My cultivation script went astray

Seeing Chen Lang put on his clothes and walked out calmly, the Western leader subconsciously took a step back. Then he realized it, felt a little ashamed, and sneered:

"The tempering has been completed and the secret method has been passed on. Why not let him follow me to the Tianjian Sect to fight and see if he is still as brave as this.

By the way, do you want to search for a soul? I looked at what relatives and friends he had, and then I killed them first and let him do it himself. "

The Western leader suggested that he could not wait to see Chen Lang in agony after killing his relatives and friends.

Aren't you crazy? With one against a hundred in Rock Creek Mine, there is plenty of room for you to play now.

"Let's talk about it later."

The southern leader responded calmly, "I don't have time."

The Pingtian Sect has many opponents. He is the leader of one side and cannot only focus on one Tianjian Sect.

In fact, he had no interest in controlling Chen Lang's body as a puppet. What was the use of a foundation-building monk? He also has to keep an eye on him to prevent him from escaping.

However, this boy didn't know why he offended the empress. Being targeted like this, he could only act according to orders.

"Why don't you let me take over? I have time." The Western leader suggested.

"If you are not afraid of his backlash, I can propose it to you."

"Forget it, listen to your Majesty." The Western leader then gave up.

He is not afraid of Chen Lang, he is only in the early stage of foundation building. What he is worried about is that Zhong Haoran learns that his disciple has been made into a puppet and is looking for him to rob him.

"Won't you give me a flag?"

Chen Lang asked, now that he is free, he has other ideas and is not in a hurry to commit suicide.

"Follow me first, and let's understand it for a while." The southern leader shook his head, wanting to train a soul shepherd, but it was so easy, and he had no intention of training it at all.

"But I have already fully realized it." Chen Lang said, "You are burying your talent."

"You're pretty good, kid."

The Western leader took out a white flag from his storage artifact and threw it to Chen Lang, "Here, this is a fresh flag. It has less than a hundred souls. Let me see how much control you have and how much you can control before practicing. "

"I don't look at your history, only your strength. If you perform well, you may be able to get a position." The Western leader smiled. He felt that when the disciples of the Tianjian Sect saw their former classmates now wielding the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to harvest their lives, This picture must be interesting.

Chen Lang held the white flag, but the feeling at this moment was completely different from when he got the Ten Thousand Souls Flag on the battlefield.

He felt that the white flags were covered with a dark formation, and many dead souls were suppressed inside, making them very quiet.

Silently operating the soul control technique, he waved it casually.

call!

Hundreds of souls poured out and flew all over the sky.

"Gone?"

Chen Lang said, "Can you change it to a better one instead of this kind of garbage?"

"ah?"

The Western leader was stunned for a moment, then looked at the Southern leader, "Don't help him, I'm just looking at his qualifications for holding banners."

The leader of the South looked at the dead souls in the sky and said, "I didn't help him."

Both of them were very surprised. Palming flags is a technical job. A monk who has not been specially trained can release more than ten or twenty of them. How come this kid can release them all and it seems so easy?

"Boy, have you practiced?" The leader of the Southern Cult stared at Chen Lang. This is impossible. He knew Chen Lang's origins very well and had never worked in the Pingtian Sect before.

"Isn't it okay if you have hands?" Chen Lang waved the flag again, put all the souls back into the flag, and threw it back.

"It's too light, let's get something better."

The Southern leader was surprised. He had not expected this result. He simply took out his blood flag and threw it to Chen Lang.

"This is my blood flag. It contains eight thousand souls. See your limit."

Maybe there are indeed people with extraordinary talents and good at controlling souls. This is a rare thing, and the southern leader has shown some interest.

Chen Lang waved his hand again, and this time he felt that his mental load was indeed a little bigger, and countless souls rushed out, forming a colorful Milky Way.

As he waved it, the color of the blood flag slowly became lighter and faded. As the last soul was extracted, not a drop of the blood flag was left, and it turned white.

Looking at the sky again, a thick black cloud condensed, like a thunderstorm before a heavy rain, covering more than ten miles.

"Is there an enemy attack?"

A group of alchemists hurried over, carrying swords and instruments. They were alerted and recognized that it was the southern leader who was using the banner.

But when they looked at it again, they were surprised because the one waving the blood flag was another young man, not the southern leader.

