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Chapter 69 Come on!
"Stop snatching, stop snatching!"

Someone shouted that the monks in front were so crazy with killing that they didn't hear the gong at all. Or maybe they heard it but ignored it and blocked the road.

Chen Lang had already stepped aside and he saw that there were exactly five people coming.

The person walking in the front was wearing a red robe and had long black hair draped over his shoulders. There were four other black-robed monks standing beside him. Faced with the crowd looting and blocking the road, he did not scold them but just waited quietly.

"1200 spirit stones, the best lot!" An alchemist grabbed a bamboo stick, filled with joy, and quickly withdrew from the chaotic crowd. Then, he bumped into the red-robed leader.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed and apologized: "Hello, Master. I didn't see the road clearly. Please forgive me."

The red-robed leader nodded, "It's okay, be more careful in your next life."

Before the alchemist could react, his forehead suddenly cracked and blood flowed out.

At the same time, the five people next to him fell down one after another, bleeding from all seven orifices, and the bamboo sticks in their hands fell to the ground.

Three more people came up to snatch the things from the corpse, and then they also died suddenly.

From then on, the alchemists were frightened and quickly retreated to the sides, leaving more than half of the square open. Nine corpses lay on the ground, and bright blood gathered in a pool.

The joy in everyone's heart was wiped out, leaving only a bitter chill in their hearts.

"Clean it up." said the red-robed leader.

Then someone came forward and quickly collected the nine bodies. They also took some ash from the town's stove and used it to bury the blood and cover up the fishy smell.

Five people sat on the big red chairs. The crowd, which was noisy just now, now hesitated and no one dared to speak.

It was the red-robed leader who spoke first:
"Some of you have been fighting with me for a long time, while some of you have just arrived and don't know the rules very well. But it doesn't matter. We in the Pingtian Sect are very tolerant and you will be fine after a period of time.

If you can't even adapt to the simple rule that the strong are king, then facing the sect's bullying, intrigue, and exploitation, you should also be the losers who will be eliminated, right?"

"The leader is righteous." Someone echoed.

Everyone is very open-minded. They all come here to become alchemists, so everyone has some idea of ​​what's going on.

To calm everyone's restlessness, the leader continued:
"I have been in charge of the western branch for five years under the order of the Queen. During these five years, I have refined a basic flag into a Thousand Souls Banner, and then into a Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Today, it has shown a trend of great success.

All the credit goes to you all. I hope you all will fight hard. I will not take a penny from the things you have obtained. The souls you have hunted will be returned to the Queen, and I will give you the rest of the rewards. "

There have long been rumors in the world that the goddess of Pingtian Sect is refining a magical instrument that requires a lot of Ten Thousand Soul Banners, but only she knows the exact number. Now there is slaughter everywhere, and the big cities are empty, with blood flowing everywhere. There are even sects that are destroyed overnight, and no one can be seen within a hundred miles.

"I wonder what kind of magical weapon the Queen wants to refine?" an alchemist asked boldly.

The red-robed leader replied, "The day the holy weapon is refined, no sect in the world will be able to defeat it."

The alchemists gasped in shock. There were more than tens of thousands of sects in the world, but any larger sect had at least an old monster at the Nascent Soul level in charge. No wonder even those big sects avoided the Pingtian Sect.

However, this made them more confident. They made countless enemies along the way, and only the Pingtian Sect could provide them with shelter.

"I heard that the Qingmu Sect was destroyed here and dozens of monks died here before." A man in black said on another mahogany chair.

"That's true. Previously, a god came to the Tianjian Sect and defeated the Qingmu Sect by himself. But when we found the body, its soul had dispersed. It was a pity."

A monk below explained and reminded, "It is said that the man sneaked into the crowd and then killed people wantonly. Master, this man's methods are unknown, so we must be on guard."

After that, a few people on the mahogany chairs laughed, as if mocking and disdainful, "Then let him come over."

The Western leader said calmly, "Let him come if he dares. If he comes alone and no one stops him, there is no need to destroy the Yanxi Mine."

He had naturally heard about this, because a person in the middle stage of foundation building came to him and told him that the person's cultivation was not high, but his methods were a little strange, it was not a big deal. He was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and his real opponent was the owner of Yanxi Mine and the protective formation that blessed him.

"Master, you are wise!" someone called out with his head down.

But at this moment, no one noticed that the ground-escaping talisman at the bottom of the mahogany chair suddenly began to fluctuate slightly, emitting a faint light and spreading to the surroundings.

The light instantly spread to the several men in black sitting above, enveloped them, and quickly dissipated.

The red-robed leader reacted the fastest, but he was still slow. He suddenly fell forward, saw the earth-escaping talisman at the bottom, and quickly stood up, but the light had already reached his butt. Without taking a step or making any sound, he disappeared.

When those who were praising the leader looked up, they saw an empty ground; even the mahogany chairs were gone.

"what?"

The alchemists were stunned, thinking that the leader was indeed an expert who came and went without a trace, and had let them know something was wrong.

An insider noticed something was wrong, "What's going on? Where's the leader? Where are the adults?"

How could such a large group of people just disappear?
Seeing the obvious commotion, the alchemists also realized that something was wrong. They felt that it was the unique fluctuation of the Earth Escape Talisman, but the Earth Escape Talisman was only a low-level talisman. If the person being teleported disagreed, they could interrupt it at will. What was going on?

At this time, Chen Lang finally appeared. He waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said: "Hello, since you welcome me so much, I am here again."

"Also, your leader has already gone to war, so let's start the duel between us now."

Chen Lang slowly drew out the Seven Star Sword and smiled ghostly.

The whole place was in an uproar!

……

In the town of Walang, there is a murderous atmosphere.

The wildfire rose into the sky again, interweaving with the shouts and screams, and finally slowly turned into screams.

More than an hour later, Chen Lang stood in a pool of blood, looking for those who were seriously injured but not dead, and finished them off one by one.

The Pingtian Sect's combat effectiveness was much weaker than that of the Qingmu Sect. Perhaps it was because all the masters had been teleported away by him. He was only seriously injured three times, but killed more than 40 people, using guerrilla attrition tactics. The others simply fled in disarray.

As for the earth escape talisman, it is even more useless.

These alchemists are scattered around, all tied together by a rope. Without the leader, they naturally cannot gather together. In this way, Songhu Mine will definitely be safe.

This time, Chen Lang did not dare to delay. After searching the area nearby, he soon found a room with several large boxes inside, which were nailed shut.

After opening it, Chen Lang was surprised.

They are all spirit stones!

The particles of spirit stones are not that big, and a small bag contains hundreds of them. Now there are several large boxes here. A rough estimate shows that there are at least hundreds of thousands of them. It is not like what the Western leader said, that there are only 12.

"Damn, he's right. Sure enough, plundering is the fastest way to make money."

Chen Lang opened and checked them one by one. There were three boxes of spirit stones in total, which were of very high quality. In addition, there was a box of medicinal materials, and finally a small rectangular box that was not locked.

He opened the button and a bloody flag appeared in front of him.

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(End of this chapter)