The five people were full of evil spirits, like demons who came to the world, they drove flying spiritual weapons one after another, and quickly turned into five blood-colored escape lights and flashed, and rushed towards the ancient tower at a very fast speed.

As expected, they encountered along the way, the middle stage of foundation building and late stage of foundation building, and even a monster with great perfect foundation building quickly avoided it, which made them very happy.

Along the way, they just avoided the crowded monsters and some ancient buildings covered with restrictions, and were very fast.

In less than a while, the five monks from the Jisha Sect had already seen the ancient tower towering in the forest, and the speed of the five people slowed down slightly for a while.

"Observe it first to prevent fraud!" The female monk led by the leader said cautiously.

"clear."

The five people let go of their perception and slowly approached the ancient tower. Sure enough, they found that at the entrance of the ancient tower, Ye Lin, covered in blood and was uncovered, was sitting on the back of the buttocks, constantly using various magic and fists to attack Liu Qingqing, the saint of Xuanming Sect, who was wrapped in mana shields.

Not far away from Ye Lin, his cockroach spirit insect was split into pieces, and his head was cut into eight pieces. The white-scaled demon python was also lying on the ground and dying, as if he was about to die at any time.

As for Liu Qingqing's side, six monks are struggling to support their magic shields, and it seems that they may be destroyed by Ye Lin's perverted body at any time.

Ye Lin roared heart-wrenching pain while using his fist as a big sandbag.

"Xiaoqiang, you died so miserably!"

"No matter what reinforcements you have notified, I will kill you on the spot today to avenge my little strong!"

"Xiaoqiang, you have been with me for more than ten years, why did you leave me..."

A series of shrill roars resounded through the sky, revealing Ye Lin's sadness and despair.

At this time, Ye Lin was not only injured but also had unstable breath. He seemed to have the possibility of his magic power at any time and could only rely on his body to fight against the six demon cultivators from the saint of Xuanming Sect.

Seeing this, the five people from the Slayer Sect all blushed and their hearts were beating wildly.

This is definitely a great opportunity!

"Let's take action quickly. If you don't take action, maybe the genius Jiedan from the Blood Shadow Sect will come and pick it up ready!"

"Wait a minute, something is wrong. Since Ye Lin discovered that the saint of Xuanming Sect sent a signal for help, why didn't he escape immediately? Although his cockroach was killed by the saint of Xuanming Sect, his life is more important than the life of a spirit insect!"

"This is what you don't understand. From the information, Ye Lin is completely different from other insect cultivators. Other insect cultivators raise many spirit insects and use them as consumption tools to fight. Ye Lin raises three of them. These three seem to accompany his cultivation career. They have a very deep relationship and are no different from their own brothers."

"Now that cockroach is killed and the white snake is dying. Ye Lin is probably crazy. Now he just wants to kill the saint of Xuanming Sect. His life is no longer important."

"It makes sense! Take action!"

"Hahaha, the thriving rewards of the three million spirit stones and the Holy Sect are ours! The saint of Xuanming Sect, I have to thank you!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Five blood lights rushed out of the dense forest instantly and then sank within a range of one hundred feet of the ancient tower. However, a strange scene happened at this moment.

The five people from the Slayer Sect disappeared completely, and the bloody battle between Ye Lin and the saint of Xuanming Sect was repeated.

"Xiaoqiang, you died so miserably..."

...

However, the five people at the Slayer Sect could not see this scene. As soon as they stepped into the ancient tower, they felt that the picture in front of them changed...the surroundings turned into fog.

The five people's originally extremely excited expression changed drastically.

"What's the situation! What about the ancient tower? Where is Ye Lin!"

"It's still a question. It seems that we were trapped. This is a maze! Damn, I just felt it carefully and didn't find any aura of the formation!"

"Then the pictures we just saw are all fake?"

"Who set up the mystery? Is it the saint of Xuanming Sect or Ye Lin?"

"It is very likely that it is the saint of Xuanming Sect. It may be that she set up this formation to trap us. The sixty demon cultivators killed thirty righteous cultivators. It can be said that there are too many monks and too little porridges, especially those who are scrambling to capture Ye Lin alive and make great contributions. She trapped us, which means that there are many competitors missing!"

"Damn it, the saint of Xuanming Sect, is so scheming. When you have the opportunity, you must know how to be a woman!"

"Don't panic. Her purpose is most likely to be trapped and we will not attack. More people will definitely fall into the trap next. If the formation masters are attracted, they should be able to break the maze soon."

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the fog.

It was a fat white and fat man with golden ingots on his feet. He was smiling evilly at the five people.

The five people's faces changed.

"I have an impression of this person. He seems to be a fat scumbag. He likes beauty and is good at attacking with talismans. He is a friend of Ye Lin!"

"No, it seems that we were caught by Ye Lin's plan. The Saint of Xuanming is very likely to be captured by Ye Lin and forced to send a signal for help!"

Wang Changsheng smiled.

"It's quite smart. If you answer correctly, you will get a reward!"

Swallowing!

A series of golden talismans shot out from his hands, and the talisman instantly turned into sharp wind blades, slashing towards the five people through the air!

"In addition, in Xia Wang Changsheng, you are the scumbag, your whole family is the scumbag!"

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Five people held weapons and danced quickly to resist the attacks of wind blades that were so numb that they were attacking.

"Fatty, do you think this little wind blade can kill five of us and others? It's a fool!"

"You must catch this fat man in a while, and while Lingchi, he told him that he was a scumbag!"

These wind blade talismans are just top-grade yellow-level talismans. Although there are many, even if they hit, it is difficult to cause much damage to them. The five of them work together to use melee weapons to resist, and they are completely at ease.

But at this moment, Wang Changsheng smiled again.

The five people suddenly felt a chill behind their backs, and a sharp sword light flashed from the fog. Two of the late-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage were caught off guard and had only time to open the magic shield. However, the sword light flashed, and the magic shield shattered directly with a "bang", and the two of them flew high.

I don’t know when a sword-holding monk in white was standing behind them, looking at them coldly.

"No! It's Song Lingtian, the sword immortal of Taixuanmen who built the foundation of the Heavenly Dao!"

It turned out that Wang Changsheng's low-level talisman attack was just to attract their attention. Coupled with the hiding of the fog, Song Lingtian easily attacked.

Before the remaining three people could be frightened and despair, Wang Changsheng laughed again, and saw another yellow talisman in his hand.
Chapter completed!