After leaving those villagers, the murderous intent in Mu Feng's body immediately spread, and it was the monk who was slaughtering mortals, and for his own selfish interests, he actually slaughtered mortals as fish and meat at will, which was the most intolerable thing for him, but this kind of thing still happened.

In the Southern Regions, Mu Feng just couldn't tolerate Tianfeng Gate letting mortals mine the Stygian Stone for them, so he attracted thousands of people to hunt him down, but he never regretted it, just because, he was once a mortal, and he used to grow up among mortals, which was enough.

I learned from the middle-aged man that in their village, there were inexplicable deaths a few days ago, every time it happened at night, and each time it was several deaths, and it was not found by the villagers until dawn that the dead people were all ordinary, like several corpses, with no blood, as if they had been dead for many years.

At first, although the villagers were afraid, because it was the first time they saw such a thing, it was just an accident, but from that day on, people died every day, and the number of dead people gradually increased, from three people on the first day, to five, seven, and ten people.

In just five days, dozens of people died in their three neighboring villages, and each corpse was exactly the same, with a dry body, no blood, only a wound in the heart, and nothing else.

"There is no blood in the whole body, there is a wound in the heart, it is clearly caused by someone forcibly draining the blood of the whole body, only the monk can do this kind of thing, the demon monk!"

A hundred miles away, Mu Feng is in a blink of an eye, the village in front of him, only empty houses, can not feel any breath of life, Mu Feng fell from the air with a gloomy face, walking on the path in the village, the once quiet and peaceful village, like the ruins of a hundred years of desolation, full of dead silence.

Maybe these villagers were in too much of a hurry, in a clearing in the village, there were still six corpses there that were not buried, when Mu Feng came to the six corpses, what he saw was just as the middle-aged man said, there were several corpses, there was not a drop of blood left on the whole body, and there was a hole the size of a finger on their left chest.

This small wound is their fatal wound, and the blood of the whole body is also flowing in this wound, those mortals may not be able to see what caused this wound, but Mu Feng knows that this is the monk piercing the heart with his fingers and drawing the blood out.

There is still a faint vitality left in the wound, in this faint vitality, Mu Feng felt a strong smell of blood, this smell of blood is not on the corpse, but in the vitality, this murderer's vitality contains strong blood.

"Could it be a monk of the Blood Demon Dao?" Mu Feng's eyes suddenly shrank, and he began to carefully examine several corpses.

In the end, Mu Feng said in a deep voice: "There can be such a strong smell of blood in the vitality, this person should be a monk of the Blood Demon Dao, this Dao monk, there is no need for aura, as long as blood, blood is aura, it is vitality for them, it is vitality, it is the foundation of their cultivation!"

Mu Feng's memory has part of the memory of the Aotian Demon Venerable, although most of them are in a sealed state, but some common sense has not been sealed, and as the powerful Aotian Demon Venerable, he knows everything about the Demon Dao, and everything about the Blood Demon Dao, Mu Feng knows it from the memory of the Aotian Demon Venerable.

But after knowing it, Mu Feng's face became even more gloomy, Aotian Demon Venerable's evaluation of the Blood Demon Dao was that the methods were cruel, the heart was vicious, and their actions, just like their names, were full of blood, and the monks of the Blood Demon Dao, as long as they entered the Jindan stage, it was difficult to be killed, as long as they escaped a drop of blood, they could be reborn.

Different from the Shura Dao, the Shura Dao monk's Yuan Shen, Yuan Qi, and Essence Blood are all in the heart, and exist in the form of essence blood, as long as the heart is killed and the essence and blood are destroyed, the Shura Dao monk will be completely dead.

The monks of the Blood Demon Dao are different, they don't need vitality, as for their primordial gods hidden in the blood, constantly changing positions with the flow of blood, no one knows where to hide except themselves, so if you want to kill them completely, you must kill all their blood, otherwise, he will be reborn.

And the monks of the Blood Demon Dao, the attack power is very amazing, just like the monks of the Shura Dao, they all have the strength to fight beyond the level, compared to the Shura Dao, the Blood Demon Dao is more difficult, and the actions are more outrageous, the scene in front of him is proof.

Mu Feng summoned the magic sword, dug a pit next to the corpse, and then buried the six corpses together, then looked around, chose a house, and walked in.

The villagers only started to migrate today, and there were dead people last night, which means that the murderer didn't know that these villagers left, so maybe they would come again tonight, Mu Feng didn't know where the other party was hiding, so he waited for the rabbit.

Mu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, had returned to his true appearance, and now that he was not in Riot City, there was no need to hide his identity, so as not to be known that Qi Cheng was Mu Feng, Qi Cheng's identity was still useful, not the time to abandon it.

