Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 80 Spying on Blood Centipede Information

"A little witch soldier, I want to see what kind of secret medicine you can concoct!"

Wu Hao's eyes are full of disdain, he doesn't know Wu Yang at all, and Wu Yang has always been very low-key and rarely walks around in the tribe, so Wu Hao still thinks that Wu Yang is still the little witch soldier from before.

As for Wu Yang's baptism in the Pangu Temple, Wu Hao is not even qualified to be informed.

In Wu Hao's view, he should be the master of the Lihuo Palace, and all the elixir in the tribe should be controlled by him.

What Wu Yang, is just a small miscellaneous soldier.

Just as Wu Hao was cursing in his heart, a burst of medicinal fragrance filled the forging hall.

Wu Hao was enveloped by the medicinal fragrance, and suddenly felt refreshed. He couldn't help but feel a sinking heart, put down the cursing and hurriedly checked.

The pure medicinal fragrance and remarkable effect made it easy for Wu Hao to judge that the effect of this secret medicine was extraordinary, even far surpassing all kinds of secret medicines he refined.

This discovery made Wu Hao's face gloomy, and he was unwilling to admit it.

But facts speak louder than words. He had to say that the secret medicine Wu Yang refined was indeed better than his own.

"It took so many high-quality divine materials from our Lihuo Temple, and I don't know how many good treasures were wasted, to refine this batch of secret medicine by chance."

Wu Yu felt resentful in his heart, and was still slandering Wu Yang.

After complaining, Wu Ji's eyes rolled, he got up and went back to Lihuo Temple, and went to find the lord, Wu Gu.

Wu Hao didn't want to offend Wu Yang, so he wanted to lift the palace master Wu Gu out and let him take the lead.

At this moment, Wu Yang didn't know that his refining of the secret medicine had been exposed, and he was happily collecting [Wuji Liuhe Powder].

The two secret medicines this time were very successful, and their effects were even stronger than the first one.

"Although the level of the secret medicine is the same, the effect is still quite different."

Wu Yang carefully put the secret medicine in the jade bottle, the gap between the secret medicine is like the fruit on a tree, some are very sweet, while others are so sour that it is hard to eat.

Fortunately, each of the secret medicines Wu Yang refined was better than the other, and there was no such thing as too bad.

"Go and see the situation outside first, what kind of existence is the flying centipede, this must be clarified."

Wu Yang Xianglai was cautious, knowing that someone was secretly watching him, he couldn't calm down all the time.

Since the other party was spying secretly, Wu Yang guessed that his actions in the tribe might also be detected by the other party.

After Wu Yang made some plans in the stone hall, he immediately left the forging hall and walked deep into the tribe.

At this moment, Wu Yang was careful, he quietly went outside the tribe to find out where the enemy was hiding.

"Since the other party dare not break into the tribe, it means that the flying centipede is very afraid of the tribe."

Wu Yang took advantage of this point, he walked deep into the tribe, just to get out of the surveillance range of the other party.

The tribe of the Wu tribe is distributed in a semicircle around the Pangu Temple, backed by Buzhou Mountain, which just guards the Pangu Temple.

Just as Wu Yang left here, the blood monkey immediately discovered something, and he hurriedly reported it to the flying god centipede.

"My lord, Wu Yang left the forging hall and walked deep into the tribe. I don't know if he wants to leave the tribe."

The Witch tribe is composed of stone temples scattered all over the place. They are open to the outside world and can leave the tribe from any direction.

"Going to the depths of the tribe? Could it be that you want to leave from the direction of Buzhou Mountain?"

The Flying God Centipede is very aware of Wu Yang's temper, and under normal circumstances he would not leave the forging hall easily.

And as long as you come out, it will never be a stroll, it is very likely to go out.

"The depths of the tribe are the residences of those great witches and ancestor witches, which is not easy to handle."

Flying centipede frowned, he was very afraid of the ancestor witch and the great witch, and usually kept him at a respectful distance.

He didn't know the means of the ancestor witches, and he didn't dare to try it rashly. Therefore, in his opinion, if he was too close to the witch tribe, he would definitely be discovered.

Although the ancestral witches don't have primordial spirits, their qi and blood senses are equally strong. Once an enemy approaches, they can always predict it in advance.

Just when the Flying Centipede was hesitating, Wu Yang had already gone deep into the tribe, and his figure quickly disappeared from the enemy's surveillance.

Before, the Flying God Centipede had strictly ordered his subordinates not to reveal their whereabouts, even if they lost Wu Yang, they must not let the other party find them.

"My lord, Wu Yang has gone deep into the tribe and disappeared during our investigation. Do you want to follow up?"

A blue-eyed toad came to report that he was Chan Jiu's brother, Chan Wu, and this Chan Wu was a mutated bloodline, stronger than Chan Jiu.

Hearing this, the Flying God Centipede shook his head and said:
"Don't rush forward, since Wu Yang has disappeared, there is no need to continue to follow, there will be opportunities to destroy him in the future!".

The Flying God Centipede is always cautious, and he has a good temper. If Wu Yang hadn't been reminded by Goldfinger, he still wouldn't know that there were enemies outside the tribe.

After Wu Yang left for a certain distance, he reckoned that the enemy hadn't caught up with him, so he immediately soared into the clouds, turned into a thunderbolt and disappeared into the tribe.

Wu Yang flew for nine days, he circled the outside of the tribe in a big circle, then lowered his cloud head slightly, and secretly checked the situation outside the tribe.

"Behind the tribe is the Pangu Temple, and then Buzhou Mountain. There is no doubt about this direction. The tribes of Zhurong Zuwu and Bamian Tianwu on the side will not be dangerous. Then the enemy is likely to be concentrated in the fan-shaped range directly in front of the tribe. .”

Wu Yang narrowed down the scope further, and he soon came to the mountain forest full of rotten peaches.

Unfortunately, after some searching, nothing was found.

There is nothing suspicious in the fan-shaped area in front of the Wu tribe.

"Could it be that the other party just passed by by coincidence?"

Wu Yang speculated secretly, and he quickly rejected this inference.

If it was just a coincidence, then it would be too coincidental. I have been out of the house once in nearly 2000 years, and the other party happened to pass by by coincidence. The probability of this is too small to be true at all.

"The other party should be very cautious, otherwise they would have attacked me last time. In this way, they will not get too close to the tribe. After all, the big witches and ancestor witches in the tribe are not decorations. Then, expand the scope of the search."

Wu Yang crossed the area in front of the tribe and further expanded the search area.

After searching, Wu Yang quickly locked on the target.

It's not that Wu Yang's eyes are sharp, but that the hill where the flying centipede is located is too obvious.

This holy mountain is blood red everywhere, even the vegetation on the mountain is blood red, and the river at the foot of the mountain is even more bloody.

You can guess without thinking, the creatures here are most likely related to the sea of ​​blood.

"That's true. This blood mountain didn't exist before. It seems that it is the lair of the flying centipede."

After Wu Yang discovered the enemy, he didn't startle the enemy, but hibernated in secret, and started monitoring the enemy instead.

(End of this chapter)