Chapter 251 The Net Is Closed

Who will play with him?
Are you kidding? Who would dare to go to such a place? Even the Qin family would have to suffer a lot if they went there and came back.

"It seems that it will be difficult to stop him today." Lu Chen of Qingmu Sect sighed secretly. Holding the ancestral weapon, he has always been invincible, but Chen Lang has more weapons at hand. Fortunately, he is not the only one who has been frustrated. Disciples from other major sects are also unable to do anything to him.

"Damn it! The elders should have taken action earlier. What is there to talk about with the Tianjian Sect?" Another disciple was furious. The Qingmu Sect and Chen Lang had a deep grudge. He thought that the elders of the sect should have stepped forward and killed Chen Lang directly. Why was he afraid of what the Tianjian Sect would do?
If he followed his suggestion that day and the sect leader covered his face, went to the Tianjian Sect to find Chen Lang, slapped him to death and then came back, who would find the clues?

As a result, his master scolded him for being a bastard, having no brains and not considering the overall situation. How is he doing now?
Now no one can beat Chen Lang. He has messed up a good mission. Is this the overall situation they have planned for?
"Then I'll start calling the roll." Chen Lang smiled, holding Qin Yue in his hand, and said, "Remember to open the door later. Don't worry, I will spare your life."

That temple is a good thing and can be used.

Qin Yue looked pale and weak. Several people from Wuzhong Sect had been basically defeated by Chen Lang.

hum!
Suddenly, the door to the void opened wide, thick fog filled the air, and the sound of footsteps was heard.

"I haven't let you drive yet." Chen Lang said.

"I didn't." Qin Yue replied.

Suddenly, a long spear with a red tassel flew out from the door and shot straight at Chen Lang.

The red tasseled spear was extremely powerful. The moment it flew out of the void gate, the air exploded and the divine light was dazzling. Chen Lang threw out the black hairpin fiercely with a force as fast as lightning, but it was still covered by the divine light.

A strong sense of danger surged, and Chen Lang summoned two banners to build a barrier in front of him with his domain. The spear still tore through the domain and almost pierced the entire barrier. The tip of the spear hovered three inches in front of Chen Lang and finally stopped.

"You can enter my Hall of Heroes and leave. You are quite capable." Footsteps were heard, and a man walked out of the void door. He raised his hand and the red tasseled spear returned to his hand.

He held the black hairpin in his hand and looked coldly at Qin Yue who was held in Chen Lang's hand. "The ancestral artifact is life. How is losing the ancestral artifact different from death?"

"Elder." Another weak disciple of Wuzhong Sect said weakly.

The elder of Wuzhongmen appeared?

Disciples from other sects were very surprised. This was not in accordance with the rules. This person was obviously a great cultivator in the Jindan stage. According to the rules of the alliance, he could not interfere in the affairs of disciples like them, otherwise there would be complete chaos.

"Elder, Chen Lang destroyed the ancient monuments and affected our mission. Please try him." A disciple of Qingmu Sect reacted quickly and said quickly.

No matter what, let’s take Chen Lang down first. They will have the final say on whether it’s against the rules or not.

"We can testify to this." Several disciples of the Vajra Hall said at the same time.

"What testimony? A bunch of trash." The elder of Wuzhongmen just commented coldly.

However, he still took action, targeting Chen Lang.

He threw out an ancient palace, which was gray all over and only the size of a palm at first. When it flew towards Chen Lang's head, it was as big as a house.

Without saying a word, Chen Lang took out the Panlong Staff and attacked it fiercely, but the level of this ancient temple was far beyond that of ordinary ancestral artifacts, and it remained motionless.

"Elder of the Wuzhong Gate, you are going too far!"

The Tianjian Sect has been relatively quiet. Chen Lang has been fighting everywhere, making the others feel less present. But after all, they are all disciples of the Tianjian Sect, and it is untenable for elders to bully disciples.

The ruler flew across the sky and knocked the ancient temple crooked. Murong Jing thought for a moment, took out the feather fan and waved it, and the ancient temple was knocked back.

But the man didn't care. He put down the ancient temple, raised the red tasseled spear and stabbed Chen Lang in the back. Chen Lang quickly dived underground to avoid the attack.

