In the advanced puppet array, the monks trapped inside no longer had that desperate look on their faces at the moment, and they were faintly still a little excited. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info be able to fight against the invincible attack puppets of the same level on the premise of ensuring their own safety, and they may have unexpected gains.

"Ziyan, do what the old man said just now, and we'll attack the Attack on the puppet's patch with all our strength later. We have taken advantage of our breath, and there should be no problem in relying on the strength of a few people to protect ourselves. At the same time, watch out for the monks, and get out of here as soon as you find an opportunity. Dong Xizheng sent a message to Mo Ziyan.

The other monks might still have the idea of refining themselves by relying on the advanced puppet array, but Dong Xizheng didn't, he knew that the top priority was to get out of here.

Mo Ziyan heard the sound and raised his spirit, and looked at the monks around him with a little thought, according to his cultivation, this is still his cultivation is the highest, no matter what, once there is danger, he has to take the responsibility of protecting everyone, even if the price is his own sacrifice.

"Poof...... The attack of the wooden puppet was already close at hand, and a monk was beaten into a blood mist in the blink of an eye, and his bones were gone.

"Damn, attacking these patches doesn't work at all, goddamn Sikong, I'm going to chop you up. "Some monks have found that the patches that attack the wooden golems have no effect at all, and this wave of attacks is much stronger than the previous one.

Before the monk who cursed Sikong Jinze could continue, he was also blasted with a bloody mist from the fist of the attack golem.

The same scene permeated the entire Advanced Golem Array, and the little hope that had just been ignited was completely shrouded in despair at this moment, and the tireless attacks of the Wooden Strike Puppet turned the entire formation into a human purgatory.

At this moment, Dong Xizheng and the others were struggling to support, although they formed a human array, the full attack of a foundation building realm puppet still made several people unbearable, and a wooden puppet had exceeded their load.

"Bang ......" Another attack of the wooden puppet broke through the human formation that Dong Xizheng and several people relied on to save their lives. As soon as the breath of several people was exposed to the air, Dong Xizheng felt that an aura locked him, and he believed that Mo Ziyan and the others must be like this, and then each of them would face an attack puppet alone.

An attack puppet that can't be killed by several people joining forces, facing it alone, has no life at all. Dong Xizheng now regretted his confidence before this wave of attacks, he thought that Xiao Yin and the others might come to sneak attack, but when Sikong Jin finished talking about the weakness of the wooden puppet, he underestimated these threats that were close at hand.

In fact, not only him, but the monks of the entire formation are regretting it, thinking about it carefully, if the patch of attacking the attack puppet can make the attack golem stop attacking, then no matter how low the probability is in the first wave of attacks, there will be monks who will attack the patch and stop attacking. It was only in the desperate scene that I suddenly saw a glimmer of hope, and some details were automatically ignored.

This moment was very short, but Dong Xizheng felt that it was very long, and he thought of a lot. The mediocrity of the previous life, no matter how hard you work, you can't break the shackles of fate, and no matter how hard you struggle, you are crawling at the bottom. After crossing over to here, he saw the demise of the country, came into contact with Xiuzhen, and met his master. I remembered that I was still a demon and had experienced many things that were unimaginable in my previous life.

It's just that this life is still too short, and he hasn't found his master yet, he hasn't avenged the people who died in front of him, and he hasn't drunk with Mo Ziyan's good brothers, but he is about to fall here together.

After all, it is still the same fate, whether it is in the previous life or in this life, he will always be like a chess piece, and he has no ability to control his own destiny. So be it, maybe there's another life, maybe I'm supposed to end here.

This moment is very short and long, and at this moment Dong Xizheng gave up in the face of the lifeless wooden puppet, closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

With a "swish", Dong Xizheng felt a light behind him, and it turned out that this was the taste of death.

"Bang, bang, bang" three violent crashes pulled Dong Xizheng back to reality, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was not dead. The last sound that he had been carrying behind him in a box didn't know when he ran out and blocked it a few times for him.

Isn't there no soul anymore, how can he still take the initiative to resist attacks for him?

