Seeing more than a dozen living dead, none of them paid attention to him, and Ye Fei walked away with a numb expression. Ye Fei said with great certainty: "Except for me, he couldn't think of anyone in the Black Valley or our Sword Tower who has such power."
And leg segments!”
"If there really is that Luo Yuan, he should be rejected!" Fang Boxuan also said.
"Jianlou, outer disciple, Luo Yuan..."
Lu Lingchan's face was cold, and there was a strange buzzing sound coming from the bamboo flute. He said with some competition: "He also wants to see something. What is so special about people who have more spiritual knowledge than him!"
The rest of the people were also staring eastward, scanning the faces of the living dead, hoping to find the perpetrators.
At that time.
Pang Jian rubbed his temples and shook his head secretly, feeling as if he had suffered an unreasonable disaster.
"The perpetrator is hiding among the living dead..."
With a thought in his mind, strands of golden consciousness swam out of the sea of consciousness and merged into his eyes.
With a pair of golden eyes, he carefully examined each living dead, looking at their facial expressions and body conditions, trying to find the perpetrator in Zhuang Yuyan's mouth.
But no matter how much he looked, he didn't find anything interesting.
The sixteen people in Ye Yi were so heartbroken that it was as if they couldn't hear their conversations. There was almost no difference in their faces, eyes, breathing, and movements.
The sight of Pang Jian's golden eyes cannot penetrate into the wrong party's sea of consciousness and cannot see their thoughts.
"This person is scary, everyone must be careful."
Qi Qingsong summoned the Blue Dream Sword, thinking about whether or not to use the Dream Sword that he had recently comprehended, and created a beautiful dreamland to explore the state of mind of those people.
Sudden.
"He goes and finds him!"
Dong Tianze flew to the east. He immediately called out the ghost chant and said in a cold voice: "The Yinling Temple method he cultivated has a secret technique that can penetrate people's hearts and spy on the wrong party's ideology. Under normal circumstances, the wrong party must
Only when you are completely controlled by him can you use the ghost chant to cast spells."
"Their current state is more suitable for him to use that kind of secret technique. When he comes to the east, he will try to go to the east one by one, and just ask someone to resist, then he will be the perpetrator."
"Those who don't resist can see their true thoughts and know whether they are really heartbroken or not."
Everyone's eyes lit up.
One after another, figures fell from the stands to the deck, scattered around Dong Tianze.
"Boy Dong, after I use that secret technique, will it break their sea of consciousness?"
Qi Qingsong asked seriously.
Among the sixteen people, nine were not disciples of Jianlou. He was afraid that after Dong Tianze finished his work, all those people's souls would fly into oblivion.
As the leader of the Jianlou trip, he has the responsibility to protect the survivors and maintain the lives of those people.
Dong Tianze shook his head: "No."
"Okay, I'll just cast the spell, and they'll hold the line for me!" Qi Qingsong relaxed, his whole body became sharper, and his eyes were sharp: "He also wants to see if the man named Luo Yuan is hiding.
Among a group of living dead."
Zhuang Yuyan also said: "Move your legs. This guy is really scary. It will be better for everyone if we find out his mistake as soon as possible."
"Pang Jian, do I think there is really someone involved?"
Zhou Qingchen felt a little embarrassed. After he came to Luodong, he stood next to Pang Jian and couldn't help but said: "Who is so sinister and vicious that he can pretend to be like the living dead? What on earth does that person want to do?"
"
"I want to live alone and take everyone's jade as my own, so as to delay my death as much as possible." Pang Jian was secretly vigilant and said: "If this person really exists, he will definitely try his best to kill them all.
die."
Before, he wasn't too worried and thought it didn't matter if he couldn't find it.
But after some analysis by Zhuang Yuyan, she found out that the man was hiding among the living dead and pretending to be a living dead. Pang Jian was also a little creepy.
Such a person would be extremely terrifying if he was among the living dead!
If we don't get rid of him first, no one knows what he might do.
"I'm not the first."
Dong Tianze used a ghost chant to point at the center of a person's eyebrows from afar.
That was a rather old disciple of the Jianlou outer sect who was wearing blue clothes and stooped.
A long-armed spiritual sword was placed on his crossed legs. The sword's body was bright, as if there was spring water flowing in it.
He closed his eyes tightly, there were spiritual jade in his left and right palms, and his whole body was wrapped in an aqua-blue halo.
"Thoring!"
Dong Tianze drank coldly.
A piercing scream suddenly came from the hole outside the ghost chant, and wisps of blue-gray soul shadows flew out, easily passing through the spiritual light screen offered by this person, and landed on his ears, corners of his eyes and forehead.
