My cultivation script went astray

The green light was not conspicuous, but when it appeared, the evil spirit overflowing from the blood flag was cut, drawing a straight line. A Jindan master used a secret method to summon a strange phantom, but it was still vulnerable and pierced.

The green light highlighted its existence in a way that destroyed everything.

The first Jindan victim felt empty in his heart before he even figured out what happened. He lowered his head and reached out to touch his heart, and it was indeed empty.

The second Jindan victim was then locked by another green light. He didn't even know who Chen Lang was, and he hadn't said a word before. He just heard that the contact person in Chaihu changed his mind and wanted to kill them, so he stood by to see what was going on.

Seeing Chen Lang rushing up alone, and only at the foundation-building level, he just sneered, and then Chen Lang came to kill him.

He felt a great crisis, and used all kinds of magical skills, even creating clones. It was extremely difficult to distinguish his clones from his real body. With this strange and unpredictable skill, he was able to thrive in Pingtian Sect. Until now, Pingtian Sect has not discovered that he is ready to run away, because his clones are still working there.

But there was no surprise, he died. He created seven clones, but the green light was also divided into seven beams, but his resistance was not useless. At least he died more cool.

The third and fourth.

Wuzhongmen and Vajra Hall were extremely silent.

"Is this... a Yin spirit?"

The first one to speak was not the female cultivator of Wuzhongmen, nor Zhou Yuanxing, Li Rui, etc. of Tianjian Sect, but the weakest cultivator of Qingmu Sect.

Although he had the worst cultivation in this operation and ranked last, and he didn't even dare to say a word in front of Chen Lang before, he was not an ordinary person to participate in this operation. He quickly recognized this thing by its style.

Tianluo, Blood Swallow.

That was a chilling name, because the means that appeared from that person's hand, killed in one move, almost without fail, especially this thing called Yin Ling, the success rate of killing was 100%, and no one has been heard of who could escape it.

There is a saying: Blood Swallow's products must be top-notch.

Then, this cultivator found that he was not the first to recognize it, because the people around him had already run away, and he was the slowest to react.

"Brother, wait for me!"

The disciples of various sects retreated far away, almost across the entire Chaihu Town, and were far away from the battle here.

"How could he have this thing?"

Li Rui frowned and looked at Lu Chen who reminded them, "Is he also in Tianluo? Does he know Blood Swallow?"

At his level, he has many channels to get information, and has a certain understanding of Tianluo. He has heard of the name of Blood Swallow from his master, Elder Shi, who is a famous Jindan cultivator.

But this kind of masters are not as easy to get along with as the elders of the sect, because most of the people of Tianluo do not belong to the sect. In terms of professionalism in killing and arson, the leaders of Pingtian Sect have to call him big brother.

"You ask me? I want to ask you." Lu Chen said.

"Daoyou, we are all fellow disciples of your Tianjian Sect. Why don't you ask him about the whereabouts of Xueyan? Our alliance is not just to encircle and suppress Pingtian Sect. If we send him a little information, it will definitely be a great achievement." The bald man in the King Kong Hall said.

"If you want to ask, go yourself." Li Rui was unmoved.

As we all know, "evil spirits" only lock on to the nearest target. Once activated, they are not even controlled by the user. God knows what the lower limit of the opponent set by Xueyan is. If you get close, you will die.

In this short time, a group of Jindan masters have been killed, leaving only two.

It's not that Chen Lang is merciful, but that the seven have been used up, and the opponent actually has nine Jindan cultivators.

"What a hearty battle." After Chen Lang released all the beads, he took out the black long sword, Fengming furnace, and Panlong staff. The rest had to be solved by himself.

"Wait a minute! I have something!"

One of them almost shouted heartbreakingly, "I have what you want! The inheritance of the wretched fire!"

This shout attracted the attention of the group of people in the distance, but they still stood in the distance and did not come forward.

"Everyone, I believe this is a misunderstanding, you help me!" The man simply ran towards the disciples of several major sects. At least, this group of people were willing to explain, unlike this ghost thing, who came up and killed.

However, he was quickly stopped. A transparent barrier blocked him outside. The female cultivator of Wuzhongmen stretched out her palm and rejected him.

"Stand outside and talk." The female cultivator said.

"I'm panicking!" The man took out a black box, "What you want is here! I'll give it to you!"

I'm panicking too! The female cultivator complained in her heart, who wouldn't be panicking when this gangster took the things of the Blood Swallow boss? But she also wanted this thing, so after a little thought, she said:

"Put the things where they are, and you can go."

Nonsense, if I want to go, do I need to beg you? The monk holding the box turned his head and looked at Chen Lang, extremely vigilant, "Don't come over! If you come one step closer, I will destroy it! No one can get it!"

"Oh."

Chen Lang flicked his finger, and a stream of light flew out.

The monk holding the box screamed, and with all his strength, he threw the black box towards the disciples of various sects, and then ran in another direction.

Another Jindan monk also slipped away in the chaos.

Chen Lang saw it, and a ground escape talisman appeared in front of the man, "You can go, he left something behind, what about yours?"

The Jindan monk looked at Chen Lang, and didn't expect that he still had the opportunity to choose. He gritted his teeth, took out all the things he had on him, and exploded the equipment on the ground.

"Go away." Chen Lang waved his hands in satisfaction. There should be nothing missing now. The remaining little Karami should not be a big problem.

Chen Lang tore off a piece of cloth from the back of a Jindan cultivator, stretched out his hand, and all kinds of rings, finger rings, and scabbards on the ground flew over. No matter what they were, these storage instruments might not have good treasures, but the good treasures must be in the storage instruments.

In a short moment, those finger rings, bracelets, etc., were actually collected in a large bag.

"Where is the box?"

After finishing these people, Chen Lang carried a bag of things and walked towards the group of people from various sects.

The female cultivator held the black box and looked at Chen Lang, "You don't think it's enough to take so many things?"

"Nonsense, I killed the people, so of course the things are mine." Chen Lang responded, and then he stretched out his hand and took out another bead, which was blocked by the dim light and could not be seen clearly.

Some people looked at the female cultivator of Wuzhongmen, and some secretly took out magic tools to guard against Chen Lang. After all, the thing in his hand was too scary.

"You don't have any more." The female cultivator took a glance and saw through Chen Lang's trick.

According to Chen Lang's character, if he still had a "yin spirit", how could he kill seven but leave the most important one? He should have killed the person holding the box directly and then took it away.

He didn't do so, which means that the killing weapon has been used up.

But Chen Lang's next sentence made her doubt her judgment.

"Nonsense, I won't guard against you?" Chen Lang sneered and said casually: "Why don't you try?"

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