At night, a courtyard in the south corner of Langya City is brightly lit. In the starry night, it is like a diamond dotted on the earth.
The breeze blew, and the courtyard was quiet. Except for this courtyard, the lights all around seemed dim. Many people died in Langya County during this underworld disaster, and the lights at night were far less bright than before.
For some people, this provides a huge bargain.
"Squeak!"
The door opened, and a middle-aged man with piercing eyes opened the door and walked in from the courtyard outside. The room was quiet, with seven or eight men in black robes sitting cross-legged in the lobby. Under them was a huge dyed paper.
Black sheepskin mat.
Under the blackened sheepskin mat, there was a faint stream of blood seeping out, spreading into the air, and there was a strong smell of blood. Looking carefully, following the source of the blood, you could see more than a dozen corpses lying next door.
in the room.
Among these corpses were wealthy businessmen, maids, wet nurses, and old servants... all of them lay scattered and motionless.
To these, the seven or eight men in black robes turned a blind eye, each with a cold expression, sitting cross-legged on the black-dyed sheepskin mat, like wood carvings and clay sculptures.
The middle-aged man walked in, glanced at the dozens of corpses piled next door, and frowned slightly. However, he didn't say much, flicked his robe, and immediately sat down at the south end of the vacant mat.
"How's it going? It's been so long. Have you found out the news? The Skeleton Ghost King was very powerful, but he was killed just like that. Even the Netherworld formation it guarded was broken. It's impossible for such a big thing to happen.
The news can’t even get out?”
The middle-aged man glanced at the people sitting in black and said solemnly.
The evil lineage has strict disciplines and severe punishments, which are far more severe than outsiders imagine. This time, the operation above was greatly disrupted. The Skeleton Ghost King was killed and the Netherworld Formation was broken. The entire operation almost failed, but it was discovered that
Without any news, he was under tremendous pressure.
He has been asked several times by the above. If he does not find out the reason, he may face severe punishment from the organization. This makes him walk heavily every time he steps here, as if there are two mountains on his shoulders.
This is the first time I have encountered this kind of difficult-to-solve problem in the organization for so long.
"Captain, this matter is really strange. Our people have searched the inside and outside of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge more than ten times. We have not found the Skeleton Ghost King at all. Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge is its lair, and what happened this time is...
It's over. There's no reason for it not to go back there. From this point on, he's probably really dead."
To the left, a general-level man in black robes stood up straight and said, his face expressionless, but his voice revealed deep doubts:
"The most strange thing is that our people have been exploring there for a long time. Those sect disciples actually think that the Skeleton Ghost King is still alive. They still don't dare to go near there."
"Is it possible that they deliberately concealed the information? Or that their elders deliberately misled us?"
The middle-aged man said immediately.
"Impossible. Our people deliberately approached them after disguising themselves. They are still talking about it and are very afraid. It doesn't seem like they are lying. As for those elders..., in the usual style of the elders of the Iron Crown Sect, they have done such a big thing.
, there is no reason to hide it, it must be announced as soon as possible in order to obtain rewards from the court. This is not in line with their style."
The man in black robe said. He is still confused about this matter.
"Gui Jia, what about you?"
The middle-aged man looked to his right to see a man in black robe with an aura as deep as the abyss. This man in black robe had a complexion as iron as if he were welded to the floor. He felt extremely dangerous.
"There is no news. Our people have lit up soul-summoning lanterns in all possible places of the Netherworld Array. But there is no response at all. The Skeleton Ghost King must be dead. We can't even confirm that he has reached the underworld.
"
Ghost Armor said in a deep voice.
The middle-aged man's heart sank slightly. He knew the ability of Ghost Armor. If he said this, it meant that there was no news at all in the underworld. It would be the same for other people.
"what about you?"
The middle-aged man's eyes scanned the other people in the room.
"No, there is no news at all."
"Now everyone is talking about the space-time vortex in Pingchuan City, but no one has noticed that the first underworld creatures actually came from Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge in the north."
"We have checked many places in the past few months. We have also contacted spies from other sects. No one is talking about the Skeleton Ghost King at all."
"I have no news here either. There is no news about the Skeleton Ghost King. It seems to have evaporated."
“We have encountered many situations, but this kind of situation has never happened before.
…
Everyone shook their heads. This situation was something they had never expected before setting off. But it was true that no news could be found.
The Skeleton Ghost King seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. If he hadn't known about it, it was unlikely that the Skeleton Ghost King would have betrayed him. Many people even speculated that the Skeleton Ghost King had absconded out of fear of crime.
The middle-aged man looked at the seven or eight men in black robes around him, and upon hearing their replies, his expression became worse and worse.
"absurd!"
The middle-aged man's face turned livid: "So you want to tell me now that the Skeleton Ghost King evaporated out of thin air?"
Thinking of the possible consequences after reporting this result, the middle-aged man's face became even more ugly.