Everyone squinted and looked carefully, and could see wisps of blue-gray soul shadows, as if they were listening to something close to the person's skin.
That process lasted for several breaths.
While Dong Tianze was casting the spell, cold sweat broke out on his face, his breathing became heavy, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
After a while, he hurriedly took back those soul shadows, looking slightly embarrassed.
"Don't deny him."
Dong Tianze shook his head with a pale face.
"What do I feel?"
Pang Jian said curiously.
"It was dead silent."
Dong Tianze took a breath, his face was very grim, and he said in a deep voice: "This person's consciousness is in a state of stagnation, without a trace of waves. When he tried to feel his thoughts, he realized his despair, and he
I actually started to be influenced by him!"
"he……"
Dong Tianze was deeply shocked and said in a difficult tone: "Gradually, his willpower was destroyed. I want to give up hope just like him, and I want to walk around waiting for the moment of death!"
"If he doesn't come back to his senses in time, he will become just like him."
With that said, Dong Tianze took out the Calming Pill and Tundong and began to adjust his mood.
"Like him?"
Everyone's expressions changed one after another. They were made more and more uneasy by Dong Tianze's personal realization.
"Let him take a break first."
Dong Tianze closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, as if he was coming out of a terrible nightmare.
After a long time like this, he returned to his normal state and cast the spell again.
And wisps of soul shadows flew out from the hole of the ghost chant, passed through the mask of the Black Valley disciple, and clung to the man's forehead, corners of his eyes and ears.
Just like a kid, listen to this person's voice at close range and sense his thoughts.
Just a moment.
More cold sweat broke out on Dong Tianze's forehead. His eyes showed struggle and his face turned red, as if he had been drained of more energy.
"That's not the case either!"
Dong Tianze gritted his teeth and drank.
When he was about to take back his soul shadow, he found that he was infected by the breath of death in his mind, and his spirituality had completely disappeared.
"That time, he begged for relief for a long time!"
Under everyone's expectant gazes, Dong Tianze kept breathing, as if his soul had been wounded.
Pang Jian asked in a low voice: "Am I okay?"
Dong Tianze opened his eyes, looked at Pang Jian, shook his head and said, "It's okay, just... I'm too tired."
After pondering for a while, he added: "If you don't use the spiritual shield, then it's really okay. It seems that there is a power that can infect their souls through the shield when they lose hope."
"Their state of being dead is not a natural evolution. He feels that there is external intervention."
Everyone was shocked.
"Am I to say that the reason why they were not affected was because they were strong-willed and never gave up hope?" Zhuang Yuyan's eyes were filled with uneasiness.
The sword boat may remain stagnant in the fog for a long, long time.
There are people who have not turned into the living dead and can shut up and communicate normally. As time goes by, there are also people who gradually lose hope.
Once the fire of hope in the heart is extinguished, unknown forces will penetrate the shield and erode the human heart and soul.
In that case, the shadow of death will also envelope everyone at some point.
Even if she were not, she still had no confidence that in a few years or decades, she would be able to firmly believe in herself and feel that she would eventually be saved.
"Um."
Dong Tianze nodded.
While speaking, he took out a nourishing pill to restore his mental strength and spirit.
After just peeking into the minds of two people, he couldn't bear it anymore. He thought of asking for help as soon as possible and gave up hope completely.
Once this thought was branded, he felt that he would become a living dead.
At that time, Pang Jian suddenly looked at a disciple from the Black Valley among the living dead and asked: "What is her name and what level of cultivation is she in?"
"Xu Jie, an outer sect disciple, cultivated in the late Dongxuan realm."
The one who answered was Lu Lianchen, who was also a disciple of the Black Valley Outer Sect.
He approached the Heigu woman who looked the oldest, with the back of her legs covered with chicken skin and wrinkles on her face, and said: "She is over a hundred years old, but she is the oldest among them and the least talented in cultivation."
people."
It is rare for someone who is over a hundred years old in the Dongxuan Realm to have poor cultivation talent among the major sects and forces in the second realm.
"What's good about her?"
Lu Lingchan was also approaching, secretly observing Xu Jie, her pretty face full of doubts.
She knew nothing about Xu Jie, and she didn't even look at the female disciple from Hei Gu until Pang Jian asked about it.
Whether she is the superior direct disciple, or whether Xu Jie is the outer disciple with the least talent, there is a natural gap between their identities.
"Have I discovered anything?"
Zhuang Yuyan also asked softly.
With a calm temperament, she quietly approached Pang Jian and looked at Pang Jian's face with eyes that could see into people's hearts.
