"Before death, I died with that bastard. These 100 worries should be the reward for killing." Sun Erlang was never stupid. After a brief recollection, he guessed the origin of worries on his body.

"To put it, what exactly did we experience just now?" Wang Xuanba shivered and subconsciously touched his chest, as if the pierced wound was still there.

"Is it a dream? But the feeling before death is too real." Wang Xuanba murmured.

Sun Erlang stared at the lines of small words in front of him, trying to find more useful information.

But unfortunately, there is no other explanation except for these words themselves.

"It seems that we still have to rely on ourselves to explore." Sun Erlang's face was a little unfair.

At this time, Yue Zhenwei suggested: "It's better, let's go to the border of the dog-headed monster to see the situation."

"The strength of those two monsters is actually similar to ours. As long as you are careful and not attacked by sneak attacks, you should be fine."

"Okay! I want to seek revenge on them too! The one who died just now was so frustrating!" Wang Xuanba's eyes showed fierce light.

The three of them marched towards the border of Qiuxi Prefecture again.

On the way, Sun Erlang discovered that they had encountered more monks along the way than before. And they no longer looked listless, but instead gathered in groups of three or five, as if discussing something.

To get close to eavesdropping, Sun Erlang and the others found that these people communicated with each other not with sound or spiritual consciousness, but a communication method that they could not observe.

"Maybe you can inquire with them." Wang Xuanba looked at the five monks gathered not far away, and seemed to be the only ones in the middle stage of foundation building, and his eyes flashed.

Yue Zhenwei stopped him: "Don't be impulsive! If it is not surprising, these people should be like us, and can [resurrect]. People who are not afraid of death want to ask something from their mouths, brute force is useless..."

"Go to the target location first!" Sun Erlang also shouted in a low voice.

Wang Xuanba nodded and then looked away.

In this life, Sun and Wang learned a lot of skills in preaching Taichung at a young age. They were young and frivolous, and the formations they encountered along the way after leaving Daxuan were all blinking their fingers. Therefore, they were even more arrogant. It was because they were ambushed by monsters before, which made them restrained a little.

When I arrived at the place where I "fall" before, the scene I saw surprised the three of them: "Why is the world opposite different from what I saw last time?"

The scene of the huge rocks on the seaside of Shilinzhou disappeared, replaced by a murderous forest of swords. Thousands of rotten swords pierced into the earth, swaying as the breeze blew.

Buzz...

Perhaps because they were too close, at the moment when the sword forest sword trembled together, Sun Erlang seemed to hear a stern sound of swords in his ears.

Sun Erlang's heart trembled and he instinctively tilted his head to avoid it.

An invisible sword energy flew over his cheek and cut off a piece of flesh. Without caring about the pain from his face, Sun Erlang fled back and rushed back. He stopped until the sense of crisis faded. There was no doubt that if he could not dodge just now, being cut off would not be as simple as a little flesh and blood.

"This world seems to be more dangerous than the three I encountered last time?" Yue Zhenwei frowned and guessed.

Next, the three of them roughly investigated the world bordering Qiuxi Prefecture.

There is another place in the sword forest, deep valley. There seems to be a place where the Demonic Sect is located. There are no less than thousands of vicious cultivators gathered.

From a distance, you can see these demon monks feed on people, torture people for fun, and refine weapons with human bones.

The purgatory scene made Wang Xuanba’s blood surging, and he wanted to rush over on the spot and sweep the Demon Sect.

However, Wang Xuanba was just impulsive, not stupid. In the end, he didn't act rashly, but just spitted hard at the opposite side.

The three of them gathered together again to discuss: "Would you first find out some common sense issues with the local monks here, or do you want to explore other worlds?"

"The monks of Wuyou Pao Land obviously know some rules that we don't know. If you ask rashly, you may not be able to reveal our identity as soon as you open your mouth."

"It may be life-saving, but maybe it will be left here forever."

"Try searching for souls? The Holy Master has talked about this. Although he has not officially used it for monks, I think he can give it a try." Wang Xuanba was eager to try it.

"Don't forget, we are probably in a dream now. The soul searching technique may not be useful."

After the three of them were silent for a while, they decided to give it a try first.

"Find a monk who is alone and has weak strength."

"Turn him out first."

The three of them searched in Qiuxi Prefecture for most of the day before finally finding a suitable target.

This person seems to have only the initial stage of foundation building cultivation, and seems to be out of touch with his teammates for some reason, and is looking for him anxiously.

"Do it!"

With a loud shout, the three of them instantly fell on the foundation-building cultivator.

