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Others came over after seeing the noise.

The first to come was Elder Yanzhi, who was also conscientious and responsible. He left the group of disciples who scolded him behind and came to dissuade them.

"Elder Zhong, no!"

The Tianjian Sect and the Pingtian Sect had been at peace for many years. Even if they were to go to war, this was the worst time. They would definitely suffer a great loss.

Other masters from other sects came, waiting for them to fight!

Seeing that they would not listen to his advice, Elder Yanzhi waved his hand and slapped the barrier with one palm, trying to blast a crack and send the two away. As long as they left, it would be over.

As a result, he did not break through the barrier, but was targeted by Zhong Haoran.

Zhong Haoran held a brush in one hand to attack the seal, and slapped Elder Yanzhi with the other palm, knocking him back.

"Your cultivation is not enough, stay away." Zhong Haoran said.

Elder Yanzhi smiled bitterly. What should he do? Zhong Haoran was stimulated. He took action. Who could stop him?

Finally, he saw the old man in a hemp robe coming, and he felt relieved, so he temporarily retreated.

The Tianjian Sect Master came and stood aside, but did not take action.

Soon, the old man riding a green ox also came. He stood outside the sect gate, attracting more attention.

A rumbling sound rang out, and a man drove an ancient chariot, rolling from the void, stopped in the sky, and looked at Zhong Haoran.

Several other figures appeared immediately, including Zhou Tianzheng, Elder Shi, Elder Qing, etc., all familiar figures.

Even vaguely, there was someone staring from a farther distance, making the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests silent.

"Zhong Haoran, what are you going to do?"

Elder Qing's face changed, "He's not dead, why are you so anxious?"

The old woman of Shennv Peak could not sit idly by. If Zhong Haoran ignited the war, the consequences would be disastrous. She also comforted him, "Fellow Daoist Zhong, if Pingtian Sect wants people, let them go first. I will go with you to attack later."

"I gave you a chance."

Zhong Haoran responded indifferently. He had asked to attack, but only Zhou Tianzheng responded, and they parted unhappily in the end. Do you have to listen to their nonsense again?

"Hahaha, Xiao Ming, you can't just stand by and watch." On the ancient chariot, the man looked at the Tianjian Sect Master, "Do you want to take action? This seat has hated the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls for a long time. Today, we are rarely together. When will we kill him?"

"Then you take action, and I will help you." Tianjian Sect Master said.

"That's wrong. This is the Tianjian Sect. I can't take over the main position, right?" The man on the chariot was very persistent. "You go first, I'll help you." The old man riding the green bull said leisurely, "The leader of the Tianjian Sect has always been calm and considerate of the overall situation. Fellow Taoists from the Wuzhong Sect, don't provoke. It's just a small humiliation. Why would the Tianjian Sect go to war because of this?" "Don't talk nonsense here, and don't worry. Once the war starts, you will definitely not be left behind." Zhou Tianzheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The two men came from the Qingmu Sect and the Wuzhong Sect, respectively. They were both well-known and large sects. No matter what they said, they were here to add fuel to the fire and wished they would get into war. Once the war started, they would retreat and protect themselves, and wait for the right time to come and plunder and divide the Tianjian Sect's legacy. As for why it was not the Pingtian Sect? Because the Pingtian Sect was an organization based on scattered cultivators and alchemists, the top leaders were mysterious and unpredictable, and it was unknown how much property they had. There was too much uncertainty in plundering them, and the benefits were far less than the former. He looked at the sect master worriedly. This matter was too difficult to decide. With the style of the sect master, he would not start a war because of Chen Lang, but he could not stop Zhong Haoran, otherwise he would lose this pillar of the sect, and no matter what he did, it would be wrong.

Zhong Haoran rarely got angry, but once he got angry, even he did not dare to persuade him.

"What? What is there to say?"

The leader of Tianjian Sect said, "Zhong Haoran and I are old friends. Of course I support his decision. When has my Tianjian Sect been bullied by Pingtian Sect?"

