Chapter 212 Big Crisis

Chen Lang encountered some trouble this time.

He used the earth escape talisman and moved sideways twice, successfully leaving the city and coming to the wilderness.

But the next moment, the three figures also followed, and they also had teleportation talismans.

"Where are you running to?"

Two young Jindan cultivators rushed over with their palms spread out, both of which were engraved with formations, covering Chen Lang like a big net.

Chen Lang activated the earth escape talisman again. He could still deal with Lu Ming alone, but it would be a pipe dream to think he could deal with three more!
Unfortunately, the opponent had a means of tracking, and his speed was extremely fast. After using more than a dozen earth escape talismans in a row, Chen Lang no longer dodged.

A wave of waves surged, and the old man from another world also came. He looked at Chen Lang and said, "It's useless. It looks like you have a lot of treasures. You should give them to us so that they can be put to good use in your remaining life."

In the end, even Lu Ming caught up. He would never let Chen Lang go no matter what. He wanted to see the corpse even if he died.

"You like chasing very much, don't you?" Chen Lang said.

After that, he took out a bronze bell.

"It looks like another treasure." The old man smiled.

But Lu Ming next to him was staring at the bell in Chen Lang's hand, feeling that it seemed familiar. It was not until Chen Lang poured his true energy into the bell that he suddenly remembered and quickly stepped back.

"Come on, since you want to chase me, then I'll send you to death together." Chen Lang put all the swords, talismans, etc. into the storage ring. Facing an opponent of this level, those methods were ineffective.

Then, he swallowed the second Nine Revolutions Pill, and the power of the curse began to take effect. His skin cracked, his bones and flesh disappeared, and turned into ashes and floated away.

Then, he stopped running away and rushed towards these Jindan monks.

"Very courageous. You are worthy of being the fruit of Tao chosen by the adults." A young man commented.

Then, his face changed and he found similar cracks appearing on his body. His true essence was rapidly depleting as if it was on fire, and his cultivation was also collapsing.

"what?!"

"Oh no! This is a punishment from heaven!" The foreign old man let out a strange cry and ran faster than anyone else. At the same time, he shouted to the other two young men, "Retreat quickly! Stay away from him."

For a moment, the three Jindan monks who were chatting and laughing also became nervous. The old man was still frightened and could not hide the surprise in his eyes, "A magical weapon that can bring down heavenly punishment? To punish yourself? Who invented this stupid thing?"

At the same time, he reminded the two people next to him to keep a distance from Chen Lang and not to act rashly, because under the heavenly punishment, all beings are equal, and even they dare not provoke him.

"This is the Cursed Bell." Lu Ming said. The bad news is that this thing is very fierce and has a terrifying name. A Nascent Soul cultivator was killed by it in the past, and no news has been heard about it in many years.

But the good news is that unexpectedly, this evil bell was in Chen Lang's hands, and he activated it.

Then Chen Lang is definitely going to die this time.

“You are a genius to be chosen by the immortal. But how can you give up on yourself when you die in the battle?” The old man from a foreign land said that heavenly punishment can not only kill people, but it may also have an impact on the results of the Tao after death.

However, Chen Lang rushed towards him.

The old man from the foreign land quickly retreated, kept a distance from Chen Lang, and looked at him coldly. This was not bad, he didn't even have to take action.

"You can only run away?" Chen Lang said, "Luckily you are Jindan cultivators, but you are quite weak in that foreign land."

The foreign elder was very sober and ignored Chen Lang's provocation. He turned his head and said to the others, "Don't make any rash moves. Keep your distance from him and wait for him to die before collecting the Dao Fruit."

Lu Ming sneered, things have changed, and you have come to this day.

"What are you laughing at? Are you happy being an orphan?" Chen Lang said.

Lu Ming stopped laughing.

However, Chen Lang was facing the most serious crisis in his life at this moment. His body was constantly breaking down and repairing itself, but he knew very well that the curse of this broken bell would only work for half an hour at most, and by then he would be in trouble.

He couldn't fight with these people, as he would be killed instantly if he fought. This time, his opponent was much stronger than him. It would be too late to rush back to Tianjian Sect. It took him a day to come here, so even if he went back quickly, it would be too late.

Then we have to get rid of them during this period of time!
Both of Chen Lang's hands were glowing, and he was in a slashing posture, carrying an extremely sharp sword aura, slashing at the foreign old man.

laugh!
The foreign old man was hit, his face changed, and he stepped back one after another, "Good boy, it really is the fluctuation I felt that day."

"There are so many talented people on this continent. It's hard to imagine that a cultivator who has established his foundation can wield magical powers of this level. Your Taoist fruit must be extremely delicious." The old man from a foreign land was very happy.

Chen Lang said nothing and tried again to target the other two young monks and attack them, but they listened to his advice and ran away as soon as they were hit, giving Chen Lang no chance to get close.

This seemed very strange to outsiders. Four Jindan-level masters were being chased and beaten by a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, and they didn't even dare to fight back.

However, there were no outsiders or spectators here; everyone was here to kill him.

However, several people also noticed something unusual and looked very surprised. "Something is not right. How could this person resist for so long? This is a punishment from heaven!"

"Without this ability, would he be noticed by the immortal?" another young man asked.

"Give up. Facing absolute strength, all these little tricks of yours are useless." The foreign old man said, "I have always only caught golden elixir-level Dao fruits. You should be content that you let me do it myself."

Chen Lang thought carefully and felt that he might lose his life today.

Moreover, this second Nine Revolutions Pill would probably be useless. In this kind of battle, even the Cursed Bell would hardly be of any use.

Damn it, I should have died earlier, it’s a pity.

Suddenly, in the distance, a small boat sailed across the blue sky and landed on a nearby hill.

Some people got off the boat.

First there was a man and a woman, both very young. The man had long flowing hair and the woman had a black veil covering her face.

"Foreign running dogs! You run so fast! I finally found you!" the woman shouted coldly.

This was tantamount to revealing one's identity directly. The foreign old man and the two young men were fine as they were not surprised by the arrival of this person. However, Lu Ming frowned again and no longer had the heart to wait. He was afraid of missing another opportunity, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Kill him!"

Lu Ming rushed forward, but the male cultivator with a sword stepped forward and stopped him.

"You four are fighting against a cultivator who is still in the foundation-building stage. Tsk, do you have the nerve to do that?"

"Aren't you also building your foundation?" Lu Ming said coldly. He saw that the other party had completed the foundation building process, although his aura was very solid.

But that doesn’t matter. He will kill Chen Lang today. Whoever tries to stop him will die.

"Heh." The male cultivator with the sword chuckled and said nothing more. With the sword shining brightly, he fought with Lu Ming.

Soon, Lu Ming's face changed. Where did this expert come from? Or has my cultivation level dropped to this level?

This male cultivator was ridiculously strong, and all his moves were accompanied by named magical powers. He saw the body of the Wuzhong Sect, and even the sword secret of the Tianjian Sect.
The female cultivator with a black veil on her face was also very decisive. She was also in the Perfect Foundation Establishment Stage, but she was fighting one against two, using top-level secret techniques to fight with the two young men from foreign lands.

"Where are you from? We have no intention of making enemies with you." The two young men from foreign countries felt something was not good. What they feared most was delaying time. The longer it dragged on, the more people would come, which would be extremely disadvantageous to them.

If this continues, not only will they fail to successfully hunt for the Dao Fruit, but they themselves will be in mortal danger.

"It does not matter."

The female cultivator sneered, rubbing her hands with magical powers, and blasted the two people to death, "It's enough that you are from a foreign land. If you have the guts, come and hunt for my Dao Fruit!"

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(End of this chapter)