After running out of weapons, the two black golems appeared dazed and helpless for a moment, like a stuck machine that briefly stopped in place.

Naturally, Yu Ling would not miss such an opportunity, and the three attack seals condensed in an instant, and after stacking them on top of each other, they flipped the helmets of the black puppet soldiers over, revealing their crude heads made of ink iron.

The two black puppet soldiers finally came back to their senses and threw their fists at Yu Ling in a dull manner, their speed was not fast, and after Yu Ling released the domain spirit technique to suppress it, it was even slower than a turtle crawling.

Yu Ling swung the ink condensing knife and slashed out two spiral heavens, and the fierce energy suddenly raged in the narrow passage, due to the limited space and nowhere to vent, the power became more condensed and terrifying.

The two currents of air twisted and twisted, one smashing the black golem's heads into iron filings, and even the spiritual crystal nuclei that controlled their movements inside were covered with spider web-like cracks.

It can only be said that dead things are dead things after all, and it is impossible to compare them with living people, if there are two normal Illusory God late stage cultivators, it is simply unrealistic for Yu Ling to easily solve them. At least the weapon was broken, didn't they know to get another one from the ring?

"Bang, bang!"

After the spiritual power crystal nucleus shattered, the two black puppet soldiers suddenly collapsed, and they fell to the ground with two thuds, and the heavy sound shook the entire passage three times.

Yu Ling casually put them into the spirit ring, the ancient tricks and puppet techniques are still doing well, maybe they can be taken to the Li Yan clan for research and research, and they can also make such puppets as guards, even if they are a little stupid, but they can still play a great role when necessary.

Even putting aside the research function, a few hundred catties of ink iron is not cheap, at least fifty or sixty pieces of high-grade divine jade or even more.

When Yuling returned to the entrance of the passage, Fang Zijin and the others had just finished the battle, I have to say that although the wheel battle was very shameless, it was quite physically demanding to execute, and the two red puppets had not fallen yet, and everyone was almost tired enough.

"What kind of material is this thing, has it been upgraded, and I feel that the ones in the middle stage of the illusion god before are not so durable?" Fang Zijin said angrily while knocking the pill.

Yu Ling glanced at the red puppets lying on the ground side by side, reached out and touched them, the touch was warm and delicate and smooth, it didn't seem to be more like beautiful jade than wood.

"It is the best 10,000-year-old red wood, because the color is relatively dull, the material is too hard, and it is generally not used for architectural decoration, but even if it is placed for tens of thousands of years, it will not decay, so it is the most suitable for puppet puppets, and its hardness even surpasses most of the iron and stone. Gu Yong casually explained.

"What about the red puppets from before?" asked Yuling.

"The quality varies, but the highest is only 6,000 years old. ”

"If it's immortal for ten thousand years, why is this kind of wood so rare now?" Yu Ling wondered.

"Because it was almost cut down during the period of the Wei Heavenly Kingdom, you look at how many red puppets are in this outer treasury, and the 10,000-year-old red wood is originally very rare and rare, and it is estimated that it is almost extinct now. Gu Yong said sarcastically.

So it's back to the question of ecological and environmental protection......

Yu Ling relayed it to everyone, and said, "So the red puppet at the peak of the Phantom God should be even harder, even if it is attacked with me, I am afraid it will last for several minutes." ”

To be precise, even with Yuling's attack power, it is difficult to destroy the 10,000-year-old red wood, so it basically relies on consuming the power of the spiritual power crystal nucleus, causing the internal disintegration of the red puppet. Sometimes it's hard to imagine how the ancients forged such a hard piece of red wood into a puppet.

"I'll see how many puppets there are before I can set up a space formation. Fang Jing became enlightened.

Yu Ling nodded and said, "It's best to break them individually, otherwise the difficulty will be too great." ”

Everyone hurriedly recovered their spiritual power, and rushed to the last passage, although they were a little mentally tired, but everyone still forcibly boosted their fighting spirit.

After all, after a long delay, who knows if other cultivators will suddenly appear here, the sooner the better.

An Shisheng looked around like a ghost, and then flashed back and said: "There are puppets in the back passage, which means that the progress of other people is still a lot behind us, and there is still some time left for us." ”

Yu Ling bowed his head and said: "We are now facing two black puppet soldiers, a red puppet, both of which are at the peak level of the Phantom God, Fang Jingcheng, you come over to observe, and strive to set up the formation as soon as possible." ”

Fang Jingcheng was collectively watched by everyone, and it was inevitable that there was a trace of nervousness, but Fang Shaozhu's psychological quality was still passable, and he quickly calmed down and began to deduce the formation node.

"I need an hour. Fang Jingcheng made a rough estimate.

An Shisheng couldn't help frowning: "Is the cost of time too high?"

Fang Jingcheng rolled his eyes unhappily: "Xiao An'an, you can do it!"

"I didn't mean that, it will change later, can you try it without the space formation?" An Shisheng asked.

Yu Ling said calmly: "If it is three red puppets, then it can slowly grind them to death, but the problem is that the two black puppets are there, I can only deal with one, and who will give the other one?"

An Shisheng could only be dumbfounded, the black puppet soldiers at the peak of the Phantom God were not something they could compete with, and the narrow passage also restricted everyone from forming a battle formation.

"As soon as possible, I'll leave it to you. Yuling patted Fang Jingcheng on the shoulder.

Just a few simple words, Fang Jingcheng suddenly felt as if his throat was choked, and he couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart. As the young master of Fangyuan Palace, he has not lacked love, food, clothing, and money since he was a child, but he only lacks the affirmation and praise of others.

In the eyes of others, his identity had already destined him to take any of his achievements for granted, so when he was indulging in pleasure and sloppy cultivation, the whole Fang Yuan Hall sighed with disdain.

In fact, he also worked hard, but when he laid out a small formation that was quite difficult, what he ushered in was not the respect and admiration of others, and everyone's reaction was extremely flat, as if it was abnormal that he couldn't do this.

Over time, Fang Jingcheng was inevitably a little discouraged, and he was not the kind of diligent and hard-working character, so he finally fell into a vicious circle of helplessness.

He has been craving such affirmation for more than a decade.

Fang Jingcheng took a deep breath, abnormally put away his hangerdang appearance, and strode to the entrance of the passage.

Finally have a chance to prove himself, then he will never let everyone down.

Piece after piece of spatial hedron was thrown into the passage by Fang Jingcheng, and the black puppets and red puppets were completely unaware of this, as long as it was not a living thing breaking in, they would not take a second look at it at all.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour passed......

The passage was already sprinkled with shiny space crystals, forming a mysterious and complex formation, and the layman had to be dazzled and dizzy.

"How much does this cost?" Fang Zijin asked coldly.

"It's not for you anyway. Yuling said calmly.

Fang Zijin touched the poor spirit ring, and sighed for a while.

"Okay, let's start!" Fang Jingcheng activated the formation, only to see a flash of silver light in the passage, and the three puppets walked around in a daze, as if they couldn't see each other, and gradually separated.

"Yes, it's only been more than half an hour!" Fang Zijin immediately praised his relatives.

If he wanted to change the usual, Young Master Fang would definitely be proud of himself, but now that he had almost exhausted all his spirit, he just responded weakly, and sat down on the ground and said, "I can't do it, it's up to you next." ”