Fang Shengjing and they set up camp and began to prepare for food, they were not as prepared as Mu Youluo, all they brought was dry food.

After eating and drinking, he left four of his disciples to patrol the surroundings while the others went back to their tents to sleep.

Wang Xuan'er is alone, and the scenery in her tent is not far from the tent, and there are other people's tents around, so it is relatively safe.

In the middle of the night, while they were sleeping, there was a sudden shouting from the tents of several disciples, which woke up the sleeping people.

Many people walked to the tents of several disciples and opened the tents, only to find that all the disciples inside were dead, their faces were hideous, their eyes were protruding, and they were really scary.

"Ah~" Wang Xuan'er, who came out with her, also saw their deaths, and couldn't help screaming in fright, although she was the young sect master of the Fengqing Sect, she rarely went down the mountain since she was a child, let alone encountered such a frightening scene.

"Xuan'er, you go back first." Fang Shengjing blindfolded Wang Xuan'er and asked her to go back to the tent first.

"Good!" Wang Xuan'er was indeed a little scared, so she hurriedly turned around and went back to the tent.

Fang Shengjing and the others stayed outside, and among the people they came was an alchemist, who looked at the symptoms of the dead disciple and couldn't help frowning, "Elder, they don't have any injuries on their bodies, they died too strangely." ”

"Could it be the hands behind the back of the group of people from the Yang Tianzong?" At this time, one of the disciples was a little indignant.

"No, since they have entered the jungle, they will never come back, you take a good look around, there are no traces of spirit beasts, we don't sleep tonight, be careful." Fang Shengjing's tone was a little serious, the disciples they came out this time were all the elites of the elite, and one less person had suffered a huge loss, but now three of them died at once, which made him nervous.

The remaining dozen or so disciples began to patrol the surroundings, and after some searching, they did not find anything.

"Ah~"

Suddenly, the cries of the two disciples sounded, and as soon as they turned their heads, they saw that the two of them fell straight to the ground, and the symptoms of death were exactly the same as those of the three disciples.

"Elder, this place is too evil, should we change places?" At this time, a disciple stood up and whispered.

"There shouldn't be any ghosts here, right?" The other disciple looked nervous, hid behind one of the disciples, and said in a trembling voice.

"Nonsense, where are the ghosts in this world, all the ghosts are just scaring themselves." Fang Shengjing scolded them, and everyone stopped talking.

The place where they are is on the beach, no matter where they change, I'm afraid that this kind of thing will happen, but entering the jungle is definitely more dangerous, so Fang Shengjing didn't plan to change places, just let them light fires around and carefully observe the surroundings.

Not long after, another disciple fell, and his death was still exactly the same as the previous disciple, which made the other disciples feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

"Everyone gather together, don't get separated, protect Xuan'er's tent in it, she must not have any accidents."

Wang Xuan'er, who was hiding in the tent, heard Fang Shengjing's words, and her heart warmed, but after all, so many people had died, and it was impossible for her to hide alone and let others protect her.

She followed her to Shenyuan Island, in addition to looking for treasures, she also wanted to experience it, if she encountered this kind of thing and hid, then what was the point of her coming?