These figures sitting cross-legged, there are men and women, old and young. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Judging by the tattered clothes on their bodies and the look in their eyes, these people turned out to be all living dead.

Feeling the cold gaze of these people, Dongfang Mo felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

And the shadow suddenly hibernate at this moment, making him feel that something was wrong.

Just when he was shocked in his heart, there was a "bang", and the big man with a strong body in the front of this group of people slapped the ground with both palms, and his body rose in the air, and he punched Dongfang Mo from a distance.

Suddenly, a huge fist condensed by mana suddenly appeared in the air.

"Ning Dan Realm!"

Feeling the power of this blow, Dongfang Mo frowned. But he was definitely not slow to react, and shook the dust in his hand.

"Huh!"

The silver-white whisk stretched violently, and it was fiercely drawn on the crystal fist that came first.

"Wave!"

In an instant, the fist collapsed, and the tightened silk did not diminish in the slightest, and continued to draw towards the stout man in mid-air.

Seeing a silver light slashing in, at the critical moment, the strong man raised his arms crossed, blocking his chest.

"Boom!"

However, under Dongfang Mo's draw, this person was still like a kite with a broken string, blood spurted upside down, and his arms were blurred with flesh and blood.

This person is just in the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and his cultivation is comparable to his. But Dongfang Mo has formed the existence of Fadan, which is not something that ordinary people can compare.

The moment the sturdy man flew out upside down, the remaining dozens of people stood up suddenly, and then each cast a spell.

In an instant, a strong mana fluctuation brewed, and then all kinds of spiritual light flooded towards Dongfang Mo.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's color changed slightly, his figure flickered, and he disappeared into a thick ancient tree not far behind him.

A loud "boom" sounded, and where he had stood before, a deep pit appeared in a radius of seven or eight feet, and the earth shook violently.

Seeing Dongfang Mo's figure disappear, these living dead people's expressions remained unchanged, and they scattered to look for them.

There was obviously a very strong man among them, and he suddenly looked up at the top of an ancient tree.

I saw a Taoist priest standing far away, his hands pinching rapidly.

With his movements, the flowers and trees around him suddenly began to tremble and make a rustling sound.

Immediately, the leaves twisted and turned into a wooden sword with an extremely solid handle.

"Hurry!"

When tens of thousands of wooden swords condensed out, Dongfang Mo let out a low roar.

"Woo Woo ......"

As soon as his words fell, all the wooden swords seemed to be being pulled, and they swept towards the twenty or thirty people outside the main hall from all directions. The power alone makes people's scalps tingle.

Dongfang Mo felt clearly before, among these people, the strongest cultivation was the Ning Dan Realm, and there were also many foundation building period cultivators, so he dared to give it a go.

The wooden sword blinked, and the twenty or thirty people in the clearing suddenly sensed a dangerous aura. Although they are all living dead, they still have an instinctive reaction.

Some of them turned into birds, while others took out the magic weapons in their hands, or sacrificed a layer of Gang Qi to resist.

"Puff puff!"

However, for a moment, the figure of the sword entering the flesh still sounded continuously, and more than ten monks in the foundation building period directly exploded into a blood mist under the penetration of dense wooden swords.

There were also seven or eight Ning Dan Realm cultivators, although they resisted most of the wooden swords, they were still not lightly injured, and only a small number of them escaped unharmed.

However, at this time, Dongfang Mo's fingers had already pinched again.

In an instant, three clusters of spiritual light suddenly converged on his head, and finally transformed into three vivid leaves.

The leaves are clearly veined and exude a strong sharp scent.

He had seen before that although these living dead were able to use supernatural powers and magic weapons, they were still a little different from ordinary people, and it seemed that their movements were more blunt, and they could not use all their strength in life.

When the spirit descent technique took shape, he twisted his hand, and the three leaves were immediately caught between his fingers. At this point, he bent his arm and shook it again.

"Whew...... Shout...... Whew......"

From three angles, the three green leaves shot towards the three seriously injured Ning Dan Realm monks in the clearing.

