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Chapter 156 Nonsense! This is not an escape technique at all! (Please give me monthly votes)

The dark and dense forest was filled with a faint mist.

Perhaps because of the height of the slope, the fog here is much lighter than in other places, so that the field of vision becomes quite clear. Standing on one side of the woods, you can see hundreds of meters away, which is far beyond the foggy area below.

At this moment, near a huge radioactive crater, the heartless man with a chill in his chest and half of his face missing a small part of his head was staring at Ning Yan who was very close to him without blinking.

Although they don't know why there is such a way of passing on the Dharma, they think it is just a process.

After all, in their memory, the skills in that book should be very difficult to learn.

Not to mention that more than half of it is still missing.

Who can practice this?

The two men stared at Ning Yan as if they were staring at a piece of delicious meat that was about to be cooked, swallowing their saliva fiercely.

Ning Yan paid almost no attention to the changes in these two people. His attention was completely focused on the "Netherworld Blood Shield" with a slightly dirty cover in his hand.

Just by looking at the name of the technique, you can tell that this should be a technique related to defense.

He carefully turned the page and saw that the handwriting inside was crooked. He frowned slightly.

It's normal to encounter this situation.

There are many warriors who are actually illiterate, and even if they can read, most of the skills are poorly written and difficult to recognize. Basically, the skills with the best handwriting come from shops like Wanfa Pavilion. For the rest, even if you can get them, you still have to rely on luck to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, my luck was bad this time.

In this book "Blood Shield of the Netherworld", many words are written crookedly and are harder to recognize than a turtle's crawling hand. It is a great achievement if you can recognize three or four words in a line.

This is pure fucking encryption. I guess no one can understand it except the author himself.

But it doesn’t matter, he still has a unique understanding that is one in a million.

With his strong understanding, he can completely fill in the missing parts.

Ning Yan looked through the martial arts manual with great confidence, and soon, all the missing lines were completed in his mind.

By the time he finished reading the remaining half of the book, he already had a complete chapter in his mind.

"Sure enough, this is a rare magical skill!"

"It can actually extract the enemy's blood and condense it into a shield. It can be used for both defense and attack. It can be said to be an all-in-one attack and defense!"

"Although the method is a bit bloody, but when dealing with the enemy, as long as you are strong enough, bloodiness doesn't matter."

Ning Yan was instantly excited to the extreme. Just looking at the effect, this "Netherworld Blood Shield" was even more terrifying than his "Eighteen Turns of Burning Combination". At least "Eighteen Turns of Burning Combination" was not as bloody as it and did not have such a strong deterrent effect.

Once this thing falls on the enemy, it may cause the opponent to have a mental breakdown.

Fortunately, I asked Wang Lang in advance, otherwise where would such a powerful skill come from?
Ning Yan couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his own cleverness.

He looked at the two Wanglangs who were drooling, threw the technique back, and replied confidently:
"I have already understood this technique thoroughly. If you have any questions, you two can ask me. If I give you a wrong answer, you can throw me into the oil pan!"

Seeing how confident he was, the two Wanglangs became a little suspicious for a moment.

Half of the face held the technique and quickly asked:
"Can you tell me how to use this technique?"

Ning Yan raised his head and smiled proudly:
“The so-called Netherworld Blood Shield is to activate the Qi and blood in the opponent’s body when it comes into contact with the human body, and then draw a large amount of Qi and blood from it to form a shield.

The thickness and hardness of the shield depend on the amount of blood and energy extracted from the enemy. Basically, if all the blood and energy of one enemy is drained, the condensed shield should be able to block the full-strength attack of another enemy.

Although the power of this technique does not seem to be particularly strong, it will be a great supplement when used in combat.

As long as I continue to use this technique, I can continuously reduce the enemy's blood and energy, and thus reduce his strength. At the same time, the shield condensed from the blood and energy will continuously increase my defense and further reduce the damage.

In this way, the longer the time drags on, the more advantages my side will accumulate.

In the end, even if the enemy is originally impossible to deal with, this tactic of dragging can wear the opponent out to death.