It's just that there is no effort left for Dong Xizheng to think about now, since he hasn't given up on his last words, how can he give up casually, and fight to the end if he wants to die. Dong Xizheng suddenly felt that he was very funny just now, and he easily made up his mind presumptuously, how could he know if the future would be brilliant.

Looking at the last voice in front of him, Dong Xizheng was very moved, and a sense of responsibility rose in his heart, for the sake of the last voice, for himself, he had to live. I don't know how the last sound protects Dong Xizheng independently, but now the last sound doesn't look very good, and several cracks visible to the naked eye on its body at this moment run from the head of the piano to the tail, as if as long as you use a little force, the entire body will be shattered.

Although he was very distressed, in the face of the fierce attack of the attack puppet, Dong Xizheng did not have much to do.

He was reluctant to use the last voice, even if he could save his life, he didn't want it to disappear from this world forever. If you fight for strength, the wooden puppet is invincible at the same level, and Dong Xizheng has been following Fuqin for many years, all his energy is on the qin, and he is not good at attack and defense, he is more suitable for control, but in the face of the soulless wooden puppet, how can he control it.

In a short blink of an eye, Dong Xizheng thought of various ways to deal with the enemy, but he couldn't attack or defend it, and the only way was to escape. That's right, Dong Xizheng chose to escape. In the moment before the follow-up attack of the wooden puppet arrived, he used one of his few spells, Luo Yanbu.

Although Fuqin's cultivation was very high before he was injured, he was obsessed with the way of the qin and did not give Dong Xizheng too many exercises. This set of Luo Yanbu is also one of the few sets of techniques that Dong Xizheng learned when he was in the human world, this is one of the most popular sets of exercises in the human world now, it is simple to start with, and it is also very practical.

Dong Xizheng's idea is very simple, since the first wave of attacks of the wooden puppet will end, the second wave of attacks will definitely end, and he only needs to use this set of body methods to persist until then.

Luo Yanbu is mainly a phantom word, flashing and moving in a small area, within a bounded radius, making it difficult for the enemy to catch the trajectory. Dong Xizheng's spirit was 120,000 nervous, and he stared at the attack routine of the wooden puppet with his last words, adjusting his pace before the fist arrived, and dodged the attack.

This body method is actually very ingenious, although it is simple, it is difficult to learn the essence, and it is easy to dodge with your body within less than half a meter to avoid attacks again and again. It's like dancing on the tip of a knife, and it looks very chic, but it's a crisis step by step.

Dong Xizheng's talent in magic and techniques is far inferior to his talent in music and rhythm, and it is far inferior to Mo Ziyan, who entered the ruins with him.

But this set of body shape spells Luo Yanbu, in an environment where you don't play with your life, Dong Xizheng, who is very concentrated, has performed a very high level. The afterimages of the two sides are constantly intertwined, Dong Xizheng always reacts before the wooden puppet attacks, and every time he feels that he is going to hit him, he can still save the day in the end.

Time passed minute by minute, and the monks who were still alive in the formation used various methods to maneuver with the puppets, and this wave of attacks was no longer as strong as the monks who bombarded each other with the puppets in the previous wave of attack waves, obviously the same puppets, but this wave was not a little bit stronger in terms of strength.

With the head-to-head confrontation against the wooden puppets, Dong Xizheng really used them as sparring partners and restored them to their original uses. Although the consumption is very large, Dong Xizheng's control of Luo Yanbu is becoming more and more mature, and at this time, he can already dodge calmly in the face of the puppet, and there is no thrill at the beginning.

"Group assessment, end. The mechanical sound sounded again, but it was particularly pleasant to the ears of the surviving monks.

It was finally over, and Dong Xizheng breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he only cared about dealing with the puppets, and he didn't know what happened to Mo Ziyan and the others, just now he was the farthest he was blown away, and he didn't know if they could form a human formation again and whether they could resist the attack.

Just as Dong Xizheng was about to look for Mo Ziyan's people, a dangerous aura flashed, which immediately made his heart tighten.