"Ahead is the boundary of the backing mountain"

After Jiang An confirmed that it was correct again, he flew forward.

"Master, the slave seems to feel that you have unfinished intentions, have you found something?"

At this time, Wanmos's gentle voice sounded in his head.

After Jiang An's supernatural powers were restored, his ability to lock on to the target according to the bronze medal increased greatly, and he chased all the way here, in the process, he was connected with the two spirit beasts, so Wan Mo noticed Jiang An's strangeness for the first time.

"I don't feel right, I don't have to think about it, just look at it."

In reply, Jiang An quickly drove to the maximum, and after more than half an hour, he came to the sect of the Backing Mountain Sect, and understood why he had that feeling just now.

The Backing Mountain Sect, an ordinary Terran sect in the nearby territory, has a status and strength similar to that of the Biyun Sect, and there is also a god-transforming monk in charge, at this moment, the Mountain Protection Sect's mountain protection array is intact, and it seems that there is no abnormality in being attacked, but it is too quiet.

Jiang An went directly into the mountain gate, and the mountains and rivers inside were beautiful, and there was no trace of a fight, that is, all the people died.

"This... How did these people die?!"

Wan Mo saw the scene outside through Jiang An, and was very shocked, only to see the inside of the sect of the backing mountain sect, at a glance, the corpses of the monks were constantly found everywhere, whether it was a rookie in the Qi refining period, or an upper step in the Yuan Infant stage, they all died with hideous faces, all of them opened their mouths wide, their eyes were wide open, and their facial features were twisted together, as if they had seen something terrifying before they died, but there were almost no scars on their bodies, that is, all the essence of their bodies was gone.

Judging from the traces, these thousands of monks died at the same time, and they were doing their own things before they died.

Jiang An frowned, and then went straight to the forbidden place behind the mountain gate, and after a while, he found the god cultivator of the mountain sect, and there were finally some traces of battle here, and this god monk was obviously killed in one move, and the body was cut into flesh foam, but the head was still intact, but he just didn't look away.

And this person's storage belt and even the treasury of the backing mountain sect have also been ransacked, but most of the things are still there, obviously they didn't take it if they didn't like it.

With a flip of his right hand, the bronze medal left by Fu Qingshan and his wife appeared, Jiang An played a few magic decisions against it, and saw that the bronze medal was buzzing and moving, and shot out on its own, and soon, Jiang An came to the area where the low-level disciples of this sect lived, and his divine sense was swept away, and he suddenly grabbed a certain courtyard in the air, and a large piece of earth and stone in the courtyard was pulled over by his mana, and after a closer look, there was a small pool of blood on the soil and stone.

"Master, could this be the blood stain of the target?"

Wan Mo asked smartly.

"Yes, that's why the bronze medal will take me to find this, and the target was indeed in this sect before, and now it seems that both of them are not dead, but they have been controlled by someone, and all secret art tracking has been isolated"

"Could it be that someone specially came to the door to slaughter the entire sect in order to catch the two of them?"

Wan Mo said with some shock.

Jiang An glanced at the nearby corpses again, and said softly: "I seem to have seen how they died, if I am not mistaken, they have fallen into a famous supernatural power in the ghost path, and even the ghosts are killed!"

"Kill ghosts together?"

"Yes, every monk has a 'ghost' in his heart, that is, the dark side of evil thoughts and evil thoughts, this technique can directly attract the evil ghost in his heart and devour the master, hehe, do you want to see it?"

Jiang An suddenly smiled inexplicably.

Wan Tao didn't react for a while: "Does the master also have this magical power?"

"No, I mean, want to know what's going on? Let you see who the killer is?"

As he spoke, the back of Jiang An's head was already lit up with a colorful divine light, his hands were pinched, and something strange happened, only to see the light and shadow turn, his eyes flowered, and then he looked at it, Jiang An was still standing in the same place, but the corpses around him were gone, replaced by a thriving scene, and the monks of the backing sect could be seen flying around everywhere.

"It's... What kind of spell is this?!Master, you have reversed time?!"

It was all too much for Wan to imagine, she cried out.

"How can it be so easy to reverse time? This is the technique of reflection retrospection, which is just a reproduction of what happened within a certain range of time within a certain range"

Jiang An said, stretched out his hand, and flew through a backing sect monk who flew in front of him, because they were just light like phantoms.

Wan Tao was speechless, she finally knew the power of various secret methods in the fairy world.

"Oh, the show is on..."

As soon as Jiang An's voice fell, he saw that all the monks of the backing sect seemed to have fallen from the clouds, pinching their necks one by one, their tongues sticking out, howling miserably, suddenly, a faint ghost shadow floated out of the monk's face, and when it was pulled out of the monk's body, the monk died, and these ghosts were like water returning to the sea, and quickly concentrated into a figure in mid-air.

This person's face was pale, looking at the thirty-year-old, dressed in a bloody robe, full of evil aura, he held his hands, his face was indifferent, and after absorbing the ghosts in the sky, he looked over here.