Not to mention that if this technique is used suddenly and unexpectedly, it might even end the battle early.

This is truly a rare and good technique!"

After hearing Ning Yan's explanation, Duxinyan and Halfface's expressions became more and more confused.

Half-Face scratched his cheek and asked:
"Why do I remember this technique is a form of escape technique?"

"It is indeed a shield technique, there is nothing wrong with it."

Ning Yan spread his hands.

"I remember it was used for escape?"

"If you attack like this, will the enemy not flee?"

Ning Yan asked curiously:

"I would run away too."

"But it not only consumes external objects, but also consumes its own blood and energy, right?"

Half Face said in confusion.

"It's not impossible to consume one's own blood and energy. According to the purpose of the technique itself, there is indeed a method of consuming one's own blood and energy to form a shield.

But you might as well think about it, blood is the source of vital energy, and consuming your own blood means reducing your own vital energy, which means reducing your own strength.

If the enemy is someone you cannot defeat in the first place, what's the point of extracting his blood and energy in exchange for a moment's chance to survive if he will no longer have the strength to resist after one attack?

And even if you really manage to survive that moment, your depleted blood and energy will need to be replenished by taking in a lot of food.

Even if you consumed too much energy at that time and damaged your foundation, you won't be able to replenish it later, which will only affect your future progress in martial arts.

I really don’t like this usage, so I’ll discard it and won’t go into details.”

"Your statement makes sense. It seems we made a mistake."

Half Face said with emotion.

Ning Yan smiled and said:
"This technique is not complete, so it is normal to have misunderstandings."

Half of his face looked at the heartless person standing aside:
"what do you say?"

The heartless man looked Ning Yan up and down and sneered:
"Even if he understands it completely correctly, he still has to be able to use it. If he can't use it, he is still an unqualified guy. If he is unqualified, we can only eat him. As the saying goes, strict teachers produce excellent students. It's just like us!"

"Your words make sense!"

Ning Yan agreed.

Then he frowned slightly:
"But this thing needs to absorb blood and there is nothing nearby to absorb blood. No, there is some..."

Ning Yan stared at the pierced chest of the man, as if he could see the blood inside, and said enthusiastically:
“Nothing can tell the results better than testing it yourself!”

"Why don't you try it yourself to see if I have mastered it!"

As he spoke, Ning Yan suddenly approached him and slapped the fool right in the heart.

The heartless one said with high spirits:
"That's fine, let me see if you have succeeded in practicing it!
If you don’t master it, don’t blame me… stop stop stop stop stop!! I’m going to die!!”

His palm fell on his heart, and a huge amount of blood gushed out from the wound. The skin around his heart was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Quxinyan screamed miserably.

Ning Yan stopped in time when he heard the voice.

He stuffed the large amount of blood and energy in his hand that was about to condense into a shield back into his hand.

After replenishing the blood and energy, the flesh and blood on the heartless man's chest immediately became tough again, no longer in the previous rotten state that emitted a faint smell.

The heartless man touched his chest, a look of lingering fear on his face.

He looked at Ning Yan opposite him and said with some fear:
"I admit that you have indeed mastered it. You have already mastered this technique."

Faced with the mindless affirmation, Ning Yan clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice:
"I would also like to thank you two for giving me the magic power! Your righteous deeds will surely benefit more warriors!
If you meet other warriors in the future, please help me!"

"I know, I know, let's go."

"Then I won't bother you any more."

After saying this, Ning Yan thanked him again and turned to fly deeper into the inner area.

When his figure completely disappeared in the dense forest, he touched his hungry stomach with half of his face and complained:

"A good meal is gone just like that. Where are we going to find food next?"

"He has already practiced it, so what can I do?"

The heartless man sighed and said:

"We have to be honest at least."

"If you have to starve to death when you're honest, what's the point of talking about it?"

He sat aside with a look of anger on his face, sulking to himself.

"Don't worry, I promise this is just an accident. The technique we got is definitely not that easy to learn. Wait for another group of people to come and give it a try. It will definitely satisfy you. Hey, it seems someone really came."

