"It's ......"

Lu Chuan's pupils shrank, his heart was shocked, a memory that he didn't want to think of appeared in his mind, and his body involuntarily walked forward.

Creak!

The Scorpion Emperor jumped in his cuffs, constantly issuing a low warning and a rapid sharp roar, but he still couldn't wake up Lu Chuan, who seemed to have lost his mind.

As a last resort, the Scorpion Emperor finally bit Lu Chuan's wrist vein.

"Shhh

Lu Chuan gasped and suddenly came back to his senses, and while the spirit of the spirit shuddered, he staggered back a few steps unsteadily, and his face was full of horror.

With the strength of his physical body, the Scorpion Emperor's teeth can be easily broken, especially when the pulse gate is attacked, the pain is unbearable.

But what made him really lose his temper was not the pain, but the inexplicable sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute is long and melodious, revealing desolation and majesty, and the atmosphere is magnificent, but when Lu Chuan hears it, it is as if someone has poured a basin of ice water from the top of his head in three or nine days.

Compared with the cold pool before, the cold that froze through the bone marrow, this time it was frozen to the heart.

Sou!

Without hesitation, Lu Chuan turned around directly, exerted his mental technique with all his might, and rushed towards the way he came.

Without it, because this flute is the same flute that can control zombies in the Mustang River a year ago!

Although the tune has changed, Lu Chuan's memory is so amazing that he can make a judgment almost instantly.

In one breath, he ran wildly for dozens of miles before he gasped and stopped.

This is something that would never have happened in the usual way.

With his subtle control of his physical strength, it is enough to minimize the consumption, even if he jumps out of a hundred miles, he will not be tired like this.

But now, he was not only panting like a cow, but he was also covered in cold sweat and his limbs trembling.

"Corpse poison still has an effect on me!"

After half an hour, Lu Chuan lay down against a big tree, looking at his trembling hands, his face was difficult to see.

It's just because, when he heard the flute, he really lost consciousness for a short time.

And, guided by the sound of the flute, we headed towards the cliff.

Lu Chuan had a reason, and even a certainty, that even if he could resist the control of the flute, if the person who played the flute deliberately targeted him, the situation would be very bad.

And the reason for this situation is only the reason for corpse poison.

I think that at the beginning, in order to cultivate the golden body of the hundred poisons, he took the true skill of the five poisons as the foundation, used the corpse poison as the guide, and crossed the essence of the five poisons into the body, and finally reborn after tempering and baptism.

Not only did he create the Mixed Yuan Golden Body in one fell swoop, but he also retained the fundamental secret technique of the Hundred Poison Golden Body - Poison Pill!

In other words, the core of the poison pill is also based on corpse poison.

But he never thought that he had no choice but to fight poison with poison, and did the opposite, and finally solved the problem of corpse poison, but there were still residual side effects.

"The royal family, the Yang family?"

At this moment, Lu Chuan inexplicably felt the urge to stay away from the capital immediately, and didn't care about anything.

The feeling that life and death were in the hands of others, he had sworn that he would never want to go through it again.

But if someone uses the method of controlling zombies to use the method of controlling zombies to use it again, what the consequences will be, Lu Chuan knows it with his knees, and he doesn't even want to think about it.

"Can't go!"

But at the moment when the thought arose, Lu Chuan decisively cut it off, and the body that had not yet bounced up also lay down, looking at his hands expressionlessly and muttering, "I escaped for a while, I can't escape for a lifetime, I have gone through a lot of hardships to get to where I am today, no one wants to control me!"

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Chuan slowly got up, and his faintly trembling body gradually calmed down as usual.

Facing the monsoon of spring and summer, Lu Chuan turned back again and rushed towards the cliff.

However, this time it was not a headlong rush, but after getting close to a certain distance, he stopped and felt silently.

When he came to the position where the Scorpion Emperor felt that something was wrong and refused to advance, Lu Chuan also stood in the dark corner naturally, mobilizing his own perception to the maximum state.

Whining!

The breeze was blowing, and the heat was gradually rising, but the scorpion emperor's restlessness gradually calmed down, because it felt the master's mood, and the ancient well had no waves, like a pool of stagnant water.

It seemed that nothing would affect him.

Although Lu Chuan will not be affected by the life and death of the Scorpion Emperor, the Scorpion Emperor will be affected by his life and death.

Lu Chuan didn't know why the Scorpion Emperor was not affected by the sound of the flute, and he was not ready to continue to investigate, at this time he was devoting himself to the state of perceiving the inexplicable flute.

Maybe it was because it was too far away, or maybe the sound of the flute stopped, and I didn't feel anything unusual.

But the Scorpion Emperor can detect something wrong at this distance, which shows that his perception range is far above Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan was not discouraged by this, and after a little groaning, he advanced five miles again.

This time, he still didn't hear anything, until he was close to a distance of more than ten miles, and a strange sound came from the wind, and the Scorpion Emperor also sent a warning mood fluctuation again.

Lu Chuan walked slowly, feeling the strangeness in the wind, but his face became more and more calm.

