According to Jiang Yu's speculation, the cultivator who killed someone must have been unable to leave a certain area on the top of the mountain for some reason.
"Could it be because of enchantment restrictions?"
Jiang Yu murmured, if there is an enchantment on the top of the mountain, then there must be spiritual fluctuations.
"Or, the enchantment is too strong, and I can't perceive it with my current soul power?"
If this is the case, Jiang Yu's current cultivation level may not be able to handle it.
But no matter what, Jiang Yu decided to find his position first.
He walked to a cliff, covered by clouds and fog below, the cliff is not deep, but it gives people a gloomy feeling.
All of a sudden, he felt a strong wave of aura, and immediately became vigilant.
"Is it here?"
So quietly spread out the soul power, stretching in all directions.
There was a banter coming from the bamboo forest on the side.
"It's finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Jiang Yu turned around abruptly and saw several familiar figures.
It is said that they are familiar, but in fact it is just a meeting, but Jiang Yu remembers their appearance.
The three of them are all from Qianzun Island, and they arrived in Linzhou City with Miao Anhai a few days ago.
These few people are not weak, and they all have the strength of Lingtai mirror.
Jiang Yu frowned slightly, and said to himself: "Were they the ones who were peeping at the high-speed rail station before?"
But he didn't think it was right. Although these people all had the strength of Lingtai mirror, their soul power was not stronger than his.
Those who come here are not kind and those who do not come here, these people followed from Linzhou City to Nanzhuling, they must have no good intentions.
Jiang Yu did not suspect them of the Nanzhuling disappearance case, because according to the information, the disappearance case started seven days ago, when these people were still on Qianzun Island.
Besides, Qianzun Island has rich heritage and countless secret methods, so they don't need to practice magic.
Jiang Yu still clasped his fists very politely and said: "It turned out to be friends from Qianzun Island. I didn't expect to meet you here."
These three people are about the same age, all in their thirties, and they are all about the same height and figure.
Jiang Yu recognized their faces, but he didn't know their names.
The cultivator standing in the middle joked and said, "There are so many things you didn't expect."
Jiang Yu already had guesses in his mind, but he still asked: "Could it be that the three fellow Taoists are here to help me investigate the disappearance case?"
The man's smile became more and more sarcastic: "Help you? You are so naive."
The cultivator standing on the left said: "We won't play tricks on you anymore. We are here to take your dog's life under the order of Elder Miao. As for the reason, I think you should know better than us."
After the voice fell, three powerful pressures instantly enveloped Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu's face instantly turned cold.
The reason is very simple, because he has a grudge against Miao Wei.
Because Jiang Yu was a member of the Zhenxie Division, Miao Anhai was too embarrassed to take revenge openly, so he took this opportunity and sent someone to Nanzhuling to assassinate him.
However, Miao Anhai underestimated him too much.
The three people in front of me, the cultivator with the Chinese character face on the left, have the cultivation base of the fourth level of Lingtai.
In the middle is a cultivator with a mustache, who has cultivated at the sixth level of Lingtai.
The cultivator with a long face on the right has a cultivation base of the fifth level of Lingtai.
?With their strength and their cooperation with each other, there is a slight chance of winning the seventh level of the Lingtai, not to mention the second level of the Lingtai.
So when Miao Anhai sent them here, they all felt that Elder Miao was making a fuss out of a molehill.
They all thought that they alone were enough to kill Jiang Yu easily.
But they dare not disobey the elder's order.
So from the high-speed rail station, I followed to Nanzhuling.
They didn't dare to do anything on the way, because they didn't know how many people Zhenxie Division had sent, so they came to Nanzhu Ridge first to familiarize themselves with the terrain.
Today, they dared to show up ostentatiously after confirming that Jiang Yu was the only member of the Zhenxie Division in Nanzhuling.
Jiang Yu secretly calculated that the one with the highest cultivation level on the other side was the moustache cultivator in the middle, who was at the sixth level of the Lingtai. If their soul power and cultivation level matched, then none of the three of them would be his all-in-one enemy.
But with Fei Wei's reminder, Jiang Yu didn't dare to use the soul killing technique rashly.
If that mustache is also superior, and his soul power is comparable to him, then Jiang Yu is digging his own grave if he rashly uses the soul killing technique.
Of course, Jiang Yu actually didn't think he could have the soul power of the Ninth Layer of Lingtai.
& nbsp; But be careful sailing for ten thousand years, Jiang Yu stepped back a few steps under the pressure of the three forces.
It looks like it is oppressed by soul power.
Sure enough, the opponent underestimated the enemy.
The long-faced cultivator smiled disdainfully: "The cultivation base of the second level of Lingtai is really vulnerable, Junior Brother Cheng, this opportunity to make meritorious service is given to you, and the battle will be resolved in three minutes. After finally coming out, you will have to eat and drink spicy food , After staying in this broken mountain for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over."
The mustache in the middle remained silent, as if acquiescing.
The man with the Chinese character face took a step proudly, and a thousand statues appeared behind him.
"It won't take three minutes, and within one minute, I want him to be decapitated."
After the voice fell, he took steps at the same time as Faxiang, and there were bursts of roaring sounds from the top of the mountain.
The majestic spiritual energy hit Jiang Yu's body like a torrent.
Jiang Yu fought with the cultivators of the fourth level of Lingtai, and they were basically evenly divided without the help of soul skills and treasures.
He was thinking, thinking about how to deal with the enemy.
He can use the soul killing technique, or he can use the sky-shooting bow.
With his current cultivation base, he can barely open the bow three times.
However, the sky-shooting bow must be combined with Tianshui arrows to exert its ultimate power, and the number of Tianshui arrows is limited. Such a treasure, he does not want to waste it on these people.
He has seen Fei Wei use the sky-shooting bow, and with the power of Tianshui arrows, it is no problem even if he shoots and kills the masters of the soul realm.
These two treasures will be a kind of trump card for him after he enters the realm of spirit and soul, so he intends to keep them.
"That's the soul killing technique."
After Jiang Yu made a decision, he mobilized the supreme soul, and a faint orange light lit up from between his brows. The next moment, the unparalleled soul power pierced through the air, rushing into the sea of ??consciousness of the cultivator with the square face without hindrance.
Behind him, Fa Xiang had already raised his palm high, intending to smash Jiang Yu into a pulp with one palm, but at this moment he suddenly froze in place.
The long-faced cultivator at the back frowned, and said displeasedly: "What is Junior Brother Cheng doing, why did you stop suddenly?"
The mustache cultivator stroked his beard, frowned slightly, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
"Go and help him!"
Mustache suddenly spoke, and the long-faced cultivator said in surprise: "No, brother, it's just dealing with a small character at the second level of the Lingtai."
As soon as the words fell, the tall thousand statues suddenly collapsed, and the practitioner of the Chinese character face fell to the ground without warning.
The hearts of those with a mustache and a long face jumped suddenly, because they could no longer feel the breath of Junior Brother Cheng's life.
"Dead, dead?"
The long-faced cultivator was so horrified that his spine felt a chill, and a sense of fear emerged spontaneously. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com