At the end, the tone of Duxinyan became obviously a little surprised.

Half-Face listened, and suddenly stood up from the ground, drooling and asking:

"Where is it? Where is the food?"

He pointed to the right without thinking.

Then I saw seven or eight warriors walking towards this side with embarrassed looks on their faces.

When both sides saw each other, they were stunned.

Fu Qingxuan, the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Snake Valley, felt horrified when he saw the two Wanglangs opposite him.

Without thinking, he immediately led his men to retreat to the other side.

However, they had only advanced less than twenty feet when they were blocked by the two Wanglangs.

Seeing these two men with murderous auras so close to Wang Lang who was about to enter the state of strength, Fu Qingxuan could only groan inwardly for a moment.

Because they had lost contact with the two guardians, their team quickly rushed towards the deep realm in order to reunite.

Unexpectedly, I met a disciple from the Corpse Bone Sect on the way.

The opponent was also at the peak of his rage, and was accompanied by a large number of human puppets and corpse puppets.

The two parties collided suddenly, and the other party attacked without hesitation, catching them off guard.

Even the leader of the Blood God Cult, Qian Zhengyu, was killed on the spot and later turned into a corpse puppet.

They had no choice but to retreat outside, and encountered a group of heart-eating bugs on the way. Fortunately, they did not all die inside.

After finally escaping, he met two more Wanglangs at their most furious.

To be honest, if they were not an exhausted army now, if he had not been seriously injured and his vitality was almost exhausted, he would not take two Wanglangs, even if they were at the peak of their fury, seriously at all.

But now, these two Wanglangs at the peak of their rage were simply the last straw that broke the camel's back for them.

Fu Qingxuan looked at the two Wanglangs that were so close to him, and secretly made plans to ask his subordinates around him to help delay them, and was ready to burst out with all his strength to escape.

However, at this moment, Wang Lang, who was missing half of his head, suddenly said fiercely:
“I’ll give you a chance. This is a set of skills. As long as you can learn it, I won’t eat you.

But if you don't learn, you will all become our food today!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became ecstatic.

He naturally knew that Wanglang was created by a strong memory or obsession, and therefore would often act in accordance with certain rules. As long as he followed the rules, he might have a chance to survive.

In the past, I even heard of a story about a Yuanqi warrior who encountered Ru Jin Wang Lang in the wild, and not only did he not die, but he successfully had an adventure.

But since it is a strange story, it means that the number must be extremely small and it must be very novel.

After encountering Wanglang, most warriors cannot escape a bloody battle.

Therefore, when he encountered the two Wanglangs in front of him, he never thought of any option other than fighting.

However, fate favors them after all.

When they were in desperate situation, they unexpectedly met two reasonable Wanglangs.

And they can even give you martial arts skills!

This is simply pie in the sky!
As for whether he could learn it, Fu Qingxuan didn't even think about it.

He is the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Snake Valley. If he didn't have extraordinary strength and extraordinary talent, how could it be his turn to take this position?

There are so many violent masters in the Fulong branch, but few can compare with him!
If even he can't learn Wanglang's martial arts, how many people in this world can learn it?

A smug look appeared on Fu Qingxuan's face, as if he had become the powerful valley master again.

He looked at the two Wanglangs opposite him and said with a smile:

"Please feel free to give me some advice."

Banbian gave him a sly look and threw the martial arts book to him.

Fu Qingxuan raised his hand to take the technique. Looking at the slightly dirty shell, he wiped it carefully. When he saw the name of the technique, he was instantly overjoyed:
"《Blood Escape from the Netherworld》!"

"It's actually 'Blood Escape from the Netherworld'!"

Hearing this, not only him, but even his subordinates around him were shocked.

"Blood Escape from the Netherworld" is one of the powerful life-saving secret methods passed down by the Blood God Cult.

It is rumored that after mastering it, once encountering a difficult enemy, one can instantly gain unprecedented speed at the cost of burning blood and energy, thereby escaping from the battlefield and saving one's life.

In the past, only those who had reached the state of strength were qualified to practice this secret technique.

