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The mountain peaks were blowing, and there was a light cold feeling.

If it weren't for that, I'm afraid that the Golden Throne would feel like a dream.

What do you see?

"That sword...... "Jin Wenzun's eyes widened, and the lightning-like sword replayed in his mind. The edge of that sword is probably comparable to ...... Ten changes in the image. ”

However, Xiao Yang has only just broken through to the transformation of the image!

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?"

Everyone held their breath, as if their hearts were about to beat out, and they witnessed the peerless sword with their own eyes.

"One change in the image is comparable to ten changes in the image." Jin Wenzun muttered, his eyes full of incredulity.

The image is ever-changing.

Every time it becomes a small hurdle, every ten changes into a big hurdle, and every hundred changes is a qualitative change.

For example, the three changes of the transformation are against the seven changes of the transformation of the image, and the three changes defeat the seven changes, which is surprising at best, and it is not impossible. And if the Nine Transformations of the Transformation defeat the Ten Transformations of the Transformation, there is a big difference between the two, which will inevitably be shocking and cry out for evil.

And now, Xiao Yang has changed his image, but he has the combat power of ten changes.

The Golden Venerable Throne has nothing to say.

Wickedness?

How to describe it.

No wonder he is confident and capable of self-preservation.

"There are some people you can't compare."

An incomparably harsh voice sounded in the ears of the Black and White Throne, and he felt a sharp blade in his throat, and the Black and White Throne didn't even dare to swallow the bitter water, and his face was blue and white for a while, and he was ashamed.

At the same time, the eyes couldn't hide the shock.

One day.

In just one day, he was able to defeat himself head-on.

The face of the black and white throne was like ashes, and he had nothing to say about this failure, and he was convinced.

Although Xiao Yang's words were ugly, they were ironclad facts.

Truth be told, sometimes it's always the opposite.

"I ...... Defeated. ”

The voice of the black and white throne fell with difficulty, and his face was vicissitudes, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden, and there was no longer that sharp edge.

Shout!

Xiao Yang collected his sword.

The black and white throne barely left a moment, and the figure flickered directly and quickly disappeared below the mountain peak.

He has no shame left here.

"Awesome, Brother Xiao, big brother, I have nothing to say except for a convincing voice." The Golden Venerable stepped forward.

Xiao Yang shook his head with a humble smile, and then said, "Brother Jin, you better relay my words back to the Red Sword Venerable." The Golden Triangle is now full of people, and it is inevitable that there is no one who can recognize your identity. I have my own way to protect myself, not to mention, the Sword Sect is not far from the Golden Triangle, if there is really any situation that I can't control, I will ask my eldest brother for help. ”

Jin Wen Zunza hesitated for a moment, glanced at Xiao Yang's firm eyes at this time, only nodded helplessly, and solemnly admonished, "Xiao Yang, if something really happens, you must notify me as soon as possible." Don't hold it up. ”

Xiao Yang smiled, "I will." ”

Jin Wenzun and the others quickly left the mountain.

The mountain breeze blew and stroked Xiao Yang's face.

Xiao Yang stood on a boulder, his figure standing quietly in the wind like a pine, looking in a direction, the smile on his face solidified and faded with the departure of the Jin Wen Throne, replaced by a solemnity, looking at a large area of darkness in front of him from a distance, and muttered, "Many forces are powerful...... Gathering in the Golden Triangle? ”

"Is it for that thing...... too?"

"These guys' sense of smell is really good."

"That's right, since I can calculate the location of that thing, there are so many strange people in the world, there must be some who can be calculated." Xiao Yang muttered softly to himself, a sudden flash of tenderness in his eyes, and at the same time contained a burst of firmness, "However, you are destined to return empty-handed." ”

"No matter how many people are staring, I'm going to get it."

Xiao Yang's eyes were extremely firm.

During this trip to the Golden Triangle, he has always had a secret in his heart.

The reason for training the army, and the goal of passing on the jade seal of the country, secretly, have another plan.

"Gotta get it."

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At night, under the neon lights of the pearl, the traffic is busy.

A black-robed figure flashed in a corner.

"Nope!"

"Still not."

"The golden sword is not on these men."

In the darkness, the dark green light was flickering, and the eyes were full of anger, "This king is lurking in the pearl, just for the golden sword!" Golden Knife! ”

The cold color of the Soul Devouring King's eyes became more and more intense, and at the same time, there was a faint hint of panic and hatred, "With the golden knife, this king will dedicate it to the Sword Sect, and he will definitely be able to get the protection of the Sword Sect, where do you still need to be chased by the King of Red Clothes, like a lost dog all day long!" "The Soul Eater King doesn't expect to be able to make the Golden Sword recognize his master.

Originally, everything was under his control, but he never expected it to change overnight.

"Could it be that the golden knife has really possessed the sea creatures......" The Soul Eater King gritted his teeth, if that was the case, there was nothing he could do! Do you want to fish the whole sea?

Finding a knife in a haystack is not necessarily easier than finding a needle in a haystack.

"No, there's one more!" A cold light burst out of the Soul Eater King's eyes, "The one who killed Xu Ding!" The Soul Eater King's eyes lit up, "Yes, there's still hope!" ”

As long as there is hope, it is impossible for the Soul Eater to give up.

