Just when the ninth-grade martial arts cultivators were pouring into the "ghost" path.
But the young magician Mu Ling stayed.
He walked in front of the five people killed by Chu Xisheng and looked at the corpses intently.
The young magician's expression gradually became solemn. He leaned down and stared at the wounds on the corpse, and then he picked up a little blood and brought it to the tip of his nose to smell it.
"What's wrong?"
‘Shadowless Sword’ Zhuo Baiyun originally planned to walk into the narrow path.
At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Mu Ling's unusual behavior. He raised his sword eyebrows, immediately pushed aside the crowd, and walked over with his hand on his sword.
"Mu Ling, what's wrong with these corpses?"
The young magician looked up and saw Zhuo Baiyun approaching, and was instinctively startled.
The Ying family only arranged two guards for him. If Zhuo Baiyun had the intention to kill him, then the three of them would probably not survive more than five breaths.
But Mu Ling quickly let down his guard.
Chu Xisheng and Si Huangquan have not been eliminated, Zhuo Baiyun will not be stupid enough to take action against him at this time.
Besides, being on guard is useless, Zhuo Baiyun's sword can take care of them in the shortest time.
"It's very strange." Mu Ling pointed to the five corpses: "The vitality and spirit among these corpses are all gone-"
Zhuo Baiyun was stunned when he heard this and looked at the corpses intently.
All things have spirits, and the human race is the leader of all spirits.
Although they have lost the huge bodies and innate divine power of their ancestors, their spirituality is recognized as the strongest among all mortal creatures.
Theoretically, even after people die, their spirituality will exist for a long time.
There is also vitality hidden in human bone marrow and blood, which generally dries up within two to three days after death.
"It's really missing," Zhuo Baiyun frowned: "Is there something wrong with Chu Xisheng's sword skills? I heard that some evil sword skills can absorb people's vitality and spirit."
"He only used the Wind Chaser Knife." Mu Ling looked at him sideways and said, "His knife skills are very authentic."
That is the pure inheritance of the Formless Divine Sect——
Zhuo Baiyun thought carefully, then smiled bitterly: "Then I just don't understand. Could someone still steal the vitality and soul of these five people in public?"
He shook his head and pointed in the direction of the intersection with the word "Ghost": "This is indeed a bit weird, but we'd better leave first. If we delay any longer, we will fall behind."
During this time, most of the people gathered at the intersection had left.
Mu Ling frowned, but stood up and followed Zhuo Baiyun towards the crossing.
He was very curious about this matter, but judging from the situation at the scene, there were no clues for him to explore the truth.
And just when the young magician Mu Ling was about to step into the entrance, he suddenly turned around and looked at the word "Shen'ao Sanren" on the tablet with the word "神".
There was nothing unusual about the illusory figure on the monument. He still had his hands behind his back and looked forward motionless.
However, Mu Ling felt that there seemed to be a cold gaze nearby, staring at him.
Mu Ling's brows furrowed, and then the corners of his lips curled up, showing a bit of sarcasm.
He suppressed the strange feeling for a moment, turned around and walked into the crossing.
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After Chu Xisheng on the other side walked into the Yaozi Road, he saw nothing but fog in front of him.
It wasn't until they groped around an angle that their view improved slightly.
What appeared before them at this time was a desolate ancient road that led to nowhere.
This road was originally paved with large bluestone bricks, but because no one had walked on it for thousands of years, the road was covered with grass and vines.
There are dense forests on both sides, with giant trees towering into the sky, and you can't see the edge at a glance.
They really couldn't see the side, as a large amount of white mist shrouded ten feet away on both sides of the road.
Chu Xisheng's eyesight was extremely good, and he could only see fifteen feet away.
This place is also dark and cold due to the obstruction of trees.
The surroundings were also very quiet, with only the sounds of birds chirping and insects chirping.
But from time to time, the sound of roaring apes and roaring tigers reached their ears.
These sounds seem to be far away, but also very close at hand, which makes people's hearts tremble slightly and the hairs stand on end.
Chu Xisheng frowned slightly.
There was a vague uneasiness in his heart, which made people feel uneasy like acupuncture.
This comes from Qin Muge's talent of 'Shen Shang'.
His spiritual consciousness sensed that there was unknown danger hidden in the white mist.
And his Yaizhan sword intention was also activated at this time.
——You are stared at by an unknown enemy, and your Yazhan Sword Intent is strengthened to the weakest level!
The young magician really didn't lie to him.
But now that they've come in, there's only one way to go.
"Something's not right." Chu Xisheng's eyes were serious and he looked around: "Please be careful, I feel something is peeking at us, maybe very close."
Zhou Liangchen was also on guard. He put one hand behind his back, ready to draw out the heavy sword behind him at any time.
But then he looked helpless: "Brother Chu, can you go slower? Even the brothers can't keep up."
Chu Xisheng looked behind him and found that the chests of the Zhou family martial arts cultivators behind him were rising and falling, and their breathing was somewhat heavy.
Chu Xisheng looked embarrassed and slowed down.
He actually wanted to get out of this demonic path before Qin Muge's character card expired.
"Actually, there's no need to rush." Zhou Liangchen noticed that Chu Xisheng's footsteps were still very fast, and he felt a little puzzled: "Although Shen'ao Sanren has set a time limit of one hour, the ninth-level secret realm is only so big, how can we get there?
There’s still time—”
At this moment, someone behind them screamed: "There is a snake!"
A group of people were already nervous, and they all drew their weapons with awe-inspiring expressions.
Chu Xisheng was always on guard.
However, when he heard this, he still chuckled secretly.
I wonder why this person is making such a noise? Is he really a ninth-grade elite selected by the Zhou family? He is just a snake——
When he turned his head, his whole body almost froze.
To their left, they saw four giant pythons as thick as a water tank and more than twenty feet long, hanging from a giant tree next to them.
They raised their heads as big as windmills, spat out snake messages, and looked at them with hunger and teasing in their vertical pupils.
Chu Xisheng's 'Five Senses Channeling' felt that the cultivation level of these four snakes was only ninth level, but their bodies were extraordinarily huge, and their energy and blood were filled to a terrifying level.
——This should be due to the special environment here.
The ninth-level secret realm opened by Shen'ao Sanren does not allow the existence of powers above ninth-level.
Therefore, these two demon snakes can only take the path of strengthening their bodies.
Chu Xisheng looked to her right and found that there were also three hanging on the giant tree here.
He swallowed hard and subconsciously wanted to go back.
But then his scalp became numb.
On the ancient bluestone road behind, four ferocious saber-toothed tigers stood impressively.
They also only have ninth-level cultivation, but their bodies are frighteningly large, standing up to a story high.
Four saber-toothed tigers stood together, blocking the road behind them.
They also stared with eyes as big as lanterns, filled with greed and ferocity.
Chu Xisheng pressed the knife on her waist, feeling that she might become a monster.
This chapter has been completed!