"Hiss......"

The last person suddenly turned pale, turned his head without hesitation, and even took advantage of the previous stabbing momentum to volley a pigeon and sweep away into the distance.

The master of the second grade, if he wants to leave, even if he is the top of the first grade, he may not be able to stop him if he does not have a subtle body method.

But Lu Chuan killed two masters in a row, and his own strength was also a little out of touch, and when he breathed a sigh of relief, that person was already dozens of feet away, and he couldn't catch up at all.

"Humph!"

Lu Chuan's eyes flashed with coldness, he held his breath and concentrated, suddenly took a step forward, and shook his hand.

Shout!

The coiling dragon stick was like an arrow off the string, even three points faster than the arrow, and it instantly spanned dozens of zhang, and it reached the back of the man.

"What?"

The man noticed a strange noise behind him, and subconsciously looked back, and couldn't help but be terrified, and hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

When!

In the piercing roar of gold and iron, sparks burst out, blood mist sprayed, and the master of the inner qi realm on the second-grade was actually vomiting blood and flying upside down by this blow.

Even so, he did not die, and even after getting up, he still had the strength to continue to run wildly.

But after this resistance, its speed has dropped significantly, and it is even more retired, and it does not even have the confidence to fight to the death.

Sou!

Hunting in clothes, Lu Chuan's body was like electricity, tossing and turning, galloping, after more than ten breaths, he caught up with this person, and knocked him to the ground with three punches and two feet.

"I see!"

Looking at the iron-masked man who vomited blood, Lu Chuan casually uncovered the other party's mask and said coldly, "The cultivation spawned by external objects has caused the foundation to be unstable, and you have an empty body of cultivation, but you don't have the same strength as a martial artist of the same level!"

"Hmph, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

The Man in the Iron Mask turned his head and cursed viciously, "Don't think that if you kill us, you can do anything, you don't want to leave Feiyunpu alive!"

Smack!

Before the words fell, he was critically injured, and he was pointed by Lu Chuan, and he was even pinched open and fed a fishy sweet pill.

"You...... What kind of pill did you take?"

The Man in the Iron Mask suddenly changed color.

"Hmph, there was also a person before who broke his heart and died!"

Lu Chuan was cold, looking at the iron-masked man whose face was gradually distorted and his whole body began to twitch, he actually slowly squatted down, as if admiring a stunning work, and said, "I want to see how long you can last!"

"Don't you think about it...... Ahh

Before the Man in the Iron Mask could finish his sentence, he screamed.

It's just that the screams seem to be blocked in the throat, and the whole body is itchy and stinging, and there are more weird blue-gray lines around the body.

What's especially terrifying is that if you look closely, you can see Gu worms as thin as cow's hair wriggling and studying on the body surface where those lines pass.

"Huh!"

Lu Chuan waited for the tea, and casually put a little on the neck of the iron-masked man.

"You...... You don't want to die!"

The Man in the Iron Mask cursed.

Soon, he was once again selected into endless torment.

After a short half a moment, the man in the iron mask was curled up in a ball, sweating through his clothes, and he was already rolling his eyes in a trembling way.

"It seems that the person you count on will not be able to reach it for a while!"

Lu Chuan nodded indifferently at the man in the iron mask, and said in a cold voice, "Now, it's time to tell me, how did you find me?"

"You...... I ......"

The man in the iron mask gradually came back to his senses, despair appeared in his eyes, and after a while, he said dejectedly, "I said. ”

In a matter of moments, the Man in the Iron Mask told everything he knew.

As Lu Chuan expected, after he entered the Feiyunpu Fog Area and obtained the bell copper ball, the reason why he was able to be locked was precisely because of the spices in it.

This spice can make those specially cultivated blood snakes hidden deep in the swamp soil of Feiyunpu distinguish themselves from intruders.

Similarly, if an intruder uses this spice to avoid surveillance, the person in the fog will drop another drug, causing the blood snake to locate the intruder again.

"Blood snake?"

Lu Chuan frowned and pondered for a while, his eyes swept over the puddle that bubbled from time to time, and said coldly, "What do these blood loaches eat to grow?"

It turned out that the so-called blood snake was a loach.

Unlike ordinary loaches, these loaches, known as blood snakes by people in the fog area, are much smaller, only one-third the size of chopsticks, and have a brownish red body.

If you don't look closely, you can't even find it, and you can confuse it with mud.

Lu Chuan had noticed the existence of these little things for a long time, but he didn't take them to heart, first, he didn't notice the abnormality, and second, the Scorpion Emperor didn't notice anything.

"People ......"

The Man in the Iron Mask shuddered and bowed his head.

He knew that he couldn't hide it, and of course he hoped that Lu Chuan's blood would go up and rush into the deepest part of the fog area.

In this way, the secrets of this place can be hidden.

In its understanding and knowledge, no one, not even the best of the best, could not come out of it alive.

"Humph!"

Lu Chuan snorted coldly and asked, "Then what method did you use to make the blood snake distinguish between an intruder and your own?"

"It's useless!"

The man in the iron mask shook his head weakly, laughing with madness, and said hideously, "It's useless, as long as someone breaks into it, as long as the people inside can't get accurate information, they will keep changing the bait to confirm their identity."

