When Huang Sheng and other Xiaoyao Sect disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but open their mouths and look at each other in confusion.
They are also strong in the field realm. In the past, they faced the crow hag, which took a lot of effort and sometimes even resulted in injuries.
Today, I saw Tian Xingjian killing so easily, killing one hag with one axe, just like a hag killer.
"Does he really only have the realm of exterior scenes?"
A Xiaoyao Sect disciple couldn't help but ask.
"What do you think? Can you do this in the realm of exterior scenes? I am at least an intermediate master of interior scenes."
Huang Sheng was much more knowledgeable than his companions, so he couldn't help but reply.
When several people remembered that they had teased Tian Xingjian before, they couldn't help but feel secretly ashamed and lowered their heads.
His strength is not as good as others, and his ability to flatter others is even worse. No wonder the young master thought that there was no need to follow them before setting off.
The group of people continued to set off. The disciples of Xiaoyao Sect were much more cautious this time and scattered around the young master, guarding against the attack of the crow hag.
Huang Sheng held a long sword and said with a frown, "It's strange. I haven't seen so many crows and hags before when I came here. Why did I encounter one today without walking far?"
Originally, the crow hags would usually take the initiative to avoid the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect when they saw them, but today these crow hags screamed and rushed towards them when they saw them, as if they wanted to tear them into pieces.
It wasn't until the group of people reached the top of the cliff that Huang Sheng seemed to understand something.
There is a platform on the top of the cliff, which was originally a gathering place for crow hags and several shabby thatched houses.
At this time, Huang Sheng saw that where the thatched house was originally located, everything had been destroyed, leaving only a few beams.
What's even more shocking is that on the beam, there are more than ten corpses of crow hags hanging upside down, their throats have been slit, and there are several wooden barrels underneath, which seem to be used to collect blood.
The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and it stank extremely.
"Yes, who did it?"
Tian Xingjian was disgusted again and lay on the side and vomited.
Chen Yang stopped the young master who was about to step forward to check, and pointed at his feet.
The young master lowered his head and took a step back abruptly.
Under his feet, there was a black line four fingers wide. These black lines seemed to have been burned out by something, forming shallow pits on the ground.
Looking along the direction in which the black lines extended, he was surprised to find that these black lines formed a huge circle, and in the center of the circle, there were strange symbols drawn by black lines.
"Someone has set up a huge magic circle here!"
The young master blurted out.
"Magic circle? Who did it?"
As soon as Huang Sheng opened his mouth, he quickly closed his mouth.
As we all know, the crow hags are not very clear-headed. It is too difficult for them to arrange the magic circle. The disciples of Xiaoyao Sect will not come here alone. There is only one possibility left.
"The magic circle may have been set up by Mr. Mo."
The young master looked solemn and authentic.
Chen Yang leaned down, grabbed a handful of soil on the black line, twirled it in his hands, then brought it closer to his nose and smelled it, and then said: "These black lines in the formation are drawn with blood."