The Tang Dynasty looked at the empty hall, and nearly a thousand people in Chengtianmen were gone. Looking at the golden figure that was already blood-colored as he sat cross-legged, he felt a sense of fear for the first time. These towers are like man-devouring monsters, constantly devouring the people who participate in the test. If there is another promotion, the fifth-level relics are probably the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm, and the Tang Dynasty doesn't know how many people can stop it. The younger generation, at most, is the Yuan Baby, even if there are not many hidden heavenly realms.

In the end, the Tang Dynasty still summoned purple lightning, and under the thunder sword, only the corpse of an old monk was left. Unlike the previous one, the old monk had a relieved face and closed his eyes. Tang Chao picked up the fake relic, threw a flame with his hand, and burned the old monk. After doing all this, he had just left, but hundreds of figures poured in.

"It turned out to be the lone wild dog in Shushan. Dressed in a black robe and wearing a black hat, he said mockingly. "My name is Dillon, and I'm the youngest elder of the Demon Cult. Because my strength is already in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. In the Demon Cult, I am the most promising young generation. And the Holy Maiden, only I am worthy. ”

"Elder Di......" a man behind Dillon shouted in a low voice.

"Shut up. I don't have a good background, but I'm strong, why can't I marry a saint?" Dillon waved his hand violently, grabbed the man's neck directly, and lifted him up. "Do you have to tell me every day that I am not worthy of a saint?"

"Dillon, we are brothers. The Holy Maiden is not something we can vision. The man insisted even though he was choked by the neck.

"Brother? haha...... You're saying I'm Dillon's brother, you're just seeing my strength and fantasizing about clinging to me. You are jealous of me, afraid that I will marry your goddess. A poor ant, who also dares to call himself my brother. Dillon laughed maniacally and twisted his wrist hard.

With a crisp sound, the figure in his hand, with a look of disbelief, softened. Dillon shook his hand and threw the body out. Tang Chao intently observed, and he found that above the pupils of Dillon's eyes, there were black silk threads.

"Listen to me. If anyone disagrees with my decision, then this ant is your role model. I will not allow anyone to contradict my decision. I, Dillon, were the ones who made the decisions. The future of the Demon Cult is mine. Dillon turned his head, looked at the crowd behind him, and said coldly.

A group of demon cultists looked at the corpses on the ground, and not only shuddered. They naturally know this person, Liu Xing, Dillon's good brother. The two wandered together since childhood, and were later admitted to the door together. Liu Xing gave him almost half of his resources for Dillon. Several times Dillon made mistakes, Liu Xing helped him take the blame and be punished, just so as not to delay his cultivation. However, at this moment, Liu Xing's neck was broken by Dillon's own hands. A group of congregants swallowed violently, but they did not dare to speak.

"The boy from Shushan, now climb over and shout Grandpa Long. I'll let you go today. Dillon turned his head in satisfaction, looked at Tang Chao, and then said.

"Idiot. Tang Chao whispered two words, and the next moment, his figure became blurred. I haven't seen Lotte yet, and for the Demon Sect, he doesn't want to turn his face so quickly. After all, in the entire secret realm, the Demon Sect is a very strong force.

Dillon was suddenly furious, and suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped it towards Tang Chao. A black palm shadow grew in the wind and smashed the position where Tang Chao was standing. The black fog was churning, but the figure of the Tang Dynasty had disappeared.

"What about people, do you see that?" Dillon asked, as he rushed over, but didn't find Tang Dynasty's figure.

"He seems to have just gone out. A Demon Sect disciple whispered. The next moment, he was tightly grasped by a huge black hand and grabbed him. The black hand clenched fiercely, and the disciple was silent.

"A bunch of waste, you can't even stop a person, what do you want. Chase, be sure to kill him. Holy woman, he is not worthy. Dillon's eyes were scarlet, and both eyes were not only red, but also black threads spreading out of their pupils. Angry, he didn't notice that a faint trace of black gas wafted out from the two corpses he killed and entered his body.

As soon as the Tang Dynasty came out of the tower, he froze. He found that the surroundings were already full of people, and there were a lot of people. However, instead of staring at him, they looked at the same stupa. This is a crimson stupa, even if the Tang Dynasty just entered the four-level stupa, it is not as majestic as it. Not only is it much taller, but the tower is also several times wider. The emergence of the Tang Dynasty did not attract much attention. It was a group of people in white in the crowd who made him look at it.

Dongtianmen, who was supposed to hide as far away as he commanded, appeared here at this moment. It seems that there is still a disagreement on Kunlunyu's side after all, but fortunately, there are only three hundred people, and all of them are from Dongtianmen. Just by glancing at the person who led the team, he knew that this was a person who was unwilling to be stable. What puzzled him was that Dillon and the others of the Demon Sect did not chase them out. The tower was empty, and it stands to reason that they should chase it out.