But speaking of things, he also used his great supernatural power to convey a message to Zhong Haoran:

"I can only protect you for a quarter of an hour. Break through the seal as soon as possible. If it doesn't work, come back first.

People from Qingmu Sect and Wuzhong Sect have come, and people from Jingang Hall are also lurking nearby.

They are all watching and waiting for us to take action. I need to retain my strength to prevent them from taking advantage of the situation and being unable to help you. You can't delay too long, otherwise something unexpected will happen."

This message was highly encrypted, but someone still heard it. The man on the chariot wanted to add fuel to the fire, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only secretly curse the old man for being slippery.

He calculated that Zhong Haoran couldn't handle it in a quarter of an hour, but gave him a chance and face to avoid the division of the people in Tianjian Sect.

Zhou Tianzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to see a war happen. Zhong Haoran tried his best to rescue Chen Lang and then failed, which was the best ending.

In this way, he would still be the elder of the sect, and he would not be forced to come in person.

However, the old man riding the green bull volunteered, "Zhong Haoran, you love your disciples so much, and I really admire you. I will help you today, no need to thank you, and no need to worry about cause and effect."

After that, he took action, waving the whip in his hand, slapping towards Chen Lang who was in confinement, but halfway turned into a wisp of silk, entangled in Chen Lang's brow, trying to pull out the flame mark.

The old man of the green bull broke the balance, making the flame mark become blazing in an instant, and wisps of blood mist appeared above Chen Lang's head, condensing into a human form.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Souls is about to appear!

"My Tianjian Sect's affairs, do you need an old man from the Qingmu Sect to intervene!"

Elder Shi scolded, he stretched out his hand and blocked the old man of the green bull, the old man smiled slightly and took it back.

"Forget it. Since someone won't let you help, if you intervene again, it will be my fault." The old man commented, his face full of regret and disappointment.

"Hahaha." The man on the chariot also laughed loudly, "You Tianjian Sect are too spineless. There are so many of us who can help you arrest the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls at any time, but you are so cowardly that you dare not say a word when the enemy is at your doorstep. There is only one Zhong Haoran, who can be regarded as a real hero.

Zhong Haoran, why don't you come to my Wuzhongmen? What's the point of staying in such a Tianjian Sect?"

Zhong Haoran did not answer, but he saw him retract the huge brush and no longer try to erase the seal.

Have you given up? Everyone watched.

But seeing Zhong Haoran lightly rebuked, the brush stood upright, surrounded by rune light, and a few cracks spread from the pen.

In an instant, infinite energy overflowed, the entire Tianjian Sect was sunny, and the blood and darkness were dispelled.

The domain of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls was torn open.

"Zhong Haoran, don't be impulsive!"

Zhou Tianzheng's face suddenly changed. Zhong Haoran wanted to sacrifice his magic weapon to save Chen Lang!

This was extremely unacceptable. For Zhong Haoran, this brush was not a magic weapon, but was branded into his fate, so it was infinitely powerful and reached the realm of saying what the law says.

If this thing was sacrificed, Zhong Haoran would be seriously injured, and Tianjian Sect could not accept such a loss.

"Stray people should stay away." Zhong Haoran said, he was determined.

At this moment, his blockade of Chen Lang also weakened. Chen Lang felt the space loosened and he could speak.

"No need to do this, I surrendered to Pingtian Sect by myself, and you don't need to save me." Chen Lang said.

The leader of the Southern Sect simply kept silent. Anyway, the other party would not believe what he said, and as long as he didn't say it, he would not be wrong.

"You don't need to say it, I am your master." Zhong Haoran said, and continued to sacrifice his life magic weapon.

At this moment, he was very calm. He had also estimated that as long as the magic weapon was sacrificed, the imprint of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls would not last long and could be broken in three breaths.

When the eldest disciple was in trouble, he did not help, and the child left in disappointment.

When the second disciple was in trouble, he did not help, and the child died on the battlefield.

And today, he will take action.

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