Seeing that the gate of the pagoda was opened, everyone's expressions became excited.

"That must be a relics. Everyone, hurry up and the treasure is right in front of you. Whether you can get the treasure is entirely up to your own abilities."

In the crowd, someone shouted loudly, and suddenly aroused the desire in the hearts of the monks, and all of them rushed towards the pagoda with red eyes.

Not long after, hundreds of people entered the pagoda, and there were no people from the three major sects, only those Buddhists did not enter.

No, there was still one person who didn't go in, that was Zhang Yifeng hiding in a corner.

Zhang Yifeng's expression was a little solemn. At this moment, he only had the strength of the second level of the Nascent Soul Stage, and the highest cultivation level among the people of the three major sects must be the Kongming Stage, and he has even reached the peak of the Kongming Stage, and his strength is completely higher than his two great realms.

It is not easy for him to take advantage of the situation with experts around him. If he doesn't do it well, he may lose his life. However, if he doesn't get in, it's not his style.

In the end, Zhang Yifeng just waited and looked for opportunities.

At this time, inside the pagoda.

“What a big space!”

Hundreds of monks exclaimed.

From the outside, the pagoda was not big, but when they really entered inside, they found that the first floor of the pagoda was very empty. Even if hundreds of people had already entered at this time, the pagoda space did not seem crowded.

On the first floor, there are many bookshelves, and many books are placed on the bookshelf.

“Are these secrets?”

The monks' eyes lit up, and more than a dozen monks rushed to the bookshelf immediately, took a book from the bookshelf and started reading it.

They thought those books recorded many powerful martial arts, but when they opened and checked, they were all stunned. Then a deep look of disappointment appeared in their eyes, and they saw that the books were empty and there was not a single word.

The monks cursed inwardly, threw the books on the ground.

They were about to leave when a strange scene appeared.

The books they threw on the ground instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke. Before they could react, the black smoke drifted into their bodies and disappeared strangely.

"ah!"

Just then, the dozen monks all let out shrill screams, and black blood flowed out along their facial features. Then, in the face of everyone's horror, their bodies began to rot, and even the Nascent Soul did not escape. Finally, they turned into a pile of blood, dripping on the ground, and strangely penetrated into the ground.

"Don't touch those books!"

All the monks looked shocked. Only then did they understand why the ground under their feet was black and red, and it turned out that they were stained with the blood of the monks.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared, and everyone looked at it in surprise. When they saw the true face of the golden light, a hint of ecstasy suddenly appeared on their faces.

"Shareland, that's a relic!"

Someone shouted, and everyone rushed towards the direction of the golden light as if they were crazy.

In the end, a monk from the second level of the out-of-body stage led everyone one step ahead and took the relic into his hands.

"Haha, Sarizi, it's me Zhao Tian." Holding Sarizi tightly in his hand, the monk laughed wildly.

But then, the crazy laughter on his face disappeared, and he changed into a fierce look, because around him, the monks looked at him with red glasses. Even if he was a monk in the out-of-body stage, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart when he saw it.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Tian asked sternly.

"Super the relics, otherwise you will die!" The monks roared like a demon.

Zhao Tian was stunned, and then a cold light burst out in his eyes. The relics were a treasure. Even though the relic in his hand was not of high quality, he was unwilling to hand it over just like this.

"If you want relics, see if you have any life to get them!"

In his opinion, he had the second level of the out-of-body stage, which was enough to shock the vast majority of the cultivators here, but what he didn't expect was that before he finished speaking, countless attacks came towards him.

Everyone proved their choice to him with practical actions.

Zhao Tian was startled and hurriedly resisted. However, although he was powerful, he was unable to defeat four hands when facing the attacks of hundreds of people. After persisting for more than ten moves, his figure was submerged in the attacks of everyone, and even the Nascent Soul was torn apart by everyone.

With Zhao Tian's death, the relic fell into the hands of another person, and then another fierce battle.

This cycle repeats itself, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people died here.

At this time, a monk in the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek snatched the relics in his hand. He did not face everyone like those before, but almost the moment the relics took action, his figure quickly rushed to the second level of the pagoda.

When they arrived at the entrance of the second floor, the monk's figure flashed and disappeared instantly at the entrance of the second floor. The rest of them roared and all chased after him.

Outside the pagoda, Long Shisan looked at Master Yimei and frowned and asked, "What is the danger in the pagoda?"

But he was destined to be disappointed. Yimei just shook his head at him, then stared at the direction of the pagoda, and a look of expectation appeared in his eyes.

"I don't know, which level they can reach?"

At this time, the Master Miaoshui who had never spoken suddenly said, "The pagoda is right in front of you. Since you are all afraid of not daring to enter, then I will take the lead and leave!"

As he said that, Master Miaoshui said to the monks of the Pure Water Sect behind him, and walked towards the pagoda first.

Long Shisan was still hesitant in his heart, but when he saw that Miaoshui Zhenren had already taken the people from the Jingshui Sect into the pagoda, he stopped hesitating and said to the people of the Crazy Sword Sect behind him, and followed him.

Seeing this scene, Master Yimei's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked at the Buddhists beside him, and a hint of anxiety appeared in his eyes.

"Sir, these two people are very strong. Should we go in now? Otherwise, if they get that thing and we want to take it back, it would probably not be an easy thing."

Hearing Master Yimei's words, a cold light burst out from the Buddhist's eyes and said coldly: "That thing is my sacred object in Lingzhou. I must bring it back. We must not be misleading and leave!"

Master Yimei was relieved when he heard this, and then he led everyone into the pagoda.

Outside the pagoda, only Zhang Yifeng was left hidden in the corner.

"Do you want to go in?"

Looking at the people who disappeared at the entrance of the pagoda, Zhang Yifeng looked a little hesitant, as if he was making an extremely difficult decision.

He weighed the pros and cons in his heart for a long time, and his expression became firm.

"I'll go in in a quarter of an hour."

Those ants in the Yuanhua period are not afraid of, what are they afraid of?
Chapter completed!