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

Chapter 177

When he reached the peak, Chuhe's consciousness dispersed. After some investigation, he found that the lingering ghost had disappeared.

According to his guess, most of them hid in the palace on the top of the mountain again, preparing to wait for the following group of people to break through the formation and enter the palace, and open their fangs to give them a fatal surprise.

Chuhe didn't care too much, just found a hole in the ground.

His eyes were fixed on Lan Jian, his face was scorched black by his scorching breath, and his eyes that were about to burst looked at the fierce face that was close at hand. Lan Jian's crotch was unbearably wet, and drops fell into the sky.

At this moment, what kind of nonsense missions and the glory of the Yanghu lineage have all been thrown out of the blue by him, and now he just wants to escape his life at the hands of this murderer who came out of nowhere.

"Brother...I...was wrong..."

He stuttered and begged for mercy, unable to speak the full syllables.

Chuhe's current appearance is still against the rainbow star, so that the other party can't guess that Chuhe is a human race, otherwise, he will definitely not beg for mercy, because it is useless at all.

"If you're wrong, don't change it?" Chu He glared, and subconsciously exerted force, almost crushing Lan Jian's skull.

"Ah? Brother, tell me, kowtow or compensation, I'll do either." Lan Jian was desperately in pain, extremely humble.

"Don't worry, I've always been very refined and easy-going, and I don't like to make things difficult for others. You just need to tell me some questions and answer some of my doubts. Maybe when I'm in a good mood, I'll spare your life."

Chuhe's face softened, as if I was easy to talk to.

"Brother, what do you want to know? As long as I know, I can tell you. We are all of the same race, so there is no need to be so stiff."

Upon hearing that there was room for relaxation, Lan Jian immediately apologized with a smile.

"Okay, then let me ask you, who are you guys and what are you doing here? Where is this place?"

"Brother, don't you know?"

Snapped!
A few more front teeth were knocked out with a slap.

"I'm asking you, not you asking me!"

"Hiss... well, well, I don't talk too much, I don't talk too much." Lan Jian pointed to his cheeks that were about to be slapped, and said quickly: "We are the arrogance of the Yanghu lineage. , mainly to explore the Lanyue Xianzong here..."

Yanghu lineage?Heavenly Palace Secret Realm?Lanyue Xianzong?
When these words appeared, the mist in Chuhe's mind dissipated immediately, and he felt a transparent feeling of seeing the light through the clouds and mists.

He finally understood where he was, and also understood why these Yanghu Ascending Immortals were rushing up desperately.

He accidentally teleported to the secret realm of the Heavenly Official, counting the time, it seemed that it was indeed time to open it, but his luck was so bad that he teleported directly to the opponent's territory.

Fortunately, fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and they were sent to the most central place, and all the treasures of Lan Yuezong were searched.Thinking of this, Chuhe decided to go to the underground space later and search again fiercely. The land was demolished, and they couldn't find any treasures.

Chuhe then asked several other questions. Lan Jian still knew everything, and answered Chuhe everything he could know.

In his opinion, although there are quite a lot of rifts within the Shengxian clan, they are still united in general. If they cooperate as much as he does, the other party will probably spare their lives.

After I go out, I must tell Maizi about this, so that this guy of unknown origin can suffer.

Just as he was thinking, Chuhe's eyes fixed on him inexplicably: "I will make you a request at last. As long as you can meet my request, I will let you leave here. How about it?"

"any request?"

Lan Jian didn't know why.

"Can you donate some blood to me?"

"This...Brother, you don't just give me blood, just in case you use it for something...Of course, I don't doubt you, I mainly want to know what you are doing with my blood..."

"What are you doing, of course it's you."

Chuhe chuckled, revealing his original appearance.

Lan Jian's face was dull and suddenly changed.

"you are human……"

Bang!
"what--"

When a cloud of thunder exploded in the sky, the screams were fleeting.

"Ding dong! Absorb immortal energy, energy +58!"

Chuhe burned the blood flame with one hand and controlled the broken corpse. After a little bit of burning, a few drops of blood with golden threads were left behind.

"There is so much energy, is it because of Tianjiao?"

Observing the extra energy, Chuhe speculated that it was attributed to the strength of his own ability, which affects the level of energy produced after death.

After dealing with all this, his eyes flickered slightly, and a somewhat risky but rewarding plan appeared in his mind.

After finishing everything, Chuhe returned to the underground ruins again, using his keen sense of smell, all the valuable things were collected, including a large number of books of Shengxian clan.

Chuhe didn't give up until the whole piece of void worm skin was full and the several square purses were full.

He roughly counted, and there is still a third of the area that has not been fully explored, and some portals that require the immortal energy of the Ascension Clan to open cannot be explored, so they have been put on hold.

