Chapter 202 Black-robed weirdo

After exploring around, Deng Xi found that there was no living person here.

There are 19 bodies in total, all of whom are hardworking in the mountains in simple clothes. Judging from the wound, most people died in one shot and died very simply. Only two old monks with crane hair and childlike face were injured after a period of fighting, but the fatal reason seemed to have been sucked to death by some strange skill.

There is no doubt that the deceased is a monk in Tianwu Mountain, and the appearance of practicing marrow skills is very obvious. But who killed them? Is it revenge? Or kill people to steal treasures?

Looking over the treasure, it was empty, and everyone's storage bags were also empty, as if there were signs of being robbed. But Deng Xi always feels a little strange. Why didn't these people come to grab it early and late, but came to grab it at this time?

He originally wanted to come to inquire about the news of the Tianwu Mountain monk avenging himself for killing Qing Chengzi, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing as soon as he came up.

If these people just want to avenge Qing Chengzi, they will save a lot of trouble. However, according to the news from Huang Xin and the two, the monks of Tianwu Mountain did not gather together, but scattered around, and the number was not only 120. Killed here, there should be more in other places.

So he continued to explore the mountain with doubts.

Hundreds of miles of Tianwu Mountains are not too big for him. However, after a while, a small fortress was found on a mountain beam again.

But what surprised him more was that the monks here were also killed cleanly. And the means of attack and killing are the same, and they are all drained of blood.

And on this day, he found four places where monks gathered in a row, and the situation was exactly the same.

"How could this happen?"

Dun Xi finally felt something was wrong. This is not a simple looting and killing, it is destroying the door! And what is the purpose of destroying a group of idle monks who have no strict gangs and do not occupy any spiritual treasures? Just for the treasure they carry with them? Or to absorb their blood and power?

Originally, for him, the Tianwushan monk was killed, which was at least not a bad thing for him and saved an unnecessary dispute and revenge. But vaguely, he felt that this matter seemed to be related to him. How could anything be so coincidental?

Just as he climbed over the last valley and found the last place where the monks gathered, he unexpectedly found that there was a living mouth.

A young disciple with mediocre cultivation, but the eighth level of cultivation of the airway, has not died for a while after being pierced through the chest. Seeing this, Deng Xi was happy and quickly forced the life-saving elixir into his abdomen, and then injected the true qi into his body.

Although the man was seriously injured, it was only physical trauma. Deng Xi's two-pronged move quickly saved his life. As soon as the young disciple woke up, he immediately began to curl up in horror, his eyes panicked, as if he was avoiding Deng Xi.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not the one who killed you. I'm just passing by here looking for someone. What's going on here?" Deng Xi slowed down his voice and whispered.

"Yes, it's Shengwu City, a person from Shengwu City!" The young monk also seemed to see that Deng Xi was not the murderer, so he gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

"Shengwu City?" Deng Xi's heart was suddenly shocked.

It would have been done by Shengwu City, which is simply incredible! Since the monk Tianwushan has known the cause of Qingchengzi's death, isn't it very beneficial for Shengwu City and Kunpeng to avenge himself? How could he come here to do this destruction at this critical moment?

"Will you admit your mistake? Why did the people of Shengwu City kill you? So he asked.

The man shook his head at this time: "Well, I don't know. They said that they were from Shengwu City. First, they discussed something with their master in the room, and then they quarreled. Later, they..." Speaking of this, he coughed violently without breathing.

"They did it, didn't they?" Deng Xining thought for a moment: "So who came from Shengwu City? Do you know?"

The man coughed for a long time before he gradually recovered and said, "I don't know them. I just know that there is a strange man in it, wrapped tightly and wearing a horrible mask, which makes people's hearts tremble at a glance. He can still absorb people's blood. My master, my master is..."

When he said the last sentence, his eyes turned red and he burst into tears.

Deng Xi felt nervous when he heard this. When he saw this method that could suck people's blood before, he felt that it was really fierce. It was hard to imagine that there would be such a person in Shengwu City. At this moment, hearing this person's appearance is even more strange and abnormal, which makes people shudder.

"What on earth does Xiang Kunpeng want to do?" Deng Xi muttered silently in the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that he could no longer ask anything, Deng Xi stood up and prepared to return to the Heavenly City. The strange things that happened here must be combined with Huang Shanyong and other well-informed old people.

