My cultivation script went astray

When the six banners came out at the same time, all objections and doubts disappeared.

The Western helmsman, Eagle, and other soul masters all stared silently at the blood banner in front of Chen Lang. They were wrapped in the blood banner and let the wind roll the banner and slap their faces.

They had all heard that there was a strange man who was good at holding banners in the Pingtian Sect, but hearing and seeing were different, especially when they saw that this man was so young and didn't give them any face at all.

They couldn't help but look at Lord Black Sparrow and the lonely banner in his hand.

When Chen Lang took out six blood banners, this contest was meaningless.

It's not afraid of comparing goods, but it's afraid of comparing people. Lord Black Sparrow is one of the most experienced and most profound soul masters. They didn't dare to think about how embarrassed Lord Black Sparrow would be.

"Do you know how I was forced away by the Tianjian Sect back then?" Lord Black Sparrow asked.

"Are you starting to reason?" Chen Lang stared at him.

This sentence made Lord Black Sparrow silent for a long time. He sighed and then said, "Actually, I don't care about this position of leader."

"Then admit defeat honestly."

Lord Black Sparrow said, "I just think that you and I come from the same sect and should fight side by side, but it's funny that we are fighting here."

"Then you have a low sense of humor."

Lord Black Sparrow stabbed the blood flag into the ground, "This child is incorrigible!"

"I didn't ask you to teach me." Chen Lang responded coldly. He just wanted to end the battle as soon as possible. After all, he had just completed the breakthrough. It was painful to break through the realm violently like this.

If there is a next time, he will be able to adapt slowly.

Besides, what's so good about the life experience of a loser of the Tianjian Sect.

The Southern Sect Leader arrived in an instant.

"No fighting flags!"

Chen Lang turned a deaf ear to it. What else can he fight if he doesn't fight flags? The flag is in my hand, and I am the rule.

Lord Black Sparrow waved his hand, and the dead soul flew back. He stood under the suppression of Chen Lang's formation and restrained all his breath.

"Chen Lang, the competition is over, it's time for you to collect it!" The Southern Sect Leader scolded.

"You said it's over, right?" Chen Lang pushed the soul control technique to the limit, constructed a formation, and pulled the pressure to the maximum.

Only the dead will not compete with me for the position of Sect Leader.

Lord Black Sparrow immediately began to drop in realm. He noticed something, and there was no longer any regret in his eyes when he looked at Chen Lang, only endless disappointment, coldness and sharpness.

But his estimate was still too good. The next moment, he felt like a string in his heart broke, and the control of the six blood flags collapsed in an instant, and the dead souls flew all over the sky.

Then, he began to collect the dead souls in the blood flags one by one in an orderly manner. Others noticed that the flame mark on Chen Lang's forehead was bright at this moment, which reminded them of something.

Looking at the Southern Sect Leader himself, they understood that this was the Southern Sect Leader who took over Chen Lang's body and was cleaning up the place.

"The Sect Leader is confused." Eagle watched "Chen Lang" busy collecting souls from the side, and couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong?" The Western leader didn't understand why Lord Eagle was laughing.

The eagle mask quietly approached the Western leader, took another careful look at "Chen Lang", and whispered: "His control of the flag is also quite poor."

The Western leader watched "Chen Lang" frantically collecting souls, and suddenly realized that as soon as the Southern leader took over the body, the formation constructed by the six blood flags collapsed. The more chaotic it is now, the bigger the gap between him and Chen Lang.

Seeing that the leader is also so bad, they feel much more comfortable. It turns out that it's not that they are bad, but that this person is too strong.

It took nearly half an incense stick of time for the Southern leader to return the dead souls to their original positions and return several blood flags to their original owners. Finally, he returned to his original spirit and released the restrictions on Chen Lang.

Lord Black Sparrow was unharmed, but his face was very dark, and he sat back without saying a word.

"You might as well let me do it." Chen Lang got rid of the control and rubbed his wrist and said.

The Southern leader broke the big defense. He is a Jindan cultivator. How could he not know what these subordinates are saying and thinking?

