Yang Zhen's heart sank to the bottom.
Mu Zixue was hampered by Huizhu and was already struggling to deal with Huang Ji, and now there were two more puppets.
Two fifth-level puppets!
Not to mention the entire Yunxiao Sect, even if we look at the entire Eastern Region, we have never heard of anyone having such a high-level puppet.
If it weren't for the powerful aura exuding from the other party's body that was almost the same as Mu Zixue's, Yang Zhen would have almost thought it was an illusion.
The two puppets were about the same size, and their whole bodies were wrapped in jet black armor. Only the pointed helmets on their heads were of different colors, one was silver gray, and the other was dark gold.
Under Huang Ji's order, the silver-gray pointed helmet strode towards the direction of Xiao Qingshi, and an arm as black as coal slammed into the ground like a heavy hammer.
"Boom!" The gravel flew and a hole about a foot deep appeared in the ground.
The power of the Nascent Soul, which can destroy mountains and cut off rivers and seas, only made a small crater near the heaven and earth magic circle.
However, the location was impartial, right above the small bluestone, and the stone was immediately dropped to the bottom of the pit.
The silver-gray puppet's stiff face showed a human-like expression of confusion. Apparently, in its understanding, there should be a monk proficient in concealment hidden in this place, but it turned out that it gained nothing.
It shook its head vigorously, and then raised its fist again...
On the other side, the armor covering the dark gold puppet's right arm faded away, revealing a thick and long pointed awl that shone with cold light.
It roared, raised its arms, and slammed the sharp cone in front of the purple shield!
"Bang!" As if a shell from the barrel hit the steel armor, a two-inch deep depression immediately appeared on the shield.
Although the effect is not as good as the yellow-level Wuzui stick, it is not far behind.
Mu Zixue frowned and attacked from both sides, making her situation even more difficult.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Three sun-chasing arrows shot towards the chest of the silver-gray puppet in a perfect glyph shape.
Although the puppet does not have a human body, its body structure is based on the human body, so some key points are roughly similar to humans. For example, the heart is usually the power hub of the whole body, while the head is where the soul resides and directs the actions of the entire body.
It's just the protection on the top of the head, which is usually extremely tough. In comparison, attacking the heart has a higher chance of success.
The three arrows were as fast as lightning and pierced the target's heart in an instant.
However, he saw ripples appearing on the body of the silver-gray puppet like a lake. The three arrows pierced the heart with almost no hindrance, and immediately came out of the body, drawing several long sparks on the cave wall not far away. A large cloud of moss rises and flutters.
In the astonished eyes of Yang Zhen and others, the silver-gray puppet's body became solid again, and then punched again, hitting the place where the arrow had appeared.
"Boom!" The shallow pit that was one foot deep became one and a half feet deep, and the small bluestone sank deeper.
Huang Ji, who was paying attention to this place with part of his consciousness, had even more confusion on his face.
Is there some kind of mechanism there, or is there a shadow assassin hiding there?
He was puzzled, but he never thought it was a small world.
After all, according to the common understanding of the world of immortality, no one has ever seen a small world that can pass through the space barrier and launch an attack from one realm to another.
However, if Yang Zhen continues to attack, sooner or later someone will see the clues.
In the space, Qin Mingyue's feet were like a bow, her arms bent back, and she was holding a fourth-level flying sword in her hand, preparing to throw it out by self-destruction.
However, facing puppets that can rehydrate at any time, their attacks are likely to be in vain, and they will also expose themselves and fall into a more dangerous situation.
But if we just sit back and watch, the situation may deteriorate further.
The long sword neighed uneasily in his hand.
Qin Mingyue was undecided for a moment and was in a dilemma.
…
at this time--
Suddenly, a clear sound of "dang" was heard, purple light emitted, and a bright bell suddenly appeared, covering Mu Zixue's whole body.
Purple Emperor Bell!
When resisting the cyan beam of light, the Purple Emperor Bell appeared as a virtual shadow, but now it actually appeared as a body that was enlarged several times!
At the same time, Huang Ji screamed "Ah" and spat out a mouthful of blood!
He could barely hold the Wuzui stick in his hand, and the attack he was preparing for came to an abrupt end.
Backlash!
The spiritual connection between Huang Ji and Huizhu was interrupted.
Not only that, all the spiritual thoughts attached to it were also lost, which was equivalent to a piece of his soul being scraped away with a knife, which immediately caused a strong backlash.
Mu Zixue's experiment was successful.
Just now, the woman Fu Ling was very concerned, thinking that since the Purple Emperor Bell can block the attack of the soul, if it appears in its true body, wouldn't it be able to block the induction of the soul?
After giving it a try, it worked!
Moreover, I also harvested a gray bead that contained two drops of Chaos Water!