Even as the master of the valley, he had only heard of this secret method and had never had the honor of seeing it.

I didn’t expect to get this secret method here!

Fu Qingxuan thought about it carefully and immediately understood why "Blood Escape from the Netherworld" appeared here.

Since the formation of Yin Jue Lin is related to the Divine Envoy Qiongqi, many of the skills here must have come from him.

Perhaps it was precisely in order to make use of those Wanglangs to spread the skills and select suitable successors in order to provide a steady supply of new blood for the Blood God Cult.

After all, the "Netherworld Blood Escape" alone is not powerful enough. If it can be combined with the sect's techniques to increase blood and activate blood, this life-saving secret technique can be further transformed into a powerful physical technique that can be used in wartime.

Of course, if you want to achieve that, you must join the Blood God Cult.

Even if one joins the Blood God Cult, one must make sufficient contributions in order to obtain all the supporting skills.

In addition, "Netherworld Blood Escape" can also be used in conjunction with Netherworld Black Fog.

Not only can it perform escape techniques by consuming its own blood and energy, but it can also be driven by consuming the external Netherworld Black Mist. This is the true origin of the name "Netherworld Blood Escape".

Presumably, after outsiders learn this secret technique, they will be able to immediately experience its power in the Yin Jue Forest, and thus develop an extreme desire to join the Blood God Cult and practice the full set of skills.

"The messenger of God really has good intentions."

Fu Qingxuan sighed with emotion.

Since it was God's messenger's intention, he had to practice it no matter what.

Maybe there will be even greater benefits waiting for him in the future.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingxuan immediately cheered up and devoted himself to practice with unprecedented enthusiasm.

But when he turned to the first page and saw the content of the text, the expression on his face froze immediately.

What the hell is this?!
What on earth are these ugly and shabby handwritings? !

How could the main content of “Blood Escape from the Netherworld” be like this?
Fu Qingxuan's face was full of disbelief.

He flipped backwards very quickly and soon reached the end.

It was clearly the remaining torn pages.

Fu Qingxuan couldn't hold it anymore.

He looked at the heartless man and the half-faced man opposite him and shouted angrily:
"You guys won't even give me the complete set of skills, how can I learn from you!"

"And the handwriting here, are you kidding me? Who can recognize this?!"

After hearing this, Banbianmian couldn't help but sneer:
"As expected, mediocre people only make excuses from external circumstances!"

"You're right!"

The heartless one responded:

“Others can recognize it, why can’t you?

In the final analysis, it’s because you are not diligent enough and lack the spirit of research!
In my opinion, it is better to just eat it directly!"

"I second the motion! Such an incompetent person should be put into my stomach to practice!"

Fu Qingxuan opened his mouth with half of his face full of saliva and said anxiously:

"Wait a minute, do it!"

"Has anyone really mastered this technique?!"

"Is that still wrong?"

The heartless man said proudly:

"I never bother to deceive outsiders!"

Sweat was pouring down Fu Qingxuan's face.

What the fuck is this?!
How could someone possibly master the Netherworld Blood Escape with this incomplete book? !

There must be something wrong!

His mind raced, and he immediately raised his voice and said:

"Let us study it carefully!"

"In my opinion, you won't be able to find anything no matter how much you study. You'd better go to my stomach first!"

"Wait! There are more than one of us! If we all put our heads together, we might be able to study your technique thoroughly right away. You didn't say that you don't allow us to study together, right?"

Half of the face thought for a moment and slowly closed its mouth:
"Well, let's see what you can come up with."

Fu Qingxuan quickly opened the volume in front of his subordinates.

A row of seven or eight heads surrounded the torn volume, trying every possible way to decipher the words on the pages.

With the joint efforts of everyone, it took half a day to translate this incomplete book.

What made Fu Qingxuan even more excited was that the content written on the torn book mainly focused on how to use vital energy to cultivate secret techniques, the application of secret techniques in strength, how to reduce the loss of the body, and even various precautions for practice, etc., all concentrated in the second half.

This means that they are fully capable of practicing "Netherworld Blood Escape" with the content of the first half of the book.

