Chapter 316: Real Monks and Fake Monks

The attacker suddenly launched the attack from hundreds of meters away.

This distance was beyond the attacker's perception range, and the attacker had no way to control the many needles.

Some needles plunged into the rock wall of the passage during flight.

However, most of the needles were still accurately shot at Song Wen.

Song Wen's mind moved, and the Turtle Snake Shield appeared.

The Turtle Snake Shield had just turned into a person's size to protect Song Wen, and the needles were already in front of him.

The moment the needles touched the shield, there were bursts of ding-dong crisp sounds, like the sound of plucking strings.

All the needles were blocked by the shield and fell to the ground.

Song Wen raised his hand and waved several spiritual powers.

The spiritual power rolled up the black needles one by one.

The needles flew towards the dark passage behind Song Wen like arrows from a string.

These black needles were obviously spiritual weapons of a cultivator, but the distance was beyond the attacker's spiritual perception range at this time, making it impossible for him to control the needles.

In order to be safe and avoid the needle being recalled by the other party, Song Wen simply threw it far away.

At this time, Song Wen sensed that a bald man had entered his perception range.

This man was wearing a cassock, with a scar on his head, and dressed like a monk.

Then, four men and two women, a total of six people, followed the bald man and entered the perception range.

These seven people were very fast and rushed towards Song Wen quickly.

The bald man had a hint of surprise on his face.

"Hey! My dragon beard needles all missed."

Song Wen's expression was cold.

He was so unlucky that he encountered a group of robbers before finding any spiritual medicine.

As soon as he entered the secret realm, these seven people intercepted and killed monks everywhere.

Obviously, before entering the secret realm, the seven people had already planned it.

Their purpose of entering the secret realm was not to find spiritual medicine in the secret realm, but to rob other monks.

There were a total of seven people on the other side, all of whom were late-stage foundation-building monks.

If the silver corpse and the ghost king were not used, it would be difficult for Song Wen to keep all seven people.

This place is too close to the entrance of the passage, and other cultivators may pass by at any time. It is not suitable to use the silver corpse and the ghost king, and there is a risk of exposure.

Leaving four holy armor Gu hidden in the cracks of the passage, Song Wen retreated to the back as a residual shadow.

Just after retreating dozens of meters, the two holy armor Gu responsible for monitoring the movements behind him received news again.

Someone is coming from the back.

Three monks from Hunyuan Temple came with dragon-like steps and tiger-like steps, and their expressions were quite unfriendly.

One of the monks had several punctures on his face.

His whole face turned black, obviously poisoned.

However, the punctures on his face were not deep, and the poison could not penetrate into his body, so he was forced out by his spiritual power.

"Who is the bastard who throws poison needles randomly!"

The poisoned monk gritted his teeth and roared.

Those poison needles were thrown out with great force, flying around without any rules.

After he turned a corner in the passage, he was not careful and was stabbed by several poisonous needles.

These three monks were all at the peak of foundation building.

Song Wen looked at the seven robbery cultivators in front of him, and then at the three monks behind him, with a look of astonishment.

He was blocked in the middle by both sides.

After thinking for a while, Song Wen took out a poisonous grass from the storage ring and swallowed it.

In an instant, Song Wen's skin turned black, as if he was deeply poisoned.

He staggered and ran towards the three monks.

"Be careful, fellow Taoist in front, there are robbery cultivators, run away."

Song Wen was like a chivalrous man, looking worried about the safety of others, and reminded the other party loudly.

When the distance between the two sides was less than 100 meters and had entered the perception range.

Song Wen's attitude changed suddenly and he cursed loudly.

"So you and Jie Xiu are in the same group. You evil monks of Hunyuan Temple eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha all day long. You look righteous, but in fact you are filthy and evil. You burn, kill, rob and do all kinds of evil."

Song Wen's curse made the three monks feel puzzled.

After entering the secret realm, they have been acting cautiously and have not done any evil things. How come they have the reputation of "doing all kinds of evil"?

However, the three monks saw that Song Wen was getting closer and closer, and they became alert.

A short monk raised his hand and waved, and a cassock flew out and hung above the heads of the three people.

The cassock kept spinning, emitting bursts of golden light, covering the three monks.

Above the golden light, scriptures kept flowing.

This cassock was obviously a defensive spiritual weapon, and it was a very high-grade spiritual weapon.

Noticing that Song Wen was only in the middle stage of foundation building, the three monks relaxed their vigilance.

"Donor, why do you curse my Hunyuan Temple when we meet for the first time?" a monk asked sternly.

Song Wen stopped only 20 meters away from the three people.

The Turtle Snake Shield rotated around Song Wen.

"Hmph! There are seven robbery cultivators in the back, led by a monk. In addition to your Hunyuan Temple, are there other monks in this secret realm..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Wen sat down on the ground.

He was panting and his face became extremely painful.

It seemed that he was too deeply poisoned and could not support it.

The three monks looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Could it be that there were really monks from Hunyuan Temple who, together with other monks, killed others?

At this moment, the seven robbery cultivators in the back also chased within a hundred meters and entered the perception range of the three monks.

When they saw the bald robbery cultivator in the lead.

The three monks were angry.

"That little thief dared to pretend to be a monk of our Hunyuan Temple, burn, kill, loot and ruin the reputation of our Hunyuan Temple. His crime is unpardonable."

The monk whose face was pricked by poisonous needles made several Buddha seals with his hands in front of him.

"Arhat's Golden Body!"

Suddenly, his body glowed with golden light.

The body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, he transformed into a giant man about ten feet tall, with muscles all over his body.

The giant man took steady but swift steps and charged towards the seven tribulation cultivators.

The remaining two monks looked helpless when they saw their companion taking action so recklessly.

Although, the three of them, the three peak foundation-building monks, do not need to fear the other seven.

But right now, there is no conflict of interest between the two sides. It would be unwise to go to war just over a trivial matter.

However, their companions had already taken action, and the two of them could not watch.

The short monk raised his hand and waved.

The cassock above his head suddenly flew out and landed on the top of the giant monk's head.

The golden color on the already dazzling giant monk became even thicker, as if he were the true form of the Arhat who had descended to earth.

At the same time, the short monk held a demon-conquering pestle, followed behind the giant monk, and headed towards the seven tribulation cultivators.

The last monk, holding a string of rosary beads, muttered something in his mouth, and walked forward slowly and slowly.

He didn't move quickly, but with every step he took, he could cover a distance of two to three feet, like a ghost, which was quite strange.

After Song Wen fell to the ground, he leaned against the rock wall of the passage.

He looked up and saw the giant monk and the short monk passing by him one after another.

Then the last monk stepped forward.

Even though he was about to fight with someone, this person still had peaceful eyes and a compassionate face.

He is like an eminent monk.

When he passed by Song Wen.

Suddenly he turned his head.

Looking at Song Wen.

Evil eyes.

There was also a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.

A compassionate monk suddenly turned into a crazy demon.

He gently flicked the rosary beads in his hand.

A phantom of a skeleton rushed out from the rosary.

The skeleton is holding a long knife. The long knife is rusty and has a cracked edge, as if it has experienced countless battles and vicissitudes of life.