In that blackened peach blossom forest......

"How? Did you smell it? Situ Wankong squatted beside Tang Yi and asked.

"Be quiet." The teenager sighed silently, rolling his eyes to the sky.

"You use your nose and you don't use your ears, why should I be quiet? By the way, don't you really have to transform into a tiger? Are you sure that when you are a human body, your nose is still sensitive? Situ Wankong asked again.

"......" Tang Yi.

In fact, he knew for a long time where those women were!

They were dead, and the smell of dead people beneath the peach blossom woodland. It's just that for some reason, this place is indeed as Situ Wankong said, that is, there are no living souls and no dead ghosts. Their souls are more like they have been eaten, or they have been digested as nourishment.

was reluctant to tell Situ Wankong truthfully, first, because he was afraid that she would have to be a Jedi. The injuries on her body are really not suitable for urging internal forces anymore. The second is that she is even more afraid that she will force herself to dig up the corpse, whether it is in the demon clan or the demon clan, her identity is the most noble, but she was dragged by this little girl and did everything all day!

But fortunately, on this trip, the macaroni that has been searched for a long time is an unexpected gain. As long as he thought of being taken first by himself, Tang Feng gritted his teeth in anger, but he looked helpless, and his mood couldn't help but improve.

"If they are dead, let us go and let them rest in peace." Tang Yi said tentatively.

"Dead? What do you smell? If he died, how could he be so clean, there was no trace of the dead soul at all. Situ Wankong wondered, more than a dozen lives, are they still dead? I'm finally too late.

"I don't know."

"That scholar surnamed Zhang doesn't know where he went? I wish he was still alive. Situ Wankong pondered.

Although it was only a one-sided relationship, and when she encountered danger, the person actually ran away, but she still didn't want Zhang Yuanzhi to have an accident, after all, life and death, whether it was a human or a demon, self-preservation was instinct.

"Don't worry, he's fine." Tang Yi said.

Situ Wankong tilted his head and asked, "Do you know again?" ”

"There is the breath of dead corpses underneath this ground, but there is no ...... from him" After speaking, Tang Yi seemed to find that something was wrong, as if he didn't want to say it.

"What?! They...... Beneath this ground? Situ Wankong captured what he was expressing.

“…… Well, right at our feet. Tang Yi nodded, but still chose to answer truthfully. He believed that if he couldn't find those women quickly, he was afraid that Situ Wankong would never leave. It's better to do it quickly!

Sure enough, as Tang Yi expected, although after some disputes, Situ Wankong resolutely wanted to dig out the corpses.

Tang Yi couldn't hold it either, and he didn't want to see her wound crack open again due to the internal force. Finally, the white tiger still slapped his noble claw aggrievedly, and dug out all the corpses under the ground to the ground.

If you look closely, there are not just eleven corpses here, but countless corpses......

Some are whole, some are broken. Some have turned into white bones, while others have just rotted into flesh. For a time, the peach blossom forest, which was already scorched into black soil, became like a mass grave, with mountains of corpses cascading on top of each other.

Situ Wankong was really shocked. Looking at a fragment or a whole corpse, he was speechless for a long time. How many years has this to be accumulated? There are so many corpses.

The point is that she wants to transcend for these dead people, but she can't find a single trace of the soul. Could it be that all of these people were badly wounded before they died? And who killed them? The Dryad? How many years has he been cultivating, he actually has such great lethality, and he can still do evil for so long without being discovered!

"Where have their souls gone?" Situ Wankong muttered, it must not have been all reincarnated.

The psychic mirror in Tang Yi's arms suddenly vibrated at this moment, and it seemed to be still 'buzzing'. Tang Yi was startled and hurriedly covered it with spiritual power.

Fortunately, all Situ Wankong's attention at this time was on those corpses, and he was squatting there to check them one by one, so he didn't notice the situation on his side.

Closing his eyes and luck, he used his mana to suppress the abnormal movement of the macaronic mirror. I don't know well, the souls of these dead people are in this psychic mirror.

The demon clan has been established since the ancient creation of the world, and there have always been four magic weapons, which are regarded as the treasure of the town clan! It's - the Mirror, the Sky Slashing Sword, the Circle of Retreat, and the Hollow Crossbow. But now, in addition to this macardiac mirror being found by Tang Yi, the other three holy artifacts are still missing.

And this macaric mirror can attract gods, demons, demons, ghosts, and people, but all those who have spirits can enter dreams.

And the person who holds the mirror can use this mana to build his own dream mirror, and anyone who enters his dream can be controlled by him. And in the dream world built by the macardiac mirror, you can spy on people's hearts, so that the dreamer has nowhere to hide. It is even easier to kill, rejuvenate, and retrieve souls in dreams.

Presumably, that ordinary dryad, after obtaining this mirror, relied on building dreams to attract people to enter, so as to absorb the aura and even the souls of these young men and women to help him practice. Therefore, although the corpse killed by him has been buried all over the peach blossom forest, it has not made people feel the slightest fear and ghostly energy. Because all of their souls have been sucked away by the macaria, and they have completely disappeared......

"These people, when they died, didn't seem to have any pain. Even...... He died peacefully and peacefully. "Situ turned over a few relatively fresh corpses in the air, and it seems that they should be those missing new widows.

"How so?" Tang Yi asked knowingly.

Situ Wankong did not doubt him, and explained: "There is no scar on their bodies, not even a wound to death can be found, and it doesn't look like poisoning, it's more like a natural death after losing their souls." There was no trace of struggle. ”

"In that case, the dryad is a pity. already has such a high level of mana cultivation, but you were cut off by a sword, and the path to ascension was cut off. Tang Yi teased.

"It's a pity!" Situ Wankong's eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "You actually think he is a pity?!" He had killed so many people, used such a filthy cultivation method, and wanted to ascend! Hum! If he can soar like this, I am afraid that no one in this world is willing to cultivate diligently, and they are all some people who have gone astray! Ah Yi, in the future, you will also use such tricks to ascend? ”

Seeing that Situ Wankong was already angry, Tang Yi frowned almost inaudibly. He has no interest in ascending to immortality, but in the same way, he doesn't like to be taught like this by a little girl. How old is she? Dare to discipline yourself like this. Hum!