The group took action immediately and flew into the air immediately.

But when I entered the mountains, I saw that the team of people before was nowhere to be found.

"These people are not normal!" A disciple of Wanyuan Holy Land spoke.

Of course it is not normal. So many people disappeared under their noses at once, without any trace.

Either they are dazzled, or there are masters among these people, even the Holy Son of Wanyuan can hide it, and the latter is more reliable.

"Be careful!" The Holy Son of Wanyuan spoke heavily.

His whole body shone with light, his eyes emitting a splendor and glanced at him, but he saw nothing.

Jiang Chuan was also secretly alert, knowing that he would not be dazzled.

The pair of people disappeared into the mountains. They arrived here in just one or two breaths, but found nothing.

This is outrageous. If the king wants to hide it from them, he should always have some magic fluctuations exposed.

However, they saw nothing except for the rush to hold back.

"Someone is here!" Suddenly, someone spoke.

I saw an old man walking up the mountain carrying a few bundles of branches.

"Old man, have you seen a group of people entering the mountains?" Several disciples from Wanyuan Holy Land surrounded the old man carrying the branches and asked.

"I saw that the young man is not clean in the mountains, so you'd better not go in." The old man didn't even raise his head, and left after saying this.

Of course everyone knows that if there is nothing in the mountains, they wouldn't come here.

"Old man, are those people walking in that direction?" After walking a few steps, the disciples of Wanyuan Holy Land who had asked before felt that they had not asked clearly, so they turned around and asked this.

But when he turned around, the disciple felt a chill from the soles of his feet to his forehead, causing his back to feel cold.

The old man carrying the branches disappeared.

The silent disappears, and even the unfathomable Holy Son of Wanyuan, who has unpredictable cultivation, did not notice this, as if the old man against the anti-cai they saw before was just a phantom.

It was not until the disciple's expression was wrong that everyone turned around and realized that the old man carrying the branch was gone.

"Disappeared?" The monk sent by the Aolai Dynasty looked pale and looked at this scene incredibly.

Just now, when I entered the foot of the mountain, I encountered two strange things one after another, which made no one look good.

None of their people are ordinary people. Except for the person sent by the Aolai Dynasty, these disciples from the Wanyuan Holy Land are at least in the level of spiritual cultivation.

Not to mention how powerful this level of cultivation is, at least an old man will not be able to sense it even if he disappears by his side.

If you want to kill them, wouldn’t you easily take the other party’s head away?

Jiang Chuan's face was gloomy and he regretted that he had only thought about things before and did not really pay attention to the old man carrying branches.

Otherwise, with his Origin Eye, he should be able to see some clues.

"Are you a ghost soldier born from the super dragon vein?"

Only this kind of thing can be able to disappear silently, merge into the earth veins and disappear without being discovered.

However, Jiang Chuan was not sure. He had only seen Yin Bing in Yuantian Book, but had never seen it with his own eyes.

Moreover, the Yin soldiers seemed to have no wisdom and could only act instinctively, and would not pretend to be an old farmer to talk to them.

"Is it a powerful cultivator who was hit by a monster after being thwarted?"

Jiang Chuan guessed again, because if his source technique reaches an extremely high level, he can indeed do these things.

Even the super dragon vein can be used for yourself.

"If you go deeper, if something strange happens, quit immediately."

Jiang Chuan made such a decision. If things were too weird, he had to find a way to leave.

At worst, I can tell the Holy Son of Wanyuan to give the holy land a headache.

"Son of the Holy Son, what should I do next?" The successive things made the disciples of Wanyuan Holy Land cautious.

"Continue to move forward!" The Holy Son of Wanyuan looked ahead, unable to see what his expression was.

"Kill me, the disciple of Wanyuan Holy Land, and if you don't check if you find out, how can you explain to the master when you go back?"

"I'm going to see who is pretending to be a ghost here."

The Holy Son of Wanyuan smiled coldly: "Warning? Let me see if I want to scare you more. If you really have the ability, why not kill us directly?"

"I just wanted to scare us, but I'm afraid I've made a mistake in the plan."

I have to say that as the Holy Son of Wanyuan Holy Land, he is brave enough, and the two strange things did not scare him.

Of course, his analysis was also correct.

If the other party is really capable, it would not have sent such a ghost to scare them, but instead took action directly.

Moreover, as a holy son, if he was scared in a few moments, the old monsters in the Wanyuan Holy Land would not agree to him as a holy son.

The group continued to move forward, but this time, everyone was on guard, and Jiang Chuan was secretly accumulating his energy.

Surprisingly, I went deeper for more than ten miles, but I never found any strange places again.

"Senior Brother Zhuang Qiang was originally going back to attend his father's succession ceremony. I wonder how sad his father would be when he heard about his death."

While walking, the disciples from Wanyuan Holy Land started to talk in boredom, talking about the story of Zhuang Qiang, a fellow disciple who died here.

Zhuang Qiang was going back to attend his father's succession ceremony.

But when he passed by the town and heard about what happened here, he chose to take action with all his might to relieve the residents of the town.

I didn't want to bring a group of ordinary people to the head, except Ercai ran out in a crazy way, and none of the others came back.

"Hmph, I dare to assassinate my disciple of Wanyuan Holy Land, no matter who takes action, I will be punished."

Suddenly, everyone saw an oil painting hanging on a tree in front of them, swinging in the wind.

This painting did not seem to exist before, as if it had appeared suddenly.

All the monks present, with their eyesight far exceeding ordinary people.

When they turned their eyes and saw that this was not an oil painting, it was clearly a hollowed-out human skin hanging on the tree, and a few strands of black hair that had not yet fallen were still fluttering in the wind, and even the outline of the human skin owner was still clearly visible.

"It's the skin of Senior Brother Zhuang Qiang!" Jiang Chuan did not recognize it, but these disciples from Wanyuan Holy Land recognized it. This is their fellow disciple Zhuang Qiang who died here.

Not only did the person be killed, he was peeled and hung on a tree.

The face of the Holy Son of Wanyuan turned cold and a huge murderous intent flowed out of his eyes.

The disciples of Wanyuan Holy Land said that no matter who killed Zhuang Qiang, they would have to pay their lives. The next moment they saw Zhuang Qiang's human skin.

All this is by no means a coincidence, it is a naked provocation.

It is the most powerful fight back at what they said before.
Chapter completed!