Chapter 270 Big Move
"Then we should keep it together." Master Qin said, "It can become a part of the Dirty Fire Magical Power."

"You have to take him down first." Zhong Haoran said.

"My Qin family elder is not that bad, but I am increasingly looking forward to seeing what methods he can use." Hall Master Qin smiled. Forcing Chen Lang to use his methods was his original purpose.

The battle below suddenly became fierce.

The seven ancient fire beasts were surrounded by flames and attacked many elders, but at this moment, Chen Lang was thinking about something.

When the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord was explaining the ancient art of obscene fire to him, he already had some understanding of the magical powers that could be performed. In his memory, he knew of a magical power called "Demonic Fire Spreading Across the Prairie", which was the method he had just performed.

But unfortunately, the hall master Lao Deng seemed to know how to do it and cracked it.

However, it seemed that he had another magical power, called Thousand Miles of Ice. Unfortunately, before he could receive it completely, Baimian Laodeng suddenly went crazy.

This made him unsure whether he could perform it.

It's really not the right time to die.

However, even if the magical power is complete, it cannot be used now, after all, the energy bar is not enough.
The Three Lives Disk mark under the giant beast's feet was spinning silently.

"Close the net!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout in my ear, and I saw countless lines covering down from the sky and interweaving into a net. They were some white silk threads, but there was some red stuff stuck on them, making them look a little mottled.

The silk thread fell on the real body of the ancient fire beast and stuck to it instantly. Somehow, several elders broke through the attack of the ancient beast's clone and found its real body. They pulled one end of the thread around it and trapped him underneath with the interwoven net.

The beast raised its claws and tried to tear it apart, but the web was extremely flexible, and flames erupted, burning everything.

"Reverse the true essence and activate the Dao entry technique!"

An elder shouted softly, and then the seven elders sat down cross-legged, restraining their true energy, with a dignified and sacred look, forming a seal with their left hand, while their right hand tightly grasped one end of the big net, and used the strength of their physical bodies to forcibly suppress the ancient fire beast.

They had suffered a loss once, so they were well prepared this time, and the evil fire that spread across the land was ineffective.

What was even more bizarre was that the red threads on the white web cut into the hard skin of the ancient fire beast and actually began to penetrate inward. Chen Lang only felt that his restless primitive blood was locked up, and there were signs of releasing the beast state.

"Chen Lang, this is the blood of the White Eyebrows. In the ancient era of immortals, it was the nemesis of the obscene fire." Elder Qingyue said with a smile.

She spoke calmly, her hands moving constantly. Some silk ribbons fell and wrapped around the outside of the net.

"No need to explain to him." Another elder was furious. Using the family's torture instruments to punish a foreigner was enough to punish him.

"It's really hard to deal with him." The armored elder patted the dust off his body, "By the way, what is the original strength of this kid?"

"It has not yet formed a pill."

"Damn it, it's so difficult to deal with a foundation-building kid. Don't tell anyone when we're done today, otherwise my life on the road will be in vain." The armored elder continued to curse.

Elder Qingyue, with silver hair, squatted on the ground, looking into the eyes of the huge ancient beast in front of him. He watched as its shape became increasingly blurred and was about to return to its original form.

"Can you be quiet for a while? The hall master is obsessed with the ancient art of obscene fire. You won't be in any danger." She spoke softly, comforting Chen Lang.

"Then is your Qin family safe?" Chen Lang suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?" Elder Qingyue was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, his seven clones around him rioted, and their huge bodies swept away everything. Houses were overturned and magic circles collapsed.

"Run away!"

Many Qin family disciples turned pale and retreated one after another.

"Oh no! Why hasn't his clone been destroyed yet?" An elder had a tense expression on his face and was about to go and deal with it.

"Boy! If you continue to be restless, we won't capture you alive!" The armored elder glared at him.

"Don't worry, Baimei's blood has already entered his body, and he will soon degenerate into his true form. Let's deal with these clones first." Elder Qingyue looked at those clones. Those deacons and disciples would definitely not be able to deal with them. If they didn't do anything, the family would suffer heavy casualties.

The seven elders turned around and used their secret techniques and magical powers. The void gate opened, a phantom of fire appeared, and sword beams gathered, killing several clones one after another.

On this side, under the giant net, the giant beast became increasingly blurred, and finally a ball of fire suddenly emerged, and Chen Lang appeared in human form.

After killing the clones, several elders rushed over and found that Chen Lang had escaped. They were shocked and asked, "How did you escape?"

"The hole in the net is a bit big." said Chen Lang.

The elder was stunned for a moment, looking at the nets scattered on the ground and the net openings that could pass a carriage, it seemed to be true.

"It doesn't matter. He has been stained with White Eyebrow's blood and can't transform for the time being." Elder Qingyue said.