Then, Mu Feng took out the three-toothed fork obtained from Ge Yun's hand, controlled it to levitate in the air, pinched the trick with both hands, and shot out one after another spiritual light at the three-toothed fork, removing the remaining Yuanshen marks of Ge Yun one by one, and then, a golden rune flew out from his eyebrows and hid into the magic weapon, feeling that he had been able to control the magic weapon freely, so he put the magic weapon away.

Mu Feng is still in the Jindan period, and he can't melt the Yuan Infant Magic Weapon, but this is not the best choice for him to sacrifice the Natal Magic Weapon, so use the Divine Sense to control it first, which can be regarded as an extraordinary attack method, although the effect is not as good as the Natal Magic Weapon, and it consumes too much vitality, but these Mu Feng don't care.

Because this magic weapon is Ge Yun's natal magic weapon, and Ge Yun is a monk of the Shura Dao, and it is also a kind of physical cultivation, his magic weapon does not belong to the category of long-range attack, and Mu Feng himself is also a physical cultivation, and using this magic weapon at close range can be regarded as complementing each other, only strength is needed, and there is no need for vitality envoys.

When everything fell silent, the momentum on Mu Feng's body also fell silent, without any momentum revealed, looking like a real mortal, but in this empty village, this mortal didn't feel so ordinary.

The night is coming quietly, there are no stars and no moon, only the wind blows, the squeak of the doors and windows, everything seems to be so ordinary, it is this ordinary night, but it gives people a deep depression, the moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills people, it is this kind of sign.

In the void outside the village, a pitch-black figure stood quietly in the void, looking in his twenties, handsome appearance, but with a pair of eyes like beasts, the fierce light was scorching, even in such a dark night, he could not hide the smell of blood on his body.

"Huh! How can the village be so quiet!" A hoarse voice came out, and the young man immediately exuded his spiritual sense, enveloping the entire village, but soon his fierce eyes showed deep anger, but then showed a hint of joy: "I didn't expect these villagers to go so fast, but, fortunately, there is a kid, this trip is not in vain!"

With a smile, the young man immediately flew to the sky above the village, and quietly landed in front of the Mufeng Gate, without even thinking about it, he reached out and pushed the door open, but the moment the door was opened, a gray light shot out from the room.

The young man was startled and hurriedly retreated, but the gray light that had come from him still passed through his chest, bringing out a long red light, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in his chest.

The young man snorted, his body retreated rapidly, his eyes were shocked, looking at Mu Feng who slowly walked out of the room, the pain in his chest made his face hideous and terrifying, but when he saw the faint gray mist on his chest, he suddenly exclaimed: "The breath of death!"

Mu Feng knew that an ordinary attack would not cause much damage to the Blood Demon Dao cultivator at all, even if it was split in half, he would still be able to recover unharmed, just consuming some blood qi.

That's why Mu Feng will use the qi of death, although the resistance of the demon monk to the qi of death is much stronger than that of the righteous monk, especially the demon monk like the Shura Dao and the Blood Demon Dao, it is to minimize the corrosive power of the death qi, but what Mu Feng wants is to let the death qi prevent the healing of this person's wound, as long as the wound is still there, this person's combat effectiveness will be limited, and this is enough.

"Are you Mu Feng?" Seeing Mu Feng appearing, the young man immediately recognized it, there was no way for anyone to let Mu Feng's appearance spread today's Scattered Cultivation Alliance!

"That's good!" Mu Feng didn't deny it, and he didn't hide it at all because he was a wanted criminal.

The young man's face changed at first, and then he smiled gloomily: "Mu Feng, I didn't expect you, who are wanted by the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, to dare to act in this area, you are really a master of art and bold!"

Mu Feng sneered: "Since you know my name, you must also be a monk around here, but I don't care where you are a monk, I just want to ask you if you killed the people here!"

"That's right, I killed it, if you can ambush me here, you must know that what I am cultivating is the Blood Demon Dao, then you must also know why I want to kill these mortals!"

The young man was also so simple that he didn't have any intention of justifying, he knew that since Mu Feng could attack himself indiscriminately, then he already knew everything, since this was the case, he still defended himself.

"As a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, you actually used the lives of mortals to cultivate, this kind of behavior is enough to make you die a thousand times!"

Hearing Mu Feng's words, the young man suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard something ridiculous, and pointed at Mu Feng and said, "Mu Feng, you are less pretending to be a good person here, haven't you killed anyone, and fewer people have died in your hands?"

This book is from the Book King