Peerless Insect Deity

The five people were full of evil spirits, like demons descending from the world. They all controlled their flying spiritual tools and quickly turned into five blood-colored escape lights, and flew towards the ancient tower at a high speed.

As expected, the monsters in the middle and late stages of foundation building, and even a monster in the great perfection of foundation building, which they encountered along the way, quickly avoided them, which made them very happy.

Along the way, they just avoided the monsters living in groups and some ancient buildings full of prohibitions, and they were very fast.

In less than a while, the five monks of the Extreme Killing Sect had already seen the ancient tower towering in the forest, and the speed of the five people slowed down slightly.

"Observe it first to prevent fraud!" The leading female monk said cautiously.

"Understood."

The five people let go of their perception and slowly approached the ancient tower. As expected, they found that at the entrance of the ancient tower, Ye Lin, who was covered in blood and naked, was sitting on the back of a butt bug, constantly attacking Liu Qingqing, the saint of Xuanming Sect, who was wrapped in layers of magic shields, with various spells and fists.

Not far from Ye Lin, his cockroach spirit insect was torn into pieces, and its head was chopped into eight pieces. The white-scaled demon python was also lying on the ground, dying, and seemed to be dying at any time.

As for Liu Qingqing's side, six monks were struggling to support the magic shield, and it seemed that they could be broken by Ye Lin's abnormal body at any time.

Ye Lin fiercely bombarded the shield with his sandbag-sized fists, while screaming in heart-wrenching pain.

"Xiao Qiang, you died miserably!"

"No matter what reinforcements you notified, I will kill you on the spot today to avenge my Xiao Qiang!"

"Xiao Qiang, you have been with me for more than ten years, why did you leave me..."

Shrill roars resounded through the sky, showing Ye Lin's grief and despair.

At this time, Ye Lin was not only covered in wounds but also had unstable breath. It seemed that his mana might be exhausted at any time. He could only rely on his physical body to fight against the six demon cultivators of the Xuanming Sect Saint.

Seeing this, the five people of the Jisha Sect all had flushed faces and their hearts were beating wildly.

This is definitely a great opportunity!

"Let's act quickly. If we don't act now, maybe the Xueying Sect's Jindan Tianjiao will come to pick up the ready-made spoils!"

"Wait a minute, something is wrong. Since Ye Lin found that the Xuanming Sect Saint had sent out a distress signal, why didn't he run away immediately? Although his cockroach was killed by the Xuanming Sect Saint, his life is more important than the life of the spirit insect!"

"That's why you don't understand. From the intelligence, we know that Ye Lin is completely different from other insect cultivators. Other insect cultivators raise a lot of spirit insects and use them as consumable tools to fight, while Ye Lin only raises three. These three seem to have accompanied him in his cultivation career, and the relationship is very deep, just like brothers."

"Now that the cockroach has been killed and the white snake is dying, Ye Lin is probably crazy. Now he just wants to kill the Xuanming Sect Saint, and his own life is not important."

"Makes sense! Do it!"

"Hahaha, three million spirit stones and the generous reward of the Saint Church are ours! Xuanming Sect Saint, thank you for this!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Five bloody lights rushed out from the dense forest in an instant, and then sank into the range of 100 feet of the ancient tower. However, a strange scene happened at this moment.

The five people from the Extreme Killing Sect completely disappeared, and the bloody battle between Ye Lin and the Saint of the Xuanming Sect was replayed.

"Xiao Qiang, you died miserably..."

...

However, the five people from the Extreme Killing Sect could not see this scene. As soon as they stepped into the range of 100 feet of the ancient tower, they felt that the scene in front of them changed... The surroundings turned into rolling fog.

The originally extremely excited expressions of the five people changed drastically in an instant.

"What's going on! Where's the ancient tower? Where's Ye Lin!"

"Is there any need to ask? It seems we've been tricked. This is a maze! Damn it, I just sensed it carefully and didn't find any breath of the formation at all!"

"Then the scenes we just saw were all fake?"

"Who set up the maze, the Saint of Xuanming Sect or Ye Lin?"

"It is very likely the Saint of Xuanming Sect. She may have set up this formation to trap us. We have 60 demon cultivators killing 30 righteous cultivators. It can be said that there are too many monks and too little porridge, especially when we have to compete to capture Ye Lin alive and make great contributions. If she traps us, it means there are fewer competitors!"

"Damn it, the Saint of Xuanming Sect is so scheming. When I have the chance, I must make her know how to be a woman!"

"Don't panic. Her purpose is most likely just to trap us and not attack. More people will definitely fall into the trap next. If we attract a master of formation, we should be able to break this maze soon."

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the mist.

It was a fat white man with golden ingots under his feet. He was giving an evil smile to the five people.

The faces of the five people changed.

"I have an impression of this man. He seems to be called Fat Scumbag. He likes beautiful women and is good at attacking with spells. He is a good friend of Ye Lin!"

"Not good. It seems that we have fallen into Ye Lin's trap. The Xuanming Saint is very likely to be captured by Ye Lin and forced to send out a distress signal!"

Wang Changsheng smiled.

"Quite smart. If you answer correctly, there will be a reward!"

Swish!

A series of golden spells burst out from his hands, and the spells instantly turned into sharp wind blades, slashing at the five people!

"In addition, I am Wang Changsheng, you are the scumbag, and your whole family is scumbags!"

Ding Ding Dang Dang!

Five people held weapons and danced quickly to resist the wind blade attacks that were so numerous that they made their scalps numb.

"Fatty, do you think you can kill the five of us with just these wind blades? You are dreaming!"

"We must catch this fat man later and torture him while telling him that he is a scumbag!"

These wind blade talismans are only yellow-grade top-grade talismans. Although there are many of them, they can hardly cause much damage to them even if they hit them. The five people worked together to resist with melee weapons, which was completely easy.

But at this time, Wang Changsheng smiled sinisterly again.

The five people suddenly felt a chill on their backs, and a sharp sword light flashed from the mist. Two of the late foundation-building cultivators were caught off guard by the sneak attack and only had time to open the mana shield, but the sword light flashed, and the mana shield shattered with a "bang", and the heads of the two flew high.

At some point, a sword-wielding cultivator in white was standing behind them, looking at them coldly.

"Not good! It's Song Lingtian, the Taixuan Sect swordsman who has built his foundation in the Heavenly Dao!"

It turned out that Wang Changsheng's low-level spell attack was just to attract their attention. With the concealment of the fog, Song Lingtian easily succeeded in a sneak attack.

Before the remaining three people were terrified and desperate, Wang Changsheng laughed again, and he was seen pinching a handful of yellow talismans in his hand.

"Guess this time, is it a yellow-level spell or a mysterious-level spell?"