My cultivation script went astray

"No, someone attracted attention."

Fang Shao, who had just experienced a fight, frowned and looked into the distance. Pingtian taught all the powerful people, but suddenly they all left. What attracted them?

"Senior Brother Fang, let's leave quickly!" The female cultivator next to them was very surprised. No matter what, this was the best time for them to leave. Once they passed this no-man's land and were guarded by the garrison elders, they would be safe.

"Take the people to evacuate immediately." Fang Shao nodded, and then told one person, "Hurry up and inform the other teams. Don't wait for us. Retreat immediately."

However, he picked up a blood-stained ancient sword and hurried in the opposite direction.

"Senior Brother Fang, aren't you leaving?" The female cultivator was confused.

Fang Shao looked calm and stared at the direction in which the Pingtian Sect members were leaving. "I'm fine with you. You leave quickly and I'll break up the rear."

What would attract the attention of Pingtianjiao and allow them to turn the corner? It must be one of their own who helped. He was not a child of luck, so there was no reason for him to somehow avert danger.

He was very worried about which brother did this deliberately, sacrificing himself to buy time for others. If he just left like this, he would be uncomfortable for the rest of his life.

"Senior Brother Fang, I'll go with you."

The crazy monk suddenly spoke. He saw Fang Shao's thoughts and was willing to follow him.

Soon, nearly a hundred people were rushing in the direction of Tianjian Sect, but there were another twenty or thirty people rushing in the opposite direction.

…

Above the wilderness, several evil spirits attacked brazenly.

"Who is Han Tianxiao?"

There were seven people in total, all dressed in white, one person holding a white flag, looking around, and finally his eyes rested on the four people.

Heh, you are so brave. Are you really waiting here?

However, they remained vigilant. They were far away and no traps had been observed here.

Senior Brother Meng, Xiaoman looked at Boss Han.

"It's him." Han Tianxiao pointed at Chen Lang.

Chen Lang nodded, "You are finally here."

Then, the Seven-Star Sword in his hand shook and he rushed forward.

Click!

The lightning flashed and killed three people directly. The remaining ones were blown up by Chen Lang's clones, and the last sword wiped their necks.

"Senior Brother Han, help restrain the body." Chen Lang said.

Senior Brother Meng and the other three were all dumbfounded. The killing was too brutal. They just said one word and their lives were gone.

Several people dragged the body to the woods and covered it, while Chen Lang took out the white flag and began to study it.

But before the flag was warmed up, the second group of people came.

"You are finally here." Chen Lang put his hands behind his back and carried the white flag behind his back.

"Are we the first to arrive?" The leader looked around, then stared at the four of them, with murderous intent on his face, "Kill them and take the lead. Remember to look for them."

In an instant, red lightning struck them all over their heads and faces. After three breaths, they were all dead. Chen Lang had another white flag in his hand. This one was different from the previous one, actually glowing with blood.

"Senior Brother Han, help contain the body." Chen Lang said again.

Han Tianxiao:...

He felt like a tool man, whose names were used and so were the people.

Senior Brother Meng finally couldn't help but said, "Senior Brother Chen Lang, wait until you do it, just in case it's one of our own."

"Isn't this slow enough?" Chen Lang said. He felt that he was already very patient. If it weren't for the fact that his classmates were nearby and it was difficult to distinguish, would he still have to wait for them to finish a line?

Besides, if you don't kill him quickly, why don't you wait for everyone to gather and then focus on him?

He counted silently. According to Fang Shao, there were more than twenty teams in total, and only two had been killed so far. Each team had seven or eight people, totaling more than a hundred people. This task was still a bit difficult.

Soon, the third team came, but this time not only did they not cooperate, they even dared to protect themselves.

The person holding the flag had a very keen sense of smell, and could smell blood and murderous aura from afar. Just as Chen Lang was about to take action, the Ten Thousand Souls Flag was raised, and a large number of dead souls swarmed out, forming a killing array, surrounding themselves like a wall. Chen Lang blocked the outside.

Even the red thunder was ineffective, only knocking down dozens of dead souls, and they were quickly replaced by new dead souls.

This surprised Chen Lang. Can the Ten Thousand Soul Banner still be used like this? It's interesting, I should use this skill.

"Blood banner!"

Han Tianxiao frowned slightly and reminded: "This is a high-level soul master."

This flag has obviously revealed its color, which is even worse than the previous one. It is about to transform. This time, there are such people among the opponents. No wonder Fang Shao and the others will be defeated miserably.

"Jiejie, little thief, are you just going to hide in a turtle shell? Pingtian teaches a bunch of rats, that's all." Chen Lang sneered.

Hearing this, several people were furious and wanted to come out to fight Chen Lang, but were stopped by high-level soul masters.

"Nonsense, you can even snatch the flag of the Western Cult Leader, will I fall into your trap again?" the high-level soul master refuted, what kind of strength does the Western Cult Leader have? In the late stage of foundation building, I can even fall into trouble. Am I the kind of fool? Will come forward to fight.

"Then you are much worse than Western leaders." Chen Lang said again.

"Nonsense, if I were better than him, I would have become the leader of a party long ago, and would I be working as a coolie in this inhospitable place?" The high-level soul master spoke righteously, and did not take any action no matter how Chen Lang provoked the general, only doing protection.

It's none of his business to scold Pingtianjiao for what happened.

"..." Chen Lang was speechless.

He tried to use Afterimage again, attacking several times, but finally had to stop.

The Three Life Disk couldn't absorb the true energy, because the dead souls didn't have such a thing at all, so his efforts were in vain.

Soon, other teams arrived one after another, and the high-level spirit master reminded them from a distance to join forces with him and not to act alone. His goal was very clear, to wait until everyone was gathered, and then to deal with Chen Lang together.

Finally, more than a dozen teams arrived one after another, with a total of eighty or ninety people.

"Han Tianxiao, hand over the bloody banner!"

A newcomer was eager to take the credit, waving the white banner in his hand and then was struck by a red thunderbolt, his whole body was smoking, and the white banner exploded. It was the high-level spirit master who had been prepared in advance that saved his life.

Since then, all the Taoist priests of the Pingtian Sect were shocked. No wonder their superiors asked them to encircle and suppress with all their strength. This was not an easy task.

Finally, the high-level spirit master came out and waved his hand with the other flag bearers, shouting:

"Han Tianxiao, aren't you arrogant? I will kill you now."

Boom!

I don't know what they did. More than a dozen white, light red, and darker light red flags continuously poured out dead souls, turning into a dragon, a thousand feet long, as thick as a mountain, as strong as a bucket, biting towards Chen Lang.

Chen Lang's eyes condensed, and he fought with it. In an instant, the dead souls fell like raindrops, turning into a pile of residual blood. The accumulation of dirty blood made the forest gloomy, and some black tentacles were born, swaying from the ground and spreading to the sky.

"What should we do?" Senior Brother Meng was a little panicked. Just then, he felt that Chen Lang was invincible, but now it seems that he is in trouble.

Han Tianxiao's first reaction was to run, anyway, he couldn't help, but soon, he sensed some movement, and looked back, and saw twenty or thirty cultivators rushing over quickly, all disciples of the Tianjian Sect.

"Pingtian Sect bastard, how dare you bully my fellow disciples?"

...