"Purple Emperor Bell!" Huang Ji's mouth was bleeding, with a furious look on his face.
With a fierce look in his eyes, he suddenly raised the black stick in his hand and smashed it hard at the prison of the big bell, which is the hinge on the top of the big bell!
Three thousand years ago, he used this method to split the Purple Emperor Bell into two. The Pulao area was transformed into a copper ring, and the bell body was obtained from the Shenyi Sect.
Now, he's going to do it again!
Mu Zixue was inside the clock, unable to release her spiritual consciousness, and did not know what was going on outside.
She was concentrating on eliminating Huang Ji's spiritual thoughts on the gray beads, otherwise the remaining spiritual thoughts could still detonate the gray beads if she was not careful.
The Wuzui stick hit Pulao accurately.
"Bang!"
The sound was like thunder, and inside the big bell, Mu Zixue's delicate body trembled, and the spiritual thought she had just gathered suddenly disintegrated.
The woman was shocked, but she didn't dare to be distracted at all. She kept sending out spiritual thoughts from the sea of consciousness and continued to refine the gray beads in her hands.
There were obvious cracks at the connection between the Pulao and the bell body.
Huang was very happy. It stands to reason that the Purple Emperor Bell is a magic weapon. Even if Pulao is the location of his life gate, it is difficult for him to cause substantial damage with his current cultivation level at the peak of the Golden Core.
Unexpectedly, the results were immediate!
"Hahaha," Huang Ji raised his head and laughed: "I thought you had completely repaired this thing, but it turns out that it was just glued together!"
"Then separate!" He shouted violently, and with more strength in his hand, he hit the crack with another powerful and heavy blow!
"Qiang——"
The sound of the collision became duller, and the crack immediately expanded several times, reaching half an inch wide and two feet long!
As long as it happens again, Pulao will be completely separated!
In the space, Yang Zhen was so anxious that she could no longer care about anything and shot three arrows in succession towards Huang Ji.
Qin Mingyue's fourth-level long sword was thrown out at the same time.
The silver-gray puppet was connected to Huang Ji's mind. This time, it did not turn into water to dodge, but instead swung its fists like rain, shooting down three arrows one after another.
However, the long sword thrown by Qin Mingyue accurately exploded in front of the puppet, blasting a black hole the size of a bowl in the chest.
The silver-gray puppet let out a human-like scream, its body swayed and it stood unsteadily.
Its biggest advantage is that it can turn into liquid at any time to avoid attacks. Its real defense is not strong. The self-destruction of this fourth-level flying sword will cause considerable damage to it.
However, after all, it was just a golden elixir level attack. The silver-gray puppet quickly stabilized its body, and a pair of death-like eyes shot out fierce light, staring at the direction of Xiao Qingshi.
In the space, Yang Zhen and Dandan Zhuzhu bent their bows and set arrows again.
Ten feet away, Huang Ji was filled with anger in his dantian, his right hand holding the black stick tightly on his shoulder, ready to go!
…
It was as if a gust of wind was blowing in front of my eyes.
Huang Ji blinked hard, and for a moment he thought he was dazzled.
The fracture in the Purple Emperor Bell is quickly being healed.
In the blink of an eye, the one-foot-long crack was only half a foot long, and the crack mouth also changed from half an inch wide to as small as a finger crack.
And it continues to heal.
Huang Ji was stunned and suddenly exclaimed:
"Item Spirit!"
"Your Purple Emperor Bell actually has a weapon spirit?"
Inside the bluestone, Yang Zhen was slightly startled. Hearing the meaning of Huang Ji's words, did this Purple Emperor Bell have no weapon spirit before?
There is a world of difference between a magic weapon with a weapon spirit and a magic weapon without a weapon spirit.
The former can not only automatically recover damage, but can also actively attack the enemy or defend itself under the command of the weapon spirit.
Three thousand years ago, Huang Ji was able to destroy the Purple Emperor Bell because it had no weapon spirit. Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to succeed.
Who knew that now, this Purple Emperor Bell actually has a weapon spirit!
"So what!" Huang Ji yelled crazily, a ferocious look on his handsome face, and the black stick in his hand hit Pulao again like a heavy hammer.
"ah--"
Inside the Purple Emperor Bell, the girl's cry of pain came from her mouth.
The crack expanded to its original size again, but after a while, it healed again, but at a much slower speed than before.
"Hahaha——" Huang Ji laughed proudly: "What kind of weapon spirit? You don't have all your hair, but you still dare to fight with me!"
He swung the Wuzui stick again and concentrated all his strength. This time, he wanted to complete the victory in one battle!
…
The Wuzui stick hit the empty space.
The moment Huang Ji struck his final blow, the Zihuang Bell disappeared.
