Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 115 The Soul Melting Thing, Cangwu Fingerbone

ka ka ka-

The mask that was regarded as the last line of defense was finally shattered.

The early fragmentation was beyond everyone's expectations, and it also made everyone stay in place, not knowing what to do for a while.

hula la...

A large number of corpses swarmed in along the broken cracks, like locusts crossing the border, rushing towards the stunned people.

"Run! Run!!"

He Lang's face changed drastically, and he turned around and roared at the crowd.

Everyone woke up like a dream, and the sound of panic was everywhere.

"Ahhh!!"

"Hurry up! Don't be stupid!"

"Damn it! Those in front hurry up! Get out of the way!"

"Woooooh, mother! Where are you?"

……

When the tide of corpses hit, everyone lost their sense of proportion. At the stake of life and death, they scrambled to escape.

A large number of helpless villagers became the primary targets of trampling and crowding. When there were too many people, there was a lot of noise and abuse, and chaos broke out.

He Lang wanted to step forward to maintain order, but the tide of corpses was about to catch up with him, so he had no choice but to turn around to stop the tide of corpses.

"Brother Bai, the team will be handed over to you!"

Bai Jun didn't reply.

He Lang took the time to glance at Bai Jun, only to see Bai Jun standing where he was, looking fixedly at the front of the chaotic crowd.

at the same time.

"Step aside!!"

A deafening and fierce sound suddenly sounded in front of people.

With their ears buzzing and their brains in confusion, a group of soldiers and soldiers subconsciously stopped, recovered their senses, and looked up sharply.

At the end of the road, a tall and tall figure, like a ferocious wild beast, came with a strong sense of oppression and suffocation, walking like a dragon and a tiger.

One step, two steps, three steps.

All the way through, full of fear, dodging in panic.

No one made a sound, no one stopped.

Feeling weak, he was rushed by the domineering aura of blood, his face turned pale, and he backed away, not daring to look directly.

He didn't care about the various eyes around him.

Chuhe looked at the rushing tide of corpses, with golden eyes, like a tiger that had been hungry for several days, gnashing its teeth and paws with ferocious eagerness.

"You are……"

Seeing the tall and strong man in front of him, Bai Jun wanted to speak, but Chuhe ignored him and just jumped past him.

He Lang raised his hand to block in front of Chuhe, concentrating.

"Who are you and why do you want to..."

"Crap!"

There was a slight wave of air around Chuhe, and He Lang seemed to be hit hard. He stepped back a few steps and stared at Chuhe in horror.

"Roar!!!"

Looking at the swarming corpses, murderous intent boiled over.

"Golden Bell Cover, Red Bell Golden Sound!"

Chu He's complexion returned to cold and hard, madness rose in his eyes, his voice was cold and cold, and the blood in his body suddenly boiled, manic, and running at a high speed.

Qi and blood gushed out like a substance, forming a red gold ancient clock with a dome, and the vague and transparent sound waves spread in all directions.

Bang!
The distant and long sound of golden bells passed over the surrounding corpses, as if feeling that death was about to come, the corpses froze suddenly, and the next moment the body of the corpse exploded suddenly, and was completely burned by the waves.

"Ding dong, absorb deceitful energy, energy +4!"

"Ding dong, absorb deceitful energy, energy +8!"

"Ding dong, absorb deceitful energy, energy +7!"

……

It was simply the most beautiful sound in the world.

"Not enough, not enough!!"

Chuhe swept across a certain place behind him, and the killing in his eyes became more intense.

With a loud shout, the running speed of Qi and blood in the body climbed again, releasing even more terrifying scorching blood, the burning space distorted and changed, and the heat wave was like a mixer, burning the densely packed corpses in front of him into pools of black water.

In just a few seconds, no less than dozens of heads were killed.

At this time, a huge bear corpse broke through the tide of corpses like a falling meteorite, flying countless corpses, raised its head and roared, and a big crawling palm carried fierce Yin Qi and hammered down on Chuhe's head.

"Be careful! That's evil-level treachery..."

"Snapped!"

A ruby ​​claw lightly caught the huge bear's paw, with five fingers in a cage, and easily scratched a bowl-sized blood hole in the palm.

A little blood flame spontaneously ignited in the flesh and blood of the palm of the corpse, and then the flame jumped up violently, quickly spreading across the corpse, illuminating all directions.

"what!!
In the flames of blood, the bear corpse roared, struggled and rolled, and crushed to death countless corpses, like bedbugs that fell into the furnace, exhausting all their strengths, they could hardly escape the flames of blood, and were burned into a coke.

"Ding dong! Absorb the strange energy, energy +18!"

Chu He shook off the rotten meat in his hand, turned to look at He Lang and Bai Jun who were stunned, "What did you just say?"

"No, nothing."

He Lang closed his mouth in surprise.

Shock was hidden in Bai Jun's eyes, and he asked.

"You are……"

"Benefactor! It's benefactor!"

The villagers on the side were full of joy and shouted loudly.

"He is the Drunken Tiger!!?"

He Lang and Bai Jun's bodies shook again, their faces full of shock.

They never imagined that the Drunk Tiger who was suspected to be at the peak of the furnace before was actually a great master who could kill the Sha level with one claw.

"You are so strong, how could you be killed by a demon..."

"Heh, that guy is not evil."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was taken aback.

Chuhe recognized the identities of He Lang and the others by looking at the clothes, and his expression softened, "Stay away, that guy will go crazy later."

"what?"

He Lang wanted to ask again.

