And in his opinion.

Once the opponent's weapon is separated from the body, there is no spiritual blessing.

Even if the other party hid his cultivation, it wouldn't do him any big harm at all.

Desperately trying to kill this little monk with a minor injury, in his opinion, this price is just a blood-stopping pill!

However, the next moment, Zheng Mingwu was at a loss.

At the moment of the fight, he had clearly dodged the sharp sword that flew towards the door in front of him.

But for some reason, the sword strangely drilled from his back to his chest at the next moment when he rushed forward, piercing his heart.

Zheng Mingwu only felt a chill in his chest.

The short sword in his hand stabbed the other party in the heart as if it had hit a stone.

In his last consciousness.

The little monk only jerked back a few steps, and then, pale, but unwounded, touched his chest and walked towards him.

Zheng Mingwu only felt a burst of emptiness in his body, so he covered his chest and knelt on the ground, his face full of incredulity.

"This, what's going on......"

But the answer to him was a stalk that flew freely in the air...... Sword!

Zheng Mingwu's eyes widened suddenly, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Until the opponent's head is cut off.

Wang Mu breathed a sigh of relief, touched his chest again, and took out the golden armor talisman.

This golden armor talisman that has made great achievements has been extremely dim, and it has obviously reached the limit of bearing.

"Nine layers of qi refining! It turned out to be a guy from the ninth layer of qi refining! ”

Shocked by this person's strength, Wang Mu couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "This full force blow is really terrifying, I almost thought I was going to die." ”

Just now, the momentum of the moment the other party hit him made Wang Mu feel a huge fear in an instant.

It was as if the breath of death had descended upon him.

It's not this golden armor talisman, he will definitely explain it here today.

Wang Mu felt a palpitation, and there was indeed a great terror between life and death.

At this moment, Wang Mu felt that the senses of his whole body were unprecedentedly sharp.

The spiritual power of the whole body is surging, and it is more active than ever.

This fight was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before, and it gave him a completely different feeling.

Wang Mu quickly calmed down and kept this valuable experience firmly in his heart.

Only then did he bother to look at the monk he had killed.

Seeing that the other party's body began to slowly and unconsciously emit a faint mist-like spiritual power, Wang Mu determined the identity of this person.

Damn Fog Cultists indeed!

"But how the hell did this guy from the Fog Sect target me?"

I want to think about it, but Wang Mu's movements are not slow.

After using the soul control technique to pick up the opponent's clothes and make sure that there is no hidden danger.

Wang Mu then took away his mustard seed bag that was placed in the man's arms.

At the same time, take off the mustard seed bag around the opponent's waist and stuff it into the belt.

Then, with a moment's hesitation, he put away the man's dagger and turned to leave.

But as soon as he took two steps, Wang Mu turned around and stared at the corpse.

"If the corpse is placed here, it will definitely be discovered, and the movement of the battle just now is not small."

"The last time it happened in Liangshan Village, it happened once, and this time the death of a Fog Sect disciple in the city is not a trivial matter."

"When the time comes, if you dig deeper, maybe it will be linked to yourself, and I don't want to be exposed for the time being, so I ......"

After thinking about it, Wang Mu pinched the trick with his right hand, and his spiritual power moved instantly.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, a fist-sized fireball instantly appeared in front of his eyes.

Then the fireball grew larger and larger, expanding to the size of a human head.

Wang Mu didn't think about throwing the fireball at the corpse.

The fireball instantly enveloped the entire corpse, roaring and burning.

Finally, to be on the safe side.

Wang Mu threw two more fireballs, burning the entire corpse along with the surrounding bloodstains.

Then he quickly left the scene and disappeared into the street.

In just a few moments, the whole body was charred black by the flames.

A gentle breeze turned to ashes, leaving only a pair of jet-black bones.

And Wang Mu, the initiator, had already returned to the Wang family in this period of time.

Even Wang Mu himself didn't realize it.

When he destroyed the corpse, he used his fireball technique so skillfully, as if he had already mastered it.

After completing a set of actions to kill and destroy corpses in such a short period of time, even Wang Mu could not calm down for a while.

After returning home and sitting in the courtyard for a long time, he gradually regained his former calmness.

Then, he took out the mustard seed bag of the Fog Cultist he had killed and put it in his hand, pondering if there was anything like a marker spell similar to positioning left by the Fog Cult.

But after checking for a long time, he didn't find anything.

After thinking about it, it's better to just go to Lan Wangji and ask about this kind of thing.

Now that the other party has not left, and he is the person with the highest cultivation in this Baishui Town, the well-informed Lan Wangji must have a way to confirm this matter.

Thinking of this, Wang Mu changed his clothes and hid the three mustard seed bags in three places on his body at the same time.

Quickly used his body to leave the Wang family and headed towards the town office.

Along the way, he didn't meet any strange people.

It's just that the pedestrians on the road moved aside with awe on their faces when they saw him use his skills and pass quickly.

Wang Mu couldn't take care of it in a hurry, and came to the town yamen in a hurry.

was digging out his identity waist card, and saw Liu Yao and the others rushing towards the Patrol Division with the same hurried face.

"Hey! Wang Mu! You've heard that too? ”

In front of the patrol division, seeing Wang Mu, who was also in a hurry, Liu Yao asked in surprise.

Wang Mu was suddenly at a loss: "What did you hear?" Didn't you go drinking? ”

Liu Yao said at this time: "There was a murder case in Tianyuan Street in the north of the town, it seems to be related to the monk, and the town government sent someone to call us just now." ”

"This matter is in our hands, a few of us happened to come back to change equipment, what about you?"

Wang Mu was suddenly shocked in his heart, so fast!

So he hurriedly said: "I have some cultivation questions, I want to ask Senior Lan, in this way, you go first, and I will arrive later." ”

If he didn't solve the problem of the mustard seed bag, he wouldn't be able to run around with peace of mind.

After all, if he really carried something with him that could be located, then wherever he went, he would be targeted by these madmen of the Fog Sect.

"Okay, then hurry up, we'll go first."

With that, the group rushed into the town together and separated in front of the patrol division Beiyuan.

A moment later.

Lan Wangji residence.

After listening to Wang Mu's inquiry, Lan Wangji looked at the old mustard seed bag in front of him, remembering what they had determined from Zhao Kun that day, so he said with a smile: "Naturally, there is a way to check it, but this requires the power of divine sense." ”

Then, I saw Lan Wangji staring at the mustard seed bag, and then threw it back to Wang Mu: "There is no mark, this is an ordinary mustard seed bag." ”

"Those who can use the mustard seed bag, it is estimated that the owner's cultivation is not enough to build a foundation, and without the power of divine consciousness, how can he leave a mark?"