"Senior brother, Bai Wuxin, you brute!"

A fat-headed and round-headed monk saw that Bai Wuxin had brutally killed his fellow disciple for such a ridiculous reason, and he couldn't help but feel like a tear, the illusion of the martial soul floated, and a giant hammer appeared in his hand and smashed it towards Bai Wuxin.

"Stupid. Bai Wuxin's eyes were slightly cold, and with a wave of his hand, the flying flames completely blocked the giant hammer, and the next moment Bai Wuxin's right hand pointed lightly at the fat-headed and round-headed monk, and he saw that he was burning with raging flames, and the monk howled in pain, and after a while, he turned into a charcoal corpse and lay on the ground, and the pungent smell of burning continued to float out.

"Poof!" Bai Wuxin stepped on the body of the monk who had turned into charcoal, only to hear a crisp sound, and the bulging clothes that were originally bulging because of the bones were shattered by him at this moment, and everyone's faces showed anger and horror.

"If you don't have the strength and are too ignorant, that's what happened. ”

Bai Wuxin said something that made the monks' eyes breathe fire in a natural tone.

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of him, Gongsun Lan grabbed the corner of her clothes with some fear.

"It's fine. Ling Xue said to Gongsun Lan, a gentle hand gently stroking her long hair.

"Okay, the master is really gentle, Lan'er doesn't want to die, Lan'er wants to follow the master all the time. ”

Gongsun Lan lowered her head, bit her red lips lightly, and said in a snort.

Looking at the pitiful girl in front of her at the moment, Ling Xue paused slightly, and said seriously and gently, "Yes." ”

And at this moment, the field was already filled with the smell of gunpowder, a smell of saber rattling, and more than fifty monks of the first detachment quietly walked to Bai Wuxin's side, looking at the monks around with eagle eyes and fire.

Bai Wuxin was right, that person was really dead a long time ago. ”

At this moment, a slightly cold and moving voice suddenly sounded in the empty mansion.

"It's Ling Xue!"

"No. 1 on the Hidden Dragon List!"

"Captain of the Bloody Night, Captain Night......"

Hearing Ling Xue's voice, everyone was shocked.

Soon, everyone's eyes fell on Ling Xue's blown-deflectable beauty.

Obviously, whether it was the position at the top of the Hidden Dragon List or the prestige of Captain Bloody Night, it had left enough weight in everyone's hearts, although everyone wanted to kill Ling Xue, but at this moment, when Ling Xue spoke, they still unconsciously focused on her.

Ling Xue said, "Look at the monk's corpse. ”

Everyone listened to Ling Xue's words at this time, and looked at the monk who was being dug out by Bai Wuxin with doubts, and the next moment, everyone's eyes showed endless horror.

I saw that the monk's body had already been dismantled in a strange way, and it was put into a very strange pose.

On the ground, the blood that flowed had dried up at some point.

Everyone could see clearly that Fang Cai Bai Wuxin just dug out the monk's heart and did not make the next move.

Moreover, if the others had been so dismembered at this moment, the blood would not have taken on the dull and dry red it had now, but a more vivid and full crimson red.

Therefore, the "masterpiece" on the ground at this moment is by no means the handiwork of vain.

Bai Wuxin is not wrong-

This monk was dead when everyone didn't know it, even when he didn't know it......

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes shrank fiercely.

A horror that seeped into the bone marrow flowed through the heart.

The only remaining female cultivator in the field, Xia Youran, covered her mouth in disbelief, and the fear in her eyes was obvious.

"When was he killed?"

"Who killed ......?"

Xue Lei's pupils under the white bones flashed with a solemn look.

This time when he came out of the Land of Inheritance, he thought that he already had enough strength to break through in the Tianyun Kingdom, but he didn't expect that at this time, in the City Lord's Mansion of Wufu City, he suddenly felt a feeling that death was on his side, and even, he felt, he would not even know how he died!

What a terrifying feeling.

"It's a combination of time and space and hallucinations. ”

Yin Zheng, who was wrapped in a pitch-black cloak, suddenly said.

He suddenly remembered the illusionary martial soul of his old comrade-in-arms Cao Xing'an.

On that day, it was with Cao Xing'an's phantom martial soul that Yin Zheng was able to drive Ke Yimeng and Xue Lei to the trial place of the black desert.

"The murderer is a monk who has martial souls related to these two avenues at the same time, and only by mastering the martial souls can he achieve such an incredible effect. ”

Yin Zheng said slowly while thinking.

"Impossible...... Within ten breaths of Bai Wuxin's killing of him, he was still talking to me, and there was no problem with what he said, how could he be dead! Even if it was an illusion, it couldn't be so realistic!" A tall and thin monk stood up and looked at Yin Zheng angrily, in his opinion, this monk of unknown origin was just talking nonsense.

"Indeed, if nothing happens, just using the way of illusion, it is difficult to achieve a perfect and flawless display, but what if the murderer can go back in time within a certain period of time......"

"That is, go back in time and kill people!"

The interior of the mansion was empty and gloomy, and the fog was heavy, even if there was flames, it could not illuminate the whole scene, in such a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, Yin Zheng's words fell on everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt.

Fear pervades everywhere.

"How do you know he was dead by then? ”

Ling Xue's demon pupils looked at Bai Wuxin tightly.

Bai Wuxin smiled slightly, being able to let the first person on the Qianlong List ask him questions, in a sense, it was also a very good thing.

"My pupils can see the fire in the monk's heart. ”

Heartfire!

"If I could see the heartstring fire, I think I could have achieved a similar effect!"

Ling Xue's heart moved, and the phantom of the sword gall and qin heart appeared behind him, and the seven strings in the hearts of the monks began to burn one by one, however, the result was very shocking!

Nearly twenty percent of the monks had no heartstrings and no flames on their heartstrings at this moment, but they were like living monks at the moment, like other monks, their faces showed a look of great fear, even the movements, Ling Xue couldn't see any clues, and a cold and penetrating feeling hit their hearts.

As if remembering something, Ling Xue's gaze suddenly looked at the familiar person.

Xia Youran, Xiang Feiying, Liu Feiyu......

"The fires of the heartstrings are still burning......"

But in the next moment, Ling Xue was slightly stunned.

The monk named the Man of Bones did not have any dancing flames on his heartstrings.

"Is he dead too......

And at this moment, as if sensing Ling Xue's strange gaze, Xue Lei looked at Ling Xue suspiciously. (To be continued.) )