"Luo Yuan, I know it's you!"

Seeing more than a dozen living dead, none of them paid attention to him, and he still sat with a numb expression, Ye Fei said with extreme certainty: "Except for you, I can't think of anyone else who can have such strength and means in our Black Valley and your Sword Tower!" ”

"If there is really this Luo Yuan, it should be him!" Fang Boxuan also said.

"Sword Tower, outer disciple, Luo Yuan ......"

Lu Lingciao's face was cold, and there was a buzzing sound from the bamboo flute, and he said with some difficulty: "I also want to see what is so special about people who have more divine sense than me!" ”

The rest of the people also stared down, their eyes swept over the faces of the living dead, trying to find the murderer.

Then.

Pang Jian rubbed his temples and shook his head secretly, feeling like he had suffered an unwarranted disaster.

"The perpetrator hides among the living dead......"

As soon as his mind moved, wisps of golden divine consciousness wandered away from the sea of consciousness and merged into his pupils.

With a pair of golden eyes, he carefully examined each living dead, looking at their facial expressions and the condition of their bodies, trying to find out the perpetrator in Zhuang Yuyan's mouth.

But at first glance, he didn't notice anything wrong.

There were sixteen people whose hearts were like ashes, as if they could not hear their conversation, and there was almost no difference in their faces, eyes, breathing, and movements.

The gaze of Pang Jian's golden pupils could not penetrate the other party's sea of consciousness, nor could he see their ideology.

"This person is terrible, everyone must be careful."

Qi Qingsong summoned out the Blue Dream Sword, thinking about whether to use the Dream Sword that he had recently comprehended to create a beautiful dream realm and investigate the state of mind of those people.

Suddenly.

"I'm going to find him!"

Dong Tianxue flew down, he immediately summoned a ghost groan, and said coldly: "The Yin Spirit Temple method I cultivated has a secret technique that can penetrate people's hearts and spy on the other party's ideology. Under normal circumstances, the opponent must be completely restrained by me before he can cast spells with the help of the Oni Groan. ”

"Their current state is also more suitable for me to use this kind of secret art. Next, I will try one by one, and as long as someone resists, then he is the perpetrator. ”

"People who don't resist, I can see his true thoughts and know if his heart is really dead."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

One by one, figures fell from the stands to the deck and scattered around Dong Tianxue.

"Dong boy, after you use that kind of secret technique, will you shatter their sea of knowledge?"

Qi Qingsong asked solemnly.

Among the sixteen people, nine were disciples of the Sword Tower, and he was afraid that after Dong Tianxuan finished doing it, all those people would be annihilated.

As the leader of the Sword Tower, he has the responsibility to protect the survivors and maintain the lives of those people.

Dong Tianxue shook his head: "No." ”

"Well, you can cast a spell, and we will press the formation for you!" Qi Qingsong put his mind at ease, and his whole person became sharp, and his eyes were sharp: "I also want to see if the person named Luo Yuan is hidden in a group of living dead." ”

Zhuang Yuyan also said: "Let's do it, such a guy is really terrible, it's good for everyone to find out early." ”

"Pang Jian, do you think there are really people mixed in?"

Zhou Qingchen felt a little furious in his heart, and after he fell, he was next to Pang Jian, and couldn't help but say: "What kind of person can be so vicious and vicious, and can still pretend to be so similar to the living dead?" What the hell is this man trying to do? ”

"I want to live alone, take everyone's spirit jade for myself, and delay my death time as much as possible." Pang Jian was secretly vigilant and said, "If this person really exists, he will definitely find a way to kill us all." ”

Before, he hadn't been too worried, and he didn't think it would matter if he couldn't find it.

But after Zhuang Yuyan's analysis, it was said that this person might be hiding in the living dead, and he pretended to be the living dead, and Pang Jian was also a little creepy.

Such a person, if mixed with the living dead, must be terrible!

If he doesn't get rid of him first, no one knows what else he can do.

"You're the first."

Dong Tianzhi groaned with a ghost, pointing at the eyebrows of a person from afar.

It was a disciple of the outer sect of the Sword Tower, who was dressed in blue, hunched over, and was not a small age.

An arm-long spirit sword was placed on his crossed legs, and the blade was bright, like a spring flowing in it.

He closed his eyes tightly, and there was spiritual jade in his left and right palms, and his body was wrapped in an aqua blue halo.

"Thorling!"

Dong Tianxue drank cold.

Through the hole in the ghost groan, there was a sudden piercing scream, and wisps of blue-gray soul shadows flew out, easily passing through the spiritual power light curtain that this person sacrificed, and falling on his ears, eyes, and forehead.