Although the "Netherworld Blood Escape" after practicing can only be said to be a premature baby, it is far from being perfect.

But no matter how flawed or how many loopholes there are, it is better than dying here.

Everyone quickly sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

Half-Face and Heartless also came forward.

Whenever a disciple failed to use his magic or made a mistake in his practice, Wanglang would bite him hard.

"No!"

"I can do it!"

"give me one more chance!"

"Ugh—!"

……

Screams, pleas for mercy mixed with the sound of food swallowing flesh and blood rang in everyone's ears. The remaining people became more and more terrified, and it became increasingly difficult to concentrate on their practice.

Not to mention that this technique is originally very difficult and hard to practice.

Seeing that the last elite disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Snake Valley had his neck bitten off, Fu Qingxuan suddenly shouted:

“I’ve mastered it!” “I’ve mastered it, haha!!”

Fu Qingxuan's head was covered in sweat, his hair stuck to his temples, and he was dancing around like a madman. He did not have the calmness and composure of a Valley Master of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Snake Valley at all.

He looked at the two Wanglangs with red teeth opposite him, his eyes showing a sense of relief for having survived death, and he spoke loudly again:
“I’ve mastered it!”

“I really mastered it!!”

Hearing this, Banbianmian said with regret:
"I originally thought I could eat it all at once, but I didn't expect humans to have such terrifying potential."

"Well, since you have mastered it, let us test you to see if you have really mastered it!"

Fu Qingxuan said confidently:

"Since I have mastered it, how could I deceive you? You can test me as you like. If I answer wrong, I will give you my life!"

"Okay then, first let me test your understanding of this technique."

I didn't expect it to be such a simple question.

As expected of Wang Lang, he couldn't even ask a slightly difficult question.

It's funny that he was a little worried before. He was really too worried.

Fu Qingxuan's eyes flashed with contempt, and he replied in a sonorous and powerful voice:
"This technique uses the energy of one's own blood to escape from danger and save one's life. It is undoubtedly an extremely powerful escape technique!"

"Nonsense! This isn't an escape technique at all!"

Half of the face shouted.

"It's not an escape technique? How could this not be an escape technique?!"

Fu Qingxuan was completely stunned:
"Isn't "Netherworld Blood Escape" the purest escape technique?!"

"Humph! If I hadn't just heard someone explain it to me, I would have almost been fooled by you!"

Half the face sneered:

"This is not a life-saving escape technique at all, but a shield technique for defense and offense!

This shield technique is not the same as that escape technique. You can actually misunderstand such basic content. No wonder it takes so long to practice it!"

"What kind of messed up shield technique is this?"

Fu Qingxuan widened his eyes and said angrily:

"How can this thing be used for defense and offense?!"

"You still dare to quibble when you are about to die?"

The heartless man patted his chest and said:

“I have personally experienced this shield technique, so how could it be fake?
Now, in front of us, you still dare to lie to us?

Do you really think we can be fooled so easily? ! "

By the end of his words, his voice had turned into an angry roar.

Fu Qingxuan said in horror:

"Wait! I've also mastered this technique!

If it wasn't the escape technique I mentioned, how could I possibly learn it?!"

"You're trying to fool us with another escape technique! Do you really think we don't have brains?!"

Before he could finish his words, half of his face rushed forward like lightning.

Fu Qingxuan felt both aggrieved and angry.

Faced with the attack on half of his face, he immediately activated the "Netherworld Blood Escape" without thinking and prepared to escape on the spot.

The terrifying blood energy burned, and his speed increased to the extreme. The whole person seemed to turn into a phantom, rushing forward at a high speed.

It happened so suddenly and so fast that he couldn't even react.

Before he could adjust himself, the next second he felt his head suddenly go empty, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

"What is going on..."

Fu Qingxuan lay on the ground, feeling empty inside and without a trace of strength.

He turned his head with difficulty, and then he saw that his arms, legs and feet were all dry and wrinkled, skinny and shriveled, like the thin wooden arms of an old man.

"how so……"

He hasn't figured it out yet.