"Tang Dynasty?" a low exclamation full of surprise. Tang Chao turned his head and found that it was a little monk. He frowned, not intending to bother. However, when he turned his head, he found that the Buddha's skills on this little monk were very pure. If it weren't for his hair, Tang Chao really thought that he was a righteous Buddha cultivator.

"Tang Dynasty! I didn't expect to meet you. I am not from the Ten Thousand Buddhas, although I am also a monk. I came out of the practice with the master, and the master said that there was no room for the Buddha to live, so I was allowed to grow my hair. ”

"What's your name?"

"I'm not confused. The little monk looked very happy, and then said with a smile. A very clean smile, not mixed with any negative emotions.

"Who is your master?How do you recognize me?" asked Tang Chao suspiciously.

"My master said that you are destined for him. He gave me a dream to see you. Usually, the master rarely asks me to show up, but this time because I said I was looking for you. He reluctantly agreed. However, when I came in, I got lost. Seeing that the crowd was all running this way, I rushed over. I didn't expect it to really run into you. The little monk said with a smile.

"Is it an old beggar?" said Tang Chao to himself.

"Yes, my master has been sitting there for hundreds of years. He said he was going to wait for someone he was waiting for. The little monk said with a smile.

"How long has this tower been around?" Tang Chao asked. Hundreds of figures appeared in front of the door of the stupa he had just entered, and at this moment, he had been out for more than a quarter of an hour.

After Dillon brought people out, he was also blinded, obviously he didn't expect it. Not long after entering, how could there be so many people. Soon, he also noticed the blood-colored tower, which was still slowly rising. Suddenly, he left the Tang Dynasty behind. He swept directly in the direction of the tower, and the Demon Sect disciples behind him also followed suit.

Under the blood-colored tower, a distance of 100 meters, is the innermost position of the crowd. At this moment, there are five people standing at the front, and the crowd behind them surrounds the entire stupa and divides it into five areas. Black, red-white, blue, white, and a red figure, these five figures. The black one is the Lotte of the Demon Sect, the red and white one is Guo Xu of the Chengtian Gate, the white one is Yue Chong of the Thousand Daomen Gate, the blue one is the palace name of the Xingyun Palace, and the red one is the blue sky of the Moon Palace.

Except for Xingyun Palace, all four of them were disciples of the great forces. Xingyun Palace is a third-rate small force, and many people have not even heard of it. But it is such a small force, but it has a palace name, the first level of the Heavenly Realm, a master of the Heavenly Realm. And many of the people behind him were dressed in blue clothes and embroidered with a white cloud, and more were miscellaneous and varied.

Dillon's figure leaped past everyone and fell directly into the middle, but it caught the attention of the five people. The others just glanced at each other, but Lotte frowned with a look of obvious disgust. Dillon looked at Lotte obsessively, especially the white legs exposed outside the cloak in the short robe on Lotte's body. He stared at Lotte's body and kept swallowing his saliva, and his voice was so loud that the five of them could hear it clearly.

"Elder Di, it's time for you to return to the team. Lotte said coldly.

"Holy Maiden, it's good here. You can also see the saint directly, and Elder Ben will not return to the team. Dillon licked his lips, looked Lotte up and down, and said with a smile. Lotte frowned, but still didn't say anything after all. "Haha, by the way, Holy Maiden, just now, I met the guy you often talk about. When he saw me, like a dog, he was lying on his stomach and called me grandpa. For the sake of the saint's face, I let him go. ”

Lotte glanced at Dillon, as if pondering the credibility of what he said. Heaven Realm and Yuan Ying, in their eyes, are always two worlds. She is optimistic about the future of the Tang Dynasty, but she may not be optimistic about his present. The corners of her mouth twitched, but she finally smiled charmingly. Both of Dillon's eyeballs were about to fall, staring at Lotte tightly.

"Amitabha. The poor monk seemed to be late. I don't know if you can make it easier?" A Buddha horn shook the sky, with bursts of fluctuations, and swept towards the crowd. A wave of qi made many people with low cultivation unable to stand and huddled together. Then, a golden light pierced the crowd and shot into the middle position. Immediately, the golden light turned into a golden rope, flung to both sides, and bounced the crowd to the left and right, and eighteen bald-headed monks, with a kind of Buddhist disciples, came slowly. All the monks stood with one hand on their chests, in a row of ten, neatly and uniformly.

"I'm sorry, donors, excuse me. After all, it is a holy place of Buddhism, and if the poor monks and others are not present, I am afraid it will be a bit rude. The monk who took the lead said with a smile. He hung one hand down, the other on his chest.

"A broken thing, what is there to rob, if you want me to say, just kill it all. Among the eighteen people, a man wearing a red robe said disdainfully.

"No. Thou shalt not lie. The little monk is not empty, and he apologizes to you on behalf of the junior brother. The monk is not empty, it is the young monk who takes the lead, and said with a smile.

"What is there to apologize for. If it weren't for the end of the borrowing, I would have been able to get it all with the gold bowl. ”

"No. "It's not empty, with a hint of fire.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, when will this broken task be over. ”