"More than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators died in less than half a day?" Ghost Old Man narrowed his eyes, a trace of deep thought flashed across his eyes: "Have the bodies been brought back?"
"They have been brought back and placed outside. They have been arranged outside according to the time they were found." A demon cultivator said with a serious face. In less than half a day, more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators died, almost half of the people they sent out were killed.
Moreover, among the more than 300 people, the strongest was only at the peak of the Golden Core stage. Yet, he managed to quietly and without alarming anyone solve the problem of more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators. How could they not be shocked
Could it be that there was someone powerful lurking among the more than 300 people? But if there really was such a person, he shouldn't have been captured by them. So what was the reason
The ghost old man inside came out, looked at the dozen or so corpses lined up in front of the house, glanced at them with sharp and vicious eyes, and started checking from the first corpse.
"A fatal blow to the chest, a small hole, it's not from a sword or a hidden weapon, judging by the hole, it should be a branch, and a blunt branch that is not sharpened at all." Ghost Old said as he inspected, "Nascent Soul cultivators have strong defenses, and the one who could pierce his chest with a blunt branch and kill him in one blow, this person is not simple."
"Could there be some powerful person lurking among those 378 people?" a demon cultivator nearby couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, the ghost old man glanced at him and sneered: "Do you think I'm blind? If those 300 people really have such skills, how could I not see it?"
After hearing what he said, the demon cultivator couldn't help but lower his eyes and dared not speak again, for fear that the old ghost general would vent his anger on him.
Gui Lao looked at the second one again, and saw that he had been stabbed in the throat, and there was no sign of fighting on his body. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, and looked at the next one again, and saw that all of them were killed in one blow, and it was not a sneak attack. Therefore, he could conclude that this person's strength was definitely at the level of a flying fairy.
Only a Feixian-level cultivator could kill a Yuanying cultivator with one move. Moreover, he did not think that there was such a person hidden among the 378 people. On the contrary, someone must have sneaked into their territory.
"Send a few immortal monks to the forest to check. Someone must have sneaked in. I want to see who this person is and how dare he sneak into the territory of our Dark Night Temple!"
"Yes!" A demon cultivator responded and left quickly.
The ghost walked back and forth with his hands behind his back. At the end, he gave another instruction: "Send another group of people in and tell them to form a team of two. Just take appropriate actions against those hidden players, but don't kill them, lest there are only a few left. Also tell them to pay more attention and see if there are any suspicious people."
"Yes." Another demon cultivator responded and also flashed away.
"You go too, go in and play with those people." The old ghost glanced at the seductive woman in revealing clothes behind him.
"Since you are willing to let me go, then let me go!" The woman stepped forward and leaned gently into Gui Lao's arms. She stroked her hands across his chest, then covered her red lips lightly, smiled tenderly, and twisted her slender waist to go towards the dense forest.