Chapter 161 Broken Stele(1/2)
"Retreat..." In an instant, countless thoughts had already turned into Lin Yongcang's mind.
There are attacks everywhere, including the underground. It is not very possible to avoid Lu Yun and the attacks of those war corpses without any harm.
After Lin Yongcang's calculations, the direction of his sudden retreat was at most that he would be fisted on his back.
With his physical strength, he could barely bear this injury.
It’s a pity that although he has a good plan, the facts can’t be as satisfactory as possible!
He punched the corpse on his back. Before his fist had fallen, he had suddenly changed his move. He hugged his waist with a bear hug in both hands, like an iron lock.
"Damn it!" Lin Yongcang's expression changed drastically. He elbowed out and landed directly on the battle corpse.
If it were a normal person, even if he was not dead, he would definitely be seriously injured if he was not killed.
But now, even if a hole was blasted out of his back, he still remained motionless even if he was knocked out of his back.
With such a little time to delay, the other twelve battle corpses have all fallen.
"Boom boom boom boom boom..." At this moment, Lin Yongcang himself didn't know how many punches he had been hit.
"Lin Yongcang, weren't you arrogant before? Why did you want to cut off my hands and feet?"
"Since you like to kill people so much, come on, I will help you!"
Lu Yun, who was hiding in the earth, exploded on the ground and rushed out at this moment.
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, the precious sword in his hand coagulated blood several times.
"Puchi..." A few sounds, blood splattered everywhere, and Lin Yongcang's limbs were all cut to the ground by him.
"Lu Yun, if you dare to touch me, our Lin family will never let you go!"
Lin Yongcang, who was dying and had already vented more and had less breath, stared at Lu Yun. If his eyes could kill people, Lu Yun would probably have been smashed into pieces by him at this moment.
"You Lin family won't let me go?"
Lu Yun laughed and said, "You have dealt with me again and again. If I hadn't had some strength, I would have been killed long ago!"
"A good person is bullied, and a good horse is ridden. I have tolerated it blindly, but what I have gained is your worsening. Do you think I will continue to let your Lin family shit on my head?"
"Don't worry, I believe that in a few days, the Lin family you mentioned will be with you immediately!"
After the words came, Lu Yun stabbed another time, and Lin Yongcang's big head had already flew up.
The treasure knife coagulated blood and put it in the scabbard again, and put it into the clothes on his body. Lu Yun swept around.
He was quite satisfied with the power of the war corpse.
One-on-one battle corpse can compete with the eighth level of the physical body. If there are seven or eight battle corpses joining forces, it will be difficult to get even if it faces the nineth level of the physical body's divine transformation realm!
To talk about the disadvantage, it is that when refining the battle corpse, it consumes a little more. After the battle corpse is successfully refined, its strength cannot be further increased.
This time, thirteen of the battle corpses refined by Lu Yun successfully transformed.
This success probability can be said to be very amazing. Perhaps it is because the corpses he used to refine the war corpses are warriors themselves. Their bodies have undergone tempering and are countless times stronger than ordinary corpses.
The eight people in Lin Yongcang and others, who are the lowest in power, are all at the level of divine power.
If their bodies are used to refine the battle corpses, the chance of success is even higher if they are not done well.
But after thinking about it, Lu Yun gave up this tempting idea.
After all, it takes him too much time and energy to refine the battle corpse. For now, the thirteen battle corpses in his hand are enough for him!
After cleaning up the battlefield, the silver notes searched for Lin Yongcang and others were as much as tens of thousands of taels of silver, but Lu Yun did not find any other valuable things except the silver notes.
"Yan Xin should be able to sense what happened to me in danger, but she has never seen her come to help me. Could it be that something happened to her?"
After packing the banknotes, Lu Yun thought silently.
He closed his eyes and meditated, sensing the situation on Yan Xin's side.
With the inductive connection between the two, he could not sense the specific situation, so he could only determine Yan Xin's general location and her still remain intact.
With a wave of his hand, he led his subordinates to walk quickly beyond the valley.
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Outside Qingfeng City, southwest, there is a huge ruin.
The walls are broken and broken, and broken bricks and tiles can be seen everywhere.
Although it was midnight at this moment, there were still many figures, appearing and looming on the ruins.
This ruined land has existed for many years.
When we first discovered this place, the big families and forces in Qingfeng City had more or less had the idea of this place to see if we could discover any valuable treasures from it!
At the beginning, some people were lucky.
Some of the secrets of martial arts, magic weapons, and magical weapons have appeared in this ruin.
As time passed, the entire ruins were tossed and turned countless times, and it was very rare for people to come here to try their luck.
