I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 171 The Road to the Underworld, Palming the Underworld

Pan Daxi has a strong back and a strong back, and looks very majestic, but people close to him know that he is just naive.

Sister Pan was lying on his back, curiously looking for food. The two brothers and sisters shared a share of three souls and seven souls, each with its own flaws.

As for the eldest sister, the whole operation was played with soy sauce, because in her eyes, ghosts are also divided into good and bad, and killing ghosts indiscriminately is not allowed just like killing people indiscriminately.

At this moment, he was holding a big scroll and standing aside in a daze, like a mascot.

These two door gods don't look very smart. Are they really the key to breaking the game?

"Yes or no, you will know after trying it."

"You want to try?"

Tie Mian deeply admired Cao An's bravery. When he thought about the arrow just now, he was still frightened. How dare Cao An try it?

After a quarter of an hour of continuous voice transmission and six full warnings, the confused senior sister finally understood the plan. Cao An was finally going to fight back.

Saying goodbye to the six doors, Cao An once again embarked on a journey to find the entrance to the cave.

According to his estimation, Qiao Yundong's execution of the plan should be related to the cave that the prince and the others entered. If they could find it, there should be something to gain.

Of course, before dealing with Qiao Yundong, Cao An had to deal with his own affairs first.

According to past experience, every time an innocent soul appears and wreaks havoc, it will be accompanied by a storm filled with yellow sand. No one knows when it will blow.

Cao An's luck was pretty good, or maybe he was being watched all the time. Only a quarter of an hour after he started on the road, the storm struck again.

Huhu~
  The sky was full of yellow sand, blocking out the sun, and his heart palpitations rose again, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him from the depths of the invisible fog, ready to turn into poisonous snakes and bite him at any time.

Cao An looked at the people behind him.

Pan Daxi understood, nodded and left, taking his sister to kill ghosts.

The senior sister didn't understand and still looked at him blankly...

"Go~"

"Oh! Do you want me to do something? I asked you why you keep staring at me. If you have anything to say, please speak."

Is there really no problem with this silly girl? Cao An always felt that this tried method was a little unreliable.

Tie Mian followed Cao An's instructions and followed several people.

At this moment, only Sanyang was left beside Cao An.

"I'm talking about Monk Sanyang, I haven't seen you use your full strength since you were promoted to the second rank. Is it really okay this time?"

"Amitabha, don't worry, Cao An. With me here, I can definitely save your life."

After sending away the two guardian gods, Cao An chose to let Sanyang protect the law, with the intention of giving the murderer a chance to take action and form a counterattack.

It's adventurous, but also very direct.

The two of them were chatting without a word, seemingly very casually, but every one of their strings was tightened, and all they had to do now was wait.

The game between masters begins in an instant, and the enemy hiding in the dark cannot bear it any longer, and the result will be a disastrous defeat.

thump~
  It was as if a loud bell was ringing in his ears, and in his mind, the [Lingxi Jue] issued a warning, causing Cao An's spirit to instantly enter a fighting state.

"Behind me!" Cao An turned around without hesitation, and used the [Bafang Hidden Sword Style] to strike first and come back first.

The assassin seemed to have a chance of winning, and he shot an arrow at Cao An against the iron-faced crossbow.

boom!
  The terrifying power of the crossbow arrows could not be stopped by Iron Face, and neither could Cao An.

The sword energy was instantly pierced by the arrow, and an unrivaled force pressed towards Cao An.

Fortunately, the senior sister did not let go of the chain at the critical moment. The large scroll that had been prepared was suddenly opened, and countless innocent souls poured out, intercepting and washing over the arrows.

In just a moment, the arrow was shot down.

"How is this possible!" Tie Mian saw the sneak attack and also saw the big sister's breaking move.

In terms of combat power alone, he is definitely no worse than this female disciple of Si Tianjian, but why can she neutralize the attack in an instant? Destroy and injure others with your own sword?
  No one answered him, for the battle had begun.

Believing that the eldest sister could block the attack, Cao An flicked his backhand and used the [Flying Claw], heading straight into the deserted yellow sand.

Just because you can't see the enemy doesn't mean you can't attack.

The induction of [Lingxi Jue] allowed Cao An to capture the opponent's traces. Even if it was just for a moment, it was enough for the flying claw to lock and launch.

The claws disappeared into the wind and sand without any reason, leaving only a steel cable hanging in the air.

"You're hiding well! Come out!" Cao An pulled hard, and a rickety man was dragged out in the wind and sand.

He was naked to the waist, with dense incantations painted on his skin, looking like a ghost and a human being.

The assassin has been caught!
  Seeing the opportunity, everyone rushed over.

Naturally, the rickety man would not surrender without mercy. He spoke a voice that sounded like a ghost language, and countless ghost figures suddenly appeared around him.

Thousands of ghost figures, all with only their heads left, trailing black air at their tails, rushing towards them like a wave.

"Hmph! A little trick!"

Without outsiders, Monk Sanyang finally showed his power.

