"Yuan Haohao, don't die!" Shan Sheng pulled the white-eyed boy named Fan Xing, jumped on the transport track, and ran out of the base.

Through this underground crawler, they can go straight to somewhere outside the headquarters.

Only the man named Yuan Haohao remained on the court.

"Where did your wings and claws come from?" Lan Mu dodges Yuan Haohao's impact. This guy has a good speed. Bi Fang's wings have brought him powerful flying ability, but his flexibility and speed are not as good as the real Bi Fang.

After Yuan Haohao realized that his speed advantage had disappeared in front of Lan Mu, his legs suddenly began to change, turning into recurved lower limbs and growing white hair.

"What's this special? The lower limbs of a poodle..."

Lan Mu was shocked and suspicious. The poodle was indeed injured when he turned into form. It is normal that there are bloodstains left behind. The bloodstains were left when the poachers were wiped out.

But Qianlong is not so powerful, right? Can this be found too? Is he a dog nose?

Taking a closer look, Yuan Haohao's nose is also different from ordinary people...

"Well...what else? I remember the nine-tailed fox demon also left blood..."

Just thinking about it, I saw Yuan Haohao's tail bulging, and a huge white fox tail was growing behind him.

Foxtail seems to have provided him with demon power, and all aspects of his qualities have been blessed.

Lan Mu quickly realized that this is the tail that the demon fox absorbs the Sun Jing, one of the main sources of demon power.

Dragon-shaped black claws, **** bird wings, demon fox tail, white lion legs...

Most of the abnormal organs came from Lan Mu's transformation, and this feeling made him touch his nose.

"What the **** are you? Forget it, my goal is Gu Jian. I will solve you first."

Lan Mu said, dodging Yuan Haohao's claws, and instantly controlled his blood pressure to stop him, a side kick and a heavy blow sent him flying, knocking down a chess piece statue.

The chess piece was a knight. It was originally riding on a pedestal. After being knocked down, he suddenly stood up, stood back on the pedestal, and pretended to be a statue...

Lan Mu thought that the **** container would rush over to hit him, but nothing happened.

Appraisal: Precious 2003, evaluation: Black knight who likes to stand on a pedestal and pretend to be a statue.

Lan Mu was speechless. Although he didn't describe its combat effectiveness, he had evaluated more than two thousand and obviously had a certain combat effectiveness.

Yuan Haohao knew he was losing to Lan Mu, and suddenly slapped the black knight's base with a palm, as if he wanted to activate the statue.

"Is destroying the pedestal the way to make it come alive?"

Lan Mu didn't want to branch out, so he waved his hand and put the statue in the ring.

He kept doing it again and again, putting away all the chess pieces around him.

There were only black pawns, and the white ones seemed to have been transported away.

"Come again!" Yuan Haohao jumped suddenly, in the leap of the poodle.

The only thing used to attack is the dragon claw that looks extremely strong.

However, Lan Mu just refused to fight him, so he dodged and didn't let the opponent touch him.

God knew if he could become stronger by scratching himself, Lan Mu walked around while controlling his blood, and quickly subdued him directly.

After a fierce battle for about ten minutes, Yuan Haohao finally exhausted his blood, his blood stagnated, and he couldn't move on the ground.

"You are finally quiet..."

Lan Mu asked at him: "Where did you get this beast organ?"

"What kind of beast? These are the mythical beasts of China!" Yuan Haohao roared.

"Okay, I know it's a sacred beast. Where's this dragon claw? Did you chop off the claws of the sacred beast and press it on yourself?" Lan Mu said deliberately, and turned into a nine-tailed fox to perform an illusion.

"Huh! Don't talk nonsense, the cancer cells in my body can swallow biological cells to transform my organs!" Yuan Haohao was confused, and he said directly when he was excited by Lan Mu.

Lan Mu relied on the illusion technique to ask a few more questions, and roughly understood his abilities.

A cell containment that absorbs nutrients and divides infinitely. It is a bit like cancer cells in nature. It can swallow biological cells to gain strength, but the abnormal cells can only mimic biological organs in the body.

In other words, he doesn’t really have dragon claws and foxtails. The essence is still cell containment objects, but the containment objects can split and combine into similar organs. Although they have inherited some abilities, they are comparable to the original ones. It's a lot worse.

