Chapter 934: Not even the scum left

When the wooden puppet saw Di Ming attacking him, he hissed excitedly and greeted him with his bare hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

How could a person with the body of an acquired spirit treasure be afraid of other physical attacks other than the spirit treasure?

It had been staying in the formation set up underground by the head of the family before, although it had not witnessed the battle of Di Ming just now, but through its powerful spiritual power, it still captured Di Ming's every move.

The sound of "dang" sounded, and with a series of sparks, Di Ming and the wooden puppet fought together for the first time.

With a "bang", Di Ming and the wooden golem each took a step back, and then one rushed forward and fought together.

Di Ming knew that as long as this wooden puppet evolved its wooden body into a human body, it could truly transform into a top-level existence among the acquired spirit treasures.

Now that he knows that it is an acquired spirit treasure, he can't hurt it in the slightest bit by his own attack, and can only cause it a certain amount of trouble, so he is relieved.

But the wooden puppet who has just turned on the spiritual wisdom doesn't think so, he is also an acquired spiritual treasure anyway, even if he is an impermanence envoy, he should be taken down after a dozen times of greetings.

This is the pride of being a spiritual treasure, if it continues to be consumed like this, then you will lose a lot of face!

"Whew!" With a bang, a red pi lian turned into a blood python and opened its mouth to swallow it towards Di Ming.

Di Ming raised his knife and went up, not afraid of this blood python at all. I've even seen a real dragon, and I'm afraid of you as a virtual python!

The silver knife flowers flashed, cutting the blood python into one section after another, from beginning to end, into an even eighteen parts.

"Burn!"

With one hand, Di Ming was able to ignite the eighteen blood python bodies and disappear into the sky.

"Whew!" From near to far, the black scythe was slashed towards Di Ming's head with the sound of breaking wind.

Di Ming swung his knife and slashed, and the black scythe turned into a cloud of black mist. But the next moment, it condensed again and slashed towards Di Ming.

"Emperor Shield!"

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the scythe slashed at the emperor's shield. However, it left no mark, as if it had never cut the shield.

"Physical attacks are ineffective, could it be that this scythe belongs to the category of soul attacks?" A quick thought crossed Di Ming's mind.

Spiritual attacks are unguardable, either knocking down the releaser itself, or their own mental power level is higher than that of the releaser, and only one of the two can defuse the mental attack in front of you.

"My spiritual power shouldn't be weak, otherwise I wouldn't be able to cultivate the Yuan Shen Realm to the Xuanyu Realm. It's just that as an acquired spiritual treasure, and it has opened up its spiritual intelligence, presumably its spiritual power will not be too weak.

It seems that the only way to attack its body is to control the black scythe. Once there's no threat from the Black Scythe, I'm going to see what else it does! ā€

With one teleportation, Di Ming narrowed the distance with the wooden puppet, and as long as he teleported again, he could attack Mu Kui's body.

When the wooden golem saw Di Ming's actions, he knew that he had seen through his attack and wanted to break through to himself in order to defuse the danger in which he was in danger.

"Tsk!" A whistle rang out.

Hundreds of black scythes suddenly appeared in front of the wooden golem, which made Di Ming, who was about to attack, suddenly stop his advancing attack.

"Isn't this guy just turning on his mind? How can you be so smart? No, you can't keep it, if it doesn't get rid of it, sooner or later it will become the big devil of the scourge side, and it is also a big devil with superior strength. ā€

The sound of "whoosh...", the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and hundreds of black sickles were intertwined into a net of heaven and earth, wrapping Di Ming is dumplings tightly.

The light emitted from the scythe all means that it is very sharp, and with a single stroke, it can end your life without causing great pain.

Emperor Ming has a good quality, that is, the more stressful his mind is, the more rational and calm the person will become.

Now Di Ming, under the pressure of death, has found a problem that he ignored before.

"The undead are afraid of thunder and lightning, and no matter how powerful the primordial god can be struck by a lightning strike, he will not dare to resist the second strike. Spiritual power can be condensed and formed, reaching the realm of form and quality, so you should be more or less afraid of the power of thunder and lightning! ā€

Do what you think, this is the consistent style of Diming. In order to take down the wooden puppet in one go, Di Ming was not ready to use ordinary thunder and lightning, but was ready to use the thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation.

The delicate Purple Thunder Hammer was summoned by Emperor Ming and replaced the Silver Dragon Glaive.

A small purple thunderfield was formed around him under Diming's control.

"Boom!"

The sound of "booming" rolling thunder sounded, and the black scythe that was closed around Di Ming did not even transform into black mist, and directly turned into a vacuum.

The powerful power of thunder and lightning swept away the black scythe in an instant, and this brief moment also caused the wooden puppet's spiritual power to suffer a great backlash.

"Go!"

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, and Emperor Ming will not give the wooden puppet a chance to breathe. He threw the purple thunder hammer fiercely.

"Whew!" A flash of purple light pierced the wooden golem's body in an instant.

After a "crackling" sound, the wooden golem exploded directly with a "bang" and turned into sawdust in the sky.

Seeing that the wooden puppet was blown into slag by himself, Di Ming was still not at ease, so he casually raised a wisp of flame, so that the sawdust scattered in the air was burned with the fire and disappeared directly.

After Shang Wuqiu's back was blasted into slag by the wooden puppet, the cold sweat flowed out. When he saw that Di Ming didn't even let go of the sawdust, he felt that his soul seemed to start to tremble.

Di Ming is terrible, he is very decisive in doing things, and he does what he says. If he really wants to destroy the merchants, I'm afraid it's really not a joke.

Tianshuliang was fascinated by this wonderful battle, and he was even more envious of Di Ming's strength.

"The king has decided not to go back for the time being, and after him, maybe he can go up another step. I have immortal power seeds, how can I comprehend faster than ordinary people! ā€

Thinking of this, Tianshu Liang stood there and smirked.

Although Shang Wuqiu didn't care about Tianshuliang, at this moment, his smile made him feel frightened and overwhelmed.

Di Ming put away the Purple Thunder Hammer, and after making sure that the wooden puppet was completely wiped out by himself, it was a stride and stood directly opposite Shang Wuqiu.

"The wooden golem has gone to hell, do you have any puppets in your hands that can handle it? If not, you'll have to deal with me! You are also an immortal, you don't even have the courage to fight! ā€

Shang Wuqiu was swept away by Di Ming's last words, and he could no longer find a reason not to fight.

"Good! I'll fight you! This is my first battle since I became an immortal, and I also want to see how strong you are as an immortal! ā€

Shang Wuqiu is out of the way, he is already ready to die, what is there to be afraid of now? Maybe I'll be lucky enough to kill him! After all, he has been fighting until now, and he has never rested.