Tang Jianbi only felt dizzy and flew up. Mo Yun kicked him in the back, flew a few meters away, and hit the bag in the yard.

A shrill scream seemed to be heard in the air.

A white shadow flashed away.

"Sure enough, he was possessed." Mo Yun narrowed his eyes and wanted to follow Bai Ying's whereabouts, but Bai Ying disappeared too fast. It was the first time he saw it, so he couldn't keep up. He watched Bai Ying disappear in front of him.

When he left here, Mo Yun actually wanted to leave directly.

But after taking a few steps, I suddenly changed my mind.

Anyway, I have come here, so let’s confirm whether there is any problem in Tang Jianbi. If there is no problem, I can apologize afterwards; if there is really a problem, then Isn’t that just right?

Facts also proved that the other party was indeed having a problem.

As soon as he entered the yard, Mo Yun smelled the pungent smell of blood.

In fact, he could have rushed into the house and killed Tang Jianbi directly. The reason why he asked Zhang Yang to throw a bag of rice in the first time was to test the opponent's strength.

After Tang Jianbi ran out of the hospital, he did not rush to take action, but calmly observed the other party's way of action.

After he confirmed Tang Jianbi's possessed combat power, he took action and decisively killed him.

If Tang Jianbi, who was possessed, was compared with the outer disciples he had seen in the sect, then his strength was probably stronger than Fan Jian, but weaker than Wei Shanwu, but they were all within the range that could be solved with one knife.

However, the white shadow was just possessed, and how strong the body was is, it was another unknown.

Zhang Yang walked towards Tang Jianbi's body with a heavy expression, as if he wanted to see if he could save it.

"No need to look at it, he is dead." Mo Yun said calmly.

"How could this be...this?"

Zhang Yang squatted beside the middle-aged man's body, looked at the knife piercing his back, confirming that the body was silent.

"Do you remember what I said before?"

Mo Yun sighed, "It seems that the worst happened."

He looked at the room, the ground was covered with blood, "After you came, someone was eyeing this place. In order to prevent the leak of information from Tang Jianbi's mouth, he killed people to silence him. Moreover, the other party stayed here openly, possessed him, waiting for us to come to test our strength and how much we know."

"Taking... Ghost Sect..." Zhang Yang slowly stood up with a heavy face, "I killed Uncle Tang."

"How much do you know about the Ghost Cult?" Mo Yun asked curiously.

"I heard some of my senior brothers in the sect before." Zhang Yang said slowly, "The Ghost Sect is an evil sect. Like our ordinary practice sect, they use the god of flesh to cleanse the body and strengthen themselves through true qi... And this evil sect has all kinds of strange and special methods to drive monsters and monsters, and to make themselves stronger through killing and control..."

Mo Yun's eyes narrowed slightly. It sounded like the Ghost Sect is similar to the cult, but it seemed to be an enhanced version of the Demonic Sect.

"And they seem to believe in the evil god." Zhang Yang's face looked ugly, "Many strange and bloody methods were learned from the evil god..."

"Evil God?" Mo Yun looked at the situation in the room, "It's really evil, but does God really exist?"

"A powerful practitioner has incredible ability, transmitting messages from thousands of miles away, moving mountains and filling seas. I once heard an elder say that those truly powerful practitioners can even easily change the celestial phenomena. For example, the senior brother Yang Huayuan from the inner sect, it is said that he can cut off rivers with one blow, and easily kill enemies a hundred steps away." Zhang Yang said, "Perhaps, the so-called gods are even practitioners who are unimaginable...."

"I see."

Through Zhang Yang's words, Mo Yun couldn't help but stir up storm in his heart. During this period, he had been thinking about why this world can be used as the base of investigators, and what is special about it...

Now, he had already understood something.

"Brother Mo, we?" Zhang Yang looked at the corpse of the middle-aged man on the ground, and there was a hint of unbearable expression between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Leave them here first."

Mo Yun sighed, "It seems that the others you have visited before may be in danger. We must go there as soon as possible, maybe there is still time."

He looked at Zhang Yang and asked, "Who is the next one?"
Chapter completed!