Not far away, Lu Yangrong suddenly stopped.
Two people were lying on the street not far ahead, motionless and their faces could not be seen.
One person is holding a gong in his hand, and the other person is holding a bangle. Judging from his identity, he should be the watchman of Linfeng City.
It's not really night yet, so why would the watchman show up
What's going on lying here
"Hey, those two watchmen in front of you, are you alive or dead?" Lu Yangrong held the flying sword in his hand and did not step forward rashly. He just stood there and shouted.
Guan Jin sneered from the side and said: "What can an ancient city of mortals have that deserves such caution?"
Although he said this, Guan Jin held an amulet in his palm, stepped forward, and turned one of them over.
"ah!"
Guan Jin exclaimed and took a few steps back.
Su Zimo and others could see clearly from behind that this man was already dead.
Everyone has seen dead people.
But this is the first time I have seen such a strange and terrifying death!
This watchman's cheeks were withered and his skin was wrinkled together, as if all the flesh and blood essence from his body had been lost. His gray eyes were staring with confusion.
This person probably didn't know the cause of his death until his death.
Guan Jin took a deep breath, stretched out his legs and turned the other person over. The death state was almost the same as the former one.
This feeling was as if two people were walking on the road to catch up, and suddenly met with bad luck. They were found dead on the spot, and they didn't even have a chance to react!
Su Zimo squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, then suddenly walked to the shop on the side, kicked the door panel open, and walked around inside.
Everyone inside is dead.
Regardless of men, women, old or young, most of them died in their sleep, and their death conditions were exactly the same as the watchmen outside!
When Su Zimo returned to the long street, Leng Rou and others had just walked out of other houses, with solemn expressions and lingering fears.
"They're all dead!"
The little fat man swallowed.
Although the five people present were all cultivators, including four foundation-building monks, the scene in front of them had never been experienced before.
And if a few people's predictions are correct, everyone in this ancient city may be in danger!
Su Zimo quickly sketched a picture in his mind.
Last night, Linfeng City was still as quiet and peaceful as before. Almost everyone in the ancient city was asleep. The watchman was walking on the road, but misfortune suddenly struck!
No one was spared!
Most died in their sleep.
There are at least hundreds of thousands of people in this entire city!
Just overnight, they all died!
Lu Yangrong said solemnly: "It must be someone from the Demon Sect who did it!"
"Well, the people in the Demon Sect are cruel and ruthless, and they will use any means. This way of death is obviously not caused by the righteous method." Guan Jin also nodded.
Su Zimo suddenly asked: "What did the disciples of the sect who discovered the spiritual mine here say in the letter?"
The little fat man said: "It's nothing. It means that a spiritual mine was discovered in the southern suburbs of Linfeng City and is being mined. It will be mined in about two days. This junior brother said that some cultivators were found near the spiritual mine and he was worried that someone would take risks. , and asked the sect to send several foundation-building monks to support us."
After finishing speaking, the little fat man suddenly reacted, stared at his little eyes, and asked: "Brother, you don't want to say that the murderer of this ancient city tragedy wants to rob our sect's spiritual mine, right?"
"Probably."
Su Zimo nodded: "This happened just after a spiritual mine was discovered near Linfeng City. It's too much of a coincidence."
"What should we do? Should we go to the Spirit Mine?" the little fat man asked.
Su Zimo muttered: "First send a message to the sect to tell us that the situation has changed. You guys have consumed a lot of spiritual energy during this journey. It is best to recover first before going to the spiritual mine to find out... "
"Junior Brother Su is too weak. If you are afraid, don't follow him."
Before Su Zimo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Yangrong's sneer.
Guan Jin also looked sideways at Su Zimo, his eyes full of ridicule, and said leisurely: "Junior Brother Su, since you are so worried, why not go back quickly? I have long advised you not to follow, haha."
Su Zimo frowned.
Leng Rou suddenly said: "I agree with Junior Brother Su's suggestion."
As he spoke, he took out a paper crane from the storage bag, used his spiritual energy to write a few lines on it, released the paper crane, and flew into the sky in the blink of an eye, disappearing.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yangrong comforted him: "Junior sister Leng, don't worry. Within the realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is no cultivator who dares to touch our Piao Miao Peak's spiritual mine without opening his eyes."
"good!"
Guan Jin was very calm and analyzed: "This is just a low-grade spiritual mine. It is almost full of low-grade spiritual stones. It is not very attractive to foundation-building monks. Even if someone has this idea, they are just some Qi practitioners. It is not enough." For fear."
The spiritual energy in low-grade spiritual stones has no obvious effect on improving the realm of foundation-building monks.
If a foundation-building monk wants to improve his cultivation, he needs middle-grade spiritual stones.
When you reach the realm of Jindan Zhenren, you need high-grade spiritual stones, or even top-grade spiritual stones.
In fact, what these two people said was quite reasonable, but Su Zimo always felt that this matter was not simple.
"Let's go directly to the spiritual mine location and have a look, then you will understand everything!"
Lu Yangrong waved his hand, took out his flying sword, and went ahead.
Guan Jin followed closely, and Xiaohe chased after Su Zimo and Linghu.
Not long after, the five people arrived at the spiritual mine location.
Arriving at the entrance of the deep and dark spiritual mine, Lu Yangrong paused for a moment, turned around and said, "Junior Brother Guan and I are walking in the front, Junior Brother Su is the weakest, standing in the middle, Junior Sister Leng and Little Fatty are behind."
No one had any objection to this arrangement.
The entrance to the cave was narrow, and neither Xiaohe nor Linghu could enter, so they had to guard the door.
Su Zimo could see that although Lu Yangrong had acted indifferently before, he had become cautious now.
Lu Yangrong took out the flying sword and hung it on his chest. There were two spiritual patterns flashing on it, but it was a middle-grade flying sword.
The five people walked towards the depths of the spiritual mine.
Not far away, a strange sound suddenly came from the front, as if a large group of things were flying over, and a faint flash of red light could be seen.
Lu Yangrong took a closer look and saw a group of dark crows, but their eyes glowed strangely red.
"Kneel down and let them pass!"
Lu Yangrong lowered his body, and everyone behind him also squatted down.
A group of blood-eyed crows flew past the heads of the five people without stopping.
Lu Yangrong breathed a sigh of relief, shrugged, and pretended to look back with a relaxed smile: "In places like the Spirit Mine, these flat-haired beasts are often found. It's normal. If you ignore them, it's a waste of spiritual energy."
At this moment, a warning sign flashed in Su Zimo's heart and he shouted: "Be careful!"
Uh-huh!
A ray of sword light flashed past, approaching at an extremely fast speed.
At this time, the blood-eyed crow had just flown by, and it was when everyone was most relaxed. When Lu Yangrong heard Su Zimo's warning, it was too late.