Chapter 210 Beginning? Or End?
"kill him!"

At this time, there were many shouts in his ears. More than a dozen people with different cultivation levels came, all of them were above the late stage of foundation building. The coverage area of ​​the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was too large, so it lost some of its power and could not kill all those below the Golden Core stage.

There is no choice but to take drugs.

Chen Lang made a simple calculation and found that the Jindan cultivator's attack was still too strong. At this rate, he would die before he finished killing everyone, and the San Sheng Pan would not be able to save him.

But just as he took out a Nine Revolutions Pill, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing out of his body, filling him with strength, and an unknown force was repairing his injuries.

So Chen Lang broke free and continued to kill.

Click!

He also used thunder and lightning and cooperated with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to kill five or six cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage in an instant.

This frightened the others and they retreated one after another. What kind of terrifying opponent was this?
"You guys step back, block the surroundings, don't let him get away!" Lu Ming shouted, commanding the battle.

"Twin flowers of salvation?"

The white-haired old man's cloudy eyes rolled around, and he felt a special aura on Chen Lang. "The power to save people from adversity, no wonder, is this your reliance?"

"The Yan family's twin flowers of salvation?" Lu Ming gritted his teeth and quickly guessed the source. This is an extremely special and rare elixir that has the effect of breaking down and then rebuilding.

This is one of the Yan family’s treasures. As a family of alchemists, he has tried to buy it several times but failed. Why?
"Father! Don't waste time talking to him, tear him into pieces!" Lu Ming shouted, and the talisman light gathered around him, and he was about to use his ultimate move.

The white-haired old man closed his eyes. In an instant, his face became thinner and sallower, like a zombie, but his aura was terrifyingly strong.

He carried the Panlong Staff, which merged into one, forming a giant prehistoric dragon, and bombarded Chen Lang.

At the same time, Lu Ming's accumulated ultimate move also blasted over.

When Chen Lang saw this, he immediately used the earth escape talisman to escape, but a powerful force pulled him back.

"You can't escape," said the old man.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart, and an area of ​​hundreds of feet in radius was razed to the ground.

……

Chen Lang woke up from his daze and felt that something was missing in his body. He checked and found that the Thunder Pearl was broken. This thing blocked a heavy blow for him.

At the same time, the warm current was also dissipated and could no longer be generated.

The San Sheng Disk was dim in color. Facing such a powerful attack, it did not absorb any energy at all. Even the energy that was stored was dispersed.

He even discovered that the true energy he was circulating no longer contained any evil energy, which was a sign of the collapse of his blood evil body.

But now, the white-haired old man is not much better. He returned to the tower at some point and sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning on a crutch in his right hand. He is very thin and looks like a skeleton.

Seeing Chen Lang standing up again, he sighed softly. This man had too many tricks, one after another.

"I have done my best. You can handle it later."

When Lu Ming saw this, he knew that his father had tried his best and it might have cost him his entire life. He was extremely sad, but Chen Lang started killing again.

Lu Ming began to chase Chen Lang with all his might, but it was obvious that he could not kill Chen Lang instantly by himself.

"Pingtian Sect, my Lu family was ultimately destroyed by the Pingtian Sect." The old man's eyes were dull. Listening to the killing and shouting, he seemed to have seen the end of his family.

Finally, a sharp sword light fell, and Chen Lang was covered in blood, and was chopped to the ground along with the blood flag.

"You don't fight back, is it because you know you're going to die?" Lu Ming was extremely angry and had lost all emotion. He swung his sword again, wanting to kill Chen Lang completely.

Finally, he was going to kill Chen Lang, but he was not happy at all. Was it worth it? He was asking himself and Chen Lang. Perhaps at this moment, he also realized that it was a mistake to target Chen Lang before. He was a madman and not worth targeting.

"No, because I'm not done yet."

Chen Lang took out a Nine Revolutions Pill and swallowed it. His breath began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made Lu Ming extremely surprised and angry.

Chen Lang regained his spirits, and the two banners in his hands absorbed countless dead souls, becoming increasingly darker.

He waved his hand casually, and a black banner covered half of the Lu family, suppressing Lu Ming at the same time. Then he threw another banner into the distance, which landed on a tower and covered the other half of the Lu family.

The black flag began to emit black gas, spreading in all directions. The buildings and streets were instantly plunged into darkness. Some cultivators wanted to pull it out, but before they could get within ten feet, their flesh turned into thick water. Two Jindan masters were here, so nothing could resist that gloomy power.

The Lu family’s presence gradually faded away, and they were almost wiped out.

"Now that I'm done, the battle can begin." said Chen Lang.

Is this the beginning? Or the end?
Lu Ming looked into the distance but was powerless to save him. He looked dazed and his mind was numb. He had nothing left but to kill Chen Lang.

"What kind of enemy have you made?" The white-haired old man sighed deeply. When he was about to pass away, his family, for which he had invested countless efforts, passed away first. How sad it was.

kill.

Lu Ming burned his blood and energy and continued to fight with Chen Lang.

But Chen Lang was in much better condition and was also fighting hard, mainly because he was worried that once his injuries were healed, the Nine Revolutions Pill would become ineffective.

"Go and accompany them." Lu Ming took back the Fengming Furnace and the Panlong Staff. The Qianlong Formation was running in the air, with wind and thunder raging. It was supposed to be a thrilling battle, but there were no spectators. There were only the three of them.

However, he underestimated Chen Lang's methods.

A flash of sword light slashed across, as bright as the stars in the sky. Countless swords, nails, and even wooden boards flew out from the ruins and flames of war, all surrounded by astonishing sword aura, rushing towards them.

The second level of the Sword Technique!
Lu Ming couldn’t see Chen Lang clearly anymore. In a trance, he felt that Chen Lang didn’t look like a cultivator at the foundation-building stage at all. He was even more terrifying than some Jindan elders.

However, with the support of the Fengming Furnace, the Panlong Staff and the Qianlong Formation, he was now extremely powerful and invincible. It was not difficult for him to take this move, but it was difficult to kill Chen Lang.

However, he immediately sensed a dangerous aura, which even penetrated the protection of his three magical weapons, but still made him feel a hint of fatal threat.

Chen Lang threw down his sword, put away the San Sheng Plate, clasped his hands together, and his body collapsed with a crackling sound. A force like the opening of heaven and earth gathered between his palms.

Then, Chen Lang chopped down vertically with his bare hands.

There was no gorgeous effect, no shocking momentum. This aura even bypassed the Fengming Furnace, Panlong Staff, and Qianlong Formation, and directly hit Lu Ming, knocking him away and smashing him heavily to the ground.

Lu Ming was injured, the first time he was injured in the battle.

"How could this happen?" Compared to the injuries he suffered, what hurt him more was that he seemed to have seen the methods used by Chen Lang before.

The secret of the word sword is perfect!
This is the move of Ye Ying, the founder of the Tianjian Sect. It is the top-level Nascent Soul magical power, the most powerful technique in the world. How could he, a foundation-building cultivator, perform it?
Chen Lang also stood where he was and did not come up to finish off the enemy. It was not that he did not want to, but that he had used such an extreme method that his meridians were broken, his internal organs were shattered, and he was completely paralyzed. He had to wait for the Nine Revolutions Pill to repair himself.

But in Lu Ming's view, this was a condescending indifference, as if waiting for him to leave his last words.

"Are you waiting for me to admit my mistake?" Lu Ming said, "I'm not dead yet, it's a little early."

"What are you admitting?"

Chen Lang's injuries gradually improved. He clasped his hands together again and gathered his energy.

"There's nothing to recognize. I still have to continue my mission after killing him."

(End of this chapter)