"But...... Where is the young man Guwu now? The figure of the Soul Eater King lurked in the dark alley, thinking quietly, and for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes wide, "I almost forgot!" ”

The figure of the Soul Eater King stood up straight, pinched his fingers and calculated for a moment, and suddenly became a little excited, "That's right, that's right, it's that thing, you must not miss it." Get it, perhaps, you don't have to be afraid of the King in Red anymore. ”

The figure of the Soul Eater King flickered abruptly and disappeared into the alley of night.

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The peaks and peaks are undulating, and there are countless famous mountains in Yanhuang, one of which is deep in the mountains.

Countless pools bubble as if the heat is boiling.

Each pool is of different size, distinctly layered, layered on top of each other, the topmost pool is fluctuating violently at the moment, as if the boiling water is completely boiling, the thick fog fills the entire pool around, above the center of the pool, a gray robe figure stands cross-legged, full of strange atmosphere.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, like lightning struck, and his arm waved suddenly.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

With the sound of explosions erupting from the pool, the water on the pool decreased dramatically, and gradually, two golden coffins appeared at the bottom of the pool.

"Bah......"

The gray-robed figure had words in his mouth, as if he was reciting a strange spell, and a strange circle of light flashed out from between his ten fingers, seeping into one of the golden coffins.

"Up!"

The lid of the coffin was lifted in an instant, and a dull sound came out.

Almost at the same time, inside the coffin, a figure with a stiff expression and no breath at all bounced up, standing strangely by the edge of the pool.

"It's a success, hahaha!"

The gray-robed figure swept down his sleeves and landed in front of the figure, laughing wildly.

"Congratulations to the Peerless King, congratulations to the Peerless King, for successfully refining an avatar-level puppet!" Someone on the side immediately congratulated him with a respectful expression.

The gray-robed figure in front of him is the Peerless King!

Specialize in puppetry!

"Avatar-level puppet!" King Wushuang's eyes were faintly excited, this was a huge breakthrough for him! "A puppet has the strength of an image, and the puppet of this king has been soaked in special pool water all over its body, and the swords, guns, poison and fire are inviolable, and the same realm will definitely be swept away! Ha Lu Ha! Tianji sent a big gift to this king! ”

"If there were a few more puppets who had been hit by the Heavenly Machine Blood Talisman of the Heavenly Machine Sect, wouldn't I be able to have a large number of transformation puppets in my hands......" The Wushuang King felt extremely excited when he thought about it, and he felt that his puppet technique had advanced to another level.

"One day, my Peerless King will become a Heavenly Immortal Puppet! Heaven and earth, I am the only one! ”

This is the greatest ambition of the Peerless King.

The avatar puppet standing in front of the Peerless King at this moment turned out to be Shan Zhengping, the Heavenly Skill Blood Talisman in his body! Shan Meng'er's grandfather, who was killed by Xiao Yang, was willing to be the puppet of King Wushuang in order to avenge his granddaughter.

A puppet is a complete surrender of his life to his master.

Life and death are only in the master's thoughts.

Even, there are puppets who do not even have basic consciousness and will only obey the orders of the battle purely.

"Shan Zhengping is still of great use, this king will restore his consciousness for the time being."

The Wushuang King had words in his mouth, and a burst of light hit him, and the puppet Shan Zhengping in front of him was covered for a while, and slowly opened his cloudy eyes, and his eyes revealed a moment of confusion, and when he saw the Wushuang King, the memory suddenly surged up like a tide.

A light of hatred burst out.

"Meng'er, grandpa will definitely avenge you!"

Shan Zhengping felt the surging strength of his body, and turned his face to look at the Peerless King with some incredulity.

"Shan Zhengping." The majestic voice of the Wushuang King directly shook through Shan Zhengping's mind.

Shan Zhengping immediately knelt on his knees, knelt in front of the Peerless King, and said respectfully, "Master." ”

"Very good," the Peerless King said with a smile, "You are the first Avatar-level puppet refined by this King, and your strength is comparable to that of an ordinary ancient martial artist with ten transformations!" ”

"This king knows that you can't wait to avenge Shan Meng'er immediately, Meng'er is also the king's apprentice, this revenge, this king does not stop you from taking revenge. However, before you take revenge, you first go and do something for the king, and when it is done, the king can not only let you take revenge, but also ...... You can also resurrect dreams. ”

"Resurrection?" Shan Zhengping was suddenly shaken, and looked at the Peerless King in disbelief.

"Of course, it's not a resurrection in the true sense, but a puppet like you and a long-lasting life." The eyes of the Peerless King contained a bit of madness.

"Look there......" Wushuang Wang Yao pointed to another coffin in the pool, "there is Meng'er's corpse stored!" I still can't be separated, and it's up to you whether I can refine the dead dream into a puppet. ”

Shan Zhengping knelt on the ground on his knees and said respectfully, "Please command, master." ”

"It's simple." King Wushuang said lightly, "Lead a team of Wushuang escorts to the Golden Triangle and bring something back for this king." ”