Now it is impossible to fully explore the entire underground ruins, it will take a lot of time, and Chuhe's plan is about to fail, so in desperation, he can only give up temporarily.

He returned the same way again, came to the barrier, stretched out his hand to feel the fluctuation of the big formation, and found that it was several percent weaker than before.

Self-awareness diffuses outwards, spreads all over the surroundings, looking for the eyes of the formation outside, and the dispersed formation-breaking team tends to gather.

He hurriedly used the Xuandan Transformation Technique, using Lan Jian's blood essence, to imitate his breath and appearance, and then punched the shattered barrier, quietly walked out of the peak, and headed towards the assembled team.

Before they reached the gathering place, there was a bang, and a crack on the mountainside suddenly exploded, and densely packed strange creatures gushed out like an ant nest, rushing towards the top of the mountain with strange screams.

"dead body?"

Looking carefully, those creatures have the appearance of blood beasts, human figures, and all kinds of big guys with strange shapes like war fortresses.

But one thing is the same, that is, no matter how strong or weak these creatures are, without exception, they all have a spiritual source seal between their eyebrows.

"What's the matter? Aren't the Immortal Clan generally in human form? Why do the blood beasts now have these in the center of their eyebrows?"

Taking a step forward, Chuhe came to the top of this group of strange creatures running wildly. In the void, he stretched out his big hand with aura, and picked up a single dead creature and brought it to him for inspection.

The dead bodies running wildly on the ground like a hurricane did not notice Chuhe in the void, they were still running with their heads buried, rushing towards the team that broke the formation.

"Squeak..."

Looking at the dead body in front of him who was bound by Gang Qi and struggling endlessly.

But looking at it, Chuhe's face gradually became serious.

He could see that the dead body was densely covered with all kinds of complicated spirit patterns, which were not born innately, but made up the day after tomorrow, and the breath of time was extremely strong, obviously it was not created in modern times.

But, who made this thing?

According to Chuhe's understanding, the Immortal Clan is a race created by the union of humans and gods. However, they did not admit it later, and always believed that they were an independent race with blood called immortals.

However, the intricate transformation in the blood beast in front of him seems to be very similar to the meridians of the Shengxian clan that circulate the immortal energy, not to mention 100% alike, at least [-]% the same.

Was the Immortal Clan accidentally born, or man-made?

A seed of doubt was left in Chuhe's heart.

After some observation, except for the chaotic consciousness and killing intent, Chuhe didn't get any useful information from this dead body.

His heart was suddenly dull, and the thought suddenly became violent, and he crushed it into powder in an instant. He glanced at the brighter and brighter lights on the mountainside, as well as the faint dangerous aura emanating from it.

Chuhe shook his head, and just about to leave, a reminder sounded in his mind: "Absorb immortal energy, energy +40..."

what's the situation?
Chuhe was stunned for a moment. He didn't feel the immortal aura of the Shengxian clan on the vicious dog just now. How did this energy come from?

Confused in his heart, he quickly caught up with the army of dead corpses running wildly, caught another corpse, squeezed it hard, but there was no response for a long time.

"What's going on, is this random?"

Chu He was half happy and half worried, and he was very puzzled.

This question didn't bother him for long, and he continued to return to the formation breaking team, preparing to start his own plan.

"Lan Jian, have you found the eye?"

The leader was a middle-aged man who was over half a century old. When he saw Chu He who had come late, he thought that the other party had found an eye.

But who knows, Chuhe shook his head silently, which made his face sink.

"You didn't find it, and you have been dawdling for so long?"

"I... I encountered two dead bodies and almost died."

After putting on a show, Chuhe said twice.

"Hmph, return to the team first, after temporarily resisting this wave of dead bodies, we will not be able to open this large formation in a short time."

Xuan Ming lost his temper when he heard about the dead body.

Chuhe stood silently at the back of the team, secretly looked at everyone, and found that all of them were geniuses with outstanding formation skills.

There are only about 20 people in total.

"Lan Jian, what dead body did you encounter?"

Before standing for a long time, a formation mage who seemed to be quite familiar with Lan Jian suddenly came over and asked Chuhe quietly.

"I……"

Chuhe didn't have Lan Jian's memory, and knew that if he said too much, there would be flaws, just when he didn't know what to do.

Bang bang bang!
In the distance, the army of dead bodies, like ants and locusts, emerged from their pupae.

"Everyone, form formation!!"

Xuan Ming, who was the leader, shouted sharply.

Everyone stopped talking immediately, their ten fingers frantically changed their seals like flying butterflies, and murderous battle formations came out from under their feet, connecting with each other, and their killing intent rose rapidly.

Chu He, who was at the end, also pretended to form a big formation. He looked at the group in front of him who were defenseless and left their backs to him, licked his lips, his heart was hardened, and his eyes spat out blood.

(End of this chapter)