Chapter 32: The Search for Survivors

"The Shen family, the thousand-year-old foundation, has been defeated in my hands......"

Unexpectedly, the bamboo pole worm was torn in two, and its head, that is, the gray-haired old man, was dragging his long half-cut body like a snake, slowly crawling in front of the broken tablets, and let out a strange cry.

"Sure enough, it's the same as Shen Shi's situation."

Shen Mu looked and saw that inside the old man's broken abdomen, a hovering wire nematode was exposed, and it was it that controlled the old man to speak.

He couldn't bear to see the old man's ugly posture left in the world again, Shen Mu's half arm turned into white bones, and threw a ball of fire at the old man who was still crying on the ground.

In addition to burning objects like ordinary flames, the fire can also destroy the source of life, so you don't have to worry about killing the parasitic nematode.

Finally, the nematode wriggled and turned into a pile of ashes with its piercing and mournful sound.

"How offended!"

Looking at the broken tablet all over the ground, Shen Mu knelt down and kowtowed, after all, this is also his ancestor.

"Today's kneeling can be regarded as recognizing the ancestors and returning to the ancestors."

After getting up and pat away the dust, he came to the edge of the four pieces of green spirit jade that also fell to the ground, compared to those tablets, there were no cracks on them at all, and it was obvious that the material was extremely hard.

Of course, if this Qingling Jade is not hard enough, then the jade pieces will often be accidentally broken due to some oolong incidents, which will greatly waste the human resources of the Qingling Sect.

"Heartbreaker!"

Shen Mu's Broken Heart Palm had been cultivated to the fullest, but he had never had a chance to use it, and now it was the first time he had used it.

With the blessing of the powerful power after the demonization, his palm wind fell, directly covering the four pieces of green spirit jade.

"Bang!"

A small palm print was blasted out of the ground, and the four fragments in the palm print were all shattered into powder, and four different colors of winged Kunpeng patterns condensed on the fragments, and then dispersed.

This winged Kunpeng is the symbol of Qinglingmen, and somewhere in Qinglingmen at this moment, the brand corresponding to the Shen family should also be shattered.

"Essence blood is depleted so fast!"

Shen Mu's main form at this time was still the guillotine armor, and he looked at his exposed arm through the beast face on the guillotine armor, and the originally strong muscles had obviously dried up.

"We've got to go back to our human form."

The hair faded, the body shrank, and Shen Mu returned to his human form.

Once the guillotine armor activates the supernatural power and decapitation, it will continue to consume the ape's essence blood, and if it is consumed, it will no longer be able to turn into a guillotine armor for a few days until the ape's head grows again.

"Now it's time to look for survivors."

Shen Mu touched his chin, which was his habitual movement when he was thinking.

"The Shen family is too big, and the range of my divine sense is only about ten meters away now, so it takes too much time to search."

The carpet search was clearly not for him alone, and he needed to think about where the survivors would be hiding.

"If I were a survivor and trapped in the Shen family, I would definitely find a safe and hidden place that was not easy to attack......

"It's obvious! Treasure Room! ”

After bringing it into the perspective of the survivors, a flash of inspiration flashed in Shen Mu's mind.

For immortal cultivators, resources are extremely important. And the heritage of a family, in addition to the top combat power from the family, also comes from the resources accumulated by the ancestors of the family.

Therefore, the Treasure Pavilion is a very important location for most immortal cultivation families and even major sects, and the security work they do on it is indispensable.

"Children's memories are so mixed."

Searching through the memories of his predecessor, Shen Mu finally found information about the Treasure Pavilion in some memory fragments that were about to fade.

It is located in a basement in the deepest part of the backyard of the Shen family, guarded by several spirit beasts, and at the same time, there is a ban set by the ancestor of the Shen family begging a certain Jindan master at the gate, and it should not be so easy to break for a while.

After passing through a number of zigzag corridors, Shen Mu finally came to the deepest part of the Shen family.

This is a large back garden, in addition to some ornamental exotic trees, there are also a lot of elixirs.

In the middle of these spiritual plants stood a huge rockery, and in the middle of the rockery there was a downward passage, which was the road to the Shen family's treasure pavilion.

"There's something!"

As soon as Shen Mu came to the back garden, he heard the heavy breathing of the beast and the sound of gnawing.

In order to find out what was going on, he hid behind a tall spirit bush somewhere, and stretched out a finger to turn into a branch, which grew longer and extended upwards until it reached a suitable height.

Then, at the end of the branch, a peach grew, and on it was a demented human face, but the human face had very attentive eyes, and was looking around at the courtyard.

Through the human face peach, Shen Mu knew the situation in the courtyard at a glance.

The heavy breathing of the beast he heard came from a ferocious spirit beast called the Moire Tiger, known for the cloud-like patterns on its body. They are fierce and warlike, and some individuals are very affectionate, so they are often domesticated to watch their families.

But now, these cloud-patterned tigers domesticated by the Shen family seem to have also been parasitized by insects, and countless wriggling little insects have drilled out of their bodies.

Under the control of these insects, the moire tiger was burying its head in the corpse of the Shen family monk, gnawing and gnawing. And the bugs on their bodies writhing happily.

Root Launch!

After noting their location, Shen Mu controlled the roots hidden in the ground and jerked out of the ground.

The heads of several moire tigers that were burying their heads in eating were crushed by the roots that came out of them almost at the same time, and then their entire bodies were turned into minced meat.

The writhing insects on their bodies, even if they are small, cannot escape this fate, and in the fine whip shadows formed by the dancing roots, they turn into pulp powder and disappear without a trace.

Through a period of observation and fighting, Shen Mu had long discovered that these creatures parasitized by insects still had the ability to move even if they lost important parts of their bodies, so the best way was to crush all their bodies or kill the parasitic insects.

After dealing with it, Shen Mu took back the human face peach and cautiously came to the entrance of the rockery.

It was a stone staircase that continued to spread downward, leading to the Shen family's treasure place in the depths of the earth.

On the blue and white stone steps, some blood stains that have not yet dried are now sprinkled, indicating that someone has just passed through here not long ago.

Shen Mu controlled the aura attached to the soles of his feet, eliminated part of the sound of walking, and slowly stepped onto the long stone steps with the help of the flickering lights in the passage.

Finally, when they were about to reach the end, a strange noise came from the underground treasure room, and the aftermath made the entire underground tremble slightly.