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Chapter 1679

Baopeng turned the body over and found the same bleeding spot on the back of the head.

hiss!

Baopeng took a breath of air.

Cheng Qiaoxin also turned pale!

This means that the man's head was pierced by some kind of very thin sharp weapon and he was killed with one blow.

Baopeng continued to check the whole body and found that except for the forehead, he did not find any wounds.

Go look at the other corpses again, without exception!

"How is it possible..." Baopeng's scalp felt numb.

It was obvious that these people in front of them all died in the same way, and each of them had such a wound, which hit the center of the eyebrow and passed through the skull.

At this time, Mo Yurou and others also came over, looking at the bodies on the ground, they all felt chilled.

Masters like Brother Mang are usually arrogant people, but at this time, they are all afraid.

These mages, whose strength was definitely above them, were killed like this!

"No one heard any strange noise at that time?" Cheng Qiao asked puzzledly.

The result is really nothing.

Cheng Qiaoxin felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her whole body was extremely cold.

What does this mean?

This shows that when these top mages were hunted last night, they had no time to take any warning action.

This means that these people were all killed by each other in one fell swoop!

And this is not groundless speculation, just look at the wounds on these corpses.

There was a fatal wound between the eyebrows, but there were no other wounds.

This also supports Cheng Qiaoxin's guess.

And so many people had the same fatal injuries, which meant that the person who killed these mages might be the same person.

A picture appeared in Cheng Qiaoxin's mind.

In the dark jungle, a black shadow wanders like the god of death, harvesting a life wherever it goes.

Unstoppable!

She broke into a cold sweat instantly.

"How many people do we have now?" Lin Huang suddenly asked.

"Besides us, there are three more people who have not returned. We don't know whether they are alive or dead at the moment." One of the old men in black said.

It turns out that these mages, except when they gather together when setting up formations, they find their own places to practice at other times, and no one knows who is where.

All the ones they can find so far are dead.

There are still three people left, but no one can be seen alive, and no body can be found dead.

At this moment, a figure floated over from the forest in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, two more figures appeared.

It turned out that the three mages were back.

"What's going on?" When the three people saw the corpses on the ground, their expressions changed drastically.

After knowing what happened, the three of them were also frightened.

These mages are all experienced in storms. They have seen many big scenes, but they have never been as frightened as today.

They came to Daxia together, so naturally they knew each other's strength very well.

If someone could harvest so many lives in one night, it would be easy to kill them all.

And the reason why these few of them were fine was probably because they were lucky and didn't run into that God of Death.

"Who is he?"

There was dead silence all around, and no one could answer the question.

"This person is probably a master." Lin Huang said in a seductive voice.

No one at the scene objected.

Because although what Lin Huang said is shocking, it is more likely to be the truth!
Chapter completed!
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