As the sky became darker, the talisman beads hanging from the large tent illuminated the tent.

The Taoist cultivators in the tent looked at the headless corpse on the ground with serious expressions.

If it weren't for the different clothes and heights, there would be a kind of death that would be the former cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm of Xiaolei Temple.

This time the death was a Yuanye Realm monk sent by the Xiaoleizhou City family.

Just two hours a day apart, two monks were killed in succession, one of which was a Yuan Liquor Realm monk.

This is something that no one in the tent dares to imagine. The most terrifying thing is that this Yuan Liquor Realm monk did not send any rescue signal.

At that time, there were two warriors in the third stage of Qi Refining next to the Yuan Li Realm cultivator. The two warriors were also killed, but their heads were not taken away. Instead, their bodies were beaten to the point of breaking their stomachs and intestines, without any completeness.

After Yiluansi's identification, the two warriors were knocked like this by someone with fists.

The headless corpse of the Yuan Li Realm monk lying on the ground had four fist seals printed on it, which only had one more fist seal than the previous Yuan Realm monk.

The four fist marks were very dazzling, as if they were silently speaking, and a Yuanli realm monk could kill them with four fists.

"This is really ridiculous." A hunchbacked old man with white hair and wrinkles stared at the body and whispered.

"Old Shu, have you discovered something?" The Taoist Buxiao asked respectfully.

Zhou Fan looked around. He didn't know the old man before, but he knew that he was from Xiaolei Academy. However, the old man spoke. He remembered that he had heard the vicissitudes of life in the library of Xiaolei Academy and understood that the old man should have been in charge of the library.

As for his strength, Zhou Fan doesn't know.

Shu Lao shook his head and said, "I can't see anything. The fist mark is very ordinary, it is hammered by a huge force. It is exactly the same size as the fist mark on the monk's body before. What I wonder is why two monks can't even send out rescue signals."

Shu Lao looked at the douxiao Taoist and asked, "Can you kill them by making them unable to do anything?"

The Taoist Buxiao was silent for a moment and said, "I may be able to do that Yuan Realm Cultivator, but I cannot do this Yuan Liquid Cultivator."

"Amitabha, I cannot achieve this level when facing a monk in the Yuanli realm. Even if I use the binding technique to attack, it will be half and half of the success rate." Huikong also replied.

The two golden cultivators, Buxiao and Huikong, said this, which made many Taoist cultivators in the tent show fear on their faces.

Is that the murderer a golden monk?

If so, when the murderer finds them, even if he is lucky enough to send a rescue signal, how many people can escape from the hands of the golden monk?

Zhou Fan could feel the fear in the crowd, and he frowned slightly without saying a word.

"We must find a way out. We are here to help, not to die!" A Taoist cultivator from a noble family said in a deep voice.

Now two monks died one after another for no reason. No wonder this Taoist cultivator said so.

The Taoist and Huikong both looked at each other, and their faces also showed worries.

They are in a dilemma now. Under the heavy responsibility of driving away the popular brain demon, such a difficult thing happened, and they could not even see the shadow of the murderer.

"You can all talk about what you want to do?" The Taoist Buxiao thought for a while and asked.

"Master, why not let us try our best to act in a group of two people. As long as we let the monks in charge of the adjacent areas gather together, we will not delay the rescue of the golden signal to the warrior team too much." Yuan Ei said.

"This method is very good. In this way, I think the murderer dares to show up?" The Taoist cultivator from the aristocratic family responded.

Zhou Fan's face darkened. Didn't this delay his killing of the brain demon? When he was about to say something, someone spoke first.

"I just want to act alone." The person who spoke was Mrs. Eating Cat.

The whole audience was quiet.

"It's too dangerous to act alone now." The Taoist Buxiao twitched and said with his eyes.

"I'm not afraid." Mrs. Eat Cat said coldly.

Everyone looked at each other. Many of them did not recognize the cat-eating lady who had a quirky personality, and did not understand where the woman had the courage to say such things.

"If you want to act alone, it's OK." The Taoist Buxiao hesitated for a moment and said no longer forcibly.

"I also want to act alone." Zhou Fan also took the opportunity to say.

"Why are you?" The Taoist Buxiao shook his face.

The Taoist Bu Xiao understood why Mrs. Eat Cat-Eating has to act alone. He vaguely knew that Mrs. Eat Cat-Eating is powerful, but in his opinion, Zhou Fan entered the Taoist realm for only a short period of time, and it would be too bold to act alone.

"I'm busy hunting brain demons and collecting brain pills, and I don't want to be with others." Zhou Fan explained.

"Mr. Zhou, it's too risky for you to do this." Chen Yushi hurriedly persuaded.

"Actually, I'm not afraid of the murderer in the dark." Zhou Fan still insisted on acting alone.

Zhou Fan was telling the truth. Not to mention that the murderer was in the Golden Body Realm, even if he was in the Talisman Realm, he was not afraid.

"Amitabha, I feel that it is better to act alone than to act alone, and act together if you want to get together." Huikong said slowly.

They are all experienced Taoist cultivators, and they can't barely do this. However, if something really happens, they can only bear it with all their strength and cannot blame anyone.

Suddenly, everyone in the tent was discussing with the monks in their neighboring areas, but only Zhou Fan, Mrs. Cheesecao, and Huikong, who insisted on acting alone.

The Taoist Buxiao was not afraid of the murderer, but they had twenty-one people. Now three of them insisted on acting alone. If he acted alone, one person would inevitably be alone, so he formed a team with another Yuan Liquor Realm monk.

Zhou Fan was a little surprised. He had originally guessed that Shu Lao would act alone, but he didn't expect that Shu Lao would be in a group with a monk from Xiaolei Temple.

"You kid are still too young." Old Shu noticed Zhou Fan's eyes, and he smiled slightly and said, "I advise you to form a team with others. There are people and things in this world that are far beyond your imagination. The monks seem to be very powerful, but they are actually very fragile. Nothing is more important than your own life."

"Thank you, Mr. Shu, reminded me." Zhou Fan hurriedly replied politely.

But Zhou Fan was still not ready to team up with others. If nothing happened, he would certainly be willing to team up with others. This would be safer and more secure, but he felt that he could not do it by letting go of the crazily hunting the brain demon.

This is the benefit of 100,000 big gray worms a day. For this benefit, he is willing to take such risks, of course because he has enough confidence in his strength.
Chapter completed!