The bag was filled with gray powder, and the smell was a little indescribable.

"Tsk, you humans really have ideas." Fu Tu glanced at the gray powder and said lukewarmly.

"What do you mean?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Futu, she felt that Futu should recognize these things.

Fu Tu walked up, stretched out his slender five fingers and grabbed a handful of powder in the bag, and said with a smile: "You humans are afraid of demons, and you want to eradicate demons while avoiding the attacks of demons, these powders are your masterpieces." ”

"How?"

Fu Tu said: "This powder is made by crushing the bones of low-level demons into powder, and then adding some smoked juice to make it, this kind of thing, as long as you humans sprinkle a little bit, you can avoid the demon's sense of smell." ”

In addition to the ferocity, the horror of demons also has a sensitive sense of smell comparable to that of demonic beasts, and they can smell the breath of humans from a long distance, as long as they smell the breath of humans, demons will appear in groups and kill them.

It can avoid the demon's sensitive sense of smell, and greatly reduces the possibility of being attacked by the demon.

Shen Yanxiao finally understood why Qu Rui's group of people could run rampant in the barren land so freely.

Demons rarely come in groups, four or five together is already a minority, as long as the demons in an area do not smell the breath of humans, then you can avoid encountering a large number of demons, unless you bump into a few demons head-on on the road, otherwise you will not be detected at all.

Qu Rui's team has more than two hundred people, and even if he encounters a few demons, there will definitely be no danger.

It's just that Futu's attitude towards this powder doesn't seem to be too disgusted, or that in the eyes of these high-level demons, low-level demons are ant-like existences, and whether they live or die doesn't matter to them at all.

"It's a good thing, and if we have this, we'll save a lot of trouble in the middle of nowhere." Du Lang's eyes lit up.

"This powder is called the Confusing Demon, which means confusing the demon, in the early years when the demon was rampant across the continent, it was once prepared by someone, but since the demon was driven to the barren land, the bewitching demon has not appeared much, after hundreds of years of changes, the formula of the bewitching demon has been lost, how did the people of the Lanyue Dynasty know the formula of the Dao?" Uncle Nine frowned slightly, the strangeness in this made people feel uneasy.

"It doesn't matter how it came about, since we have it, we will use it first." Shen Yanxiao disagreed, instead of thinking about these things without clues, it was better to have something practical.

"How long has this demon been on people?" Shen Yanxiao asked.

"About three hours." Futu Road.

"There are more than 200 of them, this bag of bewitching demons is enough for them to use for six hours at most, there must be more than this bag here, let the others go to the tent to search and see, and get me the rest." Shen Yanxiao smiled like a stealing cat, compared to other trophies, the value of the demon was much greater.

After a while, the others found about ten bags of bewitching demons in the tent, and Shen Yanxiao packed them all into the ring.

Anyway, there is a floating slaughter on the way, and other demons don't dare to mess around, so these things are naturally left for later.

After the sweep was completed, Shen Yanxiao and the others got into the carriage again and headed towards the direction where the sun never sets.