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Chapter 250 A protracted war?
Chen Lang stared at the image and gradually saw a human figure emerging on Weihuo's body, overlapping and performing various synchronized movements.

He saw the moves he performed and also saw wildfires all over the ground. It was unknown what magical power the wretched fire used to destroy the world in an instant.

But just as he was enjoying the show, the words, runes, and radio gymnastics all disappeared.

He touched the wall and it was smooth and hard, and he couldn't knock on it no matter how hard he tried.

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

"I did not do that."

The disciple was relatively calm, "This is the Hall of Heroes. You came in to be refined. It has already begun, so the words are hidden."

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

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

The disciples said that this was a holy artifact of the Endless Gate, and that the door was just a bridge connecting to Valhalla, and they had no control over it.

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

"We can't let him go." said another disciple.

They finally captured Chen Lang, and when they released him again, Chen Lang was on guard and they were completely helpless.

Chen Lang took a glance and clenched his hand. A thick black gas gathered from all directions and covered the disciple's surface. A hissing sound was heard on the surface of his skin.

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

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

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

She has given up resisting. The current Chen Lang is definitely not someone she can handle.

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 get out.

This surprised him, as the escaping talisman failed for the first time.

"This is another space." Qin Yue said, "The Earth Escape Talisman can't let you jump from one space to another. You can't leave."

Can't I 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 brought him in, so he must know how to get out. If he killed her, he would be wasting his 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 became bright again, but Chen Lang noticed that his skin began to bleed and turned into black dust, which fell to the ground and gradually became invisible.

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

Qin Yue acted very calm. She sat on the ground, with precious light emitting from her body, but it was meaningless. A pile of debris soon fell around her, and she 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 turn into a mummy.

"It's quite boring. Don't you feel awkward standing there? Let's talk." Chen Lang said, his voice starting to become hoarse.

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

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

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

Qin Yue said nothing.

Chen Lang thought for a moment and said, "To be honest, it would be better if you were prettier. The main thing is, well, it looks uglier now, and I can't bring myself to do it." If he had a little bit of Su Qingchan's, it would not be unacceptable, after all, he was just sitting there doing nothing. But now, let alone a little bit, the refining of this space began to accelerate, and he and the other two were quickly losing weight, and their skin and flesh were shriveled.

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

He actually hoped that Chen Lang would die quickly so that he could get out with his life.

Besides, why haven't the family members come yet? He doesn't want to be buried with him.

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

"Can we take over the Wuzhong Gate with just a little bit?" Chen Lang asked again.

Qin Yue replied, "After all, no one else has any."

Chen Lang thought about it and it made sense.

Just a little bit of ancient immortal bloodline can make one this strong. Is this the Dharma Ending Age?
"Do you really want to take the treasure from 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 still value in me that I haven't discovered yet?"

The disciple stopped talking. 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'm not a cannibal." Chen Lang stepped forward and got next to the disciple.

Then, he slammed towards the disciple with his palm.

This disciple was already on guard and tried his best to use his magical powers to deal with it, but Chen Lang's palm stopped in the air, and a golden roulette wheel emerged from his palm and began to rotate.

The roulette wheel burst out with a violent suction force, instantly draining most of the disciple's energy.

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

But what made him even more devastated was that he saw Chen Lang's condition beginning to recover. His thin body became fuller and his eyes regained some of their luster.

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

You want to outlast me, that's hilarious. Don't you know that I'm best at protracted battles?
"what!"

The disciple finally couldn't stand it anymore and was going crazy. If this continued, it was unclear whether Chen Lang would live or die. He would definitely die in battle first, or be killed by his own holy weapon.

I am just an ordinary monk, why?
"You dare!" Qin Yue looked at the disciple and wanted to stop him, but it was too late. The disciple quickly formed seals and displayed his magical powers. The space shook, and a black line appeared in front of him. It slowly expanded and turned into a door. It was pitch black inside.

……

Over the mountains.

A door into the void creaked open.

Three figures appeared.

What they saw shocked everyone. Chen Lang was thin all over, his skin was as dry as firewood, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and he was holding a disciple of Wuzhong Sect in his hand. The disciple looked like he was 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, as if she had become a different person.

They were extremely shocked. Is this Valhalla? What a terrifying place. Seeing that the two from Wuzhongmen had lost their fighting power, even Chen Lang had become like this.

“I found a great place to lose weight.”

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

"No one came to my roll call?"

(End of this chapter)