"It turns out that this flute sound is not a secret technique of sound skills, but directly transmitted by the wind and directly into the heart!"

Until, approaching about five miles of road, Lu Chuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at the cliff in front of him, which was already faintly within his sight, and walked forward again.

This time, the sound of the flute was clearer, and as he judged, it sounded directly in his mind.

From this, it can be concluded that this particular murmur can only be heard by certain people.

Or rather, only corpse poison in the body, or zombies!

However, Lu Chuan has corpse poison in his body, but the five poison true skills and the method of refining the golden body of a hundred poisons have been refined into the poison pill, although it has the same origin as the corpse poison, but it is also fundamentally different.

In other words, although he was influenced by the flute, he was somehow out of his control.

Otherwise, after hearing the flute before, he would not wake up, but would completely lose control of himself and turn into the walking dead, just like in the wild horse river.

"At the beginning, my cultivation was still low, and I could resist the control of this flute, let alone now!"

Lu Chuan slowly clenched his fists, looked at the cliff not far away, silently endured the intrusion of the flute, stood for most of the hour, and finally resolutely turned away.

Now he is not enough to face the owner of this flute, it is an existence that can face the leader of the Martial Alliance, Chenlong.

Although Chen Long kept his hand back then, he wanted to catch it alive and let the ghost-faced man escape, but not everyone can calmly retreat in front of the top powerhouse.

Back then, he was affected by the sound of the flute, but he was able to get rid of it on his own, mostly because the ghost-faced man controlled too many zombies, and in the face of a top master like Chenlong, he had no time to care about anything else.

So much so that he took advantage of the loophole.

Thinking about it now, the momentary curiosity at that time was really a fluke.

Now that a year has passed, the ghost-faced man of that year, according to the head of Chenlong, is very likely to be a genius among the children of the royal family of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Lu Chuan himself can break several products in a year, and now he can kill the second product.

Although this kind of experience itself is difficult to replicate, the ghost-faced person who was originally a second-grade person, even if it was only a small step forward, was enough to compare to his cultivation this year.

Even bigger!

Facing such an enemy, without any preparation, is not bravery, but looking for death.

Lu Chuan didn't want to die, and he didn't think about whether it made sense to die.

He just wants to live until the moment his life runs out, or he chooses to die.

"Wait, it won't be long before I'll come to you!"

Lu Chuan's face was resolute, and his body was like a ghost, sweeping through the mountains and forests, and soon he was a hundred miles away from the cliff.

All the way back and forth, when he came to the location he reached again in despair, not only was his face not red and his breath was not panting, but his breath was surprisingly well-proportioned.

Obviously, his mind has completely calmed down!

After making up his mind, Lu Chuan stayed away from the cliff, and did not go to the other maps marked on the token.

Vaguely, he had a hunch that the map of Jade Seal Mountain engraved on this token was most likely marked with this cliff in an extremely obscure way.

Although it was a little inexplicable, and he couldn't even find any reason, Lu Chuan was sure that he trusted his instincts.

"Yanwuyuan...... It's getting more and more interesting!"

Many thoughts flashed through Lu Chuan's mind, and he even made slight changes to his future plans.

Of course, by and large, it will not change!

Otherwise, I'm sorry for the lonely souls and wild ghosts who died in the fire in Xiaoliang Fort, as well as the human heads hanging at the gate of Yangshan County.

More because of the hurdle in Lu Chuan's own heart!

Because of the accident of this cliff, Lu Chuan did not deliberately pursue the treasures that might exist in the locations marked on these token maps.

A thousand birds are in the forest, it is better to have a bird in hand.

With his strength, he is enough to stand out in this big test, come out on top, and even rank first.

Among the many rewards of the Martial Arts Academy, the first is naturally the most.

As long as he gets the first reward, Lu Chuan will make the trip worthwhile, so why bother seeking something else?

With such an idea, Lu Chuan, who took action, made the martial artists who came to the depths of Yuxi Mountain pay a heavy price.

Except for a few diehards, or those who speak out, almost all of them have been robbed of ninety percent of the tokens by Lu Chuan.

These people, in addition to retaining their own tokens, were almost picked up by Lu Chuan.

Of course, they should be glad that Lu Chuan didn't do it, because he didn't take the opportunity to extort the exercises.

It wasn't until the ninth day, the penultimate day after the end of the big exam, that Lu Chuan came to the periphery of the true core of Yuxi Mountain, which was also the final location of the assessment of the Yanwu Academy.

At this time, Lu Chuan had a large skin bag half a person tall on his body, and there were fifteen or six hundred tokens in it, which was already more than one-seventh of the number of martial artists in this assessment.

In other words, he almost wiped out all the martial arts except for his own entrance, and also looted the nearby martial arts.

This is also because Lu Chuan let some of them go.

Otherwise, although this number will not be exaggerated, it will also be a significant increase.

If you are ruthless, it is not surprising to approach or even reach two thousand.

"There is actually a second-grade martial artist!"

Lu Chuan squinted, and he couldn't bear to thank him, and dared to be angry, he had just been swept up by him, and Wuzi who left at this time.