Temple of Madness

Chapter 377 Transfer
Chapter 377 Transfer

Jiao Yang was just about to answer that it was impossible, but suddenly heard a cry of help coming from a distance.

"Help! Help!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Hai was immediately surprised, and quickly said, "It's Uncle Wang and the others!"

When Jiaoyang heard it, he immediately rushed towards the source of the sound with a long sword in his hand, Yan Guixing followed closely behind, Xiaohai tightened his grip on the extended meteor hammer and excitedly chased after him.

He finally has a place to play, this time he is no longer a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken!
Scorching Sun glanced at the panic-stricken people in front of him and the monks who were chasing a dozen seventh-rank warriors behind him shouted angrily, and swung the long sword in his hand at them, and the blade of the sword knocked all the monks to the ground.

Xiao Hai excitedly watched Jiaoyang show his hand, and said excitedly: "Master, please give me a chance to show off. I am also a level 7 warrior, and I can practice with them."

Jiao Yang nodded lightly to him, and walked towards the group of ordinary people with Yan Guixing.

"Senior Yan, you escort them to the passage as quickly as possible, and transfer them. I'm going around to see if there are any ordinary people coming over."

"it is good."

Several people worked together, although Xiaohai struggled to deal with the monks at the beginning, but the sun always helped him resolve the crisis when he was about to lose his strength.

Gradually, Xiao Hai fought them with ease, and the sun was finally relieved, her consciousness was fully opened, covering the entire forest in the eastern suburbs, exploring the surrounding situation, as long as someone came, she would be able to detect it immediately.

Xiao Hai was fighting excitedly, but the scorching sun was really impatient, and directly chopped all those people away with his sword energy.

"Don't practice your hands anymore, hurry up, a group of people are coming from the west, they should also be hunted down, their speed is very fast."

"it is good!"

Xiao Hai put away his smile, followed the scorching sun with a serious face, and quickly ran to the west of the woods.

Sure enough, in the west, a group of people were being held down by those monster monks. The long knives in their hands had already cut the throats of several innocent people.

"Help, didn't Xiang Xiaohai and the others say that there would be an expert to rescue us from the sea of ​​suffering? What about people? Why did they come after us and hunt them down?"

"I regret it. They didn't want to rescue us at all, but let us die early."

There were mournful cries all around, and the scorching sun frowned. He didn't like this bloody scene very much, and a cloud of anger rose in his heart. He clasped his hands together, and dozens of fireballs suddenly rose around his body. He waved his hands vigorously, Facing the demon monks, they rushed over.

"what!"

Those monster monks were only level 8 fighters at the highest level. They used the fireball technique of the Mahayana realm in the scorching sun. Before they could resist, they were directly burned by the fireball, turning into a white mist and dissipating in the air.

Xiao Hai froze in shock, his shoulders trembling a bit, but looking at the corpses all over the place, he felt that these were not enough, these monstrous monks should send them to the 18th floor of hell, and they would never be reborn forever.

Scorching Yang walked up to the thirteen survivors with a cold face, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Those common people's eyes were full of tears, looking at the scorching sun, thinking about her skills just like a god descending, they were extremely shocked, but they were overwhelmed by the grief of losing their loved ones just now, so they could only cry.

"Xiao Hai, take them to the tunnel immediately and transfer them to the territory of Xinhua Kingdom. I'm going to another place now. Someone seems to be doing it there too."

Scorching Yang really didn't want to endure the tangy smell of blood around him, so he turned and flew away with his brows furrowed.

Looking at the direction where the scorching sun disappeared, Xiao Hai sighed softly, helped up an old man who was lying on the ground, and said in a very gentle tone: "Grandpa, I am really sorry, we are late, everyone should rush to the passage to transfer Go to the secret realm. There, everyone can be treated equally, and there will be absolutely no fighting."

A young man still had blood stains on his face from when his relatives had just cut their throats. He shook his head desperately in horror, and shouted in a trembling voice: "You are lying, we are going, maybe what is waiting for us is death, you all Liars, you all want us dead!"

Xiao Hai looked at the young man with a terrified expression on his face, shook his head helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "I think you all should know me. I used to be an ordinary person, but now I can practice, and my master is from that country. The ruler of the country. I guarantee with my personality that in that place, you can live a carefree life, and you will never live a life of fear like you are now."

A few people still couldn't believe Xiao Hai, but the old man Xiao Hai supported coughed lightly and said majesticly: "Anyway, we are going to die anyway, let's go there and have a look first, for us, our life is nothing, we There is no power to resist. But we can try to change."

With the old man's words, those young people finally got up and packed their bags, wiped away the wet tears from the corners of their eyes, and walked in the direction of the space corridor behind the children.

When they saw the long line of people walking towards the space tunnel in an orderly manner, these people finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiao Hai also handed them over to Yan Guixing and the others, and he followed the direction where the scorching sun left chase after.

"Xiao Hai, you escort these people to transfer, and I will stop those pursuers."

The scorching sun didn't stay here for a moment, and everyone was using the fastest speed to transfer to Xinhua. The fire in the Buddhist capital finally ignited ragingly, disturbing the tranquility of the Buddhist capital.

Just when all the so-called people were anxiously putting out the fire, Zhang Yang's invisibility technique finally disappeared, revealing his figure, and suddenly the guards in front of him screamed in shock.

"who are you!"

With an evil smile on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, he punched the guard directly in the face, causing the guard to fall to the ground with nosebleeds.

"I'm your grandpa!"

Zhang Yang radiated the true energy from his whole body, and the iron-bone airflow scattered all the guards around him, looking at him in shock.

I saw Zhang Yang took a few strides, and rushed towards the central hall with the wind under his feet.

After Uncle Xia entered the hall, there was no sound, which made Zhang Yang very anxious. It also conflicted with their previously agreed plan, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Uncle Xia will be all right?"

Zhang Yang didn't care too much after thinking about it, he raised his hand to face the heavy iron gate, couldn't punch it down, there was a bang, and the mountain shook instantly.

Suddenly, five figures jumped out from behind Zhang Yang, holding sticks in their hands, facing Zhang Yang, and shouted coldly: "Where did the ignorant junior come from? How dare you forcefully break into my Buddhist capital hall!"

(End of this chapter)