Living in the world of cultivation

"The auras of Senior Brother Zhou Cheng, Senior Brother Tong and Senior Brother Fang have also disappeared..."

"What did you say……"

"The positioning bead shows that the two of them should be together. Their breath disappeared almost at the same time..."

"Are all the positioning beads on their hands still there?"

"They are all still there, but now they are distributed in four locations. They should have been deliberately left behind by the murderer..."

After hearing the report from his men, Zhou Cheng's face suddenly darkened.

He doesn't know about others, but he still understands Senior Brother Fang who practices White Bone Dao.

It is said that he has refined the bones of an evil demon, so that even if he fights at higher levels, he will not fall behind.

Moreover, Senior Brother Fang has an extremely violent temper. He has killed strong opponents several times in the past, all in a life-for-life style, so the disciples in the sect dare not provoke him easily.

Senior Brother Tong, who majored in Ghost Dao, had extremely weird fighting methods and was not a weak opponent in the inner sect.

Regardless of the fact that the two of them are only at the eighth level of Qi training, if they join forces together, even if they encounter the Great Perfection of Qi training, they will be able to escape unscathed.

Zhou Cheng had a gloomy face and gave instructions to his men.

"Send people to the place where they happened and make sure to find out who killed them."

Seeing several of his men bowing and retreating, Zhou Cheng took a deep breath.

All the trial disciples had just entered the Demonic Abyss and were scattered everywhere. It was not easy to gather them together.

Four of his men were killed one after another, and two of them died together, which is a bit scary.

A person sitting cross-legged next to Zhou Cheng came closer.

"Senior brother, something is wrong..."

Zhou Cheng nodded and said, "There is something wrong..."

All the disciples who participated in the trial were scattered. No matter how lucky He Bin's people were, they could only make up three or five people.

Senior Brother Tong and Senior Brother Fang, even if they were plotted by the other party, one of them could escape.

The next day, the people who went to Black Mist Swamp to explore came back.

"Senior Brother Zhou Cheng and Senior Brother Wu used the soul secret technique to survey both battlefields. The murderer's aura is that of the same person."

Zhou Cheng frowned immediately after hearing this. He was familiar with most of the disciples who participated in the trial. When did such a fierce person appear?

"Has Senior Brother Tan gone?"

His subordinates quickly said: "Old Tan also went, but the souls and bodies of several senior brothers were not found. He could only use the secret technique of ghost eyes to restore the general situation of the scene."

Zhou Cheng suddenly became energetic and asked quickly: "Tell me..."

"Well... according to Lao Tan's preliminary judgment, the murderer used the shadow path, ghost path, blood path, curse path, zombie path, soul path's spells and secrets, and also used the best magic weapon, second-level jade talisman and Fu Bao, not only that, but the atmosphere of evil spirits and thunder still remains on the scene. The process of fighting is roughly..."

Zhou Cheng's men had several capable people, and they were able to roughly restore the fighting process between the two scenes.

Unfortunately, the body and soul were disposed of by Su Fan, and the scene was destroyed by magic.

He also deliberately used several spells he knew on the spot to confuse the audience.

As for the things left at the scene, he and Sister Zhen had cleaned up everything. Even the bones and dregs of the "Sword Demon" and more than a dozen skeletons were picked up cleanly.

Even if someone restored the on-site fighting process, there would be big discrepancies, especially the fact that there are no traces of the use of physical skills at all.

"The murderer was very cunning. Not a single item was left at the scene, and it was damaged to a considerable extent. We have restored the general process of the fight, but it may affect our judgment.

After listening to his men's reconstruction of the two scenes, Zhou Cheng was certain that the murderer was definitely not He Bin's.

And there is a high chance that the murderer is a trial disciple from a certain lower sect.

Although people in the Nine Nether Demon Palace looked down upon the disciples from the Lower Sect, one or two ruthless people would emerge from the Lower Sect every few decades.

Just like that physical cultivator back then, more than a dozen elders of their Zhou family died in his hands.

The Zhou family used almost all their resources, but they only seriously injured the opponent and knocked him down. For this, the family paid a heavy price.

Although his future was completely ruined, everyone in the Zhou family could not sleep at night when they thought that he was still alive.

Unfortunately, this incident became too big and caused a storm in the city. More than a dozen sects were panicked. Finally, the old monster Yuanying in the sect came forward and the incident came to an end.

But the Zhou family also lost the opportunity for revenge, allowing the barbarian to die a happy death.

This incident is a thorn in the heart of all the Zhou family. After all these years, no one in the Zhou family dares to mention it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng sighed deeply.

"Ignore him for now, let Senior Brother Wu remember his aura, and settle the score with him after the trial is over. The most urgent task is to let the people below do their best to collect the identity jade tokens of the disciples of the next sect."

A few days later, Su Fan finally found a reference object and determined his approximate location.

The area he is currently in is the edge of the Black Mist Swamp.

There are many powerful monsters and demons hidden in the depths of the Black Mist Swamp, but Su Fan will not go inside anyway.

Moreover, there are mostly plains and hills nearby, and there are almost no good hiding places.

According to Master's jade slip, more than five hundred miles south of the Black Mist Swamp is the dark mountain range stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

There are many peaks there, with all kinds of strange caves and long canyons. He will definitely be able to find a suitable hiding place for him.

Su Fan decided to rush there, find a safe place, and then live quietly for a few months.

These days, the disciples of the lower sect were unlucky and fell into dire straits.

They had no idea that they had become the prey of the disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

In the first few days, no one was deliberately on guard.

As a result, in just a few days, nearly half of the thousands of trial disciples in the lower sect were gone.

Although those who survived by chance had already felt something was wrong, many people were still killed every day in the face of the crazy disciples of the upper sect.

The disciples of the upper sect were already bloodthirsty, and they set off a bloody storm in the Demon Abyss.

Even in order to compete for the identity jade cards of the disciples of the lower sect, the disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Palace also fought with swords and killed each other.

Su Fan hid during the day and went out at night these days, carefully moving south.

Along the way, the corpses of the disciples of the lower sect were everywhere, including many disciples of the Yinluo Sect.

Some bodies were even incomplete, and some corpses were obviously tortured before death.

Even though Su Fan was cold-hearted, he couldn't bear to watch.

The disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Palace were indeed too cruel.

Killing is killing, but torturing the victim before death and destroying the body of the dead is a bit too much.

In the past few days, whenever Su Fan encountered a lone disciple of the upper sect, he would kill him.

In a few days, more than a dozen disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Palace died at his hands.

In their storage rings or storage bags, there were several or even more than a dozen identity jade cards of lower sect disciples.

Each of these people deserved to die...