Chapter 188: Alchemy Puppet?

Yan (Thanks to classmate Li Moxuan, Tian Tang ◎ Yao porcelain, and classmates for the pink ticket~!) As soon as you arrive at the battle house, it's really hard to write~! There will be more tomorrow~! O∩一∩O~)

I saw the burly and majestic woman slamming into her, and she actually gave up a qiē and directly used her body as a weapon.

By the moment when he hit the cyan light curtain with his elbow sideways, there was a small and delicate crossbow in his hand, and countless spiritual power light arrows flew out, connecting them into a straight line at a short distance, breaking through the protection of the cyan light curtain in an instant, and directly impacting the female disciple, the woman was not slow to react, and hurriedly erected a blue light shield, covering the door at all.

The huge momentum directly knocked the blue light shield away, and before she could figure out what was going on, even the person flew out with the shield, and in the void, ghosts flashed, the spirit blade slashed, and the sound of "plopping" the heavy object on the ground, the light on the blue light shield was dim, and the owner of the shield never had a chance to stand up again.

This faint fluctuation of dark attribute spiritual power attracted Wu Sixuan's attention.

The first-grade talisman soldiers that had been added to the layers of flame explosion talismans would not have any effect on the monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and what they did was just to buy some time for the other three.

As the fearless and "Huahua" with the strongest attack power among the four, cough cough, that is, ink-dyed clothes, lived up to expectations, and eliminated two female disciples who were at the bottom of the cultivation in a few breaths, which is commonly known as "soft persimmon". ~

Sui An entangled a disciple who was similar to his cultivation, and Lin Shou, as a Fu cultivator who specialized in talismans, had done his best, and the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and he had swallowed the elixir to recover, but it took a certain amount of time, in between, he could only stare at a few people anxiously, holding a large handful of talismans in his hands, waiting for the right time, and sacrificing the talismans, this thing is not divided between the enemy and me, and there will never be a miracle if it is thrown in one go, only you die and I die, and the only one who can survive in the end, There is no doubt that it must be Wu Sixuan's old goods, and the gap between the cultivation and the cultivation has made this battle head stand at both ends of the scale of injustice from the beginning.

Originally, it was supposed to be fearless and Wu Sixuan, the challenge of sword cultivation is commonplace, stronger than the attack power of other monks, attacking instead of defending, the mystery of the sword itself is unyielding, not letting go, not fearing, not retreating, never giving up the full force of enterprising, against such a mid-stage monk who cultivates exercises like Qihuang Yiyi tends to maintain health, he does not have the power to fight, if he Wu Sixuan is in the early stage of foundation building, look at them or not, an old man who cultivates health exercises also dares to be arrogant!

But because of the hidden fluctuations left by this ghost sword butterfly, Wu Sixuan put his mind on the ink-dyed clothes and made a decisive move.

The two-foot-tall jade tree is sacrificed, suspended in the air, full of jade, a tree of bisplendor, rich vitality catharsis.

The fat girl's figure was immediately invisible, and in the green of her eyes, the black spirit butterfly held the spirit sword and her childlike face, puffing out her cheeks unconvinced, and the ghosts around her were like waves, constantly surging outward, confronting the thick and thick vitality, trying to overwhelm it.

An endless stream of silk threads poured in from all directions, and a faint green aura converged into the jade tree, covering an area more and more widely, and the vitality inside became more and more intense.

And the ghost sword butterfly is completely eating the old book, and there is no supplement, one thing and the other・・・・・・

The ink-dyed clothes were in a hurry, she didn't care about any more exposure, and patted the storage belt, and the villain wearing armor covered with black runes stood steadily, and the six-pointed star circle under her feet flashed, and the one-foot-tall villain turned into a three-zhang tall giant in the blink of an eye.

Every muscle is full of strength, and the appearance of the Troll Titan is extremely amazing and shocking!

The two fists slammed into the ground, the earthy yellow ripples swayed, the earth shook, and the fists smashed down one after another, the earth cracked and the rocks collapsed, and the dense turquoise enchantment seemed to be torn open several times, and the formless and qualitative vitality was like a stone being thrown into a quiet lake, causing countless ripples.

The eyes of the ink-dyed clothes were slightly condensed, the fat girl saw the stitches, her body flashed, disappeared into the void, and the next moment she was exposed to the side of the jade tree, a small child's face and nose were smiling evilly, her hands were together, and she held up the spirit sword, and the ghost flames on it were raging, straight down!

The jade tree was silently chopped in half from it, and the almost symmetrical jade trees on both sides were still struggling to merge together, and the heavy vitality no longer spread outward, but quickly contracted, condensing around the two halves of the jade tree, and the black mist at the incision, like maggots attached to the bones, was not as strong as people but extremely tenacious, and they were stubbornly guarding the line of defense, not letting the jade trees on both sides close.

The fat girl was impatient with such a glue, the little arm like a lotus root stretched out, and the fleshy little hand pinched the jade tree, and the two halves of the jade tree came together as she wished, but it was trembling, and fine cracks like scales oozed from the inside out, and finally turned into a cloud of smoke in the fat girl's hands.

Turning around and spreading his hand, he motioned for his master to see clearly, and his innocent big eyes blinked and blinked, as if to say: Look, I originally wanted to give it to you, but who knew that it was so fragile that it would shatter when you pinched it......

The ground crack followed Wu Sixuan's footsteps, the sea water rushed up along the gap, their location was close to the edge of the island, and at this moment, directly separated a corner from the entire island, the sea water kept pushing this corner away, and the ink dyed clothes hurriedly told the troll titan to stop, and if they smashed it again, they all fell into the sea.

Fight in the water...... She said very unfamiliarly!

Wu Sixuan sneered, as if he had seen through her intentions, and suddenly burst out, his hands poured out a huge spiritual light, and his palms ...... downward

Ink Dyeed Yi's eyes shrank, and the rest of the people were not slow to react, and they all jumped on the flying sword or the flying Lingzhen.

There was a loud "bang", smoke and dust filled the sky, and water splashed everywhere.

The land that landed was destroyed by Wu Sixuan, and she didn't have time to put away the troll titan, and sank into the sea with that small piece of land.

The face of the ink-dyed clothes was gloomy, and the swollen face covered with horizontal silk was hideous and terrifying.

The initiator stood on the flying sword and laughed wildly.

"Without the alchemy puppet, I see how arrogant you are an ugly girl? Kill my disciples, I will make you pay for the blood debts one by one, no, no, this is too cheap for you, the old man will definitely destroy your bones and scatter ashes, draw your soul and light the lamp! ”

Alchemy puppets?

A trace of doubt quickly crossed my mind.

She sneered, patted the storage to bring, and flew out three flying swords together, red, yellow and blue aura, reflecting each other, the aura, the aura of the swallow was introverted and deep, pure and vigorous, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

"Grandma has a lot of things! I'll give you an old man a good opening today! "Min