The three of them were very fast, and shadows of trees around them kept sweeping by.

Just as the three of them were just passing through a straight eucalyptus forest, a shrill scream made the three of them stop.

"What's going on?"

Such a heart-wrenching sound suddenly sounded in the dead forest, which was indeed creepy, and Jing Wuchen couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Long Yi took a spear and looked vigilantly at the direction where the sound came from.

"On there." Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and pointed to a dense forest on his left and said, "There are about thirty Doudi Emperors. Before, the two sides should have fought to the end. When my soul power arrived, there were no one standing there."

"Die together?" Jing Wuchen curled his lips and touched his face and joked, "We actually encountered such a good thing. Will all the spoils be used to be in vain?"

"I always think this is a coincidence?"

Hearing Jing Wuchen's words, a hint of hesitation appeared on Long Yi's face. How could he die so quickly when he heard the screams?

"This forest is so big that I don't know how many Doudi are fighting every moment. We just happened to meet the right place at the right time." Jing Wuchen disagreed, "Maybe the voice just now was made by the last person who fell down. What's more, according to Brother Xiao, there are only about thirty corpses, so what can be tricky?"

"We don't take their gains in vain. We won't waste much time anyway, so let's go."

What Jing Wuchen said is reasonable and has the advantage of the power of soul. Xiao Yan was not afraid of it and signaled that Long Yi did not need to be too careful.

Seeing Xiao Yan speak, Long Yi nodded obediently, and the three of them walked through the rolling canopy and entered the dense forest.

As I saw that the light in the forest was dim and messy, with traces of fighting everywhere. Dozens of corpses lay slanted around and fell to the ground, with blood splattering on the trees and fallen leaves, witnessing the tragic battle here.

Not far from the corpse, a monster fell there, its head had been split, and the demon core inside was gone.

However, it was not these that attracted the attention of Xiao Yan and the other two, but two men in gray under the tree.

The two of them pressed up and down together, and one of them slashed the other's neck, nearly half of them entered, and the other's sword also pierced into his chest, and the tip of the sword came out of his back, which was shocking.

Under the two of them, there was a shiny object half-covered. When the three of them looked closely, they found that the object the size of a human head turned out to be a six-star magic core.

"This is a big profit! Haha, I have so many rings to get the six-star magic core for no reason."

Jing Wuchen's handsome face was immediately delighted, and he shouted that he was about to go forward to collect the spoils.

"Wait!" Xiao Yan reached out to stop Jing Wuchen's actions. After biting his lips for a while, he frowned slightly, "I don't know why, but when I get here, I always feel something is wrong."

"What's wrong? You can tell at this glance that one side had just killed the monster, but was spying on another group of people. After the fire, both sides were finished together." Jing Wuchen felt that Xiao Yan was too careful and continued, "We have encountered this before, but we also got a complete treasure map? What's more, under the detection of your soul power, Brother Xiao, what else can you hide from us?"

"That's right, I always have a lingering palpitations." Xiao Yan's face changed slightly, "This place is too dark, let me see clearly before talking."

After saying that, Xiao Yan bounced his fingers and a ball of flames scattered in the air, driving away all the darkness, and the eyes of the three of them were lit up.

"Are Brother Xiao worried about Hun Yingjue? Only he can avoid Brother Xiao's soul power." Jing Wuchen pointed to the corpses in front of him and said, "Look, there is no black air floating out of the corpses, which proves that Hun Yingjue is not doing anything. Moreover, we have been in the inner circle for so long, but we have not seen Hun Yingjue again. Maybe he has lost us."

Hearing Jing Wuchen's words that made sense, Long Yi's slightest worry finally dropped, but Xiao Yan stared at the two men in gray and thoughtlessly and did not speak.

"Brother Xiao's concern is due to these two men in gray?" Jing Wuchen saw that Xiao Yan was silent and couldn't get along with his face, and even chattered endlessly. "This is even more impossible. Look at the one facing up, most of the neck was cut off by a knife, and the wound was so big. If Hun Yingjue used the secret technique, the black air would definitely not be able to cover it. And the one who was penetrated by the sword, although he could not see clearly face down, the black air would not spread where the sword was injured, which shows that we were too worried."

