"Buzz!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar in the audience again, and all kinds of discussions came one after another.

"Demon cultivators, haven't heard of it!" said one of the foundation-building monks with a puzzled expression.

"Could it be ......," the other monk said with a slight concern.

"How can this be ......"

Many of the monks who knew something about demon cultivators had a worried and fearful look on their faces, and even more of them looked dazed.

"Silence!" Gong Fanluo snorted, and then said: "This time to investigate, it is very dangerous, a disciple of the sect disappeared there a month ago, this time the sect will lead the team, and the lottery will start below!"

As soon as he finished clapping his hands, a monk walked up holding a one-foot-square jade box.

"Okay, there are two kinds of jade beans in this jade box, one is red and the other is green, and the one who draws red will be the one who does it!" Gong Fanluo pointed to the jade box.

Everyone knows that this is a hidden jade box that can be forbidden to be explored by the divine sense in the mission of the sect for the sake of fairness.

After a while, all the monks stepped forward one by one to take it out of the jade box, but Wang Mo took a red jade bean.

The monks were excited, apprehensive, worried, hesitant, and had different expressions.

"I didn't expect to encounter such a thing after a year of retreat!" Wang Mo muttered a few words in his heart, he wanted to cultivate with peace of mind, but he encountered such a thing, but since it was decided by drawing lots, it was not easy for him to refuse, and he discussed the matter with the people around him quietly on his face.

After Gong Fanluo explained everything clearly, he said hello to Wang Mo and the other juniors, and disappeared into the hall in a flash, leaving everyone to talk about it.

"Seventh Senior Brother, can you go this time?" Zhou Tianyue squeezed through the crowd and came to Wang Mo's approach.

"Hehe, you are a brother!" Wang Mo smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Then you have to take care of your junior brother along the way!" Zhou Tianyue looked at Wang Mo with a worried face, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Don't worry, there will be seniors from the sect on this trip, maybe we won't need to make a move!" Looking at his situation, Wang Mo naturally understood what he was worried about.

Any monk who knows something about demon cultivators will have such thoughts, after all, demon cultivators are notorious and cruel and bloodthirsty.

"That little brother has thanked the seventh senior brother in advance!" Zhou Tianyue's face flashed with joy, and he bowed slightly.

"It's okay!"

After speaking, Wang Mo glanced around, smiled goodbye to everyone one by one, and then walked to the outside of the main hall.

.......

Three days later, the monks who were going to be dispatched by Huoyun Peak this time were assembled, and under the leadership of Gong Fanluo, they headed towards the square at the foot of the main peak.

"Whoosh!"

The scene of more than 50 Zhuji monks flying the imperial weapon is so magnificent, the sky is full of different colors of streamers, colorful streamers, and the momentum is magnificent.

The tea kung fu reached the main peak square, and at this time, more than 100 people had gathered, wanting to come to the monks of Xuanyu Peak and Tianwu Peak.

Wang Mo took a look and found that except for each peak, there was a Jiedan monk leading the team, and the rest were foundation building monks.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Gong is here, let's go over and greet you!" Mo Xiuyuan, the leader of Xuanyu Peak, was wearing a blue blue robe, with a straight posture, seeing the arrival of Gong Fanluo and his party, Fang Feiyu, the leader of Tianwu Peak who was standing side by side, smiled slightly.

"Fan Luo has seen Senior Brother Mo and Senior Brother Fang!" Gong Fan Luo ordered everyone to descend to the light, and when he saw the two of them coming, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for five years, congratulations to Senior Brother Gong for finally breaking through the Jiedan!" Fang Feiyu laughed and saluted with both hands.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Fang!" Gong Fanluo bowed again.

"Okay, the mission personnel for this trip have arrived, let's go!" Mo Xiuyuan stopped the two of them from greeting each other, and said with a straight face.

"Good!"

"Good!"

Fang Feiyu and Gong Fanluo responded at the same time.

After speaking, the three of them each gathered the monks of each peak, and galloped towards the mountain gate with the spirit weapon.

A few days later, a group of more than 100 foundation building monks crossed the sky and arrived at the destination of this trip.

Looking down in the sky, I saw thousands of miles of red land, as if there had been no disaster and famine for a hundred years, without people and no life.

According to the disciples stationed in Wu Yuan Kingdom, this place was originally a land of rich products in Wu Yuan Kingdom.

Only half a year ago, first the trees withered, then the animals disappeared one after another, and then the mortals disappeared with them.

Seeing the situation expanding and the number of displaced people increasing, the local government had no choice but to report it to the imperial court.

When the imperial court received this, it sent the monks to investigate, but the monks never returned.

This caused panic among the royal family, and they had to ask for help from the Qingyu Sect behind them.

And the disciples of the Qingyu Sect stationed here, the person at the head had the early stage of foundation building, and led dozens of Qi refining stage disciples to go, but they still disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, those low-level disciples who stayed behind were unable to report to the sect.

This came and went, and it was delayed for half a year.

Everyone flew all the way, and when they saw such a situation, they couldn't help frowning.

"Two junior brothers, the situation here is strange, according to the brothers, I will lead the monks of our own peak, and each peak will be divided into five teams, starting from the ground, so that we can check the grass one by one!" Mo Xiuyuan turned his head to look at Lian Ren and said with a serious face.

