At this time, using a magic weapon like the flying shuttle that is not contaminated with any demonic energy is clearly provocative. Yang Chen found a place, quickly closed the shuttle, and then asked Gong Sunling to find a black veil to cover his face, and then the two of them continued on their way like ordinary monks.
At the beginning, the monks from the Demon Sect that they encountered occasionally did not talk to each other. Instead, they kept a distance and guarded carefully.
In the eyes of the magic cultivators, there is very little trust, and everyone respects their strength.
If the magic cultivators encountered on the road were not born enemies, they would do it when they came up, and those who did not know seldom became friends. It's habit, not indifference.
However, Yang Chen was clearly aware that the other party seemed to have a very obvious hostility towards the two of them. This made Yang Chen puzzled.
Even a demon cultivator couldn't say that strangers would fight and kill when they met. There must be some reason for this. It's just that Yang Chen didn't figure it out for a while, but the other party carefully kept a distance and didn't get close.
After walking forward for two more days, Yang Chen's strange situation happened. The few magic cultivators I met before have actually been on the same road as me, and have not even changed their direction slightly, and have always maintained a similar distance.
There seems to be the same relationship between several demon cultivators, and they are all on guard against each other. These magic repairs are not very high, the highest one is only in the middle stage of Jindan, and the other three are the peaks of foundation building.
All the way forward, it seems that there are more people in this direction, but the atmosphere becomes more and more strange. Yang Chen didn't want to do too much, he thought it was just a way to go, he didn't take the initiative, he just followed the flow of people and walked in the direction of Geng Jin Zhen Yuan.
There are already hundreds of people gathered in this direction, and the situation is already very wrong. At this time, if Yang Chen wanted to catch someone and figure out what happened, he would have to alert the surrounding demon cultivators together. With Gongsun Ling by his side, Yang Chen didn't want to cause more trouble. I can only look forward to reaching my destination, and then I separate from these people and work on their own.
However, if Yang Chen didn't cause trouble, he might not be tolerated by others. When everyone around was alone, the team of Yang Chen and Gongsun Ling was very eye-catching among the large crowd.
"Yang Chen, the surrounding atmosphere is not right!" Gong Sunling was also on guard, and suddenly reminded in a low voice.
Of course, Yang Chen also noticed the abnormality around him, nodded slightly, and said nothing more. There is also a lot of tacit understanding between the two. There is no need to communicate too much about many things, and they naturally know how to do it.
An invisible aura spread from nowhere, but Yang Chen found the clue right away.
"Someone used poison." When a certain breath of air caught Yang Chen's mouth, Yang Chen keenly discovered this. Gongsun Ling, who was next to her, was slightly startled and held her breath calmly.
"It's not necessary, a very subtle poisonous gas will make people unconsciously lose their strength." Without a small tip, the surrounding poisonous gas was swept away.
Of Yang Chen's words, Gongsun Ling certainly believed that, if she let go of her courage to breathe, she would behave like a normal person. His eyes were swirling around, trying to find out who was doing it.
The calm situation did not last long, and soon someone found out that someone was poisoning, and suddenly panicked: "Who attacked?"
In the blink of an eye, the brief peaceful situation that had been barely maintained was instantly shattered. Dozens of magic weapons flew into the air, and they attacked frantically, regardless of friend or foe.
Yang Chen and Gongsun Ling, who had been at the end of the team, became riotous, and Gongsunling immediately became alert. A protective formation flag was directly beside him, completely protecting the two of them.
There were screams in front of them, and there were a few guys with obviously low cultivation bases, and they were also involved in that silent poisonous gas plot. At this moment, they were simply meat on the chopping board, and they were slaughtered by others. The team of 100 people was reduced by half in an instant.
Perhaps it was Yang Chen and Gongsun Ling, the two masters of the Golden Core Stage, which made people a little dreadful. Those magic weapon attacks did not fall on their heads in the first round.
It seems that all the hands-on people have a common thought, pick the soft persimmon first. The first ones to die were those with low cultivation bases and those who were in the foundation-building stage. Except for the one who seemed to have a Jindan stage, all of them died of misfortune.
There are about thirty or forty people left, and almost all of them are Jindan cultivators. Everyone is in control of their own magic weapon, and looks around, as if they are looking for a good opportunity to do it.
Yang Chen and Gong Sunling didn't even know why these people suddenly moved their hands. However, since he started, Yang Chen would never be afraid. With one hand, the blood demon vine flying sword appeared in his hand.
On the Demon Sect's site, the Blood Demon Vine Flying Sword is more suitable for use. The blood demon vine's powerful effect of absorbing flesh and blood is very much in line with the style of some guys in the Demon Sect.
Yang Chen had already discovered that there was an ambush in front of him, but there was no attack, just waiting for the other party to show up. Now it seems that those guys have plans to kill them all.
Jie Jie Jie Jie, a sudden burst of unpleasant laughter came from the front, which shocked people. Yang Chen and Gongsun Ling were okay, but there were already a few Jindan stage guys around, and they began to tremble with laughter.
The voices were getting louder, and more and more people seemed to be trembling. Finally someone realized something was wrong and screamed: "What kind of poison is this?"
"poisonous?"
"When did you get poisoned?"
…
A series of panicked voices sounded, and at least half of the remaining people became headless flies, scurrying around.
Huhuhu, in the darkness ahead, three shadows jumped out one after another, rushing towards the person.
As soon as the three black shadows approached, everyone could clearly see the appearance of the shadows, but they were three monsters that could not be named. At this moment, this monster seemed to be someone else's pet, rushing to the side of the person, but did not step forward, just grabbed a corpse, pulled it aside, right in front of everyone, and began to frantically gnaw.
Kala Kala, the sound of teeth clenching, brought a strange oppression to everyone present in the "evil text and no words". Every time they ate a few mouthfuls, the three monsters raised their heads to look at the crowd, and then continued to lower their heads to eat, ignoring the eyes of the people present.