Seeing this, one of the three old men hurriedly waved the long sword in his hand and slashed down. Another young man offered a small bowl to resist. The last woman dodged sideways.

It's just that when the three leaves were about to touch these three people, Dongfang Mo's method of pinching suddenly changed. With his movements, three leaves deflected in the direction of the three people, slashing past the three of them, and with three soft sounds, they sank into the chests of the other three unsuspecting monks.

The leaves pierced through without pausing, and once again traversed three tricky trajectories, shooting towards the eyebrows of the other three.

However, at this time, these people finally reacted and used drastic means to resist. For a while, the tinkling sound in the open space was endless, and the green phantoms were dazzling.

After a while, the sound of "plopping and plopping" sounded, and five or six more people fell to the ground.

Dongfang Mo slashed more than a dozen people in a row with ruthless means, and when the remaining four or five Ning Dan Realm monks saw this, their figures immediately paused, and then they turned around and fled into the distance, disappearing into the white mist in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the backs of several people, Dongfang Mo's face was strange, he didn't expect these people to run away.

But after a little thought, he knew why. Although these are the living dead, they also have the wisdom and the instinct to survive, and they naturally want to flee when they are invincible.

It's just that these people are the same as him, if they don't make a move, they can't see the level of Dongfang Mo's cultivation, which is also the reason why he dared to make a move against him when he met the gray-clothed old man in the foundation building period for the first time.

Regarding the escape of these people, Dongfang Mo did not chase them, but his heart moved, and he wanted to summon a shadow and go to the attic guarded by dozens of people in front of him.

Unsurprisingly, the shadow remained dormant, without any response.

"Could it be her?"

Dongfang Mo suddenly had a thought in his heart, and then his face showed horror.

He remembered that it could be that Han Ling couldn't be here. Because the white beast in the little girl's hand is repelled by his shadow, the two cannot appear at the same time, and it is also daytime at this time.

However, after a little contemplation, he ruled out this possibility.

First, that little girl's skin was blasted into the Spatial Crack Blade by him at the beginning, and it was absolutely impossible for her to appear on Peng Island in the East China Sea.

Second, if the little girl's skin was here, she must have sensed the existence of the shadow before. With the grudge between him and this woman, Han Ling would definitely kill him immediately, he didn't believe that this woman would let him go.

Therefore, it can be seen from this that it is unlikely to be the reason for Han Ling's daughter.

It's not this woman, the shadow can't be lurking, what's the matter? Dongfang Mo's heart became more and more strange.

After thinking about it for a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

He suddenly remembered that those living dead had no souls, only thoughts, indicating that there should be something that eroded the souls on Peng Island. Although he didn't know what that thing was, the shadow happened to be the body of the divine soul, so wouldn't it be that the deeper this beast went into Peng Island, the more jealous it might become, so it didn't dare to show up.

The more he thought about it, the more Dongfang Mo felt that his guess was right.

After thinking for a moment, he no longer hesitated, and his figure flickered to the ground, put away the storage of the living dead before, and then used his ear power to the extreme, and walked towards the attic in front of him.

As he got closer, his nose twitched, and he smelled a smell of rotten wood, needless to say, mostly from the dilapidated attic in front of him.

In just a dozen zhang distance, Dongfang Mo soon came to the attic, and at this moment he stretched out his palm and gently pushed forward in the air.

"Crunch...... Bang! ”

The wooden door first turned, but then it collapsed with a bang, and fell into sawdust, apparently completely rotten.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo stretched out a layer of qi around his body to prevent accidents, and only after the dust in front of him dissipated, he slowly raised his steps and walked forward with a vigilant expression.

When he stepped into the attic, he saw that the place was extremely empty, and could even be described as "the four walls of the house".

There was nothing but tall pillars and four bare walls, not even a screen or a desk.

Dongfang Mo touched his chin and walked towards the second floor. But when he came to the second floor, he found that the place was also empty, so he did not hesitate and went up to the third floor.

Unsurprisingly, the same is true for the third floor.