Black whirlwind, gray giant axe, and Yue Zhenwei's purple aura long sword.

However, what surprised the three of them was that they tried their best to explode, even enough to severely damage the Nascent Soul monk, but the combined attack did not cause any damage to the foundation-building monk in front of them!

The light and shadow of the foundation-building monk flashed, and all the attacks fell into vain.

He looked at Sun Erlang and the other two with incredible eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back.

At the same time, Sun Erlang found the few lines of small words that had been present in front of him, and he jumped for a while.

No other changes.

But the number of worries-free coins has become zero.

Sun Erlang thrust his face.

Wang Xuanba also sent a voice to cry: "How come Le Tu coins can still be negative? 100 was deducted!"

Yue Zhenwei's face was also very gloomy: "So too."

Within the moment they were communicating, a white light suddenly appeared on the attacked foundation-building monk. The white light swallowed it up. Finally, he looked at Sun Erlang and the others with an idiot's eyes, and then the foundation-building monk disappeared on the spot.

"..." The three Daxuan trio looked at each other silently and met silently.

"It seems that this should be some natural limitation in the Prairie Land. We are of the same type as these monks. The monsters we encountered before, including those in the border world, may be another type. The monks cannot attack each other, and they may even punish them. Killing monsters in the border world will have rewards including worries..." After a brief depression, Sun Erlang quickly became excited again. Based on the experiences of several people, he made memories and summarized them.

"It is impossible to determine what consequences will be caused by deducting too much of the worry-free coins. But it is better not to try it. Go to the border world first and earn back the negative worry-free coins."

At this point, the three of them had given up their plans to search the soul.

If you can't even hit, why do you still search for souls?

After a lot of anger, they discussed and based on their own intuitive feelings, they finally chose the seemingly most dangerous world of the Demon Sect among the three boundary worlds.

"Although there are many enemies in that ghost place, how high can the cultivation level of those who use ordinary human corpses to refine magic weapons?"

"The spells are also vulgar. It's okay to scare ordinary people, they are fancy and can't stop me from axe." Wang Xuanba said confidently.

"But, be careful. After all, we have all died once. I have a premonition that the number of deaths may be more important than the Wuyou Coin." Yue Zhenwei looked at the constantly beating characters in front of him and said in a deep voice.

After the three of them made up their plans, they fought back and entered the world of the Demon Sect.

In the world of the Demon Sect, thousands of demonic paths were stunned by the trio falling from the sky. After a moment of stunned silence, they called out the language that Sun Erlang could not understand and besieged them one after another.

The blood is overwhelming and the resentful souls are countless. They look scary.

"Die for me!"

Unexpectedly, a giant gray axe easily tore apart all the bloody resentful souls released by hundreds of demon cultivators.

The giant axe remains unabated and swept from left to right. Every time he swung, he can take away the lives of dozens of demon cultivators.

Wang Xuanba was red in his eyes and extremely excited.

"Erlang, these beasts are weaker than they thought!"

Sun Erlang, who was also quickly harvesting the monks of the Demon Sect, did not agree. Instead, a sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Just like facing the dog-headed monster whose head had been cut off before!

Sun Erlang immediately looked around, and while extermining the enemy, he searched for the real target.

"Look at it!" Yue Zhenwei reminded Sun Erlang to observe a huge statue standing in the Demon Sect.

This statue did not appear when I was observing outside the world before.

Even when Sun Erlang came to this world, it was still hidden.

It was not until the battle became more intense that the three of them appeared unknowingly.

The statue seems to be stitched together by countless human corpses, emitting a piss of evil spirits.

The statue's face has no specific face.

Just pairs of pale arms stretched out, constantly waving.

Every time Sun Erlang and his friends killed a monk in the Demon Sect, they would extend their arms from the statue's face.

Just like these dead Demon Sect monks were actually swallowed by huge statues.

Sun Erlang's slaughtering action could not help but pause slightly.

But the crazy Demon Sect monks had no intention of letting them go. They were not afraid of their companions' death. They even stuffed the scattered corpses and remains into their mouths, and then screamed and launched an even more crazy attack.

"What should I do? Kill or not?"

Obviously, killing the monks of the Demon Sect will give the huge statue some kind of energy. Looking at the countless pale arms growing like mushrooms after a rain, Sun Erlang couldn't help but feel trembling in his heart.

But he still responded very decisively: "Kill!"

The purple air roared, and the long dragon paused its head. With one blow, thousands of demon cultivators were killed, and the tide-like encirclement was immediately empty.

But soon, the fearless Demon Sect cultivator blocked the gap again.
To be continued...