Martial arts long journey

Chapter 597 Hidden Murder

For most of the martial artists present, Fengling Laodao, Xiang Juan, and Li Jiang, the three great masters who have mastered the realm of mystery and virtue, are almost equivalent to the existence of insurmountable mountains, and they are not qualified to compete with these three top masters. Compete for opportunities.

If there is no accident, in the martial arts ruins of the Netherworld Demon Sect, it is considered lucky that ordinary warriors like them can get a share of it.

However, if they can take advantage of it by surprise, the result will be completely different. Even if they can only get one good thing, they can be regarded as making a lot of money.

Although this will inevitably bear a lot of crisis and risk, but how could they not understand the truth of seeking wealth and insurance?

There is great terror between life and death, but under the temptation of profit, death is not so daunting. It is by no means empty talk that people make money and birds die for food.

Looking at the indifferent expressions on the faces of most of the fighters in the arena, Old Taoist Fengling couldn't help shaking his head and gave a wry smile, but he didn't continue to try to persuade him.

Feng Ling's reminder just now can be regarded as the utmost benevolence, if he said a few more words, it might be counterproductive, making the martial artists present misunderstand that Feng Ling was planning to monopolize the opportunity in the Netherworld Demon Sect Martial Arts Relic.

As the saying goes, too much talk is bound to fail, how could the old Taoist Fengling who has lived for so many years not understand this truth, so naturally he would not be that wicked person in vain.

Seeing Fengling Old Daoist's somewhat helpless expression, Xiang Jue, who was standing beside Fengling Old Daoist, couldn't help but sneered and said, "Old Niubi, you really eat salty radish and don't worry about it, those people have already been seduced by greed. , You can't stop them from finding their own way to die.

What's more, they are not your disciples of Shangqing Palace, why are you meddling in so many nosy affairs? ! "

Hearing Xiang Borrow's voice in his ears, Old Taoist Feng Ling smiled and shook his head, but he didn't say anything to refute.

As Xiang borrowed in his words, these warriors present were not his disciples from Shangqing Palace, but he was a little too worried.

Immediately, Fengling Old Taoist stopped paying attention to the actions of those warriors, and began to explore the palace complex cautiously on his own.

While walking forward, Fengling Old Taoist frowned and said, "The situation of the Netherworld Demon Sect is really strange. , Weird! Weird!"

Hearing Fengling's old Taoist voice, Li Jiang who was not far away from him slowly turned around, and said aloud: "Looking at the scale of the Netherworld Demon Sect, I think this is one of the top demon sects. It should be normal to have some background."

Old Daoist Fengling shook his head again and said: "That's not what I said, although I thought so too when I was an old Daoist, but then I realized something was wrong.

If the Netherworld Demon Sect really possessed the basic means to resist the ancient catastrophe, then they could directly seal off the formation restriction arranged in the mountain gate, and survive the catastrophe that broke out in the ancient times safely.

But seeing how the disciples of the Netherworld Demon Sect fled in such a haste, they obviously had reached a critical juncture, otherwise, how could one of the top Demon Sects abandon their own inheritance? !
In short, there must be some weird places in this Netherworld Demon Sect, we'd better be more careful! "

Li Jiang thought secretly for a while, and he couldn't help agreeing with what Fengling Taoist said.

Just when Li Jiang was about to say something again, a voice of surprise suddenly came from the crowd behind him.

Because of the dense fog that filled this place, even if they were face to face, they might not be able to see each other clearly, so many warriors were straining their mental strength to detect and search the surrounding situation.

However, this sudden suspicious sound immediately disturbed those warriors whose mental strength was tense. They were shocked and immediately moved towards the place where the suspicious sound came from.

Suddenly enveloped by the spiritual power of so many warriors, the Zhoutian Realm warrior who made a suspicious sound just now seemed to be sitting on pins and needles, not knowing what to do.

The warrior said with a trembling voice: "My junior brother is gone. He was still on my left before, but he suddenly disappeared as he was walking."

Hearing the voice of that martial artist in his ears, there was a look of surprise and uncertainty on the faces of all the martial artists present.

All the warriors who entered the valley before, there were only five or sixty people in total. With the cultivation strength of these warriors present, they can be recognized at a glance.

However, at this moment, after all the warriors raised their eyes and looked around, they found that there were more than a dozen vacancies in the number of people.

If there hadn't been the reminder from the Zhoutian realm warrior just now, the people present might not have taken these missing warriors to heart.

Because the identities of these martial artists in the field are really complicated, even if some people are really lost, no one will pay attention to it.

However, after hearing the martial artist say that his junior brother was missing, everyone in the field felt something was wrong.

If there is no accident, the dozen or so warriors whose traces have disappeared have probably already been murdered by vicious hands.

All of a sudden, all the warriors present couldn't help but stop their actions of exploring the remains of martial arts in their hands, and instead carefully guarded the surrounding environment.

Perhaps it was because all the warriors had completely quieted down, so all the sounds in the field became clear and audible.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

Slowly, bursts of crisp and continuous chewing sounds came out from the thick mist, making all the warriors present terrified.

Immediately afterwards, in the perception of all warriors, a black shadow suddenly flashed through the mist, and captured a warrior into the depths of the mist in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow didn't make the slightest sound at all, and the same was true for the kidnapped warrior.

The sight of a martial artist being inexplicably captive into the mist in such a quiet manner made all the martial artists present feel shuddering in their hearts.

However, at this moment, Patriarch Fengling seemed to have sensed something, and he suddenly shouted: "Be careful around you!"

(End of this chapter)