On one side of the gravel ground, Ji Fan squatted down and looked at the gravel on the ground carefully after indicating under the little hedgehog.

"There doesn't seem to be any sign of burial, let alone theft. At least Ji Fan didn't see anything strange about the gravel field.

"You pay attention to the movement around you, and I'll try to dig it. Ji Fan whispered to the little hedgehog, and immediately used a fine iron hammer to pull the gravel.

The sound of a whooshing sound made Ji Fan's face twitch slightly, and his hand sped up the cleaning speed.

After a while, the rubble on the surface was almost cleared, and then the dense stone was revealed.

"This kind of dense stone is like gravel compressed together!" Although Ji Fan noticed the strange top structure in the tomb where he was hiding before, he still couldn't help but chill.

Because Ji Fan guessed that the person buried here was probably one of the four monks who chased him yesterday.

"Snort~~~"

Ji Fan injected the true element into the flying sword magic weapon and vigorously inserted it towards the ground.

The long sword was like sinking into tofu, cutting a hole in the dense stone.

Ji Fan kept moving, continuously drew a square vertical opening on the dense stone, raised his foot to release his weight and strength, and stomped towards the center of the stone.

"Boom~~~"

The top of the tomb was broken, and there was a sound of the stone side falling into the tomb, Ji Fan took the opportunity to listen to the movement outside the stone square falling inside, and asked the little hedgehog to seize the time to sense it.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog made a sound, as if with certainty.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan jumped into the tomb and observed the situation inside with the faint aura of the flying sword magic weapon.

When Ji Fan fell into the tomb, his body tensed for the first time, as if he was about to react at any time, and he saw the body of a woman who was laid flat in the tomb.

"What a sharp swordsmanship!"

On the woman's corpse, until this time, there were sword holes glowing with black light, and the number of sword holes was not a few, which gave Ji Fan the feeling that it was like a sword erupting, but at the same time stabbing at the meridian nodes of the woman's body.

"Broken pulse!"

Just looking at the sword hole on the woman's corpse, Ji Fan was greatly moved, as if sensing the sword momentum of the person who killed her.

Ji Fan, who stepped forward cautiously, slightly opened the eyelids of the woman's corpse to check the degree of dilated pupils to judge the time of her death.

Because of the aura contained in the monk's body, it is difficult to infer the time of death from body temperature and corpse spots after death.

"The degree of pupil dilation is still shallow, from death to the present, at best, it has not exceeded five hours, maybe it was after the middle of the night, when the ugly time was killed. While Ji Fan deduced, he glanced at the little hedgehog and got its agreement.

"The sword momentum of the broken vein is also terrifying, piercing out ninety-nine meridian node sword holes, and it is extremely accurate, she was sealed with a single sword, it should not be her companions, as for the people of other forces, it is also unlikely, her storage bag is still on her body, if she is killed by tomb explorers and tomb robbers, the thing will definitely be taken away. Ji Fan flicked the storage bag on the waist of the woman's corpse before holding it in his hand.

Consciousness invaded the storage bag, Ji Fan's eyes lit up, and he found not only three spirit stones, but also some bottles and cans and herbs.

However, compared to the storage bag that Ji Fan got before, there was an unusual situation in the storage bag of the woman's corpse, that is, there were no books and jade tubes.

"What she brought seems to be all cultivation resources that are replenished and consumed, under normal circumstances, there should be books and classics, was it taken away by the person who killed her, or did she not bring it?" Ji Fan took the storage bag, muttered, and touched the woman's corpse.

If the woman deliberately did not bring the cultivation books and books before entering the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, Ji Fan felt that she was more like a Deadpool, and some people were afraid that the books and books would be obtained by outsiders.

As for the person who killed her, Ji Fan didn't think it would be of any use to ask for her books and scrolls.

"The time of death is not long, and if the companions find out that she has been killed, they will probably be frightened, and there will be no time to bury her here, and the excavation and closure of the tomb will be without any flaws. Ji Fan secretly had suspicions.

"Is she one of the four monks in the group yesterday?" Ji Fan asked the little hedgehog the key.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog was quite sure and gave Ji Fan a response.

Ji Fanjue's four people are together, if they are in crisis, they are likely to be killed together, even if someone runs away, they have to be desperately resisted by their companions.

The female monk was indeed dead, but she couldn't talk about fighting hard, and she was solved with a sword, and until then her face was still frozen with deep fear.

"Is there anything valuable in her body?" Not seeing the treasure outside the girl's corpse, Ji Fan reached out and touched the corpse, as if sensing something.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog pointed to the woman's corpse's right arm with his claws, and Ji Fan had already rolled up her cuffs.

"It's!"

Ji Fan saw the delicate meridian texture on the woman's right arm, and immediately looked at the rest of the corpse.

"Only on the right arm, what is this!" Ji Fan felt that the meridian brilliance of the woman's right arm was somewhat similar to his dragon pattern tree vein, but it didn't look like it if he looked closely.

Ji Fan's cultivation of the strange washing diagram, the dragon ape ape orifices radiating to the depth of the flesh are in the form of tree veins all over the body, which is consistent with his spiritual roots and spiritual body heritage, but the veins on the woman's right arm are bright, which is the bright vein meridian of the human body.

