Soon, in the morning, Yang Xi arrived at the first location.

However, after arriving, Yang Xian frowned.

This is a Jianghu sect in the South China Sea, a very small Jianghu sect station.

Yang Xi thought it would be the same situation as the big knife.

But after arriving, Yang Xi found that the entire small sect of the rivers and lakes sent people to the empty building, and there was no one.

Subsequently, Yang Xi took a turn around the station of this Jianghu sect.

I did see some fleshless bones, and there were some traces, indicating that there were indeed blood cultists here.

But what about the Blood Cultists right now?

Yang Yan opened the tracking technique suspiciously, and after identifying the aura here, he hesitated a little.

Do you want to chase after it?

But there's another spot at hand.

After taking a look, the location of the second location is not too far away, and it is still in time at its own speed.

Let's chase it first, now those Blood Cultists are hiding very deeply, and there may be unexpected gains in the pursuit of the unexpected situation here.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan followed those breaths and tracked them all the way.

Dense, about thirty or forty breaths, after going out from the station of this small sect in the rivers and lakes, it was not dispersed all the way.

So much best...

Soon, Yang Xian followed these breaths and came to a temple.

Yang Xian frowned, temple?

Since the last incident of the demon monk, all the temples on this side of the South China Sea should have been demolished.

How can there still be a temple here?

After looking around, it was relatively desolate, and the temple had collapsed in some places, and it was very dilapidated, it seemed that it should be an abandoned temple, no wonder it was spared.

After all, if it was an abandoned temple, those people naturally didn't bother to waste effort to demolish it.

But...

Yang Xian frowned and sensed, in the vision of the tracking technique, there was a lot of aura in this temple.

In addition to the aura in that small sect, there were many people, probably close to more than three hundred.

However, the aura of that small sect is all in it.

There is no doubt that the masters of the aura that came out of those small sects should all be blood cultists.

So...

There is no doubt that the people in this temple should all be blood cultists.

Sure enough, there is a windfall.

It seems that the people in this abandoned temple should be all blood cultists.

What a catch.

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows, and he followed him in vain.

Subsequently, Yang Xi quietly came to the location of the temple, and Yang Xi did not take action to clean up these blood cultists at the first time.

Now Yang Yan estimated that at this time, there were not many blood cultists in the South China Sea, so these guys were hiding very deeply.

Yang Xian thought about eavesdropping to see if he could hear some useful news, and then followed the vine to find out more Blood Cultists.

Well?

At this time, Yang Shi raised his eyebrows, and someone came.

Subsequently, Yang Xi immediately operated the Turtle Breath Dafa in a relatively secret position and hid it.

Fortunately, I didn't do it in the first place.

In this case, there is a high probability that they will all be Blood Cultists who can come here.

If he couldn't bear to do it as soon as possible, these newly arrived Blood Cultists would probably be scared away before they could get close.

As a result, Yang Xian hid it even tighter.

Finally, that group of people appeared in Yang Shi's field of vision.

Yang Xi frowned when he saw the group.

Monk?

How can there be a monk?

Moreover, Yang Yan sensed that the strength of that monk was not weak.

Among them, an old monk who took the lead had a faint aura on his body.

End.

The old monk who took the lead is still a stopper.

How can there be an endless monk, is it a Buddhist demon monk?

Just as Yang Yan was perceiving, the monk frowned, and just now he vaguely felt a sense of peeping.

However, it was only a flash in the pan.

Delusion?

"Bodhisattva, there is a ruined temple in front, let's go and settle down first."

One of the monks looked at the ruined temple in front of him and said.

The feeling that the monk had just felt was gone, and he looked up at the ruined temple.

"No, this ruined temple is alive." The monk frowned and said.

"Is it a passing traveler?" Another monk spoke.

"It's not like, in the current situation in the South China Sea, how can there be people wandering around."

"Moreover, the people inside should not be good people, I saw the bloody gas, it may be the Green Forest Bandit." The monk frowned and said.

"Alas~ doesn't that mean we have to kill again?"

Another monk sighed.

"Amitabha, it's okay, if it's really a thief in the green forest, he is a damned person, and the Buddha will understand."

"Let's take a closer look at the situation first, don't hurt the innocent, if it's not Green Forest Avenue, don't pay attention to it, I'm just looking for a place to rest for the time being."

The monk gave a Buddha name.

Hearing this, Yang Xian frowned slightly, looking at the situation, these monks don't seem to be bad people.

Soon, the monks approached.

"Here, it shouldn't be far from the Famous Sword Villa." The monk asked.

"Hui Bodhisattva, there is not much distance, and you should be able to get there today." A monk on the side replied.

The old monk nodded: "That's good, I hope that the fourth prince can agree to let us contribute." ”

"Should... Don't say no. ”

One of the monks spoke.

The old monk shook his head: "It's hard to say. ”

Yang Xian's mind was even more confused, these monks were going to Mingjian Villa to find themselves?

And...

Listening to this, it seems that you are also going to come over to help?

Yang Xi didn't have time to think about it.

"What people!"

These monks did not hide their whereabouts.

As soon as possible, it was discovered by the blood cultists in the temple.

"There's a group of monks outside."

"Monk? Could it be that the holy monks are coming? ”

"It shouldn't be."

"No, I've seen a group of holy monks, and these monks are very unfamiliar."

"Ask clearly, if it's the holy monk and their people, don't rush the Dragon King Temple."

"If not, hehe, it just so happens that there are too few people in that small sect of rivers and lakes, and raising a few holy moths is not enough for everyone."

Hearing this, Yang Xian frowned, as if he had caught something.

At the same time, Yang Xi had a bad premonition in his heart.

Who is the holy monk in the mouth of these blood cultists?

Yang Xian's heart was alarmed.

"Well, who are you monks, are you holy monks?"

A Blood Cultist walked out, looked at the group of monks, and spoke.

"Amitabha, holy monk?"

The monk in front of him was also confused.

"Holy monk?"

At this time, the old monk of the end opened his mouth suspiciously, and then remembered something.

"Are you from the Buddha Kingdom?"

The monk looked at the Blood Cultist with a gloomy expression.

Holy monk, this title is the name of the Buddha country for the monk of the end.

Now, the reason why the Great Xia Buddhism has come to such an end is that the demon monks of the Buddha country are in trouble.

"Phew~ I'm not a bald donkey, I didn't see my hair."

"I'm from the Southern Barbarian Blood Sect."

The Blood Cultist snorted.

At this time, all the monks were stunned.

"Amitabha."

Then a group of monks recited the Buddha's name in unison.

"It's true that he has nowhere to find his broken iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them."