With a "crash", half of the face that came from behind grabbed his hair and lifted him up on the spot.

Looking at the shrunk Fu Qingxuan, half of his face was filled with disdain:

"What kind of escape technique did this guy practice? He couldn't even control the amount of blood he burned, and he burned himself dry all at once. Now there's not even any taste. I hate dry meat the most. It's not nutritious..."

While complaining, he grabbed Fu Qingxuan's head and started biting it.

Before his consciousness completely fell into endless darkness, only one thought echoed in Fu Qingxuan's mind:
Who is it?

Who on earth tampered with the technique? !

……

"Pullingleng!"

A group of gray-winged and gray-tailed carrion birds flapped their wings and took off, but before they flew into the air, they encountered a group of heart-eating insects.

After the swarm of insects passed by, all that was left of the Carrion Bird was its shriveled and skinny corpse, which fell from the sky.

With a "puff" sound, it fell in front of Ning Yan.

Ning Yan, who had already performed the "Li Yuan Insect Transformation Technique", was now regarded as a companion by the Heart-Eating Bug.

A heart-eating worm even flew towards him without any avoidance, causing him to fall headfirst on the spot, and then flew away in a daze.

Ning Yan ignored the confused Heart-Eating Bug and stared at the corpse of the Bone-Rotting Bird on the ground, his brows slightly furrowed.

He had been to Yin Jue Forest before, when the species in Yin Jue Forest were still quite prosperous.

In addition to those evil spirits and medicinal plants, there are also various kinds of monsters and beasts, and the ecosystem is very complete.

However, after entering this time, the number of monsters that could be seen in Yin Jue Forest was pitifully small.

Originally, he thought that they were affected by the black fog of the underworld, and the monsters were either hiding or falling into a deep sleep.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

The closer he got to the deep area, the thinner the black fog became, and the more corpses of monsters he saw.

The vast majority of the monster corpses were like the rotten bone birds in front of them. Their blood and energy had been drained out, and they fell to the ground dry and shriveled, like specimens.

Some of them don't even have the qualification to become mummies. They have already decayed into bones and turned into nutrients for watering the soil.

This scene immediately explained Ning Yan's doubts.

Those monsters did not escape or fall asleep, but were hunted by the heart-eating worms.

This gave Ning Yan new doubts.

Why did the heart-eating worms, which originally targeted humans, now start targeting all living things?
If they said that this was because they had previously crashed into the vine wall, that would not make sense at all.

Because after the Netherworld Black Mist rose, most of the warriors had already left Yin Jue Lin.

The heart-eating worms are now clearly targeting and killing those monsters.

Could it be that the blood and energy brought back by the black-winged borer was not enough, so the heart-eating worms slaughtered the monsters in the forest to replenish it?
This seems to be the most reasonable speculation, but Ning Yan always feels that things may not be that simple.

He couldn't help but think again of the sudden fog tide that had appeared before, and the expansion of the entire fog area after the fog tide.

This abnormal situation may be related to the large-scale hunting of monsters by the Heart-Eating Worms.

Ning Yan suddenly felt a little worried.

But without sufficient intelligence, he didn't know how to respond.

"Forget it, let's deal with the current situation first."

Ning Yan took out the dark bronze sword and raised his hand to break the vine wall.

Stepping inside, he saw a tide of heart-eating bugs rushing towards him. He immediately held his breath and clung tightly to the vine wall.

Although the "Li Yuan Hua Chong Jue" is very useful, the horrifying scene in front of him still makes his scalp tingle slightly.

It is hard to imagine how many heart-eating worms have been hatched in this Yin Jue Forest.

With so many heart-eating bugs, I wonder how many resources it will take to feed them all.

When the vine wall was restored and the heart-eating bugs no longer gathered here, Ning Yan continued to walk inside.

The inside of the vine wall is extremely spacious, with many blood-red vines as thick as children's arms twisted and intertwined with each other, forming giant trees made entirely of blood vines.

At the top of the giant tree is a huge canopy that spreads outward. Under the canopy, corpses are hanging. Sometimes, a large number of heart-eating insects will pass through the giant trees, causing bursts of awe-inspiring buzzing sounds.

