Chapter 909 The old man in the cave

"rise!"

After a period of time.

The old man shouted angrily.

It also made Meng Jing look over quickly.

really.

The puppet in this cauldron has been refined.

It seems that the level is not low.

Meng Jing bit his fingertips without any hesitation.

It was just a matter of paying attention while the old man hadn't taken it out yet.

Give it a flick.

The drop of blood suspended in the air.

With a whooshing sound, it flew out.

He landed impartially behind the puppet.

Then.

The next second.

Bang.

The puppet in the cauldron suddenly opened its eyes.

The old man who was completing the last step and confessing his master by shedding blood.

Suddenly I saw the puppet who opened his eyes.

I was shocked instantly.

"what happened?"

He hasn't completed the process of recognizing his master yet.

Why did he suddenly open his eyes?

Could it be that the body has been faked?

The old man muttered in his heart.

He had no idea that the puppet at this time was already in a state of recognizing its master.

"Come on, give that old guy a good beating!"

Meng Jing saw a trace of the connection with the puppet in his mind and immediately gave the order.

He just wanted to see a good show.

boom!

The puppet instantly opened its arms and punched both sides of the cauldron with its fists.

Suddenly.

There was an explosion of sound.

The cauldron of that statue shattered into pieces.

Rolling ashes filled the air.

Then, the puppets quickly rushed towards the phantom in the air.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the puppet.

The old man didn't react either.

Boom boom boom!

The puppet punched the old man nearly dozens of times.

The phantom flew backwards.

Maybe it was because he was already dead and just fell heavily to the ground.

It did not cause any blood vomiting effect.

But the next second.

The old man was angry.

With a sudden slap on the ground, the whole person flew into the air.

"Damn it, you little thing, you were all refined by me."

"I can still let you bully me!"

You are nothing but a puppet.

When he was alive, he was still my student.

Now, you still want to fight against me?

this..

is it possible?

With an angry shout.

The old man rushed forward quickly, with one hand in the shape of an eagle's claw, and grabbed the opponent's body.

That old guy is indeed a strong man in the half-step spirit realm.

Just this one move.

Just hold the opponent's head firmly.

The puppet was instantly unable to move.

"Do you think this is over?"

"The fun has just begun!"

Meng Jing, who was hiding behind, smiled.

He admits.

This old guy does have some strength.

But it's a pity.

He forgot something.

A puppet who will recognize his master once he sheds blood.

It is possible to share the master's strength.

That is to say.

The current puppet.

He is no longer the puppet who only had the realm of the Spiritual Emperor before.

Rather.

A puppet in the realm of the Great Spirit Master whose cultivation level is higher than that of the old man.

If only I knew this.

That old man probably wanted to die!

the other side.

The old man was holding the puppet's head in his hand.

He began to lower his head and look at the puppet to see which step he did wrong.

This is actually happening.

Logically speaking.

With his many years of experience in refining puppets, he would not make such a low-level mistake.

But by accident.

It was just such a puppet that went berserk.

He also hopes to use this puppet to capture more young people.

In this case.

He can continue to increase his strength until he finds a physical body that suits him.

But right now.

But this happened.

It's really puzzling.

"Oh, what a pity such a corpse is."

But not.

Soon, his face became hot and excited, he licked his lips and said with a dry smile: "Unfortunately, I don't know what the strength of that Atlantic man is."

"In terms of time, it's almost time to die!"

"When I get his body, I really want to taste what that Atlantic woman tastes like."

Said.

Just as he was about to subconsciously tighten his grip on the puppet's head.

But his hands.

But he was caught!

The old man was subconsciously startled, "What's going on!"

This puppet has obviously been surrendered by himself.

But why.

I can still move now!

"Who are you bastard?"

The old man asked angrily.

He had a gut feeling.

It's the puppet in front of me.

It was no longer made by him.

On the contrary, it seems to have been refined by others.

Otherwise.

Why is it so weird?

The puppet didn't speak for the next second.

His already red eyes flashed red again.

Suddenly.

The two fists condensed an invisible force and roared out toward the old man's abdomen.

This time.

The old man who is the soul.

After receiving a punch, the entire person's shadow became even more illusory.

His body hit the wall hard.

His face was no longer calm, full of shock, and he spat.

He quickly got up from his place and stared at the other person fiercely: "Who are you, this guy?"

"You are not a puppet made by me!"

even though.

From the very beginning, he had already noticed that something was wrong.

But him.

Didn't care so much.

There is no other reason.

He was the only one in this cave.

to be honest.

At best, this puppet just went berserk.

but.

Judging from the punch just now.

Things are far from that simple!

The power erupted from that punch.

even...

Taller than him!

A scumbag who only had the realm of the Spirit Emperor during his lifetime.

How could it be possible to burst out with such powerful strength.

There must be someone behind this.

“I didn’t expect that I was discovered!”

A young voice with a chuckle sounded from behind the stone wall.

Gradually a young man emerged.

The old man's face was full of murderous intent.

Regarding this mocking voice, I wanted to pounce on him right now and tear the opponent into pieces.

Where is the use of discovery?

It's obvious that the other person doesn't want to play with you anymore and walked out on purpose.

This is a humiliation!

Behind his back, he snatched his puppet without saying a word.

Now.

How dare you come out openly.

Taunt him!

Uncle can bear it.

As a grandfather, I can’t bear it!

"Little thing, die for me!"

The old man roared angrily.

Turned into a ghost shadow and bypassed the puppet.

Rushing to Meng Jing!

in the air.

A poisonous fog filled the air!

Can.

Before the old man's figure appeared.

Meng Jing gently raised a hand and grabbed it.

A shadow was caught in the palm of the hand.

The old man had an expression full of disbelief and horror.

"Why, why, can you see me?"