Chuhe didn't give him a chance, turned around and rushed into the incoming tide of corpses.

A sea of ​​qi and blood gushed out fiercely, and a large number of unknown and mysterious red flames started a prairie fire like wildfire, burning corpses and beasts, and the incoming tide of corpses was instantly stopped by Chuhe's violent offensive.

"Ding dong, absorb deceitful energy, energy +10!"

"Ding dong, absorb deceitful energy, energy +3!"

"Ding dong, absorb deceitful energy, energy +5!"

……

My mind was filled with mechatronic sounds.

Chuhe really likes this feeling, he can feel the energy value is soaring crazily, breaking through the 100-point mark in a short time, then 200 points, finally 300 points, and then...

boom! !

A loud noise was deafening, and the earth shook.

The monstrous murderous aura rushed straight from the earth temple to the clouds, and when the earth and rocks were shattered, a purple figure suspended in mid-air like a streamer.

The charming face is distorted and ferocious, a pair of purple white bone wings stretch out from the back, the wings are six meters wide, scarlet ghosts, dots of light floating around, like stars, really beautiful.

She turned her gaze, and instantly locked onto Chuhe who was fighting in the tide of corpses. She gritted her teeth and cursed: "You bastard, how dare you lie to me! Tell me, where are the real bones!?"

At the same time, she crushed the white bone horns in her palm.

That is the blood and bones of the mysterious dragon dragon.

Boom!
Chuhe shattered the corpses around him, turned his head to look at Ziyi who had a terrifying aura, bared his teeth, and showed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, the intermission is over."

After finishing speaking, he twisted his limbs and made a sound of steel roaring.

At the same time, he flipped his palm jokingly, revealing a sharp silver-white tooth, and threw it in front of Ziti.

"I want it."

He flipped his palm again, his teeth disappeared, and mocked: "Bitch, I refuse to give it to you, what can you do?"

"you wanna die!!"

Zi Ti was furious, and his eyes flashed purple.

The whole person turned into a stream of purple fire and rushed towards the Chu River.

"call……"

Chu He took a long breath, his eyes were dignified, and he touched his waist and abdomen. The injury he had just suffered in the burrow was still aching.

This stinky bitch is strong enough.

but……

"Then let's compare who is stronger!!"

His legs were like cannonballs, and the ground under his feet exploded with a roar. When the purple fire came, he jumped into the air in time.

With a thought in his mind, Chuhe contacted the modifier with his consciousness.

"Do you want to spend 120 points to upgrade the iron cloth shirt to the seventh floor?"

The familiar electronic notification sound lingered in Chu He's ears.

"Yes!"

"Ding dong! It is detected that there is no matching soul-melting object for the exercise, please make a choice below to perform a forced soul-melting!"

Hearing the prompt, Chu He was stunned.

The difference between the third state of melting spirit state and the second state of melting furnace mirror is that when the whole body's blood is like a melting furnace, when the vastness is surging, it is necessary to fuse something that can hold the blood, as the homing of the blood. It turned into an existence similar to Dantian Qihai.

There is no specific requirement for a spirit-melting object that can hold qi and blood. It can be a weapon, a plant, or a stone, and things like that can be used as a spirit-melting object.

The only requirement is that it can accommodate Qi and blood.

Of course, there are differences between good and bad spirit fusion things. This spirit fusion is like a Dao foundation. The more solid it is, the more important it will be for the subsequent improvement of the realm and the amount of energy and blood stored.

And judging whether a spirit fusion thing is good or bad depends on its own strength and the upper limit of absorbing energy and blood.

It can be said that the soul-melting object is like a storage warehouse. The more indestructible it is, the less likely it will be damaged, and the more energy and blood it holds, it means that it has more energy and blood than others out of thin air. Blood is used for a long time and will not be consumed easily.

Similarly, this is also a gully separating the disciples of the aristocratic family and the casual cultivators from each other. When the disciples of the aristocratic family and the head disciples of the sect reach the spirit fusion state, the elders will prepare highly compatible spirit fusion objects.

Casual cultivation is relatively simple, and it melts whatever is available, so that the energy and blood reserve and the quality of energy and blood are relatively poor.

Chuhe seldom pays attention to these things, and thought that he could directly skip this step with the anti-sky performance shown by the previous martial arts modifiers.

Unexpectedly, it can't be avoided.

In this way, it can also be seen that the quality of the fusion spirit has indeed affected the improvement of all subsequent realms and the laying of foundations.

Even modifiers can't ignore it.

In fact, under normal circumstances, as long as most of the exercises go directly to the soul-melting realm, there will be a record of which soul-melting object to choose as the soul-melting, which can be highly compatible with the exercises and exert the greatest power.

If you forcibly fuse spirit-melting items that do not match the spirit, there is also a great risk of failure. Once it fails, it will have a great impact on the foundation.

The chaotic emotions are just swept away in the thought.

The modifier panel appeared, and all the things that could be melted into the spirit were listed: "Chilian heart, Cangwu finger bones, nine-headed barbarian teeth, spiritual source spell seal, void worm skin, blood bones of three realms... ..."

The modifier was like a scanning instrument that completely swept out all the strange things that could store energy and blood all over his body.

Roughly counting, there are more than ten pieces.

Sensing Ziti's attack again, Chuhe didn't have time to make too many choices, so he fixed his gaze on that black phalanx.

Thinking of the magic of the phalanx, Chu He opened his mouth tentatively.

"Choose the Cangwu phalanx!"

(End of this chapter)