Chapter 277: Village with People

Seeing the exit appear, the Blood Demon Ancestor did not hesitate and turned into a line of blood and flew in.

"This is the first picture she saw. The Blood Demon Tracking Technique can display two pictures. The first one was used when looking for the cave entrance. The second one is to find Zhang Tie's location!"

The Blood Demon Old Ancestor's mind moved, and another picture faintly appeared in her mind.

A small house appeared in the picture, followed by the surrounding scenery. A direction instantly appeared in her mind, pointing to the place where Zhang Tie moved out of the house.

. . .

The strong wind blew violently on Zhang Tie's face. He did not choose to use his magic power to block the strong wind, in order to use his body to carefully feel the breath of the wind.

However, after flying for a long time, Zhang Tie did not feel any breath of wind, but his hair was disheveled instead.

Zhang Tie stopped and landed on the ground. "It's not a good idea to keep flying around like this. Let's use this time to look for monsters."

The method described in Xuantian Yufeng Dafa to learn this skill is very simple, two words:

feel,

The only drawback is that it's slow.

Zhang Tie felt that it was even more difficult!
The progress of feeling the breath of the wind was too slow. Zhang Tie had no way of feeling any progress at all, just like a game without a progress bar.

So find some fun for yourself so you can keep going.

While flying and searching for monsters, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

As usual, Zhang Tie landed near a populated village and kept scanning with his spiritual sense.

Then Zhang Tie opened his eyes wide!

He looked at the village in surprise. There were people in it!
Zhang Tie has visited dozens of villages these days, all of which were deserted, but this village still had people living in it.

Just like when the monster didn't appear.

There were not many people in the village. When they saw Zhang Tie falling from the sky to the ground, no one looked over with curiosity.

Zhang Tie casually walked up to an old man lying on the ground basking in the sun. Just as he was about to ask a question, he discovered a strange scene.

Although the old man looked lifelike, he was motionless, like a human puppet.

Zhang Tie frowned and tapped the old man lightly with his finger, and the old man shattered to the ground like glass.

This strange scene made Zhang Tie feel uneasy instinctively.

Then Zhang Tie suddenly thought of a detail. He had previously scanned the village with his spiritual sense and did not find any signs of life at all. He thought that this village was abandoned just like the previous one.

But when we arrived, we found that there were quite a few villagers inside.

That's why he was so surprised when he saw these people.

Zhang Tie ran to another motionless figure. This time he saw clearly that the man in front of him was dressed as a villager with a hoe on his shoulder.

But his face had no facial features, just like those monsters, except there were no holes.

"Could these be monsters that failed to mutate?"

Zhang Tie once again gently tapped the figure with his finger. This time he was fully focused. His finger touched the shoulder of the man in coarse linen clothes and there was nothing wrong with the touch.

You can even feel the elastic skin under the clothes.

Zhang Tie tried to increase his strength a little, but his fingers sank into the skin and the linen clothes broke with a crackling sound.

What followed was the cracking of the skin, which quickly spread in all directions, and then the whole person shattered to the ground like glass hit by a stone.

Zhang Tie squatted on the ground and picked up a larger piece of debris.

This was that man's arm. The fragment was like sand-coated ceramic. Before Zhang Tie could exert any force, it turned into ashes, flowed through Zhang Tie's fingers, and scattered on the ground.

"If you put these fragments together, you can indeed piece together a complete person. The only flaw is that there is no core."

These people are just empty shells, all the vitality in their bodies has disappeared.

Are there any new monsters?

Zhang Tie continued to walk towards the remaining ones. Every time he passed an empty shell, he would knock it with his hand, and the empty shell would make a loud noise and shatter to the ground. It was not that Zhang Tie was impatient,

But he wanted to make sure whether all of them looked the same. In case there were any survivors, wouldn't he be able to get information about the monster?

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Crash, crash.

Snapped.

?

"Why doesn't it break?"

In front of Zhang Tie was a young man in black clothes.

He pressed the man's shoulder hard and found that the touch was no different from that of a real person.

"Are you still alive?"

The man didn't say anything, and there was nothing on his smooth face, just like a pancake.

"That's right," Zhang Tie suddenly realized. This man had no facial features and could not hear what Zhang Tie said.

The man in black with no facial features held a long and thin mace in his hand. The mace was as thin as a bamboo pole and was hidden in his sleeve.

Zhang Tie carefully observed the man's face, trying to see if there was any possible hole.

He suspected that the faceless man whose blood had not been sucked out was a monster, but he seemed to be dead.

The faceless man's fingers moved slightly, and he gradually tightened the mace in his hand. As long as he tightened his grip on the mace completely, he could immediately hit Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie was still observing the faceless man's body. He noticed the movements of the man's hands, raised his eyebrows, and stopped moving his body.

"Live?"

The faceless man didn't notice anything and his fingers continued to move.

Zhang Tie had already seen through his intention. The monster wanted to use the bamboo mace to sneak attack him.

"But this is too obvious. Zhang Tie's five senses are extremely strong. This person's little action is like sharpening a knife in front of him. His intention is too obvious."

Zhang Tie couldn't bear to let the monster continue to be a clown, so he pointed his finger on the monster's shoulder, and flames burst out from his fingertips, engulfing the monster in front of him.

Dang Dang Dang.

The bamboo mace fell to the ground, and the iron rod hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Are you okay?"

Flames spurted out from Zhang Tie's fingertips again. This time the flames were more intense than before. The intense high temperature raised the temperature of the entire village.

The flames dissipated, leaving a charred ground.

The bamboo mace was lying on the ground, with the tip of the mace pointing at Zhang Tie, as if in a provocation.

Zhang Tie was not angry but happy instead, this was a treasure.

He waved his hand and the mace on the ground didn't move at all.

Zhang Tie's object-driving technique was unable to move this ordinary mace.

His interest became even stronger. A treasure that could not be driven directly meant a magic weapon or even a magic treasure.

That is the sign of the birth of a spirit!
But something was wrong.

Generally, it takes a long time for a weapon spirit to form. Even if the material is excellent, it still requires the user to nurture it for a very long time.

But the underground city was built by Zhang Tie and it has not been around for very long.

Therefore, this treasure cannot be generated through nurturing.

(End of this chapter)