648 Summit

648 Summit

What Song Fuya said surprised Liu Zhu.

"I searched around, but there is no trace of Li Fan. So, I guess, he should still be in the mountain temple."

Song Fuya looked at Liu Zhu and chuckled, "Do you think you are smart? You want to use yourself as a bait to come out to attract everyone's attention, and then let Li Fan hide in the mountain temple until it is safe to leave. Although I can't find him, I know he is in the Mountain Temple. I can send someone to burn that ruined temple!"

Liu Zhu frowned slightly, but it was only for a moment before she let go.

"up to you."

Liu Zhu turned around and left, as if she didn't care.

Seeing Liu Zhu leaving so casually, Song Fuya couldn't help but mutter in her heart. Could it be that he really wasn't with Li Fan?

"Guardian, burn it?"

A member of the Devil's Cult stepped forward to inquire.

"burn!"

With a wave of Song Fuya's hand, a group of Demon Sect disciples surrounded the ruined temple and drew their bows and arrows at the same time. At the same time, these people wrapped the arrows 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 the ruined temple on fire.

Even though it was windy and snowy, the fire used by the Demon Cult did not know what kind of material was added. It burned more and more vigorously, and finally burned so fiercely that it engulfed the entire ruined temple.

Liu Zhu had already walked a long way, and she suddenly turned her head and looked at the burnt red ruined temple, feeling a little nervous in her heart.

Li Fan... I have already done what I should do, and the rest is up to you.

The flames burned for a long time, and finally the whole ruined temple collapsed, turning into a pile of black coke, the residual temperature was still rising, intertwined with red sparks, steaming.

Song Fuya folded her arms, stood there, looked at it for a long time, and finally said.

"It seems that he is really not here... Even if he is, he should be burned to death by the holy fire of my demon religion."

"Guardian, what should we do next?"

"Go back to the main hall first, and wait for the next order from the leader."

"yes!"

Song Fuya left with a group of congregants. Not long after they left, the pile of charcoal suddenly loosened and was knocked away. A hand wrapped in golden armor stretched out, followed by a man in golden armor .

"Bah bah, it's so dirty."

Li Fan spat out two mouthfuls of dirty water, then patted the dust off his body, stood up, and the golden armor on his body was falling apart little by little.

"Go to the main hall, how can you do it without me."

Li Fan looked at the large army of the Demon Cult going away, and he followed silently.

Although Li Fan's strength has not yet returned to full strength, his lightness kung fu is still good. Treading Wuhen, Li Fan just chased behind the Demon Sect's large troops, following in their footsteps.

These people have been marching in a hurry, and soon they went down the Kunlun Mountains, and then divided into several waves, pretending to be employees of a certain company, boarded different buses, and then drove separately.

But this is not a problem for Li Fan, he watched which car Song Fuya went to, followed that car, and easily got under the car.

This place is indeed a bit aggrieved, but in order to find the main hall of the Demon Cult, Li Fan can bear this grievance.

Although there will be a terrible enemy in the main hall, Li Weiwei, but Li Fan doesn't know why, but he feels a little hopeful in his heart.

To be able to fight against masters is the wish of every fighter!

Li Fan is a man with such a pursuit!

He followed the bus for three days and three nights. For three days and three nights, Li Fan didn't drink a drop of water or eat a drop of rice. Although for ordinary fighters, eating is equivalent to replenishing energy, which is very important. But for Li Fan, he can hold back 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 had to eat and drink, otherwise his body would collapse.

The energy consumption of fighters is far greater than that of ordinary people.

This is the law of conservation of energy, a law of nature.

And three days later, Li Fan followed the bus to an urban area.

After running on the highway for three days, I don't know which city they came to. The city is a bit bustling, and it is not a small town at first glance.

"Go in quickly, don't dawdle!"

Song Fuya's voice came from beside her ear, and then the voice gradually faded away.

Li Fan gently got down from the bottom of the car, and then glanced out.

A disciple of the Devil's Cult was sitting there with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, smoking happily.

Li Fan stretched out his hands, grabbed his legs, pulled him directly under the car, covered his mouth, and broke his hands.

Boom!

Li Fan directly broke the neck of this Demon Sect disciple, turned his head and died.

Li Fan really has nothing to do with people from the Demon Cult. They are also a scourge if they stay in this world!

After killing this man, Li Fan took off his clothes and put them on his own. With so many disciples of the Devil's Cult, and mobs running all over the place, Li Fan wanted to see if he could get in among them!

After changing into the clothes of the Devil's Cult, Li Fan crawled out completely, changed his appearance slightly with the alien bone replacement, and then walked towards a building in front of him openly.

Li Fan saw clearly just now, those people walked into the building.

What is this called the Twin Towers, and I don't know which local tyrant built it. It's amazing that the Demon Cult set up their base in such a place.

What is this called, the small hermit hides in the forest, the big hermit hides in the city?

Li Fan couldn't help but think deeply.

It seems that because of the clothes on Li Fan's body, he walked into the building unimpeded, and there was a large notice board at the door, which read "Warmly celebrate the third summit of Solipsism!"

What the hell? Only I teach and return to the summit?

Shouldn't this organization be very mysterious? Why are they holding meetings here?

"Why, why don't you go in quickly?"

A man who looked like a cadre yelled at Li Fan, "What are you doing here?"

Li Fan calmly nodded to the cadre, then followed his fingers and walked towards a large venue behind.

He wants to see what the hell this so-called summit is.

When Li Fan came to the venue, he was shocked as soon as he opened the door.

The meeting place was densely packed, full of people from the Demon Cult, there must be at least three or four thousand people! That blackness made people fearful.

The Devil's Cult... really has a lot of people!

However, the skills of these people are uneven. Li Fan can feel that there are masters and rookies.

"Sit down! The master is coming to give us a meeting!"

A Demon Sect disciple yelled at Li Fan, but Li Fan sat silently in the corner without saying a word.