"Sir, this thing is really weird. When the Netherworld Magic Formation was at its peak, it was suddenly interrupted. In addition, with the strength of the Skeleton Ghost King, ordinary people are no match for him. Is it possible that a great martial arts master at the eighth level of martial arts suddenly appeared?
, take action and kill him."
A man in black robe suddenly said.
"Are you doubting the capabilities of the higher-ups now?"
The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face. If it weren't for the special circumstances, the tight pressure from above, and the time when these guys were needed, he would really want to kill them all.
"I don't dare." The man in black robe quickly lowered his head.
"What kind of place is Langya County? How can there be so many great martial arts sects? Even the generals of the imperial court's floating fleet are just a few seventh-level martial arts sects. They don't have the cultivation of the great martial arts sects at all. As long as we don't attack the imperial court's floating fleet, there will be no
It won’t alarm those great martial arts sects.”
"Since it was said above that there is no Great Wuzong, there will never be one."
Middle-aged humanity.
"But the Skeleton Ghost King has evil spirit relics, and his strongest state is close to that of the Great Wuzong. If it's not the Great Wuzong, then who can possibly kill him?"
Another man in black robe said doubtfully.
In one sentence, everyone's eyes turned to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man remained silent. In fact, this was also the doubt in his heart, but it was hard to say much in front of his subordinates.
"Don't be too sure about this matter. Although the Skeleton Ghost King has evil spirit relics, we don't rule out that others also have equally powerful treasures. Or it may be the siege of Xian Duoduo."
"Our mission this time is to investigate who killed it, or -"
The firelight flickered, and a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, "Did someone betray us?"
The middle-aged man remembered what he had been told when he came this time. There were five Evil Holy Spirit Talismans in the Netherworld Array. All five Evil Holy Spirit Talisman were taken away.
Yes, it was taken away by someone! This is certain.
If they were not evil people, it would be impossible for others to deduct the five evil holy spirit talismans from the Netherworld magic circle so easily. The cause of death of the Skeleton Ghost King must be investigated, but it is more important to find other forces or internal traitors.
The room was quiet. When it came to such a sensitive issue, everyone was silent. In any case, this was not an answer.
"call!"
A wisp of breeze poured into the room through the gap in the door, blowing coolness on the face. While everyone was meditating, bang! The door opened, and a figure suddenly stepped in through the chaotic air flow.
"who!"
In the room, everyone was shocked and jumped up. Everyone pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords, as if they were ready to unsheath their swords at any moment. The air was filled with flashes of swords and shadows, and there was a hint of murderous intent.
"Hehehe~"
At the gate, a young man who looked no more than twenty years old laughed when he saw this scene. His expression was calm, and the smile on his face made it unclear whether he was an enemy or a friend.
"Why, do you want to take action when you see one of your own?"
Yang Ji looked at the room full of men in black and laughed. An imperceptible sarcastic look flashed deep in his pupils. From dawn to dusk, after making several detours, he finally found the lair of these people.
"Who is your friend?"
The middle-aged man said in a cold voice, "Where are you from and why do you appear here?"
If they had followed their past style, they wouldn't have talked so much nonsense and would have killed him long ago. But this young man and the old god were there, and he was confident, and he also exuded a faint aura of evil, which seemed strong and weak, which made people temporarily confused.
Not sure how deep it is.
Suddenly, his eyes passed over Yang Ji's face. The middle-aged man suddenly remembered something. His expression suddenly changed. He pointed at Yang Ji and exclaimed: "It's you! You actually followed me here!"
A strong murderous intention arose in his heart, and the middle-aged man finally remembered that this young man was the young man he saw walking out of the general's mansion during the day.
"Hurry up and kill him!"
The middle-aged man said anxiously.
"No hurries?"
Yang Ji glanced at everyone, and blocked the middle-aged man's next words with one sentence. He glanced at everyone, with a half-smile on his face, "I have already told you, my own people. Since you are allowed to disguise your identity,
Am I not allowed to disguise my identity?"
"Disguising your identity, are you pretending to be a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect? And also pretending to be the top leader of Wu Xiucai?"
The middle-aged man said coldly.
"Why not?"
Yang Ji's eyes were like lightning, he swept over, stared at the middle-aged man, and said with a smile, "This is the only real disguise, isn't it?"
That kind of strong self-confidence and aura actually calmed the people around him. The middle-aged people, including a group of men in black robes, were all surprised and uncertain.
Everyone almost instinctively felt that Yang Ji was not one of them. But if he was not one of them, how could such an old god be there and feel confident? And Yang Ji's attitude continued to deepen everyone's suspicion.
——If you were not one of your own, how could you know they were here? How could you appear in front of them so arrogantly?
"...And, since when have you ever seen an upright disciple practicing evil Kung Fu?"
Yang Ji seemed to know what everyone was thinking, so he added one last sentence.
This sentence seemed to have an effect. The middle-aged man's expression was slightly relaxed, but he still did not relax his vigilance. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!