My cultivation script went astray

Hearing this, Wuya's followers were speechless.

Do you think what you are saying sounds right?

Since the ancestral artifacts have been revealed, lunatics are willing to go in. They want to have some luck, and they are not here to be cannon fodder.

"Those who are willing to go will be given a thousand spiritual stones."

Wu Ya said: "Don't worry, even though she has the ancestral weapon, I won't take care of you. I will give you strength and blessings later. If you are defeated after entering, I will lead you out."

Family battles are inevitable, and it would be useful for him to find out the opponent's trump card early.

The followers did not respond immediately and were hesitant. The name of "ancestral weapon" was too fierce. Although they were all from the same sect and could not kill each other according to the sect's rules, what could they do if something happened?

When the outer disciples were performing their missions, something happened to not just one or two of them.

"Three thousand."

Wuya didn't dissuade him, he just made a ruthless offer.

"I'll go," said one of the followers.

The price of three thousand spirit stones is equivalent to seven or eight outing missions, more than a year's salary of the sect's spirit stones, and it is necessary to fight for killing dozens of Pingtian Cult alchemists.

"I'll go with you." Another disciple in the early stage of foundation building came forward. Facing the golden elixir level magic weapon, he was not sure of victory, but he was quite sure that Wuya could rescue them. After all, the name of Elder Qing was there.

"Okay, you leave the circle, and I will bless you with the Buddha's light staff to protect your souls."

He raised the wooden Zen staff, tapped it lightly between their eyebrows, coated it with a layer of dark golden light, and then let them walk out.

"You can release your soul power and let her discover it.

Once she is pulled into the illusion, fight her directly without holding back. "

The two of them did as they were told, and sure enough, within ten seconds, they fell into a trance, closed their eyes, and the light between their eyebrows began to flicker.

"Senior brother, were they captured by Xuantian Realm?" someone asked.

This is really a weird magic weapon. If you don't see it, if you meet it outside, you don't know how it died.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen."

Wuya picked up the Zen staff and placed it between their eyebrows to stabilize their souls.

But soon, he raised his eyebrows slightly, because the light became unstable again, which meant that the two of them were about to be unable to hold on.

"We haven't seen each other for a year. This Yan Xue'e's methods are much better."

Wu Ya was slightly surprised. He had fought with Yan Xue'e and knew her methods very well.

Suddenly, he smiled faintly, "Have you been discovered? Do you want to forcibly cut off the contact?"

With a serious expression on his face, he placed the Zen staff on the ground with a bang, made seals with both hands, and two small swords flew out from his fingertips, stabbing the two disciples between their eyebrows.

"out!"

Then, his body shook and he took two steps back.

The light between the two disciples' eyebrows went out.

A group of followers were stunned.

"Mistake, don't talk to me during the casting!" Wu Ya patted his sleeves with a dark face.

Yan Xue'e is really becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and I don't know what new tricks she has come up with. I am afraid she will be ranked in the top five this time.

But I won't let you succeed so easily.

"Yes, yes, yes." The attendant responded. It was rare for the boss to be embarrassed.

"One more time, which one of you will go?" Wu Ya said.

The followers were silent and unwilling to go.

"Five thousand." Wuya offered the price.

People are coming to your door, so there is no reason not to fight back.

If Yan Xue'e's methods are not defeated now, he might also be pulled into the Xuantian Map by then.

Still no one responded.

Wuya frowned slightly, when did you become so loud? Don’t you even look down on five thousand spirit stones? Suddenly, he remembered that he forgot to remind:

"Don't worry, they just have their souls imprisoned, they are not dead. After the ancestor worship is over, I will see her and ask her to release them."

"Oh." The attendant was relieved.

"I come."

"And I."

Wuya picked three more people, all of whom were monks with solid foundations and good qualifications.

The three of them walked out of the circle, and not long after, they were locked by Xuantian Tu again.

This time Wu Ya was well prepared. He held a sword in his left hand and a talisman in his right hand, ready to suppress them at any time. But before he could take action, the three of them were detained.

