This journey to the west is terrible

After all, many of the practitioners who dared to go here became the rations of monsters, which also made the Journey to the West a forbidden area among practitioners, and few people would go near it.

Lin Fang has never seen so many practitioners along the way. No wonder the human race is called the protagonist of the world, and the number alone exceeds the monster race by a lot.

"Sigh, it really has been God's will since ancient times, so many people were killed just by going against the sky." Lin Fang shook his head and said.

Walking through the square with a sigh, Lin Fang was surprised by the ruthlessness of the gods in the heaven, and a tall building appeared in front of his eyes.

The wooden attic is engraved with runes, still intact after all these ages.

In the center is a wooden plaque with three large characters Chuanfa Pavilion written on it. Lin Fang stepped into it, but saw a golden barrier appearing out of thin air, as if to block his progress.

Lin Fang smiled slightly, mana surged all over his body, and the barrier instantly shattered. When he walked into the attic, he saw rows of bookshelves neatly arranged inside. The preservation of Chuanfa Pavilion was beyond Lin Fang's imagination.

He called out the three little monsters, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they all opened their mouths wide.

"It's amazing! So many books." The little fox couldn't help sighing. The worship of scholars among fox demons has existed since ancient times, so the little fox is very envious of scholars, and there are so many books in front of him. Such an exclamation.

"What's the use, and you can't eat it!" Ba Shanhu curled his lips.

Yi Hailong suddenly jumped up and punched Ba Shanhu on the head and cursed: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. Haven't you heard the boss say that books are the ladder of human progress."

Ba Shanhu held his head and said aggrievedly: "You have said that it is the ladder of human progress, and it is not mine. It has nothing to do with me."

Yi Hailong was stunned, he didn't know what to say, he could only look at Bashanhu fiercely, it was wrong to question the boss anyway.

"These are all cultivation methods, and there are some spells, maybe you can use them." Lin Fang laughed softly.

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of the three little monsters brightened instantly. Now they are eager to improve their strength.

So Bashanhu, who was originally listless, immediately became full of energy. He had already decided that he would move every book here into the glazed pagoda.

"You don't need to move it, just write down the order. I'll take it in and you sort it out slowly. There are still good things in the back. You can't stay here any longer."

After a few little monsters confirmed that it was correct, a glazed pagoda appeared in Lin Fang's palm, and with a thought, the book was sucked into the pagoda.

The white ape sat cross-legged, with his own sword on his lap, only heard a sound, but saw countless bookcases falling into the tower, filling the second floor to the brim, sighed, and continued to conceive. Raise your own sword.

But when Lin Fang and others were counting their gains, the members of Qinglian Sword Sect who had met Lin Fang once were very embarrassed.

The reason is that not long ago, people from the Blood Clothes Sect suddenly attacked them. Unprepared, several senior brothers were killed. Now only the senior brother and senior sister are protecting the junior brother and are still alive, but even so, they are all injured .

"Blood Clothes Sect, you are really despicable!" The woman shouted angrily.

"That's natural. Since you've already called them the Devil's Cult, wouldn't it be a waste of your reputation if you don't be despicable?" A man with words engraved on his face smiled sullenly.

"Senior brother, let's do it. Their means of escape should have been exhausted. It's better to kill them quickly, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

"You're right." The man nodded.

Looking at the elder brother of the Qinglian Sword Sect who was secretly crushing the jade talisman with his hands behind his back, he said, "Don't be sneaky. Since we choose to take action, we can naturally prevent your last message from being sent out. Otherwise, why would we drive those idiots into this ruins?" .”

The elder brother raised his head and saw that the sky was covered with red smoke. Knowing that this should be the way of the Blood Clothes Cult to cover up the information, a trace of despair arose in his heart.

He knew that this method couldn't last for too long, but even this time was enough for several of them to die a few times.

Looking at the people of the Blood Clothes Sect who were getting closer and closer, he clenched his teeth, and suddenly pushed the junior sisters and juniors around him to the back, and he rushed into the crowd of the Blood Clothes Sect, his body surged with mana, and his whole body began to swell .

"No, he's going to blow himself up, hide!" The leader shouted, and everyone fled in all directions.

"Eldest brother!" The junior brother yelled sadly, but was held tightly by the senior sister at the side.

This frosty woman now has tears in her eyes, but she is very clear that this is the chance that the senior brother is fighting for their lives, and they must seize the short time that the senior brother traded for their lives to escape from the encirclement.

So she grabbed the little junior brother's arm and used the escapism technique to disappear in place.

A huge explosion sounded, buzzing in the relic space, huge wind and waves swept around, and countless animals and plants were turned into ashes by the violent energy.

A gust of wind reverberated in the ruins. When the explosion dissipated, a huge deep pit appeared on the ground. Many members of the Bloodcloth Sect couldn't escape being affected by the explosion, and they spit blood out of their mouths.

"Damn it!" the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect said angrily.

He looked at the direction in which the two were fleeing, and said through gritted teeth, "Catch me, this time the entire army of the Qinglian Sword Sect must be wiped out here."

At this time, the two surviving people got out of the ground and saw the mountain gate of the Qionghua Sect. This was their goal this time, and they should have been extremely happy. There are so many senior brothers, but now it's just the two of us lingering on their last legs.

"Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Brother died so tragically!" Junior Junior Brother said with tears in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Xiang, now is not the time to cry. The Blood Clothes Sect will not let us go. We must take advantage of this time to find a hiding place. The news of help has been sent out. Although they used secret methods to cover up, but It can only be delayed for a while, as long as we can persist for a while, the masters outside will rush in and kill these bastards from the Devil's Cult." Zhao Senior Sister gritted her silver teeth and said bitterly.

The little junior nodded firmly. After experiencing this life-and-death crisis, he has gradually matured. After calming down his emotions, he raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him.

"This is the Qionghua School!"

Senior Sister Zhao walked beside him, looking at the desolate old Qionghua Sect, she sighed, "Yes, this is the Qionghua Sect."