Fang and Gong groaned slightly, and then nodded in agreement.

This place is more than a thousand miles in circumference, and only in this way can it be searched in a short time.

After speaking, the three of them exchanged the sound transmission jade jian, and when they encountered an emergency, they could contact each other through the jade jian and rush to the other party.

Naturally, the foundation building monks did not have any objection to this, and this trip was led by the three Jiedan monks, and they just had to follow the arrangement.

After some deliberation, everyone began to split up.

Huoyunfeng and the monks were divided into five teams by Gong Fanluo, and each team leader was given a sound-transmitting jade slip by Gong Fanluo.

The sound transmission jade slip of the Jiedan monk is much more useful than the sound transmission jade note of the Zhuji monk, and it can be transmitted from a distance, which is enough for everyone to get a response in the shortest possible time.

And Lu Zhanfeng, played by Wang Mo, as one of the few monks in the late stage of foundation building, naturally became the temporary captain of this team of ten people.

A day later, Wang Mo and his party of ten people passed through a village, looking at the silent appearance of people and animals, Wang Mo couldn't help but feel a touch of solemnity in his heart.

Intuitively, there was something hidden in this big underground, but he couldn't say it, and it always gave him a sense of familiarity.

He has always believed in his instincts, and in view of this, he is even more careful to check the places he has passed, so as not to miss a single gap.

They deliberated as a team, with teams of three taking turns searching for the senses, while the remaining seven remained in full bloom in the hope of being able to deal with all contingencies.

And Wang Mo, as the captain, is naturally not among them, although everyone said that as long as he can find the clues in time, he still secretly probed his senses.

He has always been cautious, but he can't tolerate pinning his safety on others.

"Captain, three hundred meters in front of the left!" A voice in the Divine Consciousness interrupted Wang Mo's thoughts.

Turning his head to look, it was Wei Zhiming who was gesturing to him.

Wang Mo nodded knowingly, raised his head and beckoned a few people to gallop there.

"Huh?" When he came closer, Wang Mo's brows furrowed deeply.

I saw a shriveled corpse lying quietly in the grass, wearing tattered clothes, it could be vaguely seen that it was a disciple of the Qingyu Sect, but the strange thing was that his storage bag was still on his waist and had not been taken away.

Reaching out to take off the storage bag, and taking out an identity token in it, it was undoubtedly a disciple of the Qingyu Sect.

The dead corpse's hollow eyes looked at the sky blankly, as if it was nostalgic.

It's just that the boss with his mouth open, his facial features are twisted together, looking extremely frightened and hideous, and such expressions appear on a dead corpse, making several people who are foundation building monks suddenly have a creepy feeling rising.

Looking at the terrifying appearance of the dead body, Wang Mo poked out his divine sense, and after a careful investigation, Wang Mo's pupils suddenly shrank.

With a wave of his robe, Zhenyuan turned the dead body into ashes, and a red beetle-like object the size of a fingernail appeared on the ground.

Hideous two sharp horns, shiny red carapace, and eight barbed claws.

Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he remembered something.

"Senior Brother Seven, but what did you find?" Wei Zhiming saw him with a thoughtful look and asked.

The other eight people also came to the front and looked at the red beetle in Wang Mo's hand for some reason.

"Everyone must be careful next, if Lu is not mistaken, this red beetle is a corpse worm, I think this disciple finally launched a secret method to kill one of them when the corpse worm's blood was drained, and he himself died here!" Wang Mo's face was serious, and he said word by word.

"Corpse insect?" Wei Zhiming muttered to himself, and said with a puzzled expression: "Seventh Senior Brother, forgive Senior Brother's words, how can this little corpse insect be able to kill a Qi Refining Disciple?"

"Yes, Seventh Senior Brother, we've all seen corpse worms, it's impossible to have the ability to kill a Qi Refining Cultivator!" said Hu Haoguang, another Foundation Building Cultivator.

They have been practicing for decades, and they have seen many corpses, and after death, the corpses that decompose and breed corpse insects are just ordinary poisonous insects.

Although mortals could not do anything with them, they were not worth mentioning to the monks, and the color was not right, but black.

Seeing that everyone looked puzzled and disbelieving, Wang Mo took a deep breath and said: "If it is an ordinary corpse insect, let alone one, even if it is hundreds or thousands, it is no match for a low-level fireball technique, but this kind of corpse insect is fed with a large amount of blood and made by applying secret methods to sacrifice, and it is not something that ordinary people can resist over there!"

"Shhhh

"Yes, so everyone must be cautious, don't underestimate this corpse insect, once it enters the body, it will take root in the meridians, frantically suck the blood qi, and use the vitality contained in the blood to enhance itself, all junior brothers and sisters remember, but whenever you find this kind of corpse insect, you must send out the vitality cover as soon as possible, and then kill it!" Seeing that everyone didn't know much about this, Wang Mo explained one by one.

After speaking, he took out the sound transmission jade slip and recounted the situation found here to Huo Yunfeng and the team leaders.

But there is another concern in his heart that he has not spoken, that is, he is afraid of causing panic among everyone.

What Tang Zhenye did in Xia Jing at the beginning was also this kind of magic path secret method, but it was several levels higher than this.

When everyone heard this, their faces turned pale, and they nodded in unison, no one would joke with their lives.