Ning Yan looked at the corpses without much emotion and quickly moved towards deeper places.

The further in you go, the fewer heart-eating bugs there are around, but the hanging corpses increase in number.

I saw shadows gradually emerging from the corpses.

Ning Yan's internal skills changed immediately from "Li Yuan Hua Chong Jue" to "Fen Yan Secret Book". The vitality in his body was all tainted with a cold feeling, as if he was a frozen corpse.

Noticing that the breath of life on his side was quickly fading away, the many shadows were quite confused, and then they all went back into the corpses.

Ning Yan killed a few scattered heart-eating insects and rushed inside quickly.

The further in you go, the fewer vines woven into the blood vine are there, and the taller they become, gradually changing from waist-high to a thickness that requires four or five people to hug.

And among these huge trees, there are some figures wandering faintly.

A skinny warrior walked out from behind a giant tree, and upon spotting Ning Yan, he rushed towards him like lightning.

Seeing this warrior, Ning Yan's eyes suddenly focused.

There was no doubt that this was the human puppet that had forced them into this desperate situation.

Although it is no longer the original one, its strength has only increased.

"Fortunately, I am no longer the same person I used to be!"

Faced with the ancient-style human puppet that was rushing towards him, Ning Yan had no intention of retreating and rushed head-on:
"Eighteen turns of burning and combining!"

As the punch landed, a cut immediately appeared on the body of this human puppet, which was originally at the peak of its rage.

"Netherworld Blood Shield!"

A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound and just as it formed a shield in his hand, it was shattered by a punch from the puppet.

But after this punch, the human puppet no longer had any power to attack.

With a plop, it fell to the ground and completely turned into a dead object.

"Netherworld Blood Shield is indeed a bug-level skill. If it were replaced with Battle of the Stars, or Eighteen Rotations of Burning Combination, it would probably still be a fight."

"Who would have thought that I would directly draw away the blood and energy that is the basis of his power?"

Looking at the corpse of the human puppet on the ground, Ning Yan couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions.

However, he also knew that the Netherworld Blood Shield could only exert such a powerful effect when facing a human puppet.

After all, the human puppet doesn't have much intelligence and only knows how to go straight forward. If it were at the normal peak of its anger, it might have noticed something was wrong before its palm even touched the wound.

"Next time you fight against Peak Violence, it's better to lower his guard first, fight for a few more rounds, inflict some minor injuries on him, and then use the Nether Blood Shield to magnify the wounds and cause serious injuries, and then determine the outcome in one fell swoop!"

Ning Yan was summing up in his heart, and when he saw another human puppet coming, he hurried to meet it.

……

More than two hours later.

There was a muffled sound.

A violent human puppet fell to the ground.

Ning Yan held onto the huge vine beside him, breathing heavily.

Since he encountered the human puppet, he has been involved in a series of fierce battles.

At first, it was okay, there were just some human puppets comparable to senior violent ones, but later he encountered human puppets whose strength was comparable to the peak of violent ones, and later, he even encountered a human puppet whose strength might be in the entry level.

This was also his first time facing an opponent at the entry-level.

To be precise, it can't be considered as getting into the game yet.

Because the opponent only had a physique at the entry level, and his body was covered with many cuts that penetrated deep into the bones, as if they were cut by some tough kite string.

His left leg was cut off at the knee, and he could only walk by hopping.

Another thing is his strength. Due to refining and injuries, it has been greatly weakened. Now he is only slightly stronger than the peak of violent energy, but he can't be said to be truly strong.

But it was this miserable-looking fake spirit that made Ning Yan understand what the difference in realm was.

He used the Eighteen Turns of Fenhe to attack without any damage.

The Netherworld Blood Shield couldn't be activated at all.

On the other hand, the opponent chopped down with a palm, which could not be moved away by the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi technique or the Injury Removal Technique, and both of his arms were broken.

With the help of this extremely terrifying force, he ran away madly, but in the end he almost didn't escape.

One leg jumped even faster than him.

It's just fucking outrageous!

