648 Summit
Song Fuya's words shocked Liu Zhu.
"I have searched the area and there is no trace of Li Fan. So, I estimate that he should still be in the mountain temple."
Song Fuya looked at Liu Zhu and smiled, "Do you think you are smart? You want to use yourself as a bait to attract everyone's attention, and then let Li Fan hide in the mountain temple and wait until it is safe to leave. Although I can’t find him, I know that he is in the mountain temple. I can send people to burn that ruined temple!”
Liu Zhu frowned slightly, but it was only for a moment before she relaxed.
"up to you."
Liu Zhu turned around and left, seemingly unconcerned.
Seeing Liu Zhu leave so casually, Song Fuya couldn't help but murmur in her heart. Could it be that he was really not with Li Fan
"Dharma Protector, do you want to burn it?"
A subordinate of the Demon Cult came forward to ask.
"burn!"
Song Fuya waved his hand, and a group of Demon Cult disciples surrounded the ruined temple and drew their bows and arrows at the same time. At the same time, these people wrapped the arrowheads in cotton and linen, dipped them in alcohol, lit them with torches, and then started shooting arrows towards the ruined temple!
Rockets landed on the ruined temple one after another, setting it on fire.
Even though it was covered with wind and snow, the fire used by the Demon Cult did not know what ingredients were added to it. It burned more and more fiercely, and finally burned fiercely and engulfed the entire ruined temple.
Liu Zhu had already walked very far. She suddenly turned around and looked at the ruined temple that was burned red, and her heart felt a little tight.
Li Fan... I have done everything I should do, and you can only rely on yourself for the rest.
The flames burned for a long time, and finally the ruined temple collapsed and turned into a pile of black coke, with residual heat still rising, intertwined with red sparks, and steaming.
Song Fuya stood there with her arms folded, looked at it for a long time, and finally said.
"It seems that he really isn't here... Even if he is, he should be burned to death by the holy fire of my demon sect."
"Dharma protector, what should we do next?"
"Let's go back to the main hall first and wait for the next order from the leader."
"yes!"
Song Fuya left with a group of followers. Not long after they left, the pile of charcoal suddenly loosened and was knocked open. A palm wrapped in golden armor stretched out, followed by a man wearing golden armor. .
"Bah, that's so dirty."
Li Fan spat out two mouthfuls of dirty water, then patted the dust on his body and stood up. The golden armor on his body was slowly falling apart.
"How can you go to the main hall without taking me with you?"
Li Fan looked at the retreating Demon Cult army, and he followed them silently.
Although Li Fan's strength has not yet fully recovered, his Qinggong is still good. Without a trace in the snow, Li Fan just chased after the demon sect's large army, following their footsteps.
These people kept marching in a hurry, and soon descended from Kunlun Mountain. Then they divided into several waves, pretending to be employees of a certain company, got on different buses, and then drove separately.
But this was not a problem for Li Fan. He looked at which bus Song Fuya had taken, followed that bus, and got under the car easily.
This place is indeed a bit frustrating, but in order to find the main hall of the Demon Sect, Li Fan can still bear this grievance.
Although there will be a terrible enemy in the main hall, Li Weiwei, Li Fan doesn't know why, but he is looking forward to it.
Being able to fight against a master is the dream of every martial artist!
Li Fan is the man who pursues this!
He followed the bus for three days and nights. During these three days and nights, Li Fan didn't drink even a drop of water or eat a drop of rice. Although for general martial artists, eating is equivalent to replenishing energy, which is very important. But for Li Fan, he could suppress his hunger and only absorb energy from the surrounding air to temporarily supplement his nutritional needs.
But this is only temporary, Li Fan's limit is only five days.
After five days, Li Fan must eat and drink, otherwise his body will collapse.
The energy consumption of martial artists is much greater than that of ordinary people.
This is the law of conservation of energy, a law of nature.
Three days later, Li Fan followed the bus and came to an urban area.
After driving on the highway for three days, they didn't know which city they came to. The city was a bit prosperous, but it didn't look like a small town at first glance.
"Hurry in, don't wait!"
Song Fuya's voice came to my ears, and then the voice slowly faded away.
Li Fan gently fell down from the bottom of the car, and then took a look outside.
A disciple of the Demon Cult was sitting there with a cigarette in his mouth, smoking happily.
Li Fan stretched out his hands, grabbed his legs, pulled him directly under the car, then covered his mouth and broke off his hands.
Boom!
This demon sect disciple had his neck broken directly by Li Fan, turned his head and died.
Li Fan really has nothing to be polite to the people of the Demon Sect. If they stay in this world, they are also a disaster!
After killing this man, Li Fan directly took off his clothes and put them on himself. There were so many disciples of the Demon Sect and the mob was running all over the place. Li Fan wanted to see if he could get in among them!
After changing into the clothes of the Demon Cult, Li Fan crawled out, slightly changed his appearance with alien bone replacement, and then walked openly towards a building in front of him.
Li Fan saw clearly just now that all those people entered the building.
What are these twin towers called? I don’t know who built them. It's incredible that the Demon Sect would set up its base in a place like this.
What is this called, a small hermit hiding in the forest, a big hermit hiding in the city
Li Fan couldn't help but think deeply.
It seems that because of Li Fan's clothes, he walked into the building unimpeded, and there was a large signboard at the door that read "Warmly celebrate the third summit of Solipsism!"
What the hell? Solipsism returns to the summit
Isn't this organization supposed to be very mysterious? Why is it holding a conference here
"What are you doing? Why don't you hurry in?"
A man who looked like a cadre scolded Li Fan, "What are you wandering around here for?"
Li Fan calmly nodded to the cadre, then followed his fingers and walked towards a large venue at the back.
He wanted to see what this so-called summit was all about.
Li Fan came to the venue and was shocked as soon as he opened the door.
The venue was densely packed with people from the Demon Sect, at least three to four thousand people! The darkness was so overwhelming that it was terrifying.
The Demon Sect... is indeed powerful in numbers!
However, the skills of these people are uneven. Li Fan can feel that there are masters and novices.
"Sit down quickly! The leader is coming to hold a meeting for us!"
A demon sect disciple scolded Li Fan. Li Fan remained silent and sat silently in the corner.