"My experience in South China Sea Wonderland taught me that anything can happen in this world."
Lu Fan's tone was rare and low: "Don't you see enough of this kind of thing like reviving a corpse?"
Song Jianqiu frowned slightly.
"They are not resurrecting corpses."
Zhao Wanzi suddenly came over: "I guessed this just now, but I tried it with the soul-suppressing talisman just now to confirm that they are all alive, not dead."
She sat down, picked up the teacup on the table and took a few sips.
"But what they said really has to make people suspicious."
Zhao Wanzi counted several points in detail:
"First, no matter how powerful the five people are, it is impossible to kill thousands of people in such a short period of time by using only one-sided magic such as blood hand seals. In the end, only a few dozen people escaped."
"They don't have so much time and energy, and it's simply impossible for Blood Handprint to do this."
"Second, as he said, the ancestor of the Li family couldn't even take two moves from these people. He finally tried his best to open the secret passage and allowed them to escape, but in the end they were chased by those people. Still at the end
The secret passage was closed at the critical moment, allowing these dozens of people to escape."
"Facing a Half-Step Supreme, they can easily crush and kill them without two moves. In the narrow secret passage, although they cannot massacre a thousand people in a short time in a wide station, they can kill them in a short time.
In such an environment, everyone in the secret passage will be killed in the shortest possible time."
"The third and most important point is."
Zhao Wanzi glanced at the two people in front of him: "The Li family's residence is in the southeast, more than a thousand kilometers away from Nandu. How did so many of them find this place after hurriedly escaping from the family's residence?"
"Not to mention that Zhao Hong is currently observing all people entering and leaving the southern capital, especially warriors."
"On their way along, they must first pass through Jiangnan, where seventeen states have been established as a barrier. How could they pass through without knowing it under your noses?"
Song Jianqiu didn't speak. He squinted his eyes and seemed to be thinking about the last question.
"That's right, the seventeen states in the south of the Yangtze River have been planted by us for a long time. It is impossible for any warrior to pass through by water, land and air without our knowledge."
Song Jianqiu whispered.
"I'm going to call Zhao Hong now. I don't know how these people passed through the seventeen states in Jiangnan, but how they entered Nandu will definitely be clear."
Lu Fan thought for a moment and then directly handed the phone to Zhao Hong.
After Zhao Hong learned what Lu Fan meant, he said he would find out what Lu Fan meant and give him an answer soon.
Then, Song Jianqiu asked him what was going on with the evil atmosphere that enveloped the foothills of Emerald Mountain when he first came.
When I learned that Wuntaklin was actually still alive and that Lu Fan would be killed tomorrow.
Song Jianqiu said that he would not leave for the time being, but would sit here to help Lu Fan tide over the difficulties.
With a strong man in the Sword God Realm taking charge, Lu Fan felt a little more confident.
In the evening, after everyone had eaten, Lu Fan came to the foot of Jade Mountain alone, walked through the tunnel, and jumped directly from the entrance of the cave.
As soon as the soles of his feet landed on the ground, a long sigh came from the empty darkness: "The evil god has come again?"
The girl ghost king's voice was long and lingering, as if it came from the ages and was filled with endless vicissitudes of life.