After killing the monk, Master Yimei looked at everyone with a cold look and said, "You used to complain that my God Talisman Sect had blocked the pagoda and refused to let you in. Now you have come in and want to leave, but you have no choice."

When everyone heard this, their faces became ugly.

Just now, many people wanted to leave with the same idea as the dead cultivator at the eighth level of Yuanhua stage, but they did not expect that the people from the Divine Talisman Sect would do this.

At this moment, they finally realized that they had no way out.

On the side, Xiong Da's face looked a little ugly. Although the cultivator at the eighth level of the Yuanhua stage just joined his team temporarily, he was also his person after all. Master Yimei killed him without asking, which was equivalent to slapping him in the face.

If it were someone else, he would have rushed up to kill the man, but the person in front of him was Master Yimei. Although he was arrogant, with his cultivation level, he did not have the courage to provoke a formation king. It is said that this formation king has the eighth level of the out-of-body stage.

Regardless of formation or cultivation, you can kill him in seconds.

"One day, I will twist your head off!"

Looking at Master Yimei, a strong murderous intent burst out from Xiong Da's eyes.

Master Yimei seemed to have some awareness and looked at Xiong Da with sharp eyes. Xiong Da was shocked and suddenly lowered his head.

Master Yimei glanced at Xiong Da, who was lowering his head in confusion. After a while, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the fear in everyone's eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, Master Yimei looked around, and there was nothing in his eyes, and there was not even an entrance to the fifth level of pagoda.

Seeing this, Master Yimei's face couldn't help but become solemn.

In order to obtain the treasures in the nine-story pagoda, they made very sufficient preparations, and even risked the consequences of offending the entire Tianzhou monks to get involved with the Buddhists from Lingzhou. If they had no gains here, they would not be able to explain it at all when they returned to the sect.

Moreover, they had already paid a very high price to invite the Buddhists in Lingzhou, but they did not expect that they would actually get this consequence.

Thinking of this, Yimei Dashi's face looked a little ugly. He glanced at the Miaoshui Zhenren and Long Shisan and asked, "Have you seen anything?"

Zhenren Miaoshui and Long Shisan both shook their heads with serious expressions. They had just used their spiritual sense to search every corner of the space, but found nothing.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, an anxious cry suddenly came from the crowd, which immediately attracted the attention of Master Yimei and others.

Everyone looked in confusion and saw a rough-faced monk suddenly trembling violently, and his eyes showed a red color, and his face showed a strange smile.

In front of the rough monk, a young monk looked at the rough monk with anxiety on his face.

"Go and go and take a look."

Long Shisan said, and took the lead in walking towards the rough monk.

"Haha, heaven, I saw the heaven." The rough monk suddenly burst into laughter.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely strong wave of spiritual power emerged from the rough monk.

"No, he's going to self-destruct!"

Long Shisan's face changed drastically and he wanted to stop him, but it was too late and he had only time to add a spiritual shield in front of him.

"Everyone will do their best to protect themselves!"

When Master Yimei and Master Miaoshui heard this, their faces changed drastically and they spoke to remind their disciples of their respective sects.

boom!

As soon as they finished speaking, the spiritual power fluctuated to the extreme. Finally, with a huge roar, his body suddenly burst open, and the majestic energy overflowed around.

Many monks were shaken away by the aftermath of the explosion before they could react. The monks closest to him were the most unlucky. Their bodies changed almost instantly to a touch of ashes, and even the Nascent Soul dissipated.

In this small space, the self-destruction of the peak monks in the Nascent Soul Stage is not so easy to withstand. In the self-destruction just now, six or seven monks died, and dozens of people were seriously injured.

People from the three major sects, because of the reminder from Long Shisan and others, and the distance between them was a bit far from the self-destructive cultivator, except for a few people who suffered minor injuries, there were no casualties, while those casual cultivators suffered heavy casualties.

After the explosion, everyone looked at the center of the explosion. When they saw the scene in front of them, their expressions were stunned.

Because of the explosion just now, a huge pit appeared in the center of the fourth floor of the pagoda, and a cushion appeared in the pit.

The cushion is a unique product of Lingzhou. Because there are many Buddhist disciples in Lingzhou, the cushion is used by Buddhists to meditate and practice. It is not strange that a cushion appears in the pagoda, but the cushion in front of him actually emits a faint golden light, and there is a relic the size of a little finger on the cushion.

The glory on the futon was released by the relics.

"It's a relic, grab it!"

Seeing the relics on the cushion, everyone's eyes were full of madness and no longer cared about anything else. Seven or eight people close to the pit jumped out of the pit in an instant and grabbed the relics on the cushion with a greedy look on their faces.

"Hmph, a group of ants, you can't even know how to live or die."

Seeing the monks reaching their hands towards the relics on the cushion, the Buddhists all had a look of sarcasm in their eyes.

On the side, Master Yimei frowned when he saw this and was about to ask.

At this moment, a scream sounded, Master Yimei was stunned and looked at the cushion suddenly. When he saw the scene in front of him, his face suddenly changed.

The monk walking in the front picked up the relics from the cushion when a golden light emerged from the cushion. The golden light was like a knife, cutting off the monk's entire arm directly.

Immediately afterwards, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

The broken arm fell on the cushion and disappeared directly. A flash of light flashed by, and the relics on the cushion became slightly larger than before.

The monk with his arm broke screamed, and a red light appeared in his eyes. He looked at the monks beside him, with a strange smile on his face.

"I'll send you to heaven."

The expressions of the monks changed drastically, and they almost immediately retreated, but it was still late.

boom!

Another violent explosion sounded, and the broken-armed monk also exploded. None of the monks in the pit were spared.

The dust dissipated, and everyone looked into the pit, their faces changed.

After experiencing the violent explosion just now, the futon was completely unscathed, and the bodies of the dead were nowhere to be seen. The relic on the futon became larger than before.

An unprecedented panic spread in the hearts of the monks.
Chapter completed!