Chapter 3541 The Underworld Tribe

After entering the cave, Chen Yang discovered that it was really connected in all directions.

Yang Chui led Chen Yang into a room, took off his cloak, turned around and said to Chen Yang, "Come on, let's see how the injury is."

Chen Yang looked at Yang Chui's back and saw a broken sword without a hilt. The front half pierced Yang Chui's back. It looked very scary.

However, under such circumstances, Yang Chui still talked and laughed, as if nothing was wrong, which was admirable.

Chen Yang stepped forward and said, "Senior, please forgive me if I have offended you."

"You are a doctor, just follow your steps." Yang Chui said.

Chen Yang immediately tore open the clothes on Yang Chui's back, revealing the wound where the sword blade had penetrated.

The wound was neat, the sword blade did not mince the surrounding muscles, and no blood flowed out. It looked like a broken sword growing on Yang Chui's back.

However, there was some ulceration around the wound, and the meridians were bulging, looking like cracked earth.

The strange thing is that there is a faint cold air released from the wound and its surroundings. It is not like the coldness of frost, but the kind of feeling that makes people feel chilled in the heart.

Moreover, as the meridians flow, you can clearly see that when the blood passes through the wound, it will bring out a faint black substance, which is definitely not something exciting.

This weird wound made Chen Yang feel like he was poisoned, but it wasn't quite the case.

"Senior Yang, how did you cause this wound?"

Chen Yang asked.

Yang Chui said: "When we attacked the safe zone and fought against the Floating Island, an immortal peak cultivator on the other side used this sword and pierced my back. At that time, I tried my best to break the sword. But unexpectedly, When I came back, I found that I couldn’t pull out the sword.”

Chen Yang thought for a moment and asked, "What does it feel like when you draw the sword?"

Yang Chui recalled: "I can still bear the pain. I feel as if my bones are going to be ripped out when I draw the sword. Moreover, my whole body is in a trance, as if the broken sword is going to suck out my entire soul."

"So weird."

Chen Yang murmured and looked at the broken sword that was 20 centimeters exposed. There was no weapon pattern on it, so it was impossible to tell what grade it was.

The blade is light black and bright in color, and the material looks unusual.

Chen Yang said: "There shouldn't be anything special about the opponent's attack. The problem is most likely due to this sword?"

Next to her, Yang Xin'er curled her lips and said, "Several doctors have tested the blade and found that it is not poisonous. Your speculation is not quite right."

"It may not be poison."

Chen Yang shook his head, ignored Yang Xin'er, and said to Yang Chui: "Senior Yang, this sword is likely to have some kind of spell, secret technique, or even a powerful rune that draws the soul."

Yang Xin'er interjected: "These are all your guesses. If you don't have a definite answer, how will you treat my grandfather?"

"Newbie, don't be rude."

Yang Chui stopped Yang Xin'er, ignored his angry granddaughter, and said to Chen Yang, "Is there any way you can determine my current situation?"

Chen Yang looked solemn and said: "I always feel that this is not a human method. If you want to be sure, you have to think about it."

"Not a human method!?"

Yang Chui looked surprised and said: "The person fighting me is indeed a human cultivator from the Floating Island. How could it not be a human method? Could it be that that person is the incarnation of the demon clan?"

Saying this, Yang Chui shook his head and said: "That's not right. If it is the incarnation of the demon clan, I should be able to detect it."

Chen Yang said: "Your opponent should be the human race, but this sword is somewhat special. I speculate that this sword is not from the human race."

"What race is that?"

After Yang Chui asked, he continued: "On the entire Mingxiao planet, there are only human races and demon races. If it is other races, is it a race from the outer star domain that came to Mingxiao planet? Or is this sword from another race that used to be on Mingxiao planet? , left behind on Pluto?"

Chen Yang said: "I don't know the history of Mingxiao Planet, so I can't give an answer. However, let me think about which race this sword belongs to."

Yang Chui sat down on the chair and did not disturb Chen Yang. He quietly listened to Chen Yang's answer beside him.

Chen Yang entered the sea of ​​consciousness and shouted to the "Book of Immortals and Demons": "Old Li, come out quickly and help me see what is going on?"

Lao Li got out of the "Book of Immortals and Demons" and said: "Don't look at it, it's the method of the underworld."

"Netherworld tribe!?"

Chen Yang said in surprise.

Old Li said: "Yes, it is the Nether Clan. That sword belongs to the Nether Clan, and it has a special secret technique of the Nether Clan, called the 'Soul Melting and Burning Technique', which has the effect of transporting the soul. As long as the sword blade touches a living body, It will merge with the living body. If the blade is pulled out, it will not only harm the living body, but also draw out the soul with the blade, causing the living body to die."

"And if the sword is not taken out, Yang Chui will completely merge with the sword blade, and his soul and consciousness will be gradually burned unconsciously. In the end, his body is still alive, but his body But he will become a zombie."

"So dangerous!"

Chen Yang exclaimed, recalling in his mind the record of the Nether Clan in the "Book of Immortals and Demons". It was a race more ferocious than the Demon Clan, full of aggression, and did not communicate or coexist with any other race.

After coming back to his senses, Chen Yang frowned and said, "But where did the Nether Clan come from on Mingxiao Planet? Where did the people on Floating Island get this sword?"

"how could I know."

Lao Li curled his lips and said with a thoughtful look on his face: "However, I always feel that there seems to be some secrets in Mingxiao Star. Otherwise, why would I arrange the formation to be teleported here? Could it be that I have been here before? ?"

Shaking his head, Lao Li continued: "However, I have not inherited the memory about Mingxiao Star, and I don't remember it at all."

"Netherworld, Broken Sword, Safe Zone..."

Chen Yang murmured in his mouth, with a gleam in his eyes, and said, "Old Li, are these things related to Guo Kailin's black beads?"

"maybe."

Lao Li couldn't give a definite answer.

Chen Yang retracted his thoughts and asked: "Then is there any way you can help Yang Chui pull out this sword and save his life?"

Lao Li said: "After Yang Chui hit the sword, he broke the blade on the spot. As a result, the soul-melting and burning refining technique was incomplete, and his condition was not that bad. Therefore, it is not too difficult to pull out the sword. . However, to remove the Soul Melting Burning Refining Technique, you need the blood of the Underworld, but where can you get it?"

"The blood of the underworld..."

Chen Yang had a look of embarrassment on his face. In the entire Mingxiao planet, there were only humans on the floating islands and underground cities. If there was a Ming tribe, they should have discovered it long ago.

Now, when it comes to finding the blood of the underworld, there are no clues at all.

"Grandpa, what he said just now was mysterious. He couldn't be bragging."

At this moment, Yang Xiner saw that Chen Yang had not moved for a long time and whispered to Yang Chui.

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