However, Yuan Haohao's regenerative ability is really strong. Almost his whole body is occupied by that kind of cell containment. The devourer that seems to be parasitic on him is constantly drawing his nourishment and energy.

Every once in a while Qianlong would replenish him with a lot of energy to support the dividing cells, otherwise the cells would completely swallow Yuan Haohao.

"poor guy……"

Lan Mu didn't try to obtain the cell containment, the pros and cons were quite obvious, and Lan Mu didn't need it.

Instead, he got a more important message.

"Changbai Mountain actually has a keel..."

Lan Mu dropped Yuan Haohao, who was groggy, thinking about it as he pursued Shan Sheng and the others.

In the Tianchi on the top of Changbai Mountain, a keel with a length of 108 meters is buried. Whether it is the skeleton of a real dragon or not, but at least it is a containment object.

The keel was submerged by the pool water and sank at the bottom of the lake. It was not that the Qianlong did not want to take it out, but that once the skeleton was moved, it would be flooded!

Its keel corresponds to all waters in China, its spine corresponds to the Yellow River, its dragon tail is the Yangtze River, and its four claws correspond to the Bo, Huang, East, and South Seas. As for the dragon head, no one dares to touch it for fear of unpredictable things. Because the dragon head is constantly spitting water, it is the spring of Tianchi, the source of the Songhua River, Tumen River, and Yalu River!

The flooding of some waters depends on the details of shaking the keel. For example, pushing the middle and lower sections of the dragon tail will flood the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

Xiaohe and Xiaojiang are also the minutiae of the keel, but Qianlong never dared to touch it anymore, except for a few trials a dozen years ago and taking the bone marrow from the keel.

That time directly caused floods in the south of the Yangtze River, and the torrents were torrential. Fortunately, it was anticipated, and the floods were fought in time.

Whether this is a dragon dying here, or whether it was a containment object in the form of a keel from the beginning, is still unknown.

But one thing has been confirmed, that is, it represents the waters of China, and the river will overflow if tampering, and we must desperately protect it.

The origin of the name of the Qianlong organization and why the headquarters was built in Changbai Mountain are all related to the keel. Its characteristics of shaking the waters of China are of great symbolic significance, and it is a containment object that the Qianlong organization strives to contain and protect.

In order to protect this containment, there is a dedicated interpreter who guards it day and night, code name: Don't use it.

The meaning is obvious, that is, do not use Qianlong.

Lan Mu didn't know what shelter he had, but he was ranked second only to Li Shouren, and he was the second Taoist interpreter in China, and his strength could be imagined.

Lan Mu didn't dare to mess around in Tianchi, thinking that the noise today was too loud, and waited for the storm to calm down for a period of time, and then secretly went there.

Twenty minutes later, in the forest at the foot of Changbai Mountain, Shan Sheng was galloping with Fan Xing on his back.

The containment items sent down by the tracks have been escorted away by the Qianlong personnel who came to support them. Knowing that Lan Mu was chasing them tightly, they ran directly in the other direction.

But Lan Mu's speed was too fast, and they didn't know to shield them from the mental power scan, and they were quickly intercepted by Lan Mu in a virgin forest.

"Damn it! Fanxing, you go first!" Shan Sheng put down the shivering white-eyed young man, holding a sword in front of him alone.

Lan Mu scanned Fanxing~lightnovelpub.net~ without identifying anything, and said: "My task is to collect the ancient sword as a ransom. I have no interest in your lives."

Shan Sheng gritted his teeth. He was a candidate for the ancient sword to bear. He was obviously unwilling to hand it over as soon as he got the ancient sword. He had to fight to death anyway.

"If you want my ancient sword, kill me first!" Shan Sheng said firmly.

Lan Mu nodded, Qianlong did a good job in this regard. The selection of Taoists obviously has strict training and assessment, which is better than MPI.

The characteristic of the ideal ancient sword is the power of faith, so the holder must have a firm will. One of their assessments is to insert the ancient sword into the heart with their own hands. If they do not die, they are the Taoist!

In other words, every generation of ancient sword holders has long been aware of self-sacrifice.

If there is only one person and one sword, they will choose the sword without any surprise.

The sword bearer is destined to fight to death.

……(To be continued.) Enable new URL