A man wearing a hat on his head, a ghost face, and a hidden head and tail came out of the darkness.

Looking at the gray beard exposed under the mask, and listening to the voice, it should be an old man who is not too old.

But the strange thing is that Wang Qing not only can't feel the first-class coercion from him, but also can't even feel the breath of a living person. No wonder I didn't notice it after scanning my divine sense a few times just now.

Wang Qing's voice was a little dry, and he said helplessly.

"Half-step Grandmaster?"

The man was stunned.

"I have this knowledge at a young age, and my background doesn't seem to be low. The big gate is sent, but they do this kind of reluctance, I will clean up the door for your division commander, they should have nothing to say. ”

Wang Qing glanced at the holy spring with nostalgia.

"This is the legendary Holy Spring?"

The man smiled.

"The Holy Spring is a Holy Spring, but it's not as magical as the legend says. The world is foolish, and it is only a matter of falsehood. It is indeed good for first-class masters to condense their divine senses, but the direct use effect is limited, and it also needs to be refined into pills by medical dao masters in order to make the best use of them. ”

"That's all, it seems that you don't use it less."

"That's not true, the effect of the medicine has been attenuated, and after using three drops, you can only quickly recover your consciousness. However, it is a good bargaining chip to train his subordinates and trade with others. ”

Wang Qing was secretly puzzled in his heart.

In film and television literature, villains often die from talking too much. But in reality, even in this game, all of them are old rivers and lakes, and they believe that they will never beep if they can do it.

Why is this person so easy to speak, his own delay in time is not clever, how can he be so cooperative.

Wang Qing's heart moved, and a bold guess came to his mind.

Immediately stopped talking nonsense, the spring thunder was startled, and the broken star turned into a spring thunder that suddenly exploded, and it was extremely swift and pointed at the person.

The man raised his hands, wore a pair of iron-clawed gloves, and his five sharp fingers were like five small daggers.

The five fingers were together, in the shape of a cone, and they pointed at the rapidly piercing shattered star.

The sword fingers intersected, stirring up a burst of sparks.

Wang Qing was knocked away by a huge force, and he turned three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and it was not until he stepped on the cave that he dissolved the force.

But Wang Qing's eyes lit up, and he lit up with excitement.

The opponent's strength is extremely great, even surpassing Shaolin, which is a master of body refining. However, what is fighting against his true qi is not true qi, but aura.

The biggest difference between true qi and spiritual qi is that one has strong personal characteristics, while the other is widely present in the world, gentle and compatible. As long as it is a human being, what is used is true qi. Even if Wang Qing's talisman relied on absorbing a large amount of aura around it to take effect, its essence was to transform the mild aura into more aggressive true qi through the Dao patterns on the talisman and a little bit of its own true qi.

And with the use of aura attacks, there is only one possibility. The kind of mecha puppet of the Tang Gate.

Uncle, I was deceived. No wonder I can't perceive it, this thing is a dead thing when it is not activated, and I am bent on finding a living person, so I naturally can't find it. And a puppet, no matter what his strength is, will never have the artistic conception of a first-class master.

Thinking that he regarded a dead thing as a half-step grandmaster-level master, Wang Qing's face turned red unconsciously. It's really Datang at this point in time, there are too many masters, and I subconsciously overestimate my opponent.

No, Wang Qing suddenly realized why this puppet was so good at talking before, he was stalling for time. Hell, I'm still in the enemy's hinterland, and the increase will come at any time.

But this puppet Zhen Nyima looks like a real person, and he can still speak. is so ingenious, it seems that the Tang Sect is a little worse. Who the hell is it, Wang Qing quickly went through the people who were good at puppetry, and a terrible name appeared in his mind.

It's over, poke the big basket.

Wang Maozhong, a Goguryeo native. was originally the domestic slave of Li Longji, the king of Linzi, and later rose to the crown prince step by step with Li Longji and succeeded to the throne. He quelled the rebellion, rebelled against the party, made many great contributions, rose step by step, and sat in the high position of the general of the auxiliary country and the ambassador of the defense and attack of Shuo Fangdao. It's a pity that he was arrogant, offended Gao Lishi, angered Tang Xuanzong, and was ordered to die.

But he also has another hidden identity, a terrible identity no less than an official position. Nine Heavens Youtian Jun is nameless, the head of the Hidden Yuan Society, the largest intelligence agency in the rivers and lakes.

There is very little information about him in Kunlun, only his apprentice Xue Beichen is good at puppetry. And his matter was occasionally mentioned by Wang Qing when he was curious for nine days and chatted with Duoduo.

I only know that after he was ordered to die, the golden cicada came out of his shell and faked his death. Since then, he has been hidden behind the scenes, stirring up trouble through his apprentices.

Wang Qing didn't know if this puppet was his, or his apprentice's, but neither of them could afford to mess with them.