They now know that you killed the three of us, next time ...... It is...... It's your time of death!"

"Humph!"

Lu Chuan's eyes were cold, and he casually smashed the head of the iron-masked man, and looked into the depths of the dense fog with a calm face.

Click!

After getting acquainted, the knife and stick are one, and the chopping knife that is two ends higher than the person once again reveals its domineering and hideous side.

Since the Dragon Yin Knife was cast, Lu Ta instructed him to start with the method of gathering fame and momentum, and arranged nine targets, except for Liu Tingsheng, the other six people have all been killed by this knife.

Jingle bells!

The crisp sound of the bell pierced through the thick fog, but it was like a soul bell in the underworld of hell, releasing boundless chill, and the blood groove on the knife body seemed to come to life, flickering and writhing.

It's like a blood dragon that has been sleeping for eternity, suddenly waking up and ready to eat!

"Since you can't avoid it, let's kill it!"

Lu Chuan took a deep breath, feeling the throbbing in his blood, and there was a bloodthirsty luster in his eyes, and he was a little crazy, and rushed straight into the mist.

He knew that this trip was extremely dangerous, and it could even be far more dangerous than the previous six combined.

But not to mention the adventurous spirit hidden in his bones, which had instigated him to live to death again and again, his intuition at this time made him have an inexplicable impulse to go into the depths of the fog to find out.

It's as if there's something there that has always attracted him.

Creak!

The closer he got to the depths of the dense fog, the more restless the Scorpion Emperor became, and he was a little excited like Lu Chuan, as if he couldn't wait to rush in—to feast.

Yes, the Scorpion Emperor's keen instincts have sensed that there is something extremely important to it inside.

The reason why Lu Chuan is so impulsive is also because of this.

The two are connected by blood, although the Scorpion Emperor can not influence his will, but it can also affect it slightly, coupled with the adventurous spirit in his own bones, so that he can abandon all his worries and take this risk.

Even forgetting the real purpose of the trip, he also left his previous plans behind.

Of course, except for himself, no one could really influence Lu Chuan's decision.

What's more, the trip was not without life.

If He Jin really had the ability to infinitely manufacture a master of the three grades, he would have been invincible in the world a long time ago, and he would not have been hiding and hiding.

Lu Chuan didn't believe it either, after spending so much effort and feet, Luta asked him to come to the door, just to send him to death.

Soon, there were masters in the mist, following the trail.

"Kill!"

In the rush and killing, Lu Chuan fought bloodily, and the more he fought, the more brave he became, and he didn't know how many enemies he killed.

From sporadic second-grade martial artists, leading crossbowmen to besiege, to third-grade martial artists cooperating with second-grade martial artists to form a formation to besiege and kill, and then to the current second-grade strong people to surround it.

Jingle bells!

The bell vibrated again and again, and the howling wind became more and more arrogant, taking away one or more lives.

These people, without exception, are all controlled by Gu worms, and their internal qi cultivation is unstable, and there are traces of thinking that control is born.

Although there are a large number of people, and the strength is indeed not to be underestimated, Lu Chuan has almost no shortcomings.

There is Jiaoyuan armor to defend against it, and there is a dragon sword to attack, which is invulnerable to poison and invulnerability, and is very good at hunting and sneak attacks, making the various means of the fog guards almost a burden.

With the power of the guards in the mist, Mo is a second-grade martial artist, even if it is a real first-grade, there is no return.

But on the contrary, he couldn't help Lu Chuan, a mid-second-grade martial artist.

At this time, Lu Chuan, after bloody battles, tempering again and again, and baptism of blood strength again and again, there is already a tendency to break through to the second grade.

It's just that the previous interception outside Akaba Peak was too seriously injured.

Even if it is recuperated by Lady Crane's secret technique, it can only be recovered, and the foundation has been affected in the end, and it is impossible to use the secret technique to stimulate the potential as much as before, which also makes it several times more difficult to break through.

If it weren't for Lu Chuan's extraordinary qualifications, his heart as strong as iron, and the support of his courageous spirit, I am afraid that it would be difficult to make a breakthrough in this life.

And now, these enemies are like a hammer, and every heavy blow is like the general intent in "A Thousand Hearts".

Thousands of people add to the body, thousands of refining hearts, and real gold appears!

This is the book "A Thousand Absolute Exercises", which integrates internal and external training, and points to the essence of the innate realm exercises.

Similarly, it was also included in Lu Chuan's mixed yuan golden body!

Rumble!

After another charge, Lu Chuan stepped over expressionlessly, countless stumps and broken arms, and went straight to a low mountain and stone forest.

The bloody smell came to his face, which was disgusting, and even if he was as determined as Lu Chuan, he couldn't help frowning.

Until he entered one of the caves, no one stopped him, and it seemed that he was deliberately letting him in.

Lu Chuan knew that the enemy was also planning to lead him to the deepest part and carry out a lore game.

Dada!

As he went deeper, Lu Chuan felt the touch of the mechanism in the tunnel behind him, and even felt the gloomy air flow inside, and even heard countless looming wails of despair.

Until, after going deeper, I don't know how much, I came to an empty cave.

Lu Chuan's face was pale, and the cold light in his eyes burst out, and for the first time, he gave birth to a decisive killing intent that was not for himself!

Hell and hell are better than this!