But he was the leader, he had to stay calm. These people were all vying to be the leader, but they didn't know how much pressure it would take to be a leader.

"Don't argue, let the queen decide."

This time, the Southern Leader was very straightforward, offering a small round mirror and chanting a spell.

Soon, the mirror turned bloody, and blood mist filled the air, revealing the ghost mask inside.

"Meet the queen."

Many soul masters knelt down and saluted, but two did not kneel, one was Chen Lang, and the other was Lord Black Sparrow, who was busy sulking.

"It's like this, the master of the ceremony died, and the grand ceremony will begin again." The Southern Leader recounted the whole thing, but omitted the process of the previous contest.

After all, there are so many masters in the Lotus Branch, and it's embarrassing that they can't take down Chen Lang.

"Isn't it just a leader position?" The queen seemed very interested, and the pupils in the mask stared at Chen Lang, who was covered in blood, "I have a way."

"Please arrange it, queen." The Southern Leader bowed.

"Fighting and killing are too boring. Some things are destined by heaven. You two should draw lots. Luck is also a part of strength, isn't it?"

"How to draw?" Lord Black Sparrow stood up, his heart skipped a beat. With the Queen's style of doing things, the best solution is for her to not care about anything, because once she cares about things, everyone will suffer.

Even the high-ranking officials of Pingtian Sect rarely see the Queen's true body. An old leader who had worked in Pingtian Sect for 60 years and retired smoothly once gave a summary. In the eyes of the Queen, there are only two types of people:

One is a tool, and the other is a plaything.

What will we be? Lord Black Sparrow was thinking.

Two beams of light fell from the sky, projecting two round shapes on the ground, filled with a faint blood color.

"Choose one each, one dies and one lives, the dead will be reincarnated, and the living will serve." The voice of the empress came.

"..."

Everyone felt cold in their hearts. This was really simple and rough.

They couldn't help but feel lucky that they had been eliminated long ago. If they had come to this point, they would not have had time to quit.

"You two, choose." The Southern Sect Leader looked at Chen Lang and Lord Black Sparrow. At this point, he could do nothing.

Lord Black Sparrow had a stern face and stared at the two beams of light. After a moment, he stepped to the left.

But soon, he retreated because he felt a strong sense of danger and murderous intent.

Then, he moved one step to the right, but the premonition in his heart was exactly the same.

Two beams of blood light were projected from the thick clouds, very close to each other, and there was no difference.

He couldn't help but wonder, is there really one way to survive?

At this moment, he finally regretted it. He shouldn't have thought about being a leader, and he wouldn't have been forced to this point. He still wanted to live. He had a lot of things to do and many goals that had not been achieved.

"Don't you want to leave?" Chen Lang said.

"You go first." Lord Black Sparrow said.

Of course, he didn't have any fluke mentality. If Chen Lang chose one, the other light would definitely shine on his head immediately, and he wouldn't let him slip through.

The result was the same, but he really didn't want to choose.

"Okay." Chen Lang nodded, then suddenly stretched out his right arm, strangled Lord Black Sparrow's neck, and dragged him into the beam of light on the left.

Lord Black Sparrow was still thinking, without any reaction time. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in the beam of light.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, back, and neck.

The blood light shone calmly.

"I'm not dead." Lord Black Sparrow panted.

But, is this the result?

The Southern Sect Leader and the others were very surprised. They did not expect Chen Lang to make such a decision. However, they soon realized that if both of them were alive, it meant that Chen Lang's choice was right. The next step was to sentence Lord Black Sparrow to death or to do it again. It was all up to the Queen to decide, but at least Chen Lang had taken the lead.

If both of them were to die, then the Queen would definitely not kill them both, otherwise who would be the Sect Leader?

What a smart man.

The Southern Sect Leader secretly sighed. He basically gave up his plan for this person. He could not deal with him at all, whether in terms of strength or means.

But the next moment, Chen Lang made another decision that shocked everyone.

He dragged Lord Black Sparrow again and rushed towards another beam of light.

This time it was only a moment of silence, and then their bodies collapsed at the same time, shattering like porcelain, and their skin was covered with cracks.

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