"I said Brother Hong, you really don't have a kindred surnamed Sun?"

"No ......"

"Then will you change seventy-two?"

"Won't ......"

"And do you have a sharp eye?"

"No ......"

"Have you ever heard of it...... Monkey King? ”

“...... No! ”

"Brother Hong, have you ever heard of the Buddha?"

“...... No! ”

"Brother Hong, can I call you Brother Monkey?"

“...... No! ”

"Brother Hong...... Uh, forget it......"

Looking at Yuan Hong's green muscles, the more ugly his face turned out, Lan Tian finally became interested and ended the questioning that had been going on for half an hour.

"Brother Hong......" Broken Knife Patrol finally waited for the blue sky to end, just spoke, just shouted Brother Hong, and was kicked into the center of dozens of death puppets by Yuan Hong, who couldn't bear it, so frightened that his face was blue, and with a "whoop" voice, he hurriedly used the power of rules to protect his body, and escaped in embarrassment!

"I'm sorry, the conditioned reflex ......" Yuan Hong said with a dark face and a non-smiling smile.

"I didn't ...... It's okay...... "The Broken Knife Patrol makes him want to cry without tears, the sky is pitiful, he just wants to ask some questions in his cultivation, and he doesn't match those inexplicable questions in the blue sky at all!"

"The one you said...... Monkey King, is he really very similar to his brother? Lan Tian didn't ask, but Yuan Hong became curious.

You must know that because his race was implicated by the teacher at the beginning, there is no one left except himself, so he is still quite concerned about a clansman who is suspected of his own race.

"It's exactly the same!" Lan Tian nodded affirmatively.

"When, then, and where, did you meet him?" Yuan Hong's expression was a little excited, and he asked.

"Uh...... This question ......" Lan Tian's words suddenly stuck in his throat.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Hong asked.

"That...... Sun Wukong is just a character in the myths and legends of my hometown, a completely fictional god, where have I really seen him......" Lan Tian said embarrassedly.

"Bang!"

In the gloating eyes of the Broken Knife Patrol, Lan Tian was swept into a large group of death puppets by Yuan Hong's stick, leaving a series of afterimages like a ghost crying wolf, and finally ran out without arms and legs.

"I said Brother Hong, you want my life!" Lan Tian urged the "Resurrection Method", recovered all the injuries, and roared at Yuan Hong with bared teeth.

"Don't worry, when the time comes, I'll clean them up for you with a stick." Yuan Hong said indifferently.

“...... More than a hundred immortal-level death puppets, how do you know if I will be killed in an instant! Lan Tianwu said in fear.

Yuan Hong thought for a while and affirmed: "Brother believes in you." ”

Blue sky: "......"

Of course, quarrels are quarrels, but neither Blue Sky nor the Broken Knife Patrol will be seriously angry.

In fact, during this period of time, the two of them alone have killed no less than 10,000 death puppets, dozens of times in danger, if it weren't for Yuan Hong's action, dozens or hundreds of death puppets at a time, even if Lan Tian has the "Resurrection Law", I don't know how many times he has died.

It can be said that during this period of time, whether it is in the blue sky or in the heart of the Broken Knife Inspector, a concept has been established......

As long as Yuanhong is there, then it is absolutely safe!

Even Lan Tian felt that even if he looked at all the cultivators in the dojo, he might not be able to find an existence that was more powerful than this Brother Hong!

How did he know that such a description was actually a little more insulting to Yuan Hong......

In the next period of time, just as Lan Tian expected, when the cultivators found out that after killing the death puppet, there would be a chance that there would be a chance to appear including medicinal herbs, energy crystals, secret treasures, and even combat techniques and secret methods, everyone went crazy!

The originally feared death puppets have long since turned into walking treasure chests glowing with golden light!

No one complains about the number of death golems anymore, and no one explores how death golems are created, they only hate why there are no more death golems, and only why they don't react faster.

It's just a step too slow, and an intermediate, high-level, or even top-level secret method has fallen into the hands of others, how can you not hate!

Of course, cultivators are not really irrational, since they found out that the death puppets were all resurrected by those dead cultivators in the outer areas, the number of death puppets in the cultivators' hearts is also roughly numerous, so unless it is really a priceless treasure such as a top-level secret method, after the treasure that bursts out is robbed, it will generally not be directly killed like the outer area.

With this idle time, it would be better to continue to kill other death puppets, who knows if the next time you explode, it will be the same top-level secret method, or even some kind of extremely precious secret treasure!

You must know that some precious secret treasures can play a role in battle, and in a way, they are even greater than secret methods!

Moreover, if you really think that the death puppet is easy to bully without sanity, if you continue to suffer internal friction, in the face of that huge army of death puppets, it is really not necessarily who wins and who loses in the end!

Taking a step back, the fog in the core area of the middle of this continent has not yet dissipated, no one is a fool, all kinds of signs in the outer area and the inner area all prove that the core area is definitely a treasure not to be missed!

Fighting to the death for a top-level secret method is really a stupid thing to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon!

As the saying goes, the bystanders are clear, but the authorities are confused.

Since the death puppet continued to burst out of rare elixirs, secret treasures, and secret methods, the cultivators in the dojo had slowly begun to get used to it, and some of the more outstanding Saint Lord-level immortals didn't even pay much attention to ordinary low-level secret methods.

In the end, the ability of the master of the Heavenly Tower still failed to reach the level of being truly like a god, and the death puppet after resurrection is at most the same as the three major systems that were the same as before death, and as for the power of the rules, there is no way to use it again.

This also makes the strength of the Holy Lord-level Immortal even more prominent, unless a large group of death puppets rush up, otherwise when they encounter the Saint Lord-level Immortal, they will only be killed in seconds!

Therefore, instead of spending their time picking up some useless combat skills or low-level secret techniques, the Holy Lord-level immortals would rather kill more death puppets to pick up more valuable treasures!

Outside.

The cultivators are completely insane!

Those cultivators who were about to enter when the inner area was opened but just failed to enter were in an extremely complicated mood as if they were on a roller coaster.

First regretted not being able to enter, and then after seeing the huge number of death puppets, he was glad that he couldn't enter, and now, seeing the cultivators in the dojo picking up treasures as if they were playing, they beat their chests and their intestines were about to repent!

Longevity......

Why didn't you move faster!

(End of chapter)