"That junior fellow student is pretty...handsome, much more masculine than Qi Qingsong, who is smooth-tongued and undisciplined."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and Pang Jian, whose face was sharp and angular and seemed a bit cold and unhuman, showed some interest.
"Pang Jian, what's going on?"
"No to her?"
Qi Qingsong and Fang Boxuan immediately asked questions.
Zhao Yuanqi hesitated for a while, then took out the big red gourd on her back and prepared it.
"Zhou Qingchen, his gourd can suck me in. Maybe the situation is not good. When he wrongly targeted me with his gourd mouth, I remembered not to resist him." She transmitted the message using Hongshan's secret technique.
Zhou Qingchen was stunned and looked at her strangely.
A dozen or so people were on strict guard against a man who was behind the scenes. What's the problem?
What's more, they have Zhuang Yuyan who is in the state of concentration!
Zhou Qingchen wondered if she was being too cautious and making too much of a fuss.
Pang Jian did not answer everyone's questions, but instead said to Dong Tianze with a solemn expression: "Come in and I will find out her ideology."
"good."
Dong Tianze agreed immediately.
Later, he added: "Actually, he felt that there was no need to ask for it, so he went to explore the east again."
"Those people can't come back. If he comes to see them, they will die. He suggests killing them directly!"
"Pang Jian, since I suspect there is something wrong with her, he should kill her for me first."
Dong Tianze, who was cruel and cruel, saw that Pang Jian was suspicious, so he grabbed Gui Yin and asked for the east leg.
——He is not the one who is behind the scenes.
Qi Qingsong's expression changed: "No!"
Lu Lingchan also rushed over and said: "She has a heartbeat. She knows how to use the shield to resist and absorb the power outside the spiritual jade. She is obviously alive, how can she be killed like that?"
"Pang Jian, why do you doubt her? If there is no conclusive evidence, I will not let Dong Tianze pry into her sea of consciousness again!"
"We can't just move our legs to kill people!"
No matter how talented Xu Jie is in cultivation, she cannot be compared to the people of the Black Valley. As the leader of the Black Valley, Lu Lingchan feels that she has the responsibility to protect her disciples who are still alive.
Dong Tianze said coldly: "The living dead cannot come back. Their spiritual consciousness of self and others has been wiped away."
Pang Jian asked: "Did I say that they have lost their sense of self?"
"Um."
"Then he is obviously red."
Pang Jian nodded.
A moment east.
The killing gun shot out without warning and went straight to stab Xu Jie, who looked very old and was over a hundred years old!
The tip of the spear flashed with dazzling light!
The power of fire, the power of extreme cold and the power of the sun, stars and moon were forcibly mixed at the tip of the spear. When it touched Xu Jie, a conflict suddenly broke out and it exploded.
The splendid gun light appeared in the form of a chaotic sword technique, instantly crushing the light curtain that Xu Jie had launched.
"Peng!"
When the light curtain exploded, the walking Xu Jie suddenly disappeared.
In the stands on the third floor of Jianzhou, Xu Jie, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared here like a star moving around!
Her long nails were like sharp blades shining with cold light, pulling and tearing at her cheeks and body, cutting open her skin.
Then, an extremely thin figure appeared from Xu Jie's body.
This person has been wrapping himself in Xu Jie's skin, and now he is finally willing to reveal his true identity.
"Kaka!"
His joints crackled, his body suddenly swelled, and his appearance underwent subtle changes.
After a while, the image of a young man with a sallow complexion appeared in front of everyone.
"Luo Yuan!"
Black Valley Ye Fei suddenly screamed, with an expression on his face that he knew he was like.
Ye Fei pointed at the man and shouted: "He will deny what he said, that outer disciple of Jianlou! He appeared in Yunlei Forbidden Land, he will deny Luoyuan!"
There was a roar in Pang Jian's mind, and his consciousness was a little confused, and he was a little confused about the situation.
The appearance of the person who suddenly appeared was exactly the same as the one he had changed in the Yunlei Forbidden Land!
"That……"
Dong Tianze was also dumbfounded.
Isn't that disciple of the Jianlou who stepped out of Xu Jie's body from the Black Valley and found himself in a bloody forest the same face as Pang Jian when he used the ghost altar to trade with him?
Before his true identity was exposed, Pang Jian continued to deal with him again and again in the image of a sallow young man.
If he rejects Luo Yuan, then who does Pang Jian reject?
Dong Tianze's eyes were extremely weird. The man in the stands on the third floor looked like Pang Jian, and he wanted to ask Pang Jian what was going on.