Everyone squinted and looked closely, and they could see wisps of blue-gray soul shadows, as if they were listening to something close to the person's skin.

This process lasted for a few breaths.

Dong Tianxue, who was casting the spell, was actually covered in cold sweat on his face, his breathing became heavy, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

After a moment, he hurriedly retracted those soul shadows, his expression slightly embarrassed.

"It's not him."

Dong Tianxue shook his head with a pale face.

"What do you feel?"

Pang Jianqi said.

"There was a dead silence."

Dong Tianxue took a breath, his face was very bad, and he said in a deep voice: "This person's consciousness is in a state of stagnation, without a trace of waves. When I tried to feel his thoughts, I realized his despair, and I actually began to be influenced by him! ”

"I ......"

Dong Tianxue's heart was strongly impacted, and his tone was difficult: "Gradually, my willpower has been destroyed, I want to give up hope like him, I want to sit and wait for the moment of death to come!" ”

"If I hadn't come back to my senses in time, I might have become like him."

Saying this, Dong Tianxue took out the Anshen Pill and swallowed it, and began to adjust his mood.

"Like him?"

Everyone changed color one after another, and they were more and more uneasy by Dong Tianxue's personal understanding.

"Let me take a break."

Dong Tianxue closed his eyes and breathed, as if he was about to come out of a terrible nightmare.

It took a long time for him to return to his normal state and cast a spell on the next person.

Another wisp of soul shadow flew out of the hole of the ghost groaning, through the black valley disciple's hood, and clinged to the man's forehead, eyes, and ears.

As if it was a little ghost, listen to this person's voice up close and perceive his ideology.

Just a moment.

Dong Tianxue had more cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes were full of struggle, and his face was pale, as if he had been consumed more of his mind.

"Not at all!"

Dong Tianxue gritted his teeth and drank lowly.

When he was about to retract the soul shadow, he found that the soul shadow was infected by the dead silence in the other party's mind, and the spirit had disappeared completely.

"This time, I'm going to delay for a long time!"

Under everyone's expectant gaze, Dong Tianxue was constantly wheezing, as if he had been wounded by his soul.

Pang Jian asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Dong Tianxue opened his eyes, looked at Pang Jian, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just ...... It's so tiring. ”

After a deep sigh, he said again: "If it wasn't for the sacrifice of the spiritual power shield, it would be really fine." There seemed to be a power that could infect their souls through the shroud when they lost hope. ”

"Their state of the living dead did not evolve naturally, I think there is an external force to intervene."

The crowd was shocked.

"You're saying that the reason why we are not affected is because we are strong enough to give up hope in our hearts?" Zhuang Yuyan's eyes were full of uneasiness.

The sword boat may be stagnant in the fog for a long, long time.

People who have not turned into the living dead and can still speak and communicate normally may gradually lose hope as time passes.

As soon as the flame of hope in the heart is extinguished, the unknown power will penetrate the canopy and erode people's hearts and souls.

In that case, the shadow of death will also loom over everyone at some point.

Even she didn't have the confidence that she would be able to believe in herself in a few years, decades later, and that she would eventually be saved.

"Hmm."

Dong Tianxue nodded.

As he spoke, he took out a Spiritual Cultivation Pill to restore his mental strength.

Just spied on the minds of the two people, and he couldn't bear it, and he had the idea that he was about to give up hope completely like the other party.

This thought, once branded, felt that he would also become a living dead.

At this time, Pang Jian suddenly looked at a disciple from the Black Valley among the living dead, and asked, "What is her name and what realm is she in cultivation?" ”

"Xu Jie, a disciple of the outer sect, cultivated in the late stage of the Cave Xuan Realm."

The one who opened his mouth to answer was Lu Lianchen, who was also a disciple of the outer sect of the Black Valley.

He approached the Kuroya woman, who was the oldest woman, with the back of her hands covered with goosebumps and wrinkled faces, and said, "She is over a hundred years old, the oldest among us, and the person with the worst cultivation talent. ”

The cave Xuan Realm, which is more than a hundred years old, is placed in the major sect forces of the second realm, and it is rare for the cultivation talent to be poor.

"What's wrong with her?"

Lu Lingcian was also approaching, secretly observing Xu Jie, her pretty face full of doubts.

She didn't know anything about Xu Jie, and she didn't even look at this female disciple of the Black Valley before Pang Jian opened her mouth to ask.

She is a high-ranking personal disciple, Xu Jie is the most gifted outer disciple, and there is a natural gap between the identities of the two sides.

"What did you find?"

Zhuang Yuyan also asked softly.

With a quiet temperament, she quietly approached Pang Jian, and looked at Pang Jian's face with eyes that could perceive people's hearts.

