Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1254 Blood Temple

Tang Seng had already guarded against this move, when the opponent's crowd moved.

He also made a move immediately, and with a gesture, the sword in his hand shot out in an instant, and shot away, a cold light flashed into the back of a monk at the fusion stage.

He didn't know which sect's suzerain this was, in short, the other party would be damned if he could be here, and the targets of his attacks were naturally those monks in the fusion period.

He is absolutely sure of this sword, the opponent will definitely not survive.

Almost at the same time, with a gesture and a clenching of both hands, dozens of flying swords appeared out of thin air, and slashed at the crowd flying around.

"Congratulations to the host..."

"Congratulations to the host..."

"Congratulations to the host..."

Congratulations from the system prompt sounded continuously in his mind.

Tang Seng didn't care about the amount of merit points at all, and with a flash of figure, he flew straight towards another monk at the fusion stage.

On the side of Puji Temple, more than 30 monks above the Nascent Soul Realm, including Hui Xin, followed suit, and saw figures flickering one after another, chasing and killing the defeated monks.

The rest of the other low-level disciples did not move, and it was simply not their turn to fight at this level.

Tang Seng's dozens of flying swords were not aimless. The targets he chose were all cultivators at the transformation stage. When the sword light flashed, one person fell.

The cold light was shining, and dozens of flying swords were like dozens of death scythes, wantonly and ruthlessly harvesting the opponent's life.

Once, Tang Seng fought nearly [-] monsters alone with his own strength. In that situation, he still had an absolute upper hand, let alone facing the mob of these small sects.

After beheading the opponent's five integrated stage monks one after another, the rest are even less of a concern.

Back and forth, within a cup of tea, the battle was declared over.

"Xuanzang, those cubs from the Five Tiger Gates?" Hui Xin, who was holding a sword in his hand, came to Tang Seng's side in a blink of an eye, and asked those disciples who had escaped from the Five Tiger Gates in the distance.

Tang Seng pondered for a while and said: "The abbot is quite familiar with the Wuhumen. You all know which ones should be killed and which ones should not be killed. How to deal with them is up to you!"

"The abbot understands!"

Huixin agreed, and with a wave of her gesture, she led all the disciples in Puji Temple to kill them.

He was on the way, when he suddenly realized that he actually answered Xuanzang with the words "the abbot understands", which is completely nondescript!

At this moment, he realized that before he knew it, the entire Puji Temple, including himself as the abbot, had regarded Xuanzang as the backbone of Puji Temple and the leader of Puji Temple.

The disciples above the Golden Core Realm of Wuhumen, and even the late and peak Golden Core Realm disciples had come out to intercept and kill the monks of Puji Temple, and were killed in a short time.

Those remaining disciples running around were all extremely low-level people, and they did not pose any threat to the monks of Puji Temple, so Tang Seng did not take action.

Even so, the battle was over in less than half an hour, and before Tang Seng ordered, he had already begun to clean the battlefield.

An hour later, amidst the flames, Tang Seng and his party continued on their way.

As for sects such as Jiujiemen, Mulongzhai, Xuedaojiao, and Qianyuanhui, according to what Huixin said, after the upper-level powerhouses of these sects are wiped out, they will be greeted by the crazy bloodbath of their former enemies.

People in Puji Temple will not get involved.

In this battle, Puji Temple harvested a lot of resources. Almost all the cultivation resources of the five sects belonged to their respective suzerains.

Tang Seng didn't pay much attention to those things. For him, the nearly [-] merit points he gained during this period was his biggest gain.

The day was calm, and the group of people went about their business. On the way, Tang Seng found an opportunity to enter the chaotic world, handed over all the spiritual materials that the tiger monster compensated him to Xiong Da, and arranged for him to refine several kinds of elixirs.

The next day, continue on your way.

At this time, Tang Seng and Hui Xinfei were still in front, and the two walked all the way and said that Tang Seng learned more about the world through the time on the road.

Especially about the Dabei Temple in Xiliang Mountain.

"A great witch again?"

While talking, within the range of Tang Seng's spiritual sense, he found someone shopping.

Not two, not three, but a group.

Moreover, both sides of the fight are wearing masks and cannot see their true colors.

The masks of the two groups are not the same.

Tang Seng is very familiar with the masks of one group, which is exactly the mask worn by the great witches of the Wu clan, while the other group has red masks, which look more dazzling and hideous.

"Another big witch blocking the way?"

Hearing Tang Seng's murmur, Huixin hurriedly asked.

Although Tang Seng's realm is not as high as his, his spiritual sense is far stronger than Huixin's. Up to now, Huixin still hasn't found anything, let alone the other monks of Puji Temple.

If he wanted to know what happened, he could only ask Tang Seng tirelessly.

"It's good to be a big witch, but it doesn't seem to be coming for us. It's very strange. Could it be a shopping mall of the Wu clan? There are two groups of masked men fighting, one of which has more than 20 people, and the other has more than a dozen people, slightly smaller than the other party. Few people, wearing red masks..."

Tang Seng told Huixin one by one what he had observed with his spiritual thoughts.

When Tang Seng mentioned the red mask, Hui Xin let out a little surprise and said, "Why did the people from the Blood Temple fight with the Wu Clan?"

"Blood Palace?"

Tang Seng was a little surprised when he heard such a name for the first time.

Huixin sighed and said, "Xuanzang, I really suspect that you have been cultivating in a certain place until now, and then you came out to walk. Otherwise, why don't you know anything about the outside world?"

Tang Seng smiled wryly and said: "The poor monks travel abroad, but they are all between famous mountains and rivers, or various monasteries, wherever they are prosperous, they can go wherever they want. If we talk about hard work, it is also a common thing. How can I go up."

"Hehe, I think so too. Even if you walk outside, you rarely interact with people! Well, let's not talk about this issue, let's talk about the Blood Palace. This Blood Palace is a very mysterious human race organization, not a witch race. .No one even knows who the highest leader of the Blood Palace is, or who the Blood Palace is composed of. But the Blood Palace is very strong, very strong.”

While talking, Hui Xin became serious and began to introduce the Blood Palace.

"The main symbol of the Blood Temple is that they all wear red masks. Xuanzang, look, is there a small symbol or imprint on the forehead on the top of the mask?"

Hearing this, Tang Seng sensed it carefully with his spiritual sense again, and it was as Hui Xin said, those red masks really had symbols such as plum blossoms, triangles and some strange shapes.

(End of this chapter)