After walking for some distance, I felt more and more wrong, especially when she walked down the path and came to an open space, what she saw were some demons and demons sitting in groups, as well as some common The monk who was full of evil spirits.

Demonic cultivation and evil cultivation don't talk about them, but those monks who are full of evil spirits are also full of blood and murderous aura. No matter how they look, they don't look like normal casual cultivation.

In the place she passed, the number of people sitting around was about thirty or forty people. Some were sitting alone, some two or three people were sitting around, and some were surrounded by a fierce beast. And these people, men Mostly, there are only one or two women, and they are still dressed in revealing clothes, clinging to some powerful monks.

Her appearance naturally attracted the attention of those people. Whether it was evil cultivator or demonic cultivator, or those monks who were full of evil aura and murderous aura, each and every one of them with different eyes fell on her, their expressions were unknown. Looked at her.

In the eyes of everyone, this red-clothed woman seems to have come to the world as if an evildoer came to the world. She came slowly with the moonlight behind her back. She was enchanting in red, with ink hair scattered, and her beautiful face was indifferent and indifferent. It's not obvious, but it just made everyone jealous.

In such a place, is it possible for a person with no ability to survive?

This woman has a beautiful face, and the red dress that is still dazzling in the night is not so clean and bloodstained. Such a person is inherently weird, not to mention, since she appeared, the surrounding air has been a little bit colder. A kind of yin and swish breath came from the surroundings, so that everyone could feel the cold swish breath.

However, this woman didn't seem to notice it. Her gaze flicked across all of them, and she continued to move forward without stopping. Actually, everyone just looked at her and no one took action. No one said anything.

No one knows that Feng Jiu's heart is tense at this time, she just glanced at it roughly, and found that these people here are all at the level of the immortal saint, and several of them are the strength cultivation base of the immortal peak. , The smell of blood on those people is extremely heavy, and the evil aura and murderous aura are also extremely heavy. Even the people she cultivated by herself, they don't have the bloodthirsty and murderous aura in these people.

Here, she gathered her profound energy aura without revealing the slightest, because she knew that if these people were to know that she was Xuanxiu, she would probably be shot at her one after another, or even jointly.

Passing by these people, she can only put on an indifferent face, holding a strong posture, step by step, and walk past them unhurriedly. A little carelessness will arouse their doubts and questions. Explore and put yourself in danger.

If it falls into the hands of these people, death is not the easiest thing. If it falls into the hands of these people, then it is very likely that it will be abolished and become their plaything.

Because of those people, whether they are evil cultivators or demonic cultivators, or those monks who are full of evil aura and bloody smell, every gaze staring at her is like a person who hasn’t smelled the smell of meat in a few years. Staring at a piece of fat and delicious meat, she was salivating, wishing to rush forward and tear her down and swallow her.