Chapter 1612: No retreat

"what!"
With the scream, the bones of the monk who were swallowed instantly disappeared.
After there was no target, these golden insects fluttered their wings and flew towards everyone like a locust.
"Ah, no, it's not a relic, it's a bug, go back!"
At this time, everyone finally reacted, looking at the golden insects that flew like locusts, their complexions changed drastically, and they retreated back in horror.
Although their speed was very fast, the golden bug was faster, and almost flew into the crowd in an instant, and began to bite the monks.
"what!"
With a few screams, everyone was shocked. It was impossible to retreat. Everyone was aroused by ferocity. After stabilizing their minds, they began to launch a fierce attack on the golden bug.
What makes them feel fortunate is that although the insects seem scary and there are a lot of them, their strength is not very good. Even an ordinary Metamorphosis cultivator can kill them. After discovering this, everyone no longer retreats. , Began a fierce battle with flying insects.
Almost in an instant, countless golden bugs died under their attack, but there were too many bugs, and although the strength of those golden bugs was average, their speed was extremely fast. As long as they were bitten by them, He would definitely die, and Yuan Ying would not be spared either. Although everyone killed countless golden insects, more than 20 monks died on the third floor.
Just when the monks were fighting with the golden insects, outside the nine-story stupa, Zhang Yifeng, who had been well-trained for a long time, came to the entrance of the stupa.
"A quarter of an hour, go in."
Looking at the pagoda in front of him, Zhang Yifeng muttered to himself.
At the end of the speech, Zhang Yifeng removed the disguise on his face and took out a human skin mask again. This human skin mask was found in the storage ring of a group of giant iron tower men.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yifeng turned into a middle-aged man with small eyes, looking a little wretched.
"So ugly!"
Zhang Yifeng smiled and shook his head. Afterwards, his figure flickered and quickly entered the stupa.
Since he wanted to take things away from the strong, he naturally had to pretend again.
At the same time, the third floor of the stupa.
Master Yimei, Long Shisan and others came to the third floor of the pagoda. When they saw the scene in front of them, even they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
I saw the corpses of dense golden insects everywhere on the ground. At a glance, I was afraid that there were no fewer than hundreds of thousands, but there were no human monks.
However, according to Master Yimei’s previous notification, everyone knew that it was not that no monks died here, but that any monks who were bitten to death by a Buddha would definitely have no bones, and the corpse could not be preserved here.
Master Yimei took a deep breath, looked at the crowd, and said, "It seems that maybe everyone has gone to the fourth floor, and we should also go up. After the war just now, those monks must have been killed and injured, and there are still On the sixth floor, they can't all die so quickly."
Master Yimei's words were very cold, even cruel, but even Long Shisan didn't think there was any problem with his words.
In Lingyue Continent, the world of cultivators has always been like this. The weak eats the strong, and the weak can only become a stepping stone on the way forward for the strong.
Those cannon fodder, although sad, are not pathetic. Sometimes, death may be their best destination.
Everyone did not hesitate anymore, came to the entrance of the third floor to the fourth floor and walked in.
At the same time, on the fourth floor of the pagoda, a group of monks looked at the scene in front of them. In addition to solemnity, their eyes were more suspicious.
After the battle just now, their team of more than 400 people, only less than 200 people remained, and the remaining more than 200 monks had died in the previous battle.
They knew that every level of the nine-story stupa contained a fatal danger, a little less, and what awaited them would be the catastrophe.
What puzzled them was that they had already entered the fourth floor for some time, but in the fourth floor, they did not encounter any danger. Not only that, they did not find the entrance to the fifth floor here!
Without the entrance, they can't go to the fifth floor, but can only stop at the fourth floor, which is unacceptable to everyone.
"Boss Xiong, we have died of several brothers, and we haven't gotten a fart. Maybe there are no treasures in the nine-story pagoda. Or, let's leave?" Among the crowd, a Yuanhua eighth floor The monk said with an ugly face to a strong man in front of him.
If Zhang Yifeng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the big man in front of him was the big bear with him before.
Unexpectedly, Xiong Dadi actually survived the battle just now.
However, even though he survived, Xiong Da’s condition was not very good. His expression was sluggish, and his breath was a little disturbed. At this time, there were only two monks who had followed him. They were the ones who spoke just now. That monk on the eighth floor of the Yuanhua Period and another monk who was a beginner in the Yuanying Period.
Looking at the two of them, Xiong Da's expression was a little ugly, and he did not expect that things would develop to the point it is now.
He originally thought that the emergence of a nine-story pagoda in Hongyan Valley this time would be an opportunity for him, but now he does not know if there is an opportunity, and whether he can survive is a question.
However, even though he knew that it would be dangerous to stay, he was unwilling to leave like this.
"If you are scared, just leave by yourself. Lao Tzu wants to see if this nine-story stupa will kill Lao Tzu!"
The eighth-floor monk of Yuanhua Period saw this and sighed, saw a touch of firmness flashed across his expression, arched his hand at Xiong Da, and then turned and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance, and then dozens of people walked in from the entrance.
"They belong to the three major sects."
Seeing Yimei and others who suddenly appeared, the expressions of everyone changed.
In Tianzhou, the three major sects have always been the existence that made them extremely yearning and awe. At this time, seeing the people of the three major sects also came, everyone could not help but feel nervous, but at the same time they also breathed a sigh of relief.
There are people from the three major sects here, even if they encounter danger again, they won't be killed or injured like before.
After the people from the three major sects came up, they ignored the group of cannon fodder. Master Yimei turned his gaze to the Yuanhua Stage eighth-floor monk who was leaving before frowning and asked: "You want to leave?"
Meeting the gaze of Master Yimei, the eighth-layer cultivator of Yuanhua Period had a cold war, gritted his teeth, nodded, and was about to speak, but at this moment, a ray of light flashed. The monk screamed suddenly, and then there was no sound.
Obviously, he was killed by Master Yimei!