"I have to quickly pull out the strange meridian brilliance on her body!" Ji Fan muttered after thinking about it, in fact, he just wanted to give up the woman's corpse.

Originally, the spiritual power that devoured the woman's corpse was a good accumulation for Ji Fan, but the ninety-nine broken vein sword holes in the predecessor of her corpse had a black sword light that did not disperse.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog's nose exhaled a withered breath and gradually enveloped the woman's right arm.

A scene that made Ji Fan's eyes widen appeared, in the withering and withering breath, the veins of the woman's right arm were radiant, just like the fruit of the little guy giving birth to the spirit essence tree before, and he continued to absorb the spiritual power of the woman's right arm and her entire corpse.

"Oh!~~~"

Seeing that the woman's corpse withered, and the black light of the ninety-nine sword holes on her body was still condensed, and finally the more brilliant meridians in her right arm broke out from the withered arm, Ji Fan hurriedly took a few steps back.

The bright meridians swayed in the tomb, and even if the little hedgehog inhaled the snort containing the feeling of withering and withering into his nose again, a puff of bright meridians still did not attack, more like a change in primordial instinct.

As a dazzling meridian contracted, it soon swirled around itself, turning into a vine villain with dense inscriptions.

I don't know if it's because there are tree veins in the body, or the roots of the wood spirit, Ji Fan faintly feels that the small tree vine villain in his sight is a refined life form, and it has no spiritual intelligence.

"What an amazing thing!"

Ji Fan found that the life instinct of the vine villain was avoiding the black light of the ninety-nine sword holes.

"Wait, the inscription on this vine figure ......"

Ji Fan looked at the dense inscriptions with a moving expression, as if he had guessed something.

The little hedgehog had some control over the spirit essence, and under its signal, Ji Fan did not hesitate at all, and stepped forward to grab the vine villain.

"Looking at the same stone book is two categories, but the role of this vine villain should be more than just carving it into a classic. Ji Fan secretly sighed that the female monk had hidden deep enough.

"Except for this vine villain hidden in the Ming Vein, don't you have a sword by your side?" Ji Fan didn't find a sword weapon in the female cultivator's storage bag, but when he followed the four people into the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range before, Ji Fan saw that the four of them were all holding swords.

This detail made Ji Fan wonder if the nun was killed here, buried on the spot, or killed somewhere else, and immediately brought her here to bury her body.

"Little guy, do you think the distance and arrangement of the tombs in this gravel field will imply some kind of mystery?" Ji Fan stared at the ninety-nine condensed sword holes floating in mid-air.

Even now, Ji Fan can still faintly feel the lethality of the sword marks, and in the face of these suspended sword marks, he seems to have been inexplicably inspired.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog nodded in confusion, although it had a keen sense, it was not as much as Ji Fan could think about.

Ji Fan picked up the refined iron sledgehammer, tried to stretch in like a suspended ninety-nine black light sword holes, and used his wrist strength to drive a slight turn.

"Poof!poof!poof~~~"

Pulled by the rotation of the sledgehammer, ninety-nine black sword holes were imprinted on the sledgehammer at the same time, causing the sledgehammer to vibrate continuously.

In a short period of time, the fine iron sledgehammer did not crumble, as if it had been hit, and the texture of the sledgehammer seemed to have undergone a slight change.

Looking at the huge hammer head, ninety-nine black sword hole marks were formed, and Ji Fan's expression was extremely exciting.

Until the shock of the fine iron sledgehammer subsided, Ji Fan tried to put it in the storage bag, but did not encounter any obstacles.

"Gone. ”

Ji Fan put the vine villain into another storage bag, and then opened his mouth to slowly exhale the brilliance of the jade tooth, enveloping the female cultivator's storage bag.

Out of the tomb, Ji Fan estimated the time, and felt that it would be too late to find the other three monks, so he had to spend another night in the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, and he might not be able to find them.

Near the top of the tomb, there was no female cultivator's sword weapon, Ji Fan was not sure at all, whether this was the place where the female cultivator died, if she died elsewhere and wanted to find the other three in the thick mist, it would be even more like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The most important thing is that this female cultivator has not been dead for a long time, which makes Ji Fan extremely mindful of the hidden dangers in the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range.

"I hid in the tomb at night, and I didn't hear the sound outside at all, no matter who killed her, why did death find her?" Ji Fan boldly imagined that the death of the female cultivator might have something to do with not finding the tomb to hide, but he didn't dare to ask for verification.

The reason why Ji Fan had such a guess was because he hid in the tomb for two consecutive nights, and there was nothing to do, and the green butterfly who led the way to the four monks was annihilated by him with a sword, and after losing the green butterfly, the four of them must be in a disadvantageous situation in the thick fog, and it is not impossible to find a place to hide at night.

Under the guidance of the little hedgehog, Ji Fan walked to the time when the fog was dark, and stepped forward, his perception suddenly changed, and he could already faintly see through the mist and see the forest sea outside.

"Even if you reach the edge, if you don't take this step, you can't get out, this Hundred Tombs Mountain Range is really terrifying, if there is no little guy, I'm afraid I will end up like a female monk, if I am not sure of this place in the future, I must not enter it again!" Ji Fan also minded the condition of being able to sneak into the mist at the edge of the mist, and retracted the flying sword and left the mist for a distance.