And just as he appeased the little monk who had just lost all his relatives and was ready to turn over and fly, a strong and gloomy force suddenly surged over from behind.

"Who is it?" Deng Xi frowned in an instant, and immediately covered his whole body with a protective spirit. At the same time, he quickly turned around and stared at it.

Behind a snow-covered hill in front of him, a strange figure flashed out as the rolling aura surged out.

"It's him, that's him!" The young monk immediately shouted hoarsely.

Without his explanation, Deng Xi knew who the "he" meant.

Because of a pure black thick robe, the man was wrapped from head to toe, and on his face, the surface of a ferocious mask exuded a frightening terror. This breath is so strong that even Deng Xi has to work a little to resist the strange power in it.

And such a force, where the young monk could not resist, lost control for a moment, shouted and ran to the distance, leaving a long series of footprints in the snow.

"This man didn't leave! Is it possible to stay here to deal with yourself?" Deng Xi secretly said.

But immediately, he took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his surging heart. He remembered that he was an ordinary passer-by at this moment. Not to mention that he had never met the other party, even if he had met, the other party had no reason to recognize who he was. At this moment, it was mostly just a murderous intention.

Speaking of the fight to death, since the first life-and-death battle in Qiankun Hall, he has never been afraid of anyone.

"Who are you?" He said lightly.

"Who am I?" The man's voice was hoarse and spoke like a ghost, which made people feel uncomfortable: "Hey hey hey, it doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that I'm here to take your life."

Deng Xi opened his eyes and snorted, "Do you want to kill people?"

"Killing people?" The man seemed to hear something particularly funny: "Do you think I killed people? With your Deng Xi's high cultivation, is it just a mouth that needs to be destroyed?

As soon as he heard this, Deng Xiton felt a roar in his heart: "Can he recognize me? How is this possible? Who the hell is he?"

In an instant, he suddenly remembered what Xiang Hong said. Could it be that he could become someone else and had also spread to Shengwu City? Otherwise, the magic shadow possession of "Record of the Three Realms" can't even tell the true or falsehood of Yan Jun's soul.

The other party may have found it when he entered Tianwu Mountain just now and has been secretly observing before guessing his identity. After all, at this time, there are not many possibilities for the chemists who will inexplicably enter Tianwu Mountain except themselves.

Thinking of this, the surprise in his eyes flashed away, and then he sneered and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. Have we met before?"

"Don't admit it? Hey hey hey... Your bottom line has been revealed for a long time. Why do you need to pretend again? Don't you understand? Xiang Hong went to Tiancheng to report that he would lead you here, and I have been waiting for you for a long time. The strange man trembled with laughter and seemed to be extremely proud.

"Did you lead me here? Why?" Hearing this, Deng Xi knew that there was no need to install it anymore. Obviously, he fell into someone else's trap.

"Why? Kill you! Do you have any questions about this?" The man laughed wildly again.

At this moment, Deng Xi stared at his gloomy mask, but couldn't help shaking his head secretly: "Just to kill me? No, there must be something wrong with this. Deng Xi's thoughts were chaotic, and an extremely ominous foreboding also rose to his mind.

You need to know that according to Huang Shanyong and Xin Qi, with the strength of Shengwu City, if you really want to kill yourself forcibly, it is only a little difficult. It seems that there is no need to make so many twists and turns. On New Year's Eve, I specially found someone to run thousands of miles to send a letter, lead myself to Tianwu Mountain, and then kill so many uninable people, and finally attack and kill myself.

If the other party really does this, Xiang Kunpeng should quickly check whether his brain is burned out.

"Then the purpose of doing this must be related to the Heavenly City!"

Deng Xi still couldn't figure out what the other party's plan was for a moment, but he was very sure that he had nothing to do with Shengwu City and had no reason to fight against him. What the other party wanted was the control of Shangtiancheng and Gaoyangfeng. What the other party has to deal with can only be the city owner's mansion.

In his mind, he suddenly had a desire to fly back to Tiancheng immediately.

But at this time, the aura of the black-robed weirdo has been upgraded again. A stronger murderous atmosphere also emerged, covering half of the sky in an instant. For a moment, the clouds were thick, like the dark and terrible scene when the mountain rain was about to come.