Jiang An also looked back, in a courtyard, there were two survivors, a man and a woman, about twenty years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, very similar, hugging each other and trembling.

Under the terrifying gaze of the blood-robed man, the pair of men and women couldn't stand it, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then the blood-robed man grabbed it with his left hand, and the pair of men and women flew up in the air and were controlled and sealed... Seeing this, Jiang An waved his sleeves, and all the light and shadow disappeared and returned to their original state.

"It seems that the murderer may really be coming at the brother and sister, and I don't know what he fancied about them"

Jiang An muttered, from the image just now, two points can be seen, first, the blood-robed man is a monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and second, he is not a monk of the Sifang domain, Jiang An has obtained the information and memory of the Master Huang Can, and he still has a general understanding of the situation in the surrounding regions, and no human race god can have such magical powers.

"Master, what shall we do now?"

"Hehe, now that we know the murderer's appearance, wouldn't it be much easier to find him?"

After Jiang An finished speaking, his body lit up and shot into the distance, and he also left this place of right and wrong.

......

Jinfeng Island is located in the middle of a sea at the junction of Sifang Domain and Moyang Domain, and it is a cultivation dojo for a cultivator who refines the void and is a Master Mu Wei.

Master Mu Wei belongs to the loose cultivators, and there is no sect bondage, all the people on the island are his disciples, adding up to less than a thousand, with the prestige of the cultivator, within a radius of 100,000 miles, he can be regarded as living freely, and he does not dare to be bullied by anyone.

On this day, a blood-robed man flew to the sky above Jinfeng Island, looking at the misty island protection formation below, without saying a word, his mouth opened slightly, and he spit out a delicate object.

Thundered!

There was a loud bang, and the whole island trembled, and soon, the mist surged, and a path opened, and a group of angry monks appeared, led by a god-shifting monk, and killed them.

"Who dares to make a mistake here, don't you know that this is the dojo of the Venerable Master Muxi!"

In the face of questioning, the blood-robed man's expression did not change at all, and as soon as his mind moved, the huge blood thorn smashed straight towards the monk team with a flicker.

"Look at me..."

The leading Avatar Monk was furious, but before he finished speaking, the blood thorn flashed, and it was invincible, beating the Avatar Monk and even the dozen or so Yuanying Cultivators behind him into flesh, which was terrible to see.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the mist.

"It's not good, the junior brother has been killed!"

"Great enemy, great enemy!"

"Stop this person, go and invite the ancestor!"

Even though there are still a few god-transforming monks on the island, they don't have the courage to come out to stop them, huddle together to defend, and report in a panic is really a chicken feather, but fortunately, the blood-robed people don't seem to be interested in them making another move, just standing in the air, holding hands and waiting.

Suddenly, a clear whistle rose to the sky, drinking back the clouds and mist on the island, and when the blue light flashed, a figure had appeared in the sky above the island, and the blood-robed man was far away, it was the owner of the island, the master of Mu Wei.

Master Mu Wei was a middle-aged man with a sallow face, at this time he held back his anger, looked at the blood-robed man opposite with some surprise, and said coldly: "Junior, you dare to kill the old man's beloved apprentice, what crime should you be guilty of?!"

Obviously, the blood-robed man gave him a sense of mystery and jealousy, otherwise if it was an ordinary god-transforming cultivator, Master Mu Wei would still use nonsense and directly destroy it with one move.

Shout!

The sound of breaking the air started, but it was the blood-robed man who shook his hand casually, and a shadow flew to the Master of Mu Wei, and the Master Mu Shuang's consciousness swept away, knowing that there was no danger, and when he reached out and grabbed it, there was an antique round token in his hand, on which were written two divine seal characters: nineteen.

Master Mu Wei was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, his face changed greatly, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Nineteen Realms! You have chosen the Bow Tablet Realm?!"

The incoherent words made the blood-robed man nod slightly, and as soon as he spoke, it was a low and hoarse voice: "Since you know this card, you must know the rules, the bow tablet realm and other nearby three realms were chosen, and you were chosen by me, the thing is on me, kill me, the thing is yours, otherwise, I have to borrow your head!"

Hearing this, Master Mu Wei's face kept changing, and after a while, he regained his composure, and sneered: "The Nineteen Realms Alliance is really very bold!

"I'll let you see, take me first"

The blood-robed man always had a dead face, and with a finger of his hand, the bloody thorn roared out and killed him.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects!"

As soon as he raised his right hand, a piece of vine wood suddenly appeared in his palm, growing rapidly, like a fountain, becoming larger and branching, and in the blink of an eye, all the huge blood thorns were wrapped, and then the master snorted coldly, and the hard vines were twisted in the middle, and the blood thorns that were still majestic just now shattered in response to the sound and turned into powder.

"Yes, you deserve to be my opponent"

Seeing this, the blood-robed man was not angry at all, but said to a cultivator in the form of a god cultivator.