Seeing the three of them turned into zombies, lying on the ground, he was speechless for a moment.

Is it that fast?

"Senior brother, me!"

"Me me me!"

Without waiting for reminder, five or six more people were ready to be cannon fodder.

This spiritual stone is so profitable!

I'm not afraid that my eldest brother won't give me the money afterwards. Otherwise, with this style of work, how could so many people be willing to follow him?

"Forget it, your cultivation is too weak, don't go and die." Wu Ya refused.

The main reason is that his pockets are a bit unbearable, that's not how spiritual stones are used.

"It's a bit interesting."

Wuya squinted his eyes. If nothing unexpected happened, not only him, but other families were also facing the same situation. There were not many people who could cover up the secrets of heaven and resist the power of Xuantiantu.

At this time, someone next to him called him.

"Wuya, do you also have someone who has lost his soul?"

The man speaking was a man in green clothes holding a ruler, it was Zhou Yuanxing. There were not many people around him, including Fang Shao and a little fat man, each supporting an unconscious fellow student.

"Yes, I hurt several people." Wu Ya said.

"Xuan Tian Tu?"

"Well, the other party may have a master." Wu Ya judged that he suspected that someone was joining forces with Yan Xue'e.

"Maybe? Didn't you send someone there? Didn't you figure it out?" Zhou Yuanxing was surprised.

"They were suppressed too quickly, and I didn't rescue them." Wu Ya couldn't save his face. He didn't know what means the other party used. He sent five people in successively, but didn't get any information.

"She went a little too far." Zhou Yuanxing said, "Her opponent is us, and we shouldn't attack these people."

Wu Ya snorted coldly, "This Yan Xue'e, hasn't she always been so shameless."

"I'll go and take a look." Fang Shao said.

"Don't act rashly. After all, Xuantiantu is her domain. So many people have fallen." Zhou Yuanxing rejected, "Just find her real body and let her release them."

"I'm sure I can get out of trouble." Fang Shao said, "I just want to help you see who is teaming up with her."

"Okay."

...

Chen Lang stood in the chaotic space, surrounded by various portraits.

"Is it okay? Do you want to continue?" The voice of the girl with twin ponytails came, very excited.

Chen Lang's fighting power was beyond her expectations. So far, he has killed more than 30 people, almost eliminating one-third of the participants in the ancestor worship.

"Yes." Chen Lang responded.

"How long can you hold on? Tell me if you can't hold on."

"You shouldn't ask such sensitive questions." Chen Lang said.

From time to time, someone appeared, and he immediately killed them with a thunderbolt. If one thunderbolt didn't work, then two thunderbolts, and if two thunderbolts didn't work, then he would kill them with all his strength.

Anyway, he had the Three Life Plate to restore his strength. Are there many people? The more the better.

"Is this thing of yours a magic weapon?" Outside, the girl with twin ponytails also realized that something was wrong. She knew the whole picture of the Xuantian Diagram. She thought that the golden disc on her right hand was some kind of magical power of Chen Lang before, but now the more she looked at it, the weirder it was. It was more like a magic weapon.

Am I so powerful in controlling the ancestral weapon? Even magic weapons can be sent in.

"The people who are detained are a bit weak, so let's catch those families." Chen Lang did not answer her question, "I will suppress them together."

"That sounds good." Yan Xue'e said, "You have seen their methods before, and they can't be detained."

"That's because you are weak."

Chen Lang casually killed a confused disciple who was detained and turned him into a painting.

At the same time, he was also observing these "portraits". According to Yan Xue'e, they were all souls whose intelligence was temporarily suppressed and were in a half-life and half-death state. As long as they were not released, these people would be imprisoned forever.

But Chen Lang always felt that the method was inexplicably familiar.

Suddenly, he remembered it, so he closed his eyes and silently recited the Soul Control Heart Sutra.

So, these portraits were no longer chaotic, and they spread out into a circle, forming a rotating ring around Chen Lang.

Chen Lang opened his eyes suddenly.

"Fuck, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"