Chapter 126 The Massacred City
Chen Lang left Pingtian Sect alone and went to the Lianhua Mountain area.

The Southern Cult Leader happily lifted the restrictions on him this time, but Chen Lang did not take it lightly because the control over him had not been lifted. Once he chose to defect, Old Deng would definitely call him back at a thought.

Such an attempt is pointless and unnecessary.

The question he has to consider now is, what does it mean to "achieve the first merit"?
If he had the ability to kill all the Pingtian Sect followers in Lianhua Mountain and bring Huitian Sword Sect back to report, that would undoubtedly be the greatest achievement. The problem is that this is really impossible.

There are too many people in the Pingtian Sect who are good at controlling souls. Besides, there are only more than 5,000 souls in his banner. No matter how strong his soul-controlling ability is, there is a limit. Does he have to snatch other people's banners?
You can try it.

"Forget it, be steady."

Chen Lang thought about it, then took out the golden smiling Buddha statue and began to try to practice.

If you can’t snatch them all away, just liberate them all.

Just imagine that at that time, on one hand, thousands of souls will descend from the sky to form a bloody Shura, and on the other hand, gods and Buddhas will descend to the world with great compassion. Both good and evil will be conquered, and there will be a three-dimensional defense. Who in the world can defeat it?
He followed what the fat monk said and infiltrated his soul power into it. Sure enough, he heard faint Buddhist verses, which sounded very distant, like whispers coming from a temple on a mountaintop several miles away.

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He traveled at a leisurely pace and it took him about three days to reach Lianhua County.

Without a skill book, it was not easy to cultivate the power of salvation. He could only cultivate the entry level and tried it briefly. He could purify some undead, but the effect was not obvious. At most, it could protect his mind.

He also had another idea. When releasing the dead souls, the blood flag would slowly turn into a white flag. Does that mean the blood flag is damaged?
If we repair it at this time, can we spawn ghosts?

Then he tried, but failed.

The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls is very special. After releasing the souls of the dead, it will not be marked as damaged by the "Repair Amulet" and cannot be repaired.

It seems that I can only steal other people's souls honestly.

After traveling for another half a day, Chen Lang arrived in the city, which was roughly the area of ​​Lotus Mountain.

Lianhua County was unexpectedly large, but very quiet. When Chen Lang arrived in the city, he saw that the streets were empty and many residential doors were open with blood flowing out through the cracks.

"The city was massacred?"

Chen Lang thought silently, but he continued to look. After becoming the flag keeper, he understood that mortals could not enter the Ten Thousand Souls Flag because their soul strength was too weak. Only cultivators who had entered the realm were valuable.

The acts of leaving no one alive after the massacre could only be because someone took the opportunity to kill people and steal their property, or simply to vent their desire to kill.

Of course, Chen Lang was not interested in killing.

His only interest is to push the main line.

Not long after, Chen Lang entered a wealthy family and found an old man.

The old man stood in the corridor, panicking, and hurriedly closed the window, "Are you from the city or..."

"Don't worry, I'm a good person." said Chen Lang.

The old man felt a little relieved and looked at Chen Lang with some pity, "Poor kid, are you here to seek refuge?"

"Yes, I finally escaped death. What happened here?"

The old man sighed, "Just now a group of people carrying banners came and arrested all the Taoists. I see that you are also a Taoist, right?"

The old man noticed the sword behind Chen Lang.

Chen Lang nodded, "Where did you catch him?"

"Most of them were killed. As for some, I heard that they were sent as living sacrifices. I heard this by accident. As for where they were sent, I don't know."

The old man glanced at Chen Lang and reminded him in a low voice, "Kid, you should quickly disperse your cultivation and stop practicing Taoism. They won't kill ordinary people, but they will definitely kill those who practice Taoism.

Living well is better than anything else."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard footsteps outside and someone was talking.

"Here, there is a fluctuation of true energy."

Hearing this, the old man's face turned pale, he opened the corridor window, pushed Chen Lang's back and asked him to go in, "Quick, go and hide!"

"It's okay, we're one family."

Chen Lang indicated that there was no need to worry too much, as he just happened to be in need of a guide, so he walked towards the yard. A white banner swayed in, followed by four people.

The leader tilted his head, clamped the flagpole around his neck, and looked down at the compass in his hand, "It's here, right here." "Boss, you don't need to check, it's right in front of you."

Several people looked at each other, Chen Lang glanced at them and asked first, "Are you from Lotus Mountain?"

The flag bearer stared at Chen Lang and asked, "Where are you from?"

He then made a gesture, and the people around him skillfully formed their formations. They could tell that he was a foreigner.

Damn, there really is a fish that slipped through the net.

However, Chen Lang suddenly transformed himself and took out a Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The flag bearer was shocked, "How come you have one too?"

Why is your banner so big?
Why is the color different from ours?
Several people were confused. They had just joined the Pingtian Sect not long ago and had never left the city. They had been searching for monks inside.

"You are faking it, right?"

A Taoist priest was skeptical and reached out to grab Chen Lang's banner. He took it to look at it. It looked quite intimidating.

The key point is that the people who raise flags are usually organized into small teams, but Chen Lang is alone, which is very suspicious.

Moreover, when the city was first locked, there were indeed monks carrying white flags and pretending to be flag-raisers who wanted to escape, so we had to be on guard.

"Don't touch it. You've never seen a blood banner before? Are you that bad?"

Chen Lang waved the flag casually, and a hundred ghosts rushed out instantly, leaving several people stunned.

After another moment, he took back the dead soul, "This is called the Blood Banner, do you recognize it now?"

"I know you, I know you."

The leader finally remembered that when he joined the army, that guy had talked to them about some stuff, but it went in one ear and out the other, but he had a vague impression of the word "blood flag".

He immediately showed respect, "Young Master, which side of the soul master are you from?"

"Southern sect."

"Oh." The man who raised the flag nodded. He had never heard of it, so he tactfully stopped asking.

Chen Lang asked, "Do you know where your headquarters is? Take me there."

"I know, but I have a mission," said the flag-raising man.

"Your task now is to take me there."

"But we are arresting a wanted criminal." The flag-raiser made an excuse to refuse. He was not familiar with Chen Lang, and besides, why should he take him over without paying?

Collecting souls here will earn you spirit stones.

Chen Lang took a glance and struck the flag-raising man to death with a bolt of lightning.

Then, he took out his white flag and his own blood flag, and waved them casually, turning the dead souls over.

Number of layers +105.

This action stunned the three thugs who followed him. They immediately got goosebumps and knelt down hurriedly, "Sir, spare my life!"

Chen Lang didn't kill them either. "Now there are no missions. Can you help me with something?"

"Okay, right away, right away!"

The three thugs were trembling with fear. Oh my god, is this the Pingtian Sect? They are indeed demons who kill without blinking an eye. They suddenly felt a little regretful that they had joined them for a little money.

"Uncle, goodbye." Chen Lang waved to the old man and left the yard with the three thugs.

"Ah, goodbye." The old man's face was pale and his gestures were stiff.

But just after leaving the yard, Chen Lang looked up and suddenly saw a large dark cloud coming, full of murderous aura.

"No need to look for it, I'm here."

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(End of this chapter)