"Who!" Dongfang Yu exclaimed.

Because the Shuiyun Fairy Mirror was broken, a large amount of white mist appeared at the scene, so much so that Ma Xing fell to the ground. She had not yet seen clearly who the murderer was...

However, her reaction was not slow either.

The moment Ma Xing fell to the ground, she pinched the magic formula, and a pair of mother-and-son rings appeared above her head. The white jade-like glow suddenly bloomed and shot towards the depths of the white mist.

At this moment, an ordinary piece of wood came over.

The surrounding glow shattered at the first touch, unable to block the wooden stick at all, and it reached Dongfang Yu in just an instant.

The next moment, Dongfang Yu's eyes darkened, and she followed Ma Xing's footsteps and fainted on the ground...

Outside the Sutra Pavilion, Zhao Sheng and others heard the noise.

But because of Liang Yan's magic blockade, they didn't hear the sound of fighting, and thought it was Ma Xing and Dongfang Yu who found something inside.

Among the three people, Zhao Sheng and Zhang Chong were the most impatient. They looked at each other and rushed into the attic without hesitation, fearing that others would take away the benefits.

But when they pushed the door open, they found two monks lying on the ground.

It is Ma Xing and Dongfang Jade!

"broken……"

Zhao Sheng understood something instantly and murmured to himself.

The next moment, he fell to the ground.

Along with him was Zhang Chong, and the four of them lay crookedly and fell into one piece.

Outside the house, Wen Wangqiu's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Seeing that there was no movement among the four people entering, he didn't know that the situation had changed.

"Did our plan be discovered by Master Baixiao?"

Thinking of this, Wen Wangqiu felt fear in his heart, and immediately turned around and ran away without hesitation.

At this moment, there was a loud sound of wind behind him, but a piece of wood flew through the air and was behind him in the blink of an eye.

Wen Wangqiu immediately cast his body-protecting spiritual light, maximizing his magic power.

But that piece of wood was invincible, and no magic power could stop it in the slightest, and it hit Wen Wangqiu firmly on the back of the head.

"Ugh!"

In the darkness, Wen Wangqiu groaned, the light disappeared, and he fell from the air...

The entire fight took place in a flash of lightning. In just a moment, the valley returned to its previous tranquility.

In the Sutra Pavilion, Liang Yan looked at the four people lying on the ground with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Strange! I came to the Sutra Pavilion to find information about the Seventh Difficulty. Why are these people all rushing to the Sutra Pavilion?"

You know, there are many treasures in this valley. The treasure gathering hall, alchemy room, weapon refining room... there must be good things there.

And monks like Ma Xing and Dongfang Yu are able to practice to the eighth difficulty. There is basically no shortage of skills, and the training system has been finalized.

In contrast, the priority of the Sutra Pavilion should not be so high!

"Is there another mystery in this Sutra Pavilion?"

Thinking of this, Liang Yan's heart moved and he walked to the nearest Ma Xing, wanting to search his soul.

But at this moment, there was a sound in the air outside the valley, and three more figures came quietly.

"Why is there anyone else here?"

Liang Yan looked surprised, and with a flash of thought in his mind, he decisively walked out of the house and dragged Wen Wangqiu, who had fallen into a coma, into the attic.

By the way, he also took back the wooden stick...

There are three reasons why Liang Yan used wooden strips.

First, he doesn't want to kill anyone.

Second, he didn't want to leave evidence.

Third, because of the Dao Tribulation, he wanted to use the minimum cost every time he made a move. Although this wooden stick was ordinary, he could defeat all kinds of magic by attaching a wisp of Chaos Sword Qi to it.

Just as Liang Yan dragged Wen Wangqiu into the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, the three men from outside the valley broke in.

I saw that these three people were also monks on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. The leader was Xiao Mo from Lingyin Sect. His reflection on Jiuyuan Lake was golden, and he was ranked 29th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

Although the reflections of the other two people are red, their rankings are not low, ranking 31st and 32nd respectively.

