turned his head and said to others, "Don't move rashly. Keep a distance from him and collect the Dao fruit after he dies."

Lu Ming sneered. Feng Shui turns around, and you have this day.

"What are you laughing at? Are you happy to be an orphan?" Chen Lang said.

Lu Ming stopped laughing.

However, Chen Lang was facing the most serious crisis in his life at this moment. His body was constantly breaking down and repairing, but he knew very well that the curse of this broken bell would only work for half an hour at most, and he would be in trouble by then.

He couldn't fight with these people. If he did, he would be killed instantly. This time, his opponent was much better than him.

If he rushed back to Tianjian Sect now, it would be too late. It took him a day to get here, and it would be too late to go back even if he was faster.

Then he could only get rid of them during this time!

Chen Lang's hands were glowing, and he chopped at the foreign old man with an extremely sharp sword aura.

Swish!

The foreign old man was hit, his face changed, and he retreated one after another, "Good boy, it's really the fluctuation I felt that day."

"There are talents on the continent. It's hard to imagine that a foundation-building cultivator can use this level of magical powers. Your Dao fruit must be extremely delicious." The foreign old man was very happy.

Chen Lang said nothing and tried to lock on to the other two young cultivators to attack again, but they listened to advice and ran away when they were beaten, not giving Chen Lang any chance to get close.

This looked very strange to outsiders. Four Jindan-level masters were chased and beaten by a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, and they didn't dare to fight back.

However, there were no outsiders or spectators here, and everyone was here to kill him.

However, several people also found something unusual, and they looked very surprised, "Not quite right, how could this person resist for so long? This is a punishment from heaven!"

"Without this ability, would he be favored by the immortals?" Another young man answered.

"Give up, in the face of absolute strength, these little tricks of yours are useless." The foreign old man said, "I have always only caught the Golden Core-level Dao Fruit, and you let me do it myself, I should be satisfied."

Chen Lang thought carefully, and he was afraid that he would lose his life today.

Moreover, this second Nine Revolution Pill was probably useless, in this kind of battle, even the Curse Bell would hardly be useful.

Damn it, I should have died earlier, it was a bit of a loss.

Suddenly, a small boat appeared in the distance, crossing the azure sky and landing on a nearby hilltop.

Someone got off the boat.

First, a man and a woman, both very young, the man with long flowing hair, the woman with a black veil on her face.

"Foreign running dogs! You run so fast, I finally found you!" The woman shouted coldly.

This was like revealing their identities directly. The foreign old man and the two young men were fine, and they were not surprised by the arrival of the newcomers. However, Lu Ming frowned again, and he no longer had the heart to wait. He was afraid of missing another opportunity, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Kill him!"

Lu Ming rushed forward, but the sword-wielding male cultivator stepped forward and stopped him.

"You four people, facing a cultivator who is still in the foundation-building stage, tsk, do you have the nerve to do that?"

"Aren't you also in the foundation-building stage?" Lu Ming said indifferently. He saw that the other party was in the perfect foundation-building stage, although his aura was very solid.

But that didn't matter. He would kill Chen Lang today, and whoever stopped him would die.

"Heh." The sword-wielding male cultivator chuckled lightly, and said little. The sword shone brightly, and he fought with Lu Ming.

Soon, Lu Ming's face changed. Where did this master come from? Or has my cultivation level dropped to this level?

This male cultivator was ridiculously strong, and all his moves were named magical powers. He saw the body of the Wuzhong Sect, and even the sword character secret of the Tianjian Sect.

The female cultivator with a black veil on her face was also very neat and tidy. She was also in the perfect foundation building realm, but she was fighting one against two, and her moves were all top-level secret techniques, fighting with two young people from foreign lands.

"Where are you from? We have no intention of being your enemy." The two young people from foreign lands felt bad. What they feared most was delaying time. The longer it was delayed, the more people there were, which was extremely disadvantageous to them.

If this goes on, not only will the Dao fruit not be hunted smoothly, but they themselves will be in mortal danger.

"It doesn't matter."

The female cultivator sneered, rubbed her magical powers with her hands, and killed the two people, "It's enough that you are from foreign lands. If you have the guts, come and hunt my Dao fruit!"

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