My cultivation script went astray

"This is." The eyes of the Qin family leader suddenly condensed.

The famous master of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the plague god who controls the red fog, who on this continent does not recognize him?

But how did he come here quietly? There are three Yuanying masters here, and there is a Yuanying who claims to be a golden elixir, but no trace was found at all. This is really shocking.

"Wan, the master of the Ten Thousand Souls!"

"Be alert! Open the protective formation! All elders assemble!" Several elders of the Qin family were shocked. They have been dealing with the Pingtian Sect for so long that they have developed a strong judgment. They knew at a glance that this was the real master coming.

"Wait."

Qin Fang stretched out his hand and stopped the Qin family leader who was about to take action. At the same time, the Tianjian Sect Master and Zhong Haoran also stared at the figure who sat up from the ashes, squinting their eyes and saying nothing. The tense atmosphere that had just spread was completely covered by this wisp of red fog.

"Why is he here?" The Tianjian Sect Master watched the red fog gradually fade, and the ghost face mask gradually became clear.

Zhong Haoran was also confused. This occasion should not have anything to do with this person. Today, they were dealing with internal conflicts, not discussing how to wipe out the Pingtian Sect. Besides, even at the alliance ceremony, this person did not come to mess up the place.

It couldn't be

"Pingtian Sect Lotus Sect Leader Chen Lang, welcome the Queen to come." Chen Lang immediately bowed his hands and shouted to the figure, "The Qin family has been dealt with, please hold the banner!"

We thought that the plot should not be stuck here.

The master is unreliable, and the Queen still has to be the key moment.

It would be fine if he didn't say it. When Chen Lang shouted like this, the face of the Qin Hall Master turned pale, and he looked at Chen Lang fiercely, "You. Are you working together from inside and outside?"

"You really believe it."

Zhong Haoran was very calm and looked at him with a chuckle.

No, this is impossible. If Chen Lang is the insider of Pingtian Sect, how could Zhong Haoran behave like this? There is no possibility that Tianjian Sect and Pingtian Sect will join forces. Besides, there is no need for internal and external cooperation.

Stinky boy, what are you shouting about? The matter of the annihilation of Lotus Mountain disappeared from the mind of Master Qin. Master Qin coughed lightly, which made him a little embarrassed.

At this moment, the figure in the ashes had stood up, but did not speak, did not start a battle, and did not respond to Chen Lang. He just stood there like a puppet.

"No, there is a problem." The master of Tianjian Sect frowned. His perception was not wrong, but he did not feel the oppression of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls.

"Since you are here, why bother to play tricks?"

Qin Fang snorted coldly. He was not afraid of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls. It was just right that he came. He waved his hand, and the strong wind swept over. The ghost face mask was torn into countless pieces by the wind, and the red mist was also completely dispelled.

The man's clothes fluttered, his long hair fluttered, and his tall figure and face were revealed.

"This"

Temple Master Qin was surprised, and Qin Fang was also stunned. They had seen the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls under the mask. Although it was also covered up and a cloud of fog, it was not so outrageous.

That person was Chen Lang.

But he had long hair and white clothes like snow. After the dark red fog was dispelled, he looked clean and bright as if standing in the sun. He was somewhat different from Chen Lang, because he had a faint smell of gods.

"How could it be him?" Hall Master Qin was puzzled.

"Damn, it's not you pretending, happy for nothing." Chen Lang shrugged his shoulders, he probably knew what was going on.

"It's the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, this kid is not dead yet." The leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect glanced at Chen Lang and said with almost certainty.

"Not dead yet?" Hall Master Qin's eyes lit up.

At this time, "Chen Lang" made a move. His eyes were wandering. He looked at Chen Lang and the others, then looked at the ashes on the ground, and finally raised his arm and looked at himself.

"Hundred-faced Demon Lord, you are quite capable. You have survived the punishment from heaven." Qin Fang said with a smile.

He counted with his fingers and probably knew how he survived. This kid has extraordinary abilities. When he pretends to be someone else, he will also imitate their potential. The Lord of Ten Thousand Souls is not afraid of the punishment from heaven. They have seen it. This should be the reason why he did not turn into ashes.

"After changing his personality, he covered up the inherited memory in the Hall of Heroes." Hall Master Qin also found the problem. He had done something to the ancient corpse of the wretched fire. If the Hundred-faced Demon Lord was still the Hundred-faced Demon Lord, he would go crazy and become his puppet.

The Hundred-faced Demon Lord did not respond. He lowered his head and looked at his hands, talking to himself, but most of the people present had high cultivation and heard it clearly.

"My past memories are all blurry, and my memories of Pingtian Sect are intermittent. My soul was seen by him. Where is it?"

"Yes, that mirror."

"There are many strange things in this world. I will be imitated one day. It's interesting."

After the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord talked to himself, the deduction ended. He looked up at Qin Fang and the Tianjian Sect Master. Their smiles had frozen and their faces were serious.

"Who are you?" Hall Master Qin asked. This was not what the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord could say.

"I'm afraid this is really the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls."

The Tianjian Sect Master also narrowed his eyes. From what he heard, the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord seemed to have stolen the soul of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls by some method, but this person had a big problem. If he imitated others, he would be counter-possessed, and even obsessed with reincarnation. He recalled Ye Ying's soul in the Tianjian Sect's ancestral temple.

"This consciousness is really perverted." Qin Fang felt creepy when he heard it for some reason. He didn't know if he would awaken another self if he was imitated.

I really don't know how many lives this kid has. He dares to steal the soul of that ghost thing.

"Now that you know who you are, why don't you retreat quickly?" said the leader of the Tianjian Sect.

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord did not say much, but stretched out his right index finger, gathered a little light, and stabbed it fiercely towards his forehead.

Buzz!

The space suddenly froze, and the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord's movements solidified there. Master Qin waved his hand again, and the long hair, white shirt and Chen Lang's face were torn apart again.

Since he is not dead yet, he can't be allowed to die so easily again.

"Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, is it you this time?" Master Qin shouted.

After the second layer of disguise was removed, a man with an eagle-faced mask appeared, with gray hair and a low breath.

He lowered his head and remained silent.

This made several Yuanying masters unsure again, and Qin Fang simply said: "Just kill him."

This kid has layer after layer of masks, just like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another.

Suddenly, the eagle-faced masked man raised his head and smiled faintly, "We are old rivals for many years. Since I have appeared, you should be more polite."

"You haven't left yet?" asked the Qin Hall Master, and he raised his hand, ready to bombard again, completely shattering the face of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls.

"No need, I will go by myself, see you on the battlefield tomorrow." The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord smiled faintly, walked out of the ashes, and a faint blood mist filled the air with his footsteps.

"Please." The Qin Hall Master was indifferent.

The deacons and elders of the Qin family gave way one after another.

Suddenly, he accelerated suddenly and ran wildly outside, and then a big hand reached out and detained him again.

"Little thing is still pretending, whether it is true or not, I can't tell?" Qin Hall Master sneered.

"You should keep it. It's good news that you are not dead. I want you to be of great use."

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