If the human puppet had not retreated after exceeding a certain distance.

Maybe he will die in the vine forest this time.

Even though this human puppet was artificially refined and seriously injured, it still possessed such terrifying power.

It is hard to imagine how powerful a true martial artist who has reached the state of strength must be.

No wonder Yue Letang said that fighting across borders is almost impossible. The difference is too big!
Ning Yan was so upset by that guy at one point.

Fortunately, he was able to look at things in a positive light, and after comforting himself he finally calmed down.

After that, when his injuries were almost healed, he took a detour with a guilty conscience, and moved carefully all the way until he arrived at the vine wall on the other side.

Ning Yan looked at the tall and solid vine wall.

According to the description in the information, by crossing this vine wall, you can truly step into the depths of the Yin Jue Forest.

It was an extremely dangerous place, with many powerful and terrifying creatures lurking there.

Originally, Ning Yan had a very vague sense of the force level of Ru Jin, but after the lesson with the broken human puppet, the only thought left in his mind was that it was extremely dangerous.

With his strength, it would be difficult for him to move around inside. If he encountered any accident, he might not be able to escape.

"Forget it, just wait here."

"It's a good opportunity to see how to break through this vine wall."

Different from the vine wall on the other side, these vine walls are made of blood vines as thick as pythons and almost black in color.

These blood vines are extremely hard, and it is difficult to break through them even with a dark bronze sword.

To be honest, just getting in is not an easy thing.

It's a good opportunity to find out the situation here in advance before Yue Letang and the others arrive. Maybe we can find a suitable passage.

Ning Yan thought to himself as he walked forward along the vine wall.

Soon he smelled a strong smell of blood.

"what?"

Ning Yan frowned slightly.

He restrained his breath, activated the "Burning Flame Secret Book" again, and approached carefully.

Soon, they saw an extremely horrific battlefield.

The solid vine wall shattered, and the messy blood vines scattered everywhere, slowly wriggling and healing again.

In front of the crack in the vine wall, there lay a huge beast covered with bone spurs.

Its body was nearly ten feet long, and it still exuded a terrifying aura. Many parts of its body had been cut off, and even most of its head had been cut off.

At this moment, it was lying on the ground, no longer struggling.

Looking at this giant beast, Ning Yan was in disbelief:

"This is... a king beast?!"

"How could the King Beast die in this place?!"

Ning Yan's mind went blank and his thoughts almost stopped for a moment.

When he came to his senses, his heart was immediately filled with extreme ecstasy.

This is a king beast!
A king beast that possesses the essence of a king beast!

Ning Yan walked forward with trembling steps and quickly dug through the king beast's corpse.

Soon he dug out a heart as big as a millstone.

Faintly, the heart seemed to still be beating, making a dull sound.

That’s right, this heart is the origin of the king beast.

He didn't expect it to die here. His opponent didn't even take away its origin, and now it's been given to him for free.

Ning Yan was overjoyed.

He picked up his heart and left the scene without any hesitation.

Half an hour later.

Qiao Zhanyue, whose momentum had plummeted and whose body was covered with wounds, staggered forward.

He had seen a fishing monster fighting a three-headed beast, and had been hiding in the dark, observing and waiting for an opportunity.

In the end, one of the king beasts was killed on the spot by the fishing weirdo, and the other two were also seriously injured.

Seeing they were no match for their opponent, the two king beasts scattered and fled.

The fishing geek chose one and chased after it.

Originally, Qiao Zhanyue thought this was a good opportunity for him to seize the origin of the king beast.

But what no one expected was that another cunning king beast came back and prepared to devour the body of its companion.

How can I bear this?

He quickly mobilized the many human puppets and corpse puppets he brought with him, as well as various trump cards, and started a fierce battle with the seriously injured king beast.

After finally luring the other party away, he quickly turned around and pounced back, ready to get the origin of the king beast.

result--

Seeing the empty chest, Qiao Zhanyue’s eyes suddenly widened.

In the deep vine forest, a shrill roar suddenly sounded:

"Who is it?!"

"Who stole my things?!"

(End of this chapter)