"Brother Zhang, have you ever felt the breath of the scene with your spiritual consciousness?"

Xu Zhi asked.

Zhang Hong nodded: "It's too chaotic, terrifying, and even a thunderous aura. What happened here last night..."

His face turned a little pale, no wonder he was proud, but he knew how much he was.

If there are really strong people in the Thunder Tribulation Realm fighting here, let alone the county magistrate Xu Zhi, I am afraid that the mysterious masters in the Dawu Kingdom Palace will not be qualified to participate.

"It's chaos and it's also scary, but there is one thing that I don't know if Brother Zhang noticed it."

"Um?"

Xu Zhi said: "Time of death."

Zhang Hong was surprised and immediately understood: "Those who were refined by Jing Wuming with blood will even be refined together! What do you mean is that Mrs. Mei and other monks died at the same time?"

Originally, if a monk died and his soul survived, it would be difficult to judge the specific time of his death.

However, under the influence of Jing Wuming's blood removal method, all the monks will be destroyed in an instant, and the time of death can be determined.

Xu Zhi nodded: "Yes, guess who died at the end."

Zhang Hong frowned. This question stumped him a little.

But if he can feel these clues through his spiritual consciousness now, it would be too...

Wait, this guy has something to say... Could it be that the one who died in the end...

"It's the people of Baiwan Village! I understand. Mrs. Mei died before these people, and those monks died earlier than Mrs. Mei!"

"That's right, although I don't know what happened, there must be a problem between the three of the Spirit Turtle King, Jing Wuming and Madam Mei!"

Xu Zhi narrowed his eyes and said lightly,

"The Spirit Turtle King planned to gather so many monks, creating unparalleled conditions for Jing Wuming. What is the relationship between these two people?"

"Where are there any transactions between them..."

"Regularly speaking, with Jing Wuming's current cultivation level, the flesh and blood of ordinary people cannot have any benefit to him, but the people of Baiwan Village at the scene did not escape the death disaster..."

Zhang Hong, general, said skeptically: "This shows that at that time, even after Jing Wuming refined Mrs. Mei, he was not optimistic and needed to replenish his own blood and energy, so he did not let these ordinary people go."

"He was injured."

"He has trained hundreds of monks to death, how could he be injured?"

"You forgot one."

"who?"

As soon as Zhang Hong finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he had already thought of the answer to this question.

The two looked at each other and said in unison:

"The head of the eight demon immortals, the Spirit Turtle King."

The two were silent for a moment, and Zhang Hong said again: "It was the Spirit Turtle King who took action and injured Jing Wuming?"

Xu Zhi shook his head and said, "I don't know, but in this matter, the Spirit Turtle King is the initiator, and must be one of the key figures."

"But no matter what happened, it is a foregone conclusion that more than 300 Yuanying and Jindan cultivators were trained to death by Jing Wuming."

Zhang Hong took a deep breath: "The blood demon inheritor Jing Wuming... It's really terrible, I'm afraid he will be ranked first in the ground list soon."

"Wow...my son..."

The two of them deduced what happened yesterday. At this moment, they heard a crying sound.

The two of them were stunned and looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Zhang Hong teased: "Mr. County Magistrate, it seems you are going to have a headache for a while."

Xu Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "As a county's parents, there has been such a big thing in the county. Alas, it's not just a headache..."

"Okay, go and appease the people of Baiwan Village. I will follow your instructions and use this place as the center of the circle to search for a radius of three hundred miles around."

"Brother Zhang, please."

...

"What, all the monks were all refined to death by Jing Wuming?!"

"No matter whether the eight immortal disciples, or the demon clan, the demon cultivator, the evil cultivator, the scattered cultivator... were beaten up by Jing Wuming in one go, how could this be possible!"

"This time, the name of Jing Wuming, the descendant of the Blood Demon, may really cause a sensation in the entire fairy world!"

As Xu Zhi expected, the battle in Baiwan Village could not block the news.

Countless news grew wings and was quickly learned by monks from all over the country. While everyone was shocked, they also felt deeply afraid and terrified by Jing Wuming's methods.

"After such a thing, the eight immortal sects did not respond?"

"How is it possible? The eight immortal sects are almost crazy. I have to say that Jing Wuming is really a kind of person. No matter how many cultivators, evil cultivators, demons and immortal sects, they will be killed."

"Hmph, if you offend so many people, this kid will sooner or later have the word "death". This time, it caused anger from the Eight Great Immortal Sects. I'm afraid his good days will come to an end."

"But I heard that the reaction on Guixian Island was not big. Compared with other immortal sects, it seemed a little too calm."

A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and the battle of Baiwan Village was like a bombshell.
Chapter completed!