Elder Mu also came. He had just finished adjusting the situation and did not expect that the problem had been solved. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well done."

After releasing his ancestral form, Chen Lang is just an ordinary cultivator.

"How to deal with it?" asked the armored elder.

“Hall Master?” Elder Mu raised his head and looked up into the air and asked.

But the first to look over was Zhong Haoran, along with countless sharp swords.
The swords locked onto the seven elders, ignoring space and defense. However, when they reached the center of their brows and were about to pierce their heads, a crack appeared and swallowed the swords.

“Should we lock his bloodline first? It’s quite dangerous for him to use his bloodline.” Elder Mu touched his forehead.

"Be careful, don't hurt anyone. I still have to pass on the legacy." The hall master responded during the fight, holding sharp golden swords between his fingers.

"Why aren't you leaving? What are you doing!" Zhong Haoran suddenly turned his head. He was also a little angry. Chen Lang should have left and had many opportunities. He knew that Chen Lang's earth escape talisman was different from others.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong, why are you in such a hurry?" The hall master stopped him.

"Your disciple is about to be arrested, aren't you going to stop him?"

Further away, the Qin family ancestor said.

"This is none of my business." The leader of Tianjian Sect smiled and looked indifferent.

"Then can you get off my chariot first?" the Qin family ancestor asked again.

"Where is your chariot?" The Tianjian Sect Master looked down at his feet, "Isn't this mine? Go."

"Shameless guy." Qin Fang was very disdainful, "A thief is a thief, even if he breaks through the Nascent Soul stage."

On the high platform in the distance, there were also many masters watching the battle, but they did not take any action.

"We finally caught him. This obscene fire inheritance is really powerful. I am so envious of it." Elder Aoki Souqiu finished eating a fruit and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

"What else should we do now?" asked the young elder next to him. He had never forgotten the purpose of coming to the banquet, which was to kill Chen Lang here.

"No need, the Qin family will handle it properly."

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"By the way, what do you want to do with me? Do you have my consent?" said Chen Lang who was standing in place.

"Oh? Do you agree?"

The armored elder asked with a sneer.

"I don't agree." Chen Lang replied.

"That's such a pity. What if you don't agree to this?" The armored elder said with a sly grin. He instantly appeared behind Chen Lang with his hands on his shoulders.

But before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw that his hands turned pitch black and turned into black crystals, just like the thick armor on the body of the ancient fire beast.

"You..." There was a look of astonishment in his eyes, but he could no longer take back his hand on Chen Lang's shoulder. The black crystals were spreading rapidly, and as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he had turned into a sculpture.

The black crystals spread from under Chen Lang's feet in all directions at an explosive speed, freezing everything wherever they covered. The elders who were close to them didn't even have a chance to react and were directly frozen into sculptures.

Elder Mu, who had just finished a rest and rushed over, reacted the fastest. He took a step forward, made a sprinting gesture, and then stayed there. Although he was also frozen, at least his posture was very cool.

The black crystal continued to spread to an area of ​​eight hundred feet before it stopped. The surroundings were quiet, and everyone remained calm and peaceful. Some were chatting and laughing, while others just showed a relaxed expression.

The leaves showed clear veins, like freshly carved sugar flowers, the waves in the pond maintained the shape of the wind, and the whole world entered a quiet black fairy tale.

Chen Lang walked out from under the armored elder's loose hands. His body swayed slightly, and he closed the Three Life Plate in his palm. The power accumulated during the battle had been consumed, and he was now very weak.

"This big move is really expensive."

Even if the San Sheng Disk had been absorbing energy from the beginning to the end, combined with all his own cultivation and the energy absorbed by the last few elders when they destroyed his clone, the San Sheng Disk was about to overflow.

Therefore, when he was caught, it was not when he was in the worst condition, but rather when he was at his best.

Even so, he almost failed to perform this obscene secret technique.

Thousands of miles of ice.

Fortunately, even though the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord went crazy, this move had not been fully passed down and could still be used, and the effect seemed quite good.

Baimian Laodeng is indeed a good person.

In the distance, a figure came running back, holding a bronze bell in his left hand, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his right hand, and a sword on his back.

The figure he got overlapped with Chen Lang. This was a clone that Chen Lang had created before. It did not participate in the entire battle. It went to pick up equipment.

Chen Lang held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and looked up at the sky.

Since it's like this, why not like that?

Anyway, we are here and have already fought.

Chen Lang put away the other items, took out the double banners, looked at the Qin Hall Master on one side, and the Qin Family Patriarch who was being dragged by the Tianjian Sect Master on the other side, and said loudly:
"You guys are a bit too annoying."

"Or, I'll destroy your family."

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(End of this chapter)