The whole sect has been reborn

Chapter 228 Seventh Floor

These scarlet flames seemed to hurt Master and the others, but they had no effect on me.It can even be said mildly.And seeing these flames, the anger in her body began to gradually permeate, and then Zhu Fu's mind moved, and the scarlet flames around her were immediately attracted away, swallowing them silently!
When Ling Junqian and the others saw the flames around Zhu Fu disappear quietly, they immediately understood what was going on, and tried to block her around so that no one else could see it.

But the flames here seemed endless, Zhu Fu absorbed a lot, and the remaining flames covered and replenished in no time.

Waiting for Zhu Fu and others to leave, the monks behind him did not notice anything unusual.

When turning to the steps, Zhu Fu looked back, and the monk behind him grinned, but the speed was also very fast.Zhu Fu didn't look any further, and left quickly.

And the third floor is just like what the monk said just now, it is all over the mountain of knives.But this mountain of knives is not full of sharp knives on the ground, but also full of sharp knives hanging above the head.These sharp knives are suspended by a strand of hair, and they shake when the slightest wind blows.And these sharp knives rub against each other, and eventually the collision and friction of one knife will become the collision of sharp knives on the entire ceiling.

"Come on, stab la la—"

The ear-piercing scratching sound made the monks dizzy. They just wished they could pick up these noisy sharp knives, break them into several pieces, throw them on the ground, and step on them a few more times!

But no one moved.The first person to take off the sharp knife is still being chased around by more than a dozen sharp knives!

These sharp knives hanging from the hairs, although precarious, rarely fell off, more often they gave the monks who passed by a strong sense of oppression and tension!Gives a creepy feeling.

Stepping on these sharp knives, there is a continuous sound of metal scraping around, and there are sharp knives on the head that cannot be dropped. Although they cannot reach the edge of the spiritual weapon, they can still cause certain damage to the monk.So everyone was very nervous and walked cautiously, for fear that the wind would bring down the sharp knife above their heads.

Standing among these sharp knives, Zhu Fu felt that all the senses in his whole body were mobilized, and his hair stood on end, as if he was being targeted by heaven and earth, and he felt pain to the bone when he moved a little.

No wonder the demon cultivator who just passed by had such an ugly expression when he left.

However, Zhu Fu's focus is a bit strange.She glanced at the hairs of the sharp knives hanging from the entire ceiling above her head, and couldn't help asking the master softly.

"Master, isn't this elder a Buddhist cultivator from Endless Chanyuan? Buddhist cultivators, aren't all Buddhist cultivators bald? Where did he get so much hair?"

"puff!"

Zhu Fu obviously heard someone sneer, and turned his head to see a female editor with crooked eyebrows and eyes covering her mouth and laughing.At the same time, Ling Junqian and the others had come to their senses, feeling dumbfounded.

However, what Zhu Fu asked was indeed true.Except for the big disciple of Endless Chanyuan, all of them are bald. Where did the elder of Endless Chanyuan get so many strands of hair?

In the end, Ling Junqian coughed lightly, telling Zhu Fu to pay attention to the road.

"Cough! Maybe this elder has a hobby of collecting hair."

After speaking, worried that the little disciple would continue to ask, Ling Junqian hurriedly left with all the disciples.

Next, Zhu Fu and the others went through the fourth floor full of ghosts, the fifth floor full of puppets, and the sixth floor full of illusions...

I have come to the seventh floor of enlightening Buddhist scriptures.

From the fifth floor, gradually the first and second batch of monks were left behind.Even the disciples of great sect families are different.However, some of the monks who were left behind could quickly catch up, while some could not. They would only feel that they could not even compare with these small sect families or even casual cultivators, and they were flustered.And when you panic, someone else will surpass you.

For these people, the Wuji Sect ignored them and only wanted to go further.However, starting from the fourth floor, there are demon cultivators vigorously killing immortal cultivators.In fact, this suppression has existed from the very beginning, but it will not be as obvious as it is now.In the four or five floors they walked through before, Zhu Fu and others fought more than a wave of demon cultivators.

Fortunately, everyone in the Wuji Sect has their own strengths, so even in the face of these people, they are not at a disadvantage.It's just that there will inevitably be more scars on the body.Especially those high-level demons with horns on their foreheads, they are very difficult to deal with. Not only are they physically tyrannical, but each of them has their own special abilities.

Originally, the seventh level of comprehending the Buddhist scriptures was the safest level.There are nine futons on this floor. As long as nine monks sit on the futons and start enlightenment, they cannot stop unless they succeed or fail.And there must be enough nine people.

But because of racial issues, many of those demon cultivators stopped here.They couldn't make it even if they forced their way in, so these demon cultivators all set their eyes on the immortal monks who were about to come in behind.If they can't go up, then of course others can't either!Especially the monks of Immortal Dao!

Zhu Fu and his party of eight were targeted as soon as they reached the seventh floor.And they couldn't help frowning when they saw the demon cultivators who brutally dismembered the defeated immortal monks.

From here on, the fig leaf that the fairy and demons barely maintained seemed to be severely torn, revealing the bloody truth inside.

Which one is less bloody in the cultivation of the demon clan and the demon cultivator?And how can the flesh and blood of mortals compare to the immortal monks who have gone through thousands of tempers and absorbed a lot of aura essence?Even for some decent demons, the demonic energy they need for cultivation and the immortal monks can't coexist at all, and even the magical energy will pollute the spiritual energy, making the spiritual energy in Jinyuan Great World less and less.How can the monks of Immortal Dao accept this?As a result, this became a deadlock.

Therefore, even if there are two great powers of immortals and demons who expressly prohibit it, there are still demons who can't control the massacre of immortal monks.But it wasn't the demons that made Zhu Fu angry. After all, the demons and the monks were two different species.But demon cultivators are also immortal monks!But after they fell into demons for various reasons, they killed even more than the demons!Although after falling into the devil, it will expand and stimulate the seven emotions and six desires of the monks, so that the demon cultivators will become unrestrained.But they can kill, but they can't insult the corpse.

Zhu Fu saw that it was demon cultivators who killed the immortal monks and insulted their corpses.And those demons, especially the high-level demons, are more arrogant and unwilling to touch those immortal monks.They just want to kill people, but they don't want to get bloody, it's very ugly.

At this time, seeing Zhu Fu and the other eight people coming up, the eyes of those demon cultivators lit up immediately.The eyes, especially those of the three nuns Zhu Fu, Pei Ming, Zhi Yun and Guiyue, turned back and forth, the meaning was beyond words.

Ling Junqian and the others frowned fiercely.Why are these demons so disgusting?

(End of this chapter)