My cultivation script went astray

Chen Lang stared at the image, and gradually saw a human figure appear on the body of the wretched fire, overlapping each other and performing various synchronized movements.

He saw the moves he performed, and also saw wildfires everywhere. The wretched fire used some magical power to destroy the world in an instant.

But just as he was watching the excitement, the handwriting, runes, and radio gymnastics disappeared.

He touched the wall, which was smooth and hard, and could not be moved even if he tried hard.

"Release the words." Chen Lang grabbed a Wuzhongmen disciple, "I'm in a good mood, don't force me to use you to cheer me up."

"It wasn't me."

The disciple was still calm, "This is the Hall of Heroes, you come in to be refined, it has already begun, so the words are hidden."

"What does refining me have to do with hiding the words?"

The disciple said, "Because it is to suppress and kill you, not to train you, we can't control it."

The disciple said that this is a sacred artifact of the Wuzhongmen, and the door is just a bridge connecting the Hall of Heroes, and they can't control it.

"Okay, it's time to get out." Chen Lang said.

"Can't let him go." Another disciple said.

After finally catching Chen Lang in and then letting him out, they had no way to stop him.

Chen Lang glanced at him and clenched his hand. A thick black gas gathered from all directions and covered the disciple's surface. A hissing sound rang out on his skin.

In an instant, the disciple screamed, his flesh festered, his body melted, and became part of the black mist, leaving only a skeleton.

This made the other disciple pale and looked at Qin Yue again.

"Are you going to kill me? Then let's die here together. Your master will be more sad than my master." Qin Yue said.

She had given up resistance. Chen Lang was really not someone she could deal with now.

Chen Lang had an extra earth escape talisman in his hand and used it.

A bright light appeared, but he found that he was still inside. Although he moved from one end to the other, he did not go out.

This surprised him. The earth escape talisman failed for the first time.

"This is another space." Qin Yue said, "The earth escape talisman cannot let you jump from one space to another. You can't leave."

Can't you cross dimensions? Chen Lang suddenly realized that the ancient immortal method was indeed different.

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Lang didn't kill her. After all, she was the one who led him in. She must know how to get out. Killing her would waste her life.

He sat on the ground and even put away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. "Then let's see who can't hold on first."

When the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was put away, the darkness dissipated, and the surroundings were bright again, but Chen Lang noticed that his skin began to bleed and turned into black dust, which gradually became invisible when it fell on the ground.

Qin Yue and another disciple were not much better. Their skin began to crack and blood spots appeared on their bodies.

Qin Yue acted very calmly. She sat on the ground, and a treasure light shone from her body, but it was meaningless. A pile of fragments soon fell around her, and the whole person became thinner and weaker.

The same thing happened to Chen Lang. He did not melt. This space was absorbing his strength and vitality. If this continued, he would become a dried corpse.

"It's quite boring. Don't you feel embarrassed to be standing there? Let's talk." Chen Lang said, his voice had begun to hoarse.

Qin Yue glanced at him, and now it was difficult for her to raise her eyebrows, so she naturally had no mood to speak.

"Are you Qin family really the orthodox descendants of the Weihuo?" Chen Lang asked, he was more concerned about what he had seen before.

As early as when they were in the sect, the Qin Hall Master said that they were the orthodox descendants of the ancient Weihuo clan, with a very complete inheritance, and the box in Chen Lang's hand was only a small part.

Qin Yue said nothing.

Chen Lang thought for a while, and then said, "To be honest, it would be better if you looked better. The main thing is, well, it will be even uglier now, and I can't do it."

If there was a little bit of Su Qingchan, it would not be unacceptable, after all, it would be idle anyway, but now let alone a little bit, the refining of this space began to accelerate, and he and the other two were rapidly losing weight, and their skin and flesh were shriveled.

"If you want to die faster, then move around." Another living disciple spoke with difficulty.

He hoped that Chen Lang would die quickly, so that he could still keep his life when he went out.

In addition, why didn't the family members come? He didn't want to be buried with him.

Perhaps because he was scared and worried about what Chen Lang did before his death, Qin Yue said, "No, I have a little bit of bloodline."

"Can a little bit of bloodline dominate Wuzhongmen?" Chen Lang asked again.

Qin Yue replied, "After all, others don't have any."

Chen Lang thought about it and it made sense.

A little bit of ancient immortal bloodline can make him so strong. Is this the end of the law?

"Do you really want to take away the treasure on me?" Chen Lang asked again.

Qin Yue kept silent.

The disciple next to him said, "Now it's not just us, who doesn't want to kill you."

"Why?" Chen Lang asked, "Is there any value in me that I haven't discovered?"

The disciple didn't speak either. He suspected that Chen Lang wanted to consume their strength in this way and let them die first.

"Brother, don't be so introverted. I won't eat people." Chen Lang stepped forward and got close to the disciple.

Then, he slammed his palm towards the disciple.

The disciple had been on guard for a long time and barely used his magical powers to deal with it, but Chen Lang's palm stopped in the air, and a golden wheel emerged from his palm and began to rotate.

The wheel exploded with a strong suction force, instantly draining most of the disciple's energy.

With a puff, blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, but only a few drops, and his blood and energy were almost dried up.

But what made him even more upset was that he saw Chen Lang's condition began to recover, his thin body was a little fuller, and his eyes also regained some brilliance.

"Come on, it's your turn, give me some too." Chen Lang walked towards Qin Yue.

You want to outlast me, it's really ridiculous, don't you know that I am best at protracted battles?

"Ah!"

The disciple finally couldn't stand it anymore, he was going crazy, if this continued, it was unknown whether Chen Lang would die or not, he would definitely die first, or be killed by his own holy weapon.

I'm just an ordinary cultivator, why?

"You dare!" Qin Yue looked at the disciple, trying to stop him, but it was too late. The disciple quickly formed a seal and used his magical power. The space trembled, and a black line appeared in front, slowly expanding and turning into a door, with a dark hole inside.

...

Above the mountains.

A door of the void creaked open.

Three figures appeared.

What they saw shocked everyone. Chen Lang was thin and weak, his skin was like dry wood, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and he was holding a Wuzhong Sect disciple in his hand. He looked dying and could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Qin Yue was also thrown out. She was also miserable. Her originally plump figure became very thin, like a different person.

They were very shocked. Is this the Hall of Heroes? What a scary place. Seeing that the two Wuzhong Sect disciples had lost their fighting power, even Chen Lang became like this.

"I found a good place to lose weight."

Chen Lang threw the half-dead disciple aside and said with a smile: "Who of you wants to go in with me to play?"

"No one came to call my name?"