"Have you been ransacked?" Dongfang Mo thought so.

On deep thought, he thought it was very likely. After all, this place is not very hidden, and there are no prohibitions. It would be strange if no one had been here.

Thinking of this, he immediately descended the stairs and returned to the first floor.

Originally, he wanted to search whether there would be any dark room or anything like this, but at this time, his ears trembled, and then his face changed slightly, and then his body rushed out of the attic as fast as lightning and disappeared into a big tree.

With the concealment effect of the Wood Escape Technique, he hid in the trees and observed. After about five or six breaths, he saw a series of figures emerge from the mist, these people with wooden expressions, obviously all living dead. It's just that he recognized that these people were not the few Ning Dan Realm cultivators who had been frightened by him before.

When they arrived, the living dead looked around with puzzled eyes. When they found that there was no movement, they all sat down cross-legged in the open space outside the attic.

Dongfang Mo's face showed surprise, he didn't know why these people were like this, but after thinking about it again, under the encouragement of his mana, he still chose to stay away from here.

These people must have been attracted by the sound of the fight before, but he was not interested in attacking these people again.

After shuttling tens of thousands of feet between the big trees, Dongfang Mo finally appeared.

At this moment he tried to summon the shadow, but found that the beast still did not move. So he shook his head, took out the map, and looked at the red dot marked on the map, closest to the red circle from before.

……

Five days later, Dongfang Mo came to a huge lake, and with his mana, he stepped on the clear waves and swept towards the center of the lake. In a few moments he stopped and saw a huge pavilion in the center of the lake.

In the gazebo, there were more than a dozen figures sitting on the table.

Looking at these living dead, Dongfang Mo was only silent for a while, and finally chose to shoot with all his strength and kill the people on the pavilion in a devastating manner. As for those who fled, he didn't care.

After picking up more than a dozen storage bags, he headed towards the gazebo at a great speed.

It's just that in the face of the empty gazebo, he was extremely disappointed, and there was still nothing to be found here.

At this point, his face finally sank. In two places in a row, he pounced. He could see that this pavilion, as well as the attic before it, should have been forbidden, but it was apparently broken many years ago and swept away the contents of it.

After a few moments, he took out the map again, skimmed over the seven or eight red circles and red dots, and looked directly at the last one, which had only taken a circle and a half.

He guessed that the places marked with red circles and red dots must have been ransacked, and the only hope was the last half circle.

However, for the sake of insurance, Dongfang Mo still walked through the places marked with red circles and red dots along the way, and every time he killed the living dead gathered in those places with lightning speed.

It's just that every time it's the same as he expected, and there's nothing to gain.

In this way, two months passed in the blink of an eye, and as time passed, before he knew it, he had penetrated deep into Forte on Peng Island in the East Sea.

……

And at this moment, outside Peng Island in the East China Sea, through the hazy white fog, you can see sparse figures from time to time.

These people who have cultivated high enough to transform into infants, and those who have cultivated low only have the foundation building period. However, when these people saw the hazy white mist in front of them, they all showed a look of surprise in their eyes. Immediately, without any hesitation, they all galloped forward, submerging into the white mist.

A young man with a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand and a graceful and chic temperament walked side by side with a woman shrouded in black veil, and after coming here, the two looked at each other and walked forward together.

And a young man dressed in light armor and holding a round tripod in his hand, followed by several people who looked like followers, also stepped into it.

There is also a man with loose hair, handsome to the point of bewitching, and a pale face that looks like a woman who has been hollowed out of his spirit. With his hands behind his back, he came here calmly, looking at the white mist in front of him, he also walked in.

Finally, there was a group of strange-looking monks who emerged from the bottom of the sea in a vicious tortoise. A group of people disappeared silently, but mightily into the white mist.

This kind of scene is staged almost every day in all directions of Phong Island.

……

And at this time, Dongfang Mo, after the Heart Devouring Gu broke out twice, finally came to a chaotic stone forest with a circumference of about 100 zhang. And this is exactly the location of the half circle marked on the map.