Mystery: Evildoer! What Do You Know?

　　"It was done by one person in the sect. There are traces of four people in the cave, and there are still monsters."

　　The old man raised his eyebrows.

　　"Can't find the head's body?"

　　The young man nodded, "I found nothing."

　　The old man said he knew it and didn't ask the question again.

　　"When will the restoration result come out?"

　　The young man immediately said, "They are hurrying, and they can restore it before dark."

　　The old man did not speak, but his expression was still quite satisfied.

　　"I'll go to the cave to see, and the sound will be transmitted to me after the restoration is completed."

　　The young man bowed his head, "Yes!"

　　Soon, the figure of the old man disappeared in place.

　　He failed to teleport successfully, but was blocked outside the cave.

　　Only then did he realize that the young man had neglected to tell him something very important.

　　This cave has a spiritual formation.

　　It's just that the age is too old, and the effect of the spirit array is not as powerful as it was at first.

　　Although it can suppress the cultivation base, this spiritual formation should be able to lose the cultivation base in the first stage of the spirit formation.

　　The old man was very interested in this spiritual formation. If the spiritual formation was still the initial effect, it would be a very good formation for him.

　　If Lin Yi was here, he would definitely be shocked by the realm of the old man.

　　Even he didn't realize that the current effect of the spirit array had weakened, but the old man could see it at a glance.

　　The strength of this old man is even higher than him!

　　They sighed with emotion when they received the news that Wanyangzong had been wiped out. It had taken a long time, mainly because the news reached them after a long time.

　　The old man walked into the cave, but his cultivation was not affected in the slightest.

　　He sighed regretfully, and now this spirit formation is no longer a treasure.

　　The spiritual power left by the previous people here has almost completely disappeared, but the old man closed his eyes and smelled the faint smell of spiritual power.

　　For him, everyone's spiritual power has a different flavor.

　　Floral.

　　He closed his eyes, but his footsteps did not stop at all, and he walked exactly the way Chu Qing walked.

　　Herbal fragrance.

　　Staying with Huaxiang all the time, they have a good relationship.

　　It's just too weak, the breath can be blown away even by the wind.

　　Then he smelled something different.

　　Tobacco taste.

　　Old, like teetering on the edge of death.

　　The old man laughed.

　　It turned out that there was an old thing, and he could only smell the spiritual power left by the old thing, but he could not distinguish the strength from the weak.

　　It tastes messy and has a strong presence.

　　It seems that the old thing stayed in this cave for more than a short time.

　　The taste is strong and weak, and he can feel the entanglement in the old man's heart. Sometimes he hides his strength, and sometimes he has to make a move.

　　But he could feel that the old thing hadn't really shot in the end.

　　It's an old fox.

　　In the area where the scent of spiritual power was the most intense, he stood still and carefully distinguished several intertwined scents.

　　If one or two smells are fine, it will take a lot of effort to distinguish if they are mixed.

　　This is also the reason why he can't use this method to directly go to the top to smell it.

　　Cigarette smell, bloody smell.

　　Interestingly, the taste of some spiritual power is actually bloody, which is a characteristic possessed by evil cultivators, because they are often stained with blood when they gain spiritual power.

　　It just so happened that there was one less corpse of the sect master here. It seems that this is the taste of the sect master's spiritual power.

　　The smell is here, but people have been wiped out.

　　so fierce?

　　He didn't think so. Judging from the intensity of the smell, no matter what the strength of the old thing was, he didn't show the strength to kill the sect master.

　　It should be made by the master of another flavor of spiritual power.

　　The flavor of that spiritual power is very strong, but it is very present when it is intertwined with the other two flavors.

　　He sniffed and found that the smell was familiar and unfamiliar, and he couldn't remember how to describe it for a while.

　　Suddenly, a word appeared in his mind.

　　Sunlight!

　　The taste of sunshine!

　　When he opened his eyes, it was still dark under the cave.

　　But as soon as he closed his eyes, he could ask about the looming smell of sunshine.

　　Light, but continuous, as if it will never disappear.

　　This man is strong.

　　He took a step forward and stood still.

　　This person should have been here in the first place, and killed the Sect Master without moving a single step. .

Chapter 289

　　Is there such a big difference in strength?

　　That should be about the same level as him.

　　This did not surprise the old man too much. Although it seemed that the Ming Dynasty was weaker than before, they were afraid that some old things were hiding in the dark, so everyone did not dare to take action.

　　What surprised him was the smell of aura left by this person.

　　It was so pure that it really made him mistake it for sunshine.

　　The jade pendant on his waist lit up, someone was transmitting a voice to him, and the work on it should be over.

　　After he remembered the smell in his mind, he quickly walked out of the cave. Someone was already waiting outside.

　　Everyone shouted in unison, "Elder!"

　　He nodded, "Let's start."

　　The young man who had spoken to him before stood behind him, and the others quickly assembled into a spiritual formation.

　　With the tactic in his hand, the spiritual power surged in the center of the spiritual formation, and finally spewed out, covering the entire Wanyang Sect.

　　The disciples of Wanyang Sect appeared around them, and everyone was alive, and it seemed that no death had ever happened.

　　But there was no sound, and the disciples of Wanyangzong seemed to be unable to see some strangers suddenly appearing around them.

　　He didn't speak, just stared at the scene in front of him.

　　They were discussing something, passing through the bodies of those wearing masks.

　　It's not an entity, it's just a projection!

　　It is scene reproduction!

　　Suddenly, a figure sprang out from behind him, and started hunting without any warning.

　　The blood splashed out and landed, but his body was still spotless.

　　The figure had been facing away from him, and when he walked over, he saw the front of the figure.

　　Dressed as a beggar, but killing someone is like chopping melons and vegetables, and his expression does not fluctuate.

　　This should be the charcoal smell, the old man thought.

　　The spirit formation was still running, the beggar killed all the way, and the old man followed.

　　There were a few people who were spared, but more heads fell to the ground.

　　The beggar disappeared.

　　The old man did not speak.

　　Young people come.

　　"Are you ending the spirit formation now.' ?"

　　Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head.

　　If he didn't speak, young people would not dare to make decisions on their own.

　　But maintaining such a spirit formation consumes a lot of time, and it should not be able to maintain it for a while.

　　The old man didn't wait.

　　Finally, just before the spirit formation could no longer be maintained, he finally waited.

　　Three people showed up, no, and a fox.

　　For the first time, he showed an excited expression and wanted to walk in to take a look, but the spirit formation suddenly disappeared at this time.

　　has reached its limit.