"Strange, why do I feel that the restrictions on Xuanji Island have become weaker?" one of them asked in confusion.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be suspicious. It's obviously Song's ancestral spirit beast that is so powerful that even the restrictions on Xuanji Island can't stop it!"

This person's name is Song Heng, and he is the head of a cultivation family. On his shoulder squats a spiritual beast, which looks like a monkey but not a monkey, with sly eyes.

Liang Yan heard the conversation between the three people in the Sutra Pavilion and secretly laughed in his heart.

Hasn’t it become weaker?

The restriction on this mysterious island was first broken by myself. Although it can be repaired by itself, its power is no longer as good as before.

Later, Zhao Sheng, Zhang Chong, and Wen Wangqiu jointly cracked it using the sect's magic weapon, and its power dropped a lot.

By the time Xiao Mo and Song Heng arrived, the power of the ban was already less than 20% of what it was in its heyday.

It can be said that the reason why these three people came in was entirely due to Liang Yan and Zhao Sheng.

"Anyway, we finally got in!"

Xiao Mo looked very excited: "It is said that the thing is inside the Sutra Pavilion. Time is running out. We have to act quickly."

"good."

Song Heng nodded and said in a deep voice: "It shouldn't take too long for the 'Building Heaven Pill' to be released. Master Baixiao will soon discover the anomaly. If time is wasted, we are all at risk of being exposed!"

The three of them flew away while talking.

In just a moment, they arrived at the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

How sharp is Liang Yan's consciousness? He could hear it clearly inside.

"It seems that there are really good things in this Sutra Pavilion!"

When he thought of this, Liang Yan was not in a hurry to leave.

He put away the storage rings belonging to Zhang Chong, Zhao Sheng and Wen Wangqiu. After hesitating for a moment, he also took away the storage rings belonging to Ma Xing and Dongfang Yu.

Originally, he had no grievances against Ma Xing and Dongfang Yu. He just wanted to knock them out and not take advantage of their storage rings.

However, Zhao Sheng caused Liang Yan to make a loss-making business at the exchange meeting. This debt must be repaid by him, and if he only takes Zhao Sheng's storage ring, then he will be very suspicious...

After thinking about it, Liang Yan finally decided to treat everyone equally and collect all the storage rings from these people.

Just after putting away the storage ring, three people outside the house rushed in impatiently.

Liang Yan sighed when he saw this.

Xiao Mo and the others were obviously not as good as Ma Xing, Dongfang Yu and the others were as alert as they were. They didn't check the Scripture Pavilion in advance and simply broke in.

Fortunately, Liang Yan had already made preparations and hid behind the door.

As soon as these three people came in, he stabbed each of them.

Poor Xiao Mo, Song Heng and others, some of them are elders of a sect, some are heads of aristocratic families, each of them is famous in their own area. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door, their eyes darkened and they fell limply to the ground.

With his previous experience, Liang Yan is now quite familiar with stabbing people.

Xiao Mo, Song Heng and others were completely stunned and felt no pain at all.

When Ma Xing barged in at the beginning, Liang Yan was caught off guard and used too much force and accidentally poked the man's mouth crooked.

"Sorry, sorry." Liang Yan sighed in his heart.

Soon, he also took away the storage rings of Xiao Mo and others.

"Let me see what secrets there are in the Sutra Pavilion..."

Liang Yan showed a very interested expression and immediately picked an unlucky guy among the crowd and prepared to search for his soul.

But at this moment, a powerful aura suddenly appeared at the entrance of the valley.

"Again!"

Liang Yan's eyes showed an impatient look.

Feeling: These people are not here to participate in the Pindan Conference, but to be thieves!

Master Baixiao has worked so hard to refine elixirs for you. How about you just spend every night exploring the Sutra Pavilion? Are you no longer a human being?

"What a bastard!"

Liang Yan cursed secretly in his heart, sincerely feeling unworthy for layman Baixiao.

However, out of anger, Liang Yan still cautiously let his consciousness out of the house, wanting to see who the person was.

In the dark night, a man in white robes flew through the air and quickly approached the location of the Sutra Pavilion.
To be continued...