I saw him tearing off the clothes on his body, and a black dragon pattern emerged ferociously on his skin. If the guess is correct, this should be the product of the fusion of the evil spirit and the remnant soul of the dragon vein after the death of the late emperor.

No wonder Sanyang has always been afraid to use it in front of others. The dragon is a symbol of the royal family. If you show your holiness in front of others, you will not be remembered by the emperor.

But now, Sanyang no longer has to hide.

With a wave of his right hand, the black dragon tattoo turned into reality, like a mighty dragon descending into the world, rushing straight towards the enemy in a ghostly wave.

boom! !

The collision between the black dragon and the ghost shadow caused a terrifying shock. The green vegetation on the surrounding hillsides was flattened, and the wind and sand stopped instantly under the blow.

The strength of the rickety man was naturally inferior to that of Sanyang. He was blown away several meters away by the blow and fell to the ground vomiting black blood.

Ying Huorong was also unceremonious, and withstood the aftermath of the conflict, burning flames soared into the sky and fell.

Cao An's sword energy was also attacked without hesitation. No one else would be able to escape safely under the combined attack of the two.

But this rickety man did it.

Looking at the flying claws locked on his wrist, the man gritted his teeth and tore off the entire arm with force.

A large amount of black blood spurted out, and the man chanted the ghost language again in pain. The spell on his body was activated by the black blood, and a stream of yellow sand rose up again, wrapping his whole body and disappearing.

Boom!

Both moves failed, leaving deep marks on the ground.

"Where did he go?" Ying Huorong had never seen such a weird thing before.

The man was half injured and lying on the ground. If it was just a matter of defense, how could he disappear as soon as the yellow sand rolled in? Could it be Earth Escape Technique?

When Cao An saw this, he gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

This man was so ruthless. He made the decision to break off his arm and escape in an instant. Without the flying claws, he couldn't even capture the opponent's position.

How to do?
  "I, come." The difficult words came from my ears.

Sister Pan took action.

The cute tiger teeth bit the bamboo tube in his mouth into pieces, and his momentum surged wildly. He turned his right hand into a fist and smashed it into the empty place fiercely.

The fist stopped in mid-air, as if it hit a wall.

Soon, traces of cracks appeared, accompanied by twisted movements, like a vortex, opening a hidden passage in front of them.

Cao An looked at Sister Pan in surprise: "You know how to open the channel? Then why didn't you tell me before?"

"Huh?" Sister Pan tilted her head, and she obediently took out a new bamboo tube and bit it in her mouth, as if to say: You filled my mouth with this big thing, what should I say?
  "Okay, I'll give you something else to suck on next time. Sanyang, you stay with Tie Mian to take care of it, and we'll go in and have a look."

Without any further hesitation, Cao An waved his hand at Ying Huorong. The reckless man jumped in without hesitation, and everyone followed suit.

Huangsha led everyone back and forth, and the wails of ghosts kept coming from beside them, as if they had fallen into a cave underground.

When they stopped, the world around them became dim and hazy, and the rancid smell of blood assaulted their nostrils.

Deep in the cave, the sound of conversation gradually sounded.

"Brother, are you back? Why are you injured so badly?"

"Ahem! Hurry, run away."

Are we in the enemy's lair? Everyone hurriedly caught up, but the scene they saw made Cao An and the others feel stagnant.

There was no darkness or mystery as imagined. What we saw at this moment was just a group of sick people hugging each other for warmth.

Seeing Cao An and others following them, they all held their weapons and wanted to fight the enemy. Unfortunately, their postures, which were so nervous that they were trembling, were a bit crude.

"These people look so weak." Ying Huorong curled her lips. The fighting spirit she had been full of just disappeared in an instant. She didn't like to bully the weak.

Looking at these people, they are either seriously ill and rickets, or there are some teenagers who really have no desire to fight.

Cao An sighed: "Indeed, without the help of ghosts, their strength is not even as good as ordinary warriors, they are just pitiful people!"

Thinking about it, Cao An threw out a pill: "His hand is broken and must be treated immediately. Taking this pill first will save his life."

They were enemies outside, but when they got here, Cao An was willing to help. His strange behavior puzzled everyone.

But no one objected. They knew that Cao An would give a perfect explanation.

I saw Sister Pan walking quietly over and sniffing with her nose, her eyes full of doubts and confusion.

Cao An's heart felt a little heavy, and he murmured softly: "Does it feel familiar? Yes, they are all victims of that experiment just like you."

Pan Daxi's heart trembled: "Back then, my sister and I were used as weapons to refine and suffered a lot of torture. Could it be that these people were also the original ones..."

"Yes, don't the spells on them feel familiar to you? They also suffered from inhumane refining. It's just that you were lucky enough to escape and be rescued by the Tsing Yi Department.

“But these people were not spared, and were tortured in the dungeon, becoming what they are today, neither humans nor ghosts.

"Huangquan Dao, palm Huangquan. There is no doubt that the weapon those people wanted to develop was successful.

"This may be the reason why Emperor Wan Jing threatened to fight against the Taoist sect ten years ago."

(End of this chapter)