"What are you laughing at?" the man asked.

He appeared this time with no other intention but to kill Chen Lang. I believe Chen Lang can sense it.

Chen Lang said, "I thought I haven't even broken through the Jindan stage yet, why has the difficulty increased so much? If it's not because I've become stronger, then is it because you are so weak in the Jindan stage?
As soon as you made your move, I found that your guess was quite accurate.

Brother, is that the Hall of Valor? I want to consider whether it is worth it. "

The man no longer responded. His appearance today was indeed sudden. If he failed to achieve his goal, something bad would happen to him.

The man then looked at the others behind him and said, "Everyone, if you don't want him to leave, lend me your magic weapon."

hum!
The ancient palace suddenly shook and was surrounded by light.

Golden light shot out in all directions, first landing on the bald man in the Vajra Hall, and then on Lu Chen and others in the Qingmu Sect. They understood that this was to borrow the power of their magic weapons.

"for you!"

When it came to dealing with Chen Lang, the disciple of Qingmu Sect was the most decisive. He threw out an ancestral tree, and the pure air was sucked away by the ancient temple along the beam of light.

Then, the golden arhat from the Vajra Hall also appeared. Since someone was willing to help, they naturally helped and detained Chen Lang.

"They are all good stuff." Chen Lang considered withdrawing.

However, at this moment no one noticed that there was a barrier lake near the mountains, and an old man was sitting by the lake.

He had been sitting during the previous battle, and until this moment, he finally stood up and looked from afar.

"It's time to close the club."

"Bait or no bait, it's all the same."

……

An old man suddenly appeared in the chaotic battlefield.

He stood at the location of the ancient temple, grabbed the eaves of the temple with one hand, and pulled it hard.

"Ok?"

The man who was the owner of the ancient temple noticed it first. When he turned around, he found that someone was trying to steal his magic weapon.

"Are there any other experts?" he was surprised.

Isn't your method of stealing other people's magic weapons too childish?

But the next moment, his face changed drastically, because the ancient palace shrank rapidly, and the connection between him and this magic weapon was severed without any warning!
Then, the old man took the shrunken ancient temple, opened his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach.

The face of the Wuzhongmen elder changed from shock to horror.

But the old man's eyes began to bleed, countless wrinkles appeared on his face, and his facial features twisted as if they were melting, and finally fell off. It was a fake face.

A rather handsome face appeared, with blood flowing from his eyes and mouth. He smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to drag along the light connecting to the other ancestral artifacts.

"Come all over."

As he dragged, the ancestral artifacts connected to the ancient temple began to fly towards him uncontrollably.

"Come back!" The Qingmu Sect disciple shouted and tried to control the Ancestral Tree, but to no avail. The Ancestral Tree began to shrink, and the young old man opened his mouth and swallowed it.

This scene was really horrifying. It was already incredible enough that Chen Lang could fight against so many of them alone, so how come there came another person who could swallow the ancestral weapon alive?
"Spit it out!"

The elder of Wuzhongmen had no intention of dealing with Chen Lang. Although the ancient temple was not the Hall of Heroes, it was also a top-notch treasure. Just as he said, as long as the ancestral artifact is alive, it will also be lost. He came behind the young old man and shot him in the back.

"Come again!"

Blood was oozing from the corner of the old man's mouth, but he only attacked and did not defend. He pierced his heart with a red-tasseled spear and grabbed the toes of the golden arhat in the Vajra Hall.

This is an absolutely high-level ancestral weapon, named "Wuxiang". Except for the pen that was defeated by Zhong Haoran, it is invincible.

"Big!" The bald man in the Vajra Hall was nervous. His whole body was tense and he was terrified like never before, causing the golden body of Arhat to quickly enlarge.

"Small."

The young old man was also chanting, and the magic weapon seemed to listen to him more. It quickly shrank to the size of his mouth and was swallowed by him again.

"Ah!" The bald man screamed miserably, his eyes went blind and blood spurted out.

After swallowing several ancestral artifacts in a row, the young old man looked around and locked onto several people from the Tianjian Sect.

(End of this chapter)