Wang Qing's eyes flashed fiercely, and he had to fight quickly.

Dealing with mecha puppets, Wang Qing is also experienced. I had encountered a copy of the Heavenly Workshop before, and the little sister had fought with the Tang Sect a lot, and I had also introduced some experience with him in dealing with these golden and wooden bodies.

The most disgusting thing about the puppet is not the amazing strength, but the body made of metal and precious wood with almost no weaknesses. Ordinary methods of dealing with people are almost ineffective against him. The True Qi that is designed to destroy the meridians, internal organs, is almost ineffective unless it hits exactly at the node where the aura flows.

This greatly reduced the power of light soldiers such as swords common in the rivers and lakes.

Wang Qing swung his sword and pounced, this time he had a long memory, no longer fighting hard, but like Wudang, he transported the sticky attribute to the peak, and with the help of force, the two iron claws of the puppet were swinging open, revealing a big empty door in the middle.

With a flip of his left hand, a large black iron seal came into his hand.

The three-style fantian was shot, and the iron seal turned into a black light and went straight to the puppet's brain seal.

The golem's eyes flashed red, and his head shifted to his left shoulder. However, Fantian was extremely fast, and Rao is puppet's move was unexpected, and he was still rubbed on his forehead.

Sawdust flew and the metal mask was deformed, and a fist-sized hole was cut into the wooden skull. There's a fluorescent spill inside.

Wang Qing must be sure in his heart, fortunately, it is not the military experts who play psychological warfare in the Tang Sect.

No matter what puppet, there are two systems, power and transmission.

It's just that the mecha puppets in the game use the more fantasy Xuanjing as an energy source. This creates an unavoidable weakness for the golems, the Crystal Chamber, or Energy Chamber. However, this is all the player's name, and the NPC doesn't care about the name.

In general, for safety and ease of transmission, the pod is usually placed on the head or on the chest with better defense.

However, the Tangmen gang often goes the opposite way, installing energy cabins in all kinds of unbelievable places and playing psychological warfare with people. This made the five poison players cry bitterly, and they finally seized the opportunity to destroy their heads, only to find that it was just a useless decoration. That kind of sourness, who experiences who knows.

Fortunately, this puppet is still normal, Wang Qing repeated his old tricks, and once again slapped the puppet's head closely. The puppet shook a few times and finally stopped.

Wang Qing put the stopped puppet into his backpack, and made such a beautiful puppet, he should be able to go to the Tang Gate to exchange it for a little money.

Then he took out a beautiful jade bottle and carefully put away the holy spring.

Unfortunately, there was only a thin layer, and a total of eleven drops were collected.

"Little thief, take your life!"

A loud shout came from the mouth of the cave.

A man dressed exactly like the puppet rushed in.

Glancing at the empty holy spring, the visitor shouted angrily.

"Little thief, put it down, the old man will leave you with all your corpses!"

This time it was not a puppet, the amazing artistic conception that belonged to the half-step grandmaster instantly pulled Wang Qing into a psychedelic world. Countless Wang Qing can be named, and unnamed masters surround him.

Wang Qing was even embarrassed to see the young master Daoshi in the crowd.

"You're all a puppet?"

Wang Qing still couldn't help it, and asked like a curious baby.

It's just that Wang Qing has a fearless attitude, which makes the old man a little jealous.

"That's right, even though it's a puppet, it also has six or seven percent of the original owner's skills. I know you still have the means to be so fearless. But this cave is just one way, and my men have blocked the entrance to the cave. Get acquainted, honestly hand over the holy spring, and explain the origin clearly. The old man may be able to sell you a favor. ”

Wang Qing looked around at these puppets with interest, but he didn't expect that this old guy was still a figure maniac, this is to wipe out all the names and surnames in the martial arts.

"What if I say no?"

"Then I'll take it on your corpse myself, don't think about destroying the holy spring, you don't have that ability."

"What?"

A furious Zixiao Divine Thunder jumped at Wang Qing's fingertips.

"Zixiao Divine Thunder? Are you from Kunlun? It's impossible, no one in Kunlun's generation has comprehended the Zixiao Divine Thunder, otherwise it would be impossible to be crushed by Pure Yang. Who are you? ”

"Hehe, Youtianjun is nameless, Wang Maozhong, it's good to fake your death and get out."

Nameless wears a mask and can't see his face. But the voice suddenly rose two degrees.

"How do you possibly know who you really are?"

Wang Qing waved his hand in a dashing manner.

"You've been depressed to death in ignorance, goodbye!"

As he spoke, his figure faded away, dissipating into the air in the nameless and horrified gaze.

Of course, this is not that Wang Qing practiced any magic skills, but when the time for the copy came, he was ruthlessly kicked out of the copy by the system. Under the power of the Heavenly Dao, how could the artistic conception of a mere half-step grandmaster prevent the player from being kicked. Exclusive to players. ()

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