"This little junior brother is very ...... Handsome, much more manly than the flamboyant and casual Qi Qingsong. ”

A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she showed some interest in Pang Jian, whose face was angular-edged and looked a little cold and impersonal.

"Pang Jian, what's the situation?"

"Is that her?"

Qi Qingsong and Fang Boxuan immediately asked.

Zhao Yuanqi hesitated, took off the big red gourd on his back, and prepared in advance.

"Zhou Qingchen, my gourd can suck you in, if the situation is not good, when I aim the gourd at you, remember not to resist me." She uses the secret art of the Red Mountain to transmit sounds.

Zhou Qingchen was stunned, and looked at her strangely.

A dozen people are on strict alert, what can be the problem of dealing with a secret perpetrator?

What's more, they also have Zhuang Yuyan in the Condensation Realm!

Zhou Qingchen felt that she was overly cautious and made too much of a fuss.

Pang Jian didn't answer everyone's questions, but said to Dong Tianxue with a solemn expression: "Next, you will find out her ideology. ”

"Okay."

Dong Tianxue agreed first.

Later, he added: "Actually, I don't think it's necessary, so I don't need to go on with painstaking investigation. ”

"Those people can't come back, in my opinion, they are dead, I suggest killing them directly!"

"Pang Jian, since you suspect that there is something wrong with her, I will kill her for you first."

The ruthless Dong Tianxue, seeing that Pang Jian was suspicious, grabbed the ghost and was about to start.

- He doesn't care if the other party is a secret trickster or not.

Qi Qingsong's face changed: "No!" ”

Lu Lingcian also hurriedly said: "She has a heartbeat, she knows that she is still absorbing the power in the spirit jade." She is obviously alive, how can she be killed like this? ”

"Pang Jian, why are you suspicious of her? If there is no conclusive evidence, you still let Dong Tianxue take a look at her knowledge again! ”

"You can't just kill people!"

No matter how bad Xu Jie's cultivation talent is, they are all from their Black Valley, and as the leader of this trip to Black Valley, Lu Lingcian feels that he has the responsibility to protect the people who have not died.

Dong Tianxue said coldly: "The living dead can't come back, their self-spiritual consciousness has been wiped out. ”

Pang Jian asked, "You mean, they have lost their sense of self?" ”

"Hmm."

"Then I see."

Pang Jian nodded.

The next moment.

The stunner gun rushed out without warning, and stabbed straight at the old-looking and over 100-year-old Xu Jie!

The tip of the gun is dazzling!

The power of fire, extreme cold, and the power of the sun, stars and moon were forcibly mixed at the tip of the spear, and when they touched Xu Jie, a conflict suddenly broke out and exploded violently.

The brilliant spears were presented in the form of chaotic sword techniques, instantly crushing the light curtain that Xu Jie sacrificed.

"Peng!"

When the light curtain exploded, Xu Jie, who was sitting dryly, disappeared abruptly.

The grandstand on the third floor of the sword boat is like a star shifting, and the disappeared Xu Jie suddenly appeared here!

Her long nails, like a blade glittering with cold light, tore at her cheeks and torso, cutting her skin sacs.

Then, I saw a thin and incomparably thin figure, revealing from Xu Jie's body.

This person has been wrapped in Xu Jie's skin, and now he is finally willing to reveal his true body.

"Click!"

There was a crunch of his bones, his body suddenly swelled, and his face changed subtly.

Ohqing, the image of a young man with a sallow face was presented in front of everyone.

"Luo Yuan!"

Hei Gu Ye Fei screamed suddenly, with an expression that I knew was like this.

Ye Fei pointed at the man and shouted, "He is what I said, the outer disciple of the Sword Tower!" He has appeared in the Cloud Thunder Forbidden Land, he is Luo Yuan! ”

Pang Jian's mind boomed, and his consciousness was a little confused, and he couldn't figure out the situation a little.

The person who suddenly appeared was exactly the same as his changing appearance in the Cloud Thunder Forbidden Land!

"This ......"

Dong Tianxue was also dumbfounded.

Isn't this disciple of the Sword Tower, who stepped out of Xu Jie's body in the Black Valley, and who was still covered in blood, the face of another Pang Jian, who traded with him in the ghost altar at the beginning?

has not been exposed to the true face At present, Pang Jian is trading with him again and again with the image of a sallow young man.

If he is Luo Yuan, who is Pang Jian?

Dong Tianxue's extremely strange eyes, the person in the stands on the third floor, and Pang Jian's face wandered, and he wanted to ask Pang Jian what the situation was.

But he held back.

"Yes, I'm Luo Yuan."

The man calmly admitted his identity.

……

(End of chapter)