I saw that in the small space in the room, there were six stiff bodies sitting or lying down, all breathless, obviously dead, four men and two women, among whom was a child about ten years old.

The corpses of the six clubs gathered around a large wooden table in the middle of the room.

On the wooden table, there was a large clay pot containing half a jar of gruel, and on the table there were six white porcelain bowls, three of which were full of gruel, and the fourth was only half full of gruel, but the old woman with the gruel fell to the ground, and the other half of the gruel was spread on her coarse cloth apron.

The porridge was cold, and there was a thick rice scab on it.

Obviously, this family died at the same time during the morning meal.

If it was just six ordinary corpses, it wouldn't have been able to impact the nerves of these immortal disciples.

There was not a trace of scar on the appearance of these corpses, but their expressions were extremely strange.

Six corpses, with four completely different expressions!

Four extreme expressions!

Youxi, with an exaggerated grin, and a smile between the eyebrows.

There was anger, his eyebrows were flying, his eyes were prominent, and his facial features were a little dislocated in anger.

There is mourning, the mouth almost becomes a weird figure of eight drooping to the sides, and there are no tears in the eyes, but the dead air in it can still exude a thick pathos.

There is fear, the face is the most hideous, and the facial features have been completely distorted and deformed, beyond the ability to express this extreme feeling.

In particular, the immature face of the ten-year-old child was filled with extreme fear.

And his father, who was beside him, was grinning to the back of his head, and his eyes, nose, and ears were all laughing wildly.

The father and son are next to each other, but their expressions are extremely different, and this situation is already extremely weird.

This island is only a few hundred miles away from Penglai, the five spirits are abundant, the air is warm, but in the thatched hut, everyone feels like falling into an ice cellar, and the vest can't help but sweat wildly.

Although Qin Ling has good skills, she is just a big girl after all, and she is too frightened to look at it anymore, she closes her eyes tightly and hides behind Ye Tian.

"Demon!" said Qing Jun's pupils contracted dramatically, and he coldly spit out a few words that made everyone's hearts sink rapidly, "It's still nearby!"

I'm afraid it's really magical. Ye Tian's heartstrings tightened, and he pulled out the Jun Sword with his right hand and clenched it tightly in his palm.

As soon as he got on the island, he noticed that the five spirits in this place were a little weird, and when he entered this room, this weirdness was even stronger, the smell of tyranny, greed, hatred, and death, which he had experienced, was indeed the smell of demons.

Everyone gasped wildly, and the people of Kunlun were still better after the battle with the belly demon Yasha, but the faces of the Penglai disciples changed wildly, and even more so, their eyes showed a deep sense of fear.

Originally, they were just young and weak-crowned teenagers, and since they were sensible, they had been living a quail-like life in the fairy sect like a greenhouse, and at most they only knew a little about the bloody past between fairies and demons from the classics in the sect.

Demons, these terrifying beings that exist in the ethereal demon realm, are also distant to them, so far away that even in a nightmare, they will not appear.

However, now, this terrifying existence is all around them.

"Impossible!" The fear in the eyes of an older Penglai disciple was immediately replaced by paranoia, "This family is just suffering from heartlessness at the same time, and the heartlessness ......"

He rushed out of the room in a frenzy, and ran into a nearby hut, and the howl of mad and frightened suddenly stopped.

A thick mockery flashed in his eyes, and he also walked into the hut.

Everyone looked at each other, and then tacitly followed Tie Qingjun into the hut.

I saw that the Penglai disciple's face was like ashes, staring at the few corpses on the ground, although everyone was already prepared, they still gasped in unison.

Sure enough, this extremely corpse was the same as the previous death, there was not a trace of scars on its body, but there were four extreme expressions of joy, anger and sorrow on its face.

There is no need to investigate anymore, and they already know in their hearts that no one in this village should be spared.

"It's a little weird, but it's a big trouble. Baili Chasing Star smiled bitterly, "This magic energy can slaughter all the people of this village under the eyes and nose of the Penglai Immortal Sect, there must be an extraordinary skill." ”

Although everyone is a cultivator, but after all, they are weak-crowned young men, and they feel like pins and needles in this room full of strange corpses, and they don't want to stay longer for a moment, so they hurriedly walked out, and the first Penglai disciple ran outside wildly, vomiting under an old tree.

Standing in an open space, he silently looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking, but if he looked closely, he could see that his clothes were fluttering slightly in a mysterious trajectory with the wind, and in a short time, there would be a small arc of electricity jumping.

Ye Tian didn't know if others felt it, he only felt that he was being stared at by something, this taste was like encountering a cruel poisonous snake in the Kuangcang Mountain in the early years, although he didn't see it at the moment, and he didn't know where this crisis was, but this taste of near death, the suppressed suffocating feeling, was the same.

It seems that the monster that caused all this is indeed not far away.

Ye Tian looked around, and could see Gongzi Shen, Uncle and Brother and Qin Ling pretending to be strong, but they couldn't hide their worried eyes, and suddenly a sense of pride surged into his heart, and he held the Jun Sword in his hand tighter, and secretly made up his mind in his heart, Nasi Bird Demon, if you want to hurt my friend, step on my body first!

As if sensing the master's arrogance, Jun Jian trembled slightly, and suddenly, an incomparable sharp qi erupted from Ye Tian's body and rushed straight towards Xiao Han.

Tie Qingjun sensed Ye Tian's momentum, glanced at him, and a meaningful smile appeared on his indifferent cheeks.

Another Penglai disciple couldn't hold it back, walked up to the department Qingjun and said: "Senior brother, the division commanders ordered me to wait to come, but to investigate the strange things here, obviously, what happened here has exceeded the expectations of the division commanders, let's go back quickly and report to the master." ”

Tie Qing was speechless, still looking up at the sky, but the thunder spirit circulating between the clothes was getting stronger and stronger, and even made this Penglai disciple feel numb, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly took a big step back.

However, Baili Chasing Star came closer, patted this person's shoulder, and said: "This junior brother, since this demon can easily let me and others in, he doesn't plan to let me leave, and then ......" Baili Chasing Star paused, and a ray of essence flashed in his eyes: "We and other people who seek immortals should be righteous in heaven and earth, and they are not incompatible with evil demons, since we have encountered monsters here, how can there be a reason to wave their sleeves and leave, even if they can't catch it, they should know the difficulty, otherwise, what's the use of taking this bumpy fairy road?"

The tone was as resolute as steel, and the hundred-mile star-chasing body suddenly had a clear breeze, the wind spirit gathered, and the momentum rose.

Suddenly, there was a strange roar, but it was the Penglai disciple who was vomiting straight up and hissed: ",, life is gone, and I still cultivate a ball fairy, and ask for a bird to live forever!"

After speaking, regardless of everyone's reaction, he ran a few steps and stretched out his hand to snatch the fairy sword from the nearest laurel, jumped up, and recited the immortal recipe, and with a "sigh", he saw a sword light cut through the air.

His change was extremely fast, and by the time everyone reacted, he had risen to a height of 100 feet.

The Penglai disciples were about to scold such a scum, but they saw that the halo of the immortal sword suddenly dimmed, and then rose with inertia, and even planted the sword headlong.

I didn't see the man in the air struggling, nor did I hear his screams, but I saw him fall straight down like a stone, and fell fifty paces away with a thud, stirring up a wave of dust, but he couldn't move.