However, there are rumors that some day ago, after the Red Clothing Gang dug out a lot of treasures in the ruins, more people here became more and more.
"Miss Four, come and take a look. A broken monument was dug out here!" A strong man shouted in a huge pit that was 20 or 30 meters deep.
He threw the shovel in his hand to the side, and half knelt on the ground, carefully cleaning the surface of the monument that had been exposed in front of him.
This man belongs to the Red Clothing Gang.
The four ladies he mentioned were Yan Pianpian, the fourth adopted daughter of their gang leader Yan Hongyi.
In order to get the cultivation method that can enter the realm of magical powers, Yan Hongyi could do the work of stealing the secret techniques of the Red Blood Sect. She naturally would not let go of this ruin that had been unearthed in the cultivation method.
In this ruins, the people from the Red Clothing Gang had been staying for several months.
The ruins that have been plundered countless times and continued to search from all directions is useless. The Red Clothing Help these people here, they circled a piece of land in the middle of the ruins, and digged down the ground.
After digging to the current 20 to 30 meters deep, they have gained more or less.
Tormented weapons or materials may be valuable to ordinary people, but for their Red Clothing Gang, this gain is nothing!
However, in the eyes of others, they don’t think so at all!
I saw the Red Clothing Gang digging here for several months and was still persisting in digging. There were more than a dozen or twenty forces in Qingfeng City, and they had joined the ranks of excavating this ruins.
They also followed suit, occupying a piece of land and digging downwards.
"Remained Monument..." Yan Pianpian floated up, and she walked to the vicinity of the big man in a lotus step.
Most of the broken monument in front of the great man had been cleared out at this moment.
Although the surface of the monument is in ruins, the ancient seal scripts on it are barely able to distinguish them clearly under the hazy moonlight.
"Yinxu...no mercy..." Only half of the remaining remains of the remains of the monument, and the ancient seal on the monument is obviously incomplete.
Yan Pianpian couldn't figure out what it meant just by recognizing these four words.
"Miss Four, this broken monument is strange, hurry up and retreat..." At this moment, the big man who was cleaning the broken monument suddenly changed his expression.
He roared like thunder and shouted at Yan Pianpian.
His palm fell on the broken monument, and the man seemed to be stuck. While he roared, his strong body was losing weight quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With just a breath, the spirit of this great man seemed to have been completely swallowed by the broken monument. He had turned into a mummy and fell under the broken monument.
"What the hell is this?" Yan Pianpian retreated repeatedly, looking at her subordinate who turned into a mummy under her nose. Her expression was already extremely difficult to see.
In this huge pit, more than a dozen people from the Red Clothing Gang who had been busy all had stopped their movements and gathered around Yan Pianpian.
It was not just them, but other forces that were digging the ruins nearby rushed over as soon as they noticed the movements here.
"A broken stone tablet can actually suck such a living person into a mummy. This thing is definitely a big weird thing!"
"Miss Pianpian, do you need help? They are both in the western district of Qingfeng City. You and I should be together. As long as you speak and can help, I, Mr. Song, will never refuse!"
"That's right, Miss Pianpian, everyone is their own people, you don't have to be polite to us!"
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Everyone spoke one after another and volunteered to Yan Pianpian.
Each of them digs their own pits and on weekdays, these forces who are looking for opportunities in the ruins are all right and water that is not invaded by the river.
At this moment, they are so proactive. Whether they are kind-hearted to help or have other intentions, they are the only ones who know!
"Everyone, we can solve the matter here by helping ourselves with Hongyi, so we don't have to worry about you!" Yan Pianpian looked at the nearby people coldly, and he declined.
Although the broken stone tablet is dangerous, it has also proved the extraordinaryness of this thing.
If there are enough interests, brothers can turn against this. These guys who speak nicely and say they are kind-hearted helpers, and their purpose is nothing more than to get a share of the pie.
"Nothing is troublesome or not. I always feel that helping others is the foundation of happiness and helping you, this is my greatest honor!"
The one who started talking at this moment was Song Yu of Zhenfeng Boxing Hall.
Some people had thin skin. After hearing Yan Pianpian's polite refusal, they chose to watch the wall and did not take any further action.
However, some people had thick skin as thick as a city wall. They jumped down and fell into the huge pit. Song Yu was just one of these people.
"Even Miss Pianpian's subordinates dare to kill directly. This stone tablet is extremely evil. Qiao Qian, come over and capture the stone tablet!" As if she was about to vent her anger for Yan Pianpian, Song Yu waved her hand and ordered a thin man beside her.
To be continued...