"excuse me."

They immediately understood that it was not an enemy attack, but which leader was using the flags? So fierce at such a young age.

"No, this."

The Western leader was dumbfounded. If he had not known that the Southern leader could not completely control this blood flag, he would never have believed that it was controlled by Chen Lang.

What's going on?

And the Innate Palm Flag Holy Body?

Are you still interested in this?

"Not enough, not enough! More." Chen Lang waved the blood flag, trying to change the formation, and arranged the killing array according to the memory of the previous battle.

But soon, he felt that he was no longer listening, and he shouted softly: Stop it.

The dark clouds covering more than ten miles formed a vortex and flowed back in an inverted cone shape. It lasted for a stick of incense before it was finished.

Then, he handed over the blood flag uncontrollably and handed it to the southern leader.

"Look, I'm in a hurry." Chen Lang moved his shoulders and regained control of his body. He couldn't move his upper body. Are you polite?

"who are you?"

The southern leader stared at Chen Lang, his eyes were extremely cold and solemn at this moment. This was incredible, a total of eight thousand souls!

He has been holding the banner for more than ten years before he has mastered the art of controlling souls. He can barely control more than 5,000. What is this kid's ability?

Moreover, the blood banner may not be the limit?

This is not right!

"Don't worry, I won't steal yours. Do you have a more advanced one? If not, ask the queen for one. I will do more for those who are capable." Chen Lang said.

He remembered that there was a more advanced black banner.

This thing is much better than the Three Lives Plate. With the Three Lives Plate, he can resist thousands of troops alone, but with the banner, he is thousands of troops alone.

That's right, the queen.

The Southern Sect Leader came back to his senses. Could it be that the queen saw his strangeness and caught him back to refine him as a puppet? It turned out that the queen had seen that he was not simple.

At this moment, he suddenly regretted that he should not have caught him and used him as a hostage for negotiation. In the end, he caught an ancestor?

The queen has always attached great importance to the ability to control the banner. Such a person must be reused, which makes him feel threatened.

"Why, do you want to kill me now?" Chen Lang saw the murderous intent in the eyes of the Southern Sect Leader.

The Southern Sect Leader stared at him for a moment, his face was uncertain, and suddenly his face relaxed. He smiled, "What are you talking about? My Pingtian Sect values ​​talents. If the Queen knew that you have such a talent for holding a banner, she would definitely like it."

He immediately took out the mirror and chanted the spell. After a while, a blood mist emerged, and a masked face appeared inside.

The Southern Sect Leader knelt on one knee.

"My Queen, I have already handled the things you arranged, but I don’t know what level of banner you are going to arrange for him with his level of holding a banner?"

"Is there any need to ask about this kind of thing?" A cold voice came from under the mask.

The Southern Sect Leader didn't understand what he meant. Isn't it necessary to ask about such an important matter?

The Western leader realized the seriousness of the problem later, "My queen, this boy can't stay! How can he, a cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Sect, control the blood flag? He must be an undercover sent by the Heavenly Sword Sect! Please kill him as soon as possible!"

"Hmm?"

The queen just hummed lightly and looked at the Southern leader.

The Southern leader nodded, "He just controlled my blood flag and has not reached the limit."

He is a person who is good at observing words and expressions. Although the queen is wearing a mask and he can't see her face, this person rarely shows special emotions, even if he dies.

It is obvious that the queen does not know about this.

Thinking of this, the Southern leader sighed lightly, he lost the last chance to get rid of the threat.

No wonder he was so arrogant after being caught, and even took the initiative to surrender. It turned out that he had the confidence. Why didn't I think of this? Forget it, it is impossible to think of it.

"Let me see." In the mirror, the queen's eyes turned to Chen Lang.

Chen Lang stared at the mask looming in the mirror for a long time.

It was you, old Biden, who caught me?

He had met him once before in Yanxi Mine, and today was their official meeting, but he couldn't see his true appearance through the mask.

Chen Lang took the blood flag of the Southern Sect Leader and waved it again.

"Now that the demonstration is over, can I give him the black flag?" he asked.

The Southern Sect Leader also asked, "Madam, can you tell what level he has reached? Is there anyone else who has mastered this magical power besides our Pingtian Sect?"

After watching, the Empress remained silent.

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