To be precise, it didn't disappear, but changed back to the size of a pearl flower and returned to a woman's bun.
At the critical moment, Mu Zixue finally completely eliminated the spiritual thoughts attached to the gray beads and took them as her own!
Huang Ji's face was gloomy, and the missed blow almost caused him internal injuries.
However, before he could react, Mu Zixue suddenly passed between him and the dark gold puppet like a ghost.
The purple sword pierced the heart of the silver-gray puppet who was caught off guard.
It was the wound as big as the mouth of a bowl.
The boundless chill suddenly came.
The silver-gray puppet's chest was frozen stiff for an instant, and the chill spread throughout his body.
This completely loses its ability to hydrate.
When the purple chill spread to the puppet's neck, Mu Zixue's long sword retracted and released, swinging a graceful arc in the darkness.
The puppet's head fell like an iron ball.
Inside the small bluestone, Yang Zhen had quick eyes and quick hands. She immediately used her spiritual consciousness to wrap the body of the puppet that had lost control and pulled it into the space.
Huang Ji's long and narrow eyebrows suddenly raised. This time, he clearly felt the fluctuations in the space.
Mu Zixue succeeded in the attack and quickly approached the dark gold puppet without stopping.
Huang Ji woke up from his mixed thoughts. With a thought, the green jade pillar shot towards the dancing woman.
As expected, the phantom of the Purple Emperor Bell suddenly appeared and blocked the divine soul attack.
And looking at the Pulao connection, it has basically healed.
Huang Ji's eyes flashed, there was a weapon spirit's magic weapon, even if this weapon spirit was very weak, it was difficult for him to shake it now.
However, if you can make it your own...
Greed arose in his heart, but his hand movements were not slow at all. He moved the black stick across his chest and blocked it in front of the woman.
At the same time, he secretly ordered the dark gold puppet to take a step back and attack the woman from behind.
However, although the dark gold puppet was powerful, its movements were really slow. When it arrived at the position designated by Huang Ji, Mu Zixue had already turned around. Instead, she went around behind the puppet and swung her sword straight into the back of the heart.
There is also the life gate of the dark gold puppet.
Huang Ji was startled and stepped forward to help defend again.
Two people and one puppet immediately killed each other.
In the space, Yang Zhen and others looked at it for a while, and their hearts gradually relaxed.
The two sides seemed to be going back and forth, but after all, Mu Zixue's cultivation level was higher, and her movement skills were also extremely elegant and agile. One moment, she was killing Huang Ji, and the other was approaching the puppet, forcing the opponent to panic.
In this case, the three hundred foundation-building monks can finally be put to use.
…
In the dark cave, countless spiritual materials suddenly flew out, including array flags, array disks, rockeries, spiritual stones, spiritual plants, etc., and they scattered everywhere like a goddess scattering flowers.
Huang Ji narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, he was finally sure that there was a small world hidden in that place.
It is actually a small world that can avoid the detection of divine consciousness!
A small world that can attack the outside world!
No, this is no ordinary small world, this is the legendary world of Qiankun!
Huang Ji's eyes burst out with blazing light!
God is wise and allowed me to meet such a strange thing after rebirth!
I, Huang Ji, am truly the son of destiny!
This thing will definitely belong to me, Huang Ji!
Fight!
Huang Ji yelled in his heart, letting the formation materials fly like raindrops all over the sky, seemingly not caring.
Mu Zixue even attacked from all directions, forcing him and the puppets into various positions to avoid some of the formation materials from being affected by the air waves of Dou Technique, and when they could not be positioned accurately——
He also pretends to be ignorant and goes with the flow.
He was extremely knowledgeable in formations, but he still couldn't recognize that this was a formation that confined space.
Then do as you wish, he sneered secretly.
Finally, all the materials are in place.
Mu Zixue raised her eyebrows, and a chill emerged from her body. The sword light turned into countless streams of light, with a biting chill surrounding Huang Jie and the puppets. In an instant, everyone and everything was forced to scramble, and they could only stand together. Together, we desperately defend ourselves to protect ourselves.
Immediately, the woman suddenly stepped back a few feet. Before the other party had time to react, she waved her jade hand and fired several spells one after another, sending a large amount of spiritual energy to different directions.
Soon, thousands of spiritual lights emerged from the material, and quickly connected with the surrounding materials, forming countless cycles of light, making the entire cave extremely brilliant.
But with just one breath, the light dissipated, all the materials disappeared, and the cave fell into darkness again.
The surrounding air also stagnated at this moment.
The space confinement formation is completed!
During the whole process, Mu Zixue was holding a long sword, pointing at one person and one puppet back to back, and keeping a close eye on each other's actions.
Huang Ji was stunned, with no expression on his face.
Deep in his eyes, there was a hint of imperceptible sneer.