"It seems that my palpitations are not aimless." Xiao Yan did not respond to Jing Wuchen's words, but his face became more and more serious. "The others did not have anything abnormal, but these two were a little strange."

Jing Wuchen and Long Yi opened their eyes wide and looked carefully at the same time, but they could not find any clues.

"If the two of them died in battle, then the person who was stabbed in the neck with such a fierce attack would definitely be like a spring of blood." Xiao Yan gritted his silver teeth, and his anxiety became even stronger. "And from hearing the sound to coming here in a blink of an eye, the blood should still be fresh and even gushing out. But now we see that although there are large bloodstains in the wound, it still seems to be less, and the blood is a little sticky, and it is obviously dead for a while."

"There is only one explanation, that is, he was killed after he died, because the person was dead and his blood had begun to solidify, and the bleeding in the trauma he suffered later was not as good as before he died."

"Ah? Is it really Hunying Juedong's hands and feet?"

Jing Wuchen and Long Yi were shocked. After careful consideration, they found that what Xiao Yan said was not false.

"It's true that you're passive, but you won't know if you're not Hun Yingjue's move."

Xiao Yan shrugged and raised his vigilance in his heart. The power of his soul instantly spread, covering all the radius of thousands of miles.

"What's the discovery?"

Long Yi knew Xiao Yan's personality well. As soon as he saw Xiao Yan's expression, he knew that Xiao Yan was already searching around.

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Xiao Yan's answer was very straightforward.

"In this way, only Soul Shadow Jue is the most suspicious. But what are the benefits of creating this illusion? It cannot cause any harm to us."

Jing Wuchen remembered that he had patted his chest and said it was okay, his face turned red and he asked angrily.

"Sometimes don't make a decision too quickly. This is because there is no way to offer treasures, either evil or steal."

Xiao Yan waved his sleeves from the air, and the two men in gray next to him were separated by fighting spirit. The person injured by the sword turned around, his face facing upwards, and presented it to the three of them.

I saw that this person's face was pale, and a faint black air was rising from his seven orifices; while the other person was not abnormal, just a corpse that was so ordinary that it was.

"Damn! This is definitely what the soul shadow does!" Jing Wuchen saw it at first, and could no longer contain the anger in his heart and jumped up, "That bastard is so vicious. He actually pretends to make a false assumption and lets us get into trouble! If Brother Xiao hadn't felt the sense of his heart, maybe we would have fallen into the hands of the bastard!"

"Fortunately, my father saw it out, otherwise the situation would be worrying." Long Yi was meticulous and still did not lose his calmness in anger. He asked the key point, "But why didn't black gas appear in this sword creation?"

"That's right, why is this happening?"

Jing Wuchen also calmed down and his expression was covered in shock.

"I guess, after the assassination of the corpse control failed through the illusion, although Hun Yingjue didn't know whether we knew the black aura of this secret technique, he was as careful as he still calculated this possibility." Xiao Yan analyzed, "This three-foot green edge is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the sword is not very injured. If you want to cover up the wound, it is not difficult."

"I would rather calculate 10,000 incorrectly than miss a slight mistake. This Hun Yingjue is indeed an incredible genius who assassinated." Although the two were enemies, Xiao Yan couldn't help but praise Hun Yingjue, "If I guess well, Hun Yingjue will cleverly take advantage of the situation throughout the whole process, so that our suspicion can be minimized."

The two of them could understand Xiao Yan's previous words, but they seemed to understand them later. They looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

Seeing that the two of them were puzzled, Xiao Yan patiently explained—

"Hun Yingjue must have met two groups of people fighting here, and a flash of inspiration set up a temporary plan."

"When only two people remain or the number is small, Hun Yingjue will take action quickly, kill him and create an illusion."

"In addition, the light here is dim, the Doudi's face is facing down, and there are six-star magic cores under his body as a temptation. The joy of seeing the white treasure will make too many people feel alert, and they will inevitably be unable to escape his vicious hands."

Xiao Yan analyzed the battle traces around him in a very detailed and meticulous way. Even if he didn't guess all of them, he was almost inseparable. The more Jing Wuchen and Long Yi listened, the more frightened they became. In the end, both of them couldn't help but hold their breath.

"So, the shrill cry should be from the soul shadow, not these people!"
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