living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 328
"It's too rich here."

Blast open the inner room of the Tianyin Pavilion Refining Workshop, and everyone found that there are many treasures exuding aura stored here, such as the Celestial Stone that Mu Lan entrusted Changlongfang to buy before, and the refining workshop such as Guiyuan Immortal Wood and Xuantie. When he opened the wooden door, Zhao Ziyu looked straight in the eyes.

"This is just one of them, the background of Dazongmen is far beyond your imagination"

Mu Lan reached out to sweep, picked some more important materials and put them into the portable space.

"Spiritual beast inner elixir?"

Zhao Ziyu opened an exquisite wooden box, and inside lay a fluorescent spherical object.

"Not bad, a rare item."

Zhao Ziyu threw away the box excitedly, and put it in his storage ring. After a while, he seemed to think of something again, and patted his head.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Yiyi looked at Zhao Ziyu standing there, rolling his eyes as if he was calculating something, which was a little strange.

"Let me calculate the size of the space!" Zhao Ziyu said with a smug smile, and then threw many electronic products such as GPS and walkie-talkies from the ring.

"Since the dungeon is not needed this time, let's throw it all away and make room for these treasures."

As he spoke, he continued to rummage in the cabinet, hoping to see if there would be such good things as spirit beast inner alchemy.

"It can't be taken back." Lin Yiyi muttered.

"What do you know?" Zhao Ziyu explained while busy with his hands, "These can be used in cultivation, and of course cultivation can be brought back."

Mu Lan suddenly looked out of the window vigilantly. According to her spiritual perception, many monks had already caught up.

"Come on, let's go to the next place."

"Where are you going?" Lin Yiyi asked.

"The Sutra Pavilion."

Amidst the roaring explosion, the Tianyin Pavilion monks saw the weapon refining workshop reduced to ruins and spectacular black clouds rising in the sky. They were immediately anxious and angry.

However, there were no signs of Mu Lan and the others in the wreckage of the building, and they instantly moved to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the upper level of Tianyin Pavilion.

This place is more tightly guarded. There are already more than [-] monks guarding outside the door, but the square escaping magic circle has already marked this place, so Mu Lan was directly teleported to the interior of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at the endless classics and the corridors extending in all directions, Mu Lan did not hesitate, and felt that any valuable classics she saw would be put into the portable space.

The monks guarding outside heard the movement and rushed into the Sutra Pavilion in a hurry, but Lin Yiyi's explosive arrows came oncoming.

But unexpectedly, the figure of an old man leaped forward, he slapped the air, and a gust of wind suddenly swept across the entire Sutra Pavilion, books and papers were flying all over the sky.

And Lin Yiyi's explosive arrow was also swept away by this airflow, and exploded in a corner on one side.

"It's you who harassed my sect?"

This old man's hair and beard are all white, and even the sleeves of his robe are white. If his face were not so distorted, he would look a bit like an outsider.

Apparently the four people in front of him were younger than he expected, he glared and said, "Are you from the Sanqing sect?"

Zhao Ziyu couldn't see through this old man's cultivation level, and he must be far superior to him. When he looked at him, there was a faint sense of coercion. Elder door."

"If you can't beat it, then withdraw." Mu Lan said softly.

Just when he was about to call Seggs to hide in the realm of nothingness, the demon smiled, looking a little excited.

"Seggs"

Before he could react, the abyss demon turned black and stabbed at the old man like an arrow.

"what?"

The old man let out a cry of surprise, and waved his palm again, but Seggs' figure was already close to him. He smiled strangely, and then stretched out his hand towards the old man's heart.

With a crisp sound, the old man backed away in panic. When he looked at his chest, he found that it had been pierced by some strange force, and the skin inside was on fire.

"Elder Xuan Jing!"

"Are you OK!"

Elder Xuan Jing was frightened. He backed away repeatedly, and then murmured: "Where did the monster come from? Could it be someone from the Demon Cult?"

"What's wrong with Seggs?" Lin Yiyi looked at the black figure, puzzled.

"Today is kind of weird."

Seggs became more and more uncontrollable, and Mu Lan clenched her fists.

Outside the door of the Sutra Pavilion, Seggs was fighting with a group of monks, and further away, other people had heard the movement and came to support.

Elder Xuan Jing watched the disciples of the sect die one after another under the hands of Seggs, but he stood still. Afterwards, he quietly took out a pocket-sized jade flute from his sleeve.

"Seggs, come back!" Mu Lan said coldly.

But that black shadow was still immersed in the killing, and Seggs kept laughing, which was very strange.

His pupils also gradually turned red. Outside the scripture storage pavilion, limbs and arms were severed, and blood spattered.

"Can't you yell back?" Zhao Ziyu also felt that something was wrong, today's Seggs is indeed too strange.

"Attention, the old man with white beard is going to cast a spell!" Lin Yiyi pointed to Elder Xuan Jing's position.

Elder Xuan Jing blew the jade flute in his hand, and then a strange sound was heard that was so sharp that it made people's blood surge, and this sonic attack penetrated the entire area in an instant.

The doors and windows shattered immediately, and all the jade items in the Sutra Pavilion were also shattered into pieces, and there were crisp sounds everywhere.

This sonic attack made no distinction between friend and foe. The Tianyin Pavilion monks present covered their ears and fell to their knees. Some even started to bleed from their eardrums.

"What kind of magic weapon is this!"

Even though he was prepared, Zhao Ziyu's heart beat faster at this time, and the true energy of the meridians all over his body began to become chaotic.

Mu Lan radiated more spiritual power to build Thrall's shield. The magic weapon used by the elder of the Tianyinzong was a bit unexpected, so she couldn't continue to stand in a stalemate with him.

Watching what Seggs did with cold eyes, the star of Thebes behind Mu Lan lit up, and the advanced spell [Enslaving Demons] began to take effect.

Seggs' groans came from her mind. It seemed that this advanced technique was still effective. Mu Lan then said coldly, "Aren't you coming back? Don't waste my time."

"It's really... boring."

Segas shook his head, looking a little regretful.

He sneered and looked at the old man playing the weird music, and then slowly backed away.

Coming back to Mu Lan, Segus laughed softly and said, "Why such a big reaction? I just feel itchy."

"There will be no next time." Mu Lan said lightly.

Segus snorted and said no more, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Using the field of nothingness, Mu Lan and the others stayed away from the Sutra Pavilion, which was receiving more and more reinforcements. After being spurred by the [Slave Demon] skill, Seggs finally became a little more honest.

Having figured out the internal situation of Tianyin Pavilion in advance, everyone arrived at a node on the west side in an instant.

The current situation is that in the Tianyin Pavilion of Nuo Da, half of the monks of the sect are being played around by Mu Lan. Against such a group of enemies who came and went without a trace, Tianyin Pavilion could not defend at all.

"We are top-notch pullers, and we are really masters of micromanipulation." Zhao Ziyu laughed.

In contrast to the exhaustion of the monks in Tianyin Pavilion, Mu Lan smashed one node after another, until she was about to complete her expectations, but bumped into a stubble.

Not far in front of him, a middle-aged man with an expressionless face and extraordinary clothes stood there.

He has a short beard on his chin, and he doesn't look old, but Mu Lan knows that this person is the same age as Taoist Yunxiao, maybe because of his deep cultivation, he doesn't show his age.

"Sect Master of Tianyin Pavilion, Du Yunting."

Mu Lan reminded in the mind link, and at the same time, all the mental power began to mobilize, because a big battle was imminent.

(End of this chapter)