Another puppet rushed up, pressing down with both hands to put an eye on Yang Chengdong's neck.

Yang Chengdong returned with a punch, and the fist passed through the puppet's stomach and made a large hole.

The puppet's movements suddenly stopped, and it stood motionless, as if it had lost the ability to move.

"Wow!"

Yang Chengdong withdrew his hand and glanced at the puppet with disdain.

The puppet looked down at the large hole in its abdomen, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

Ye Zi always sat on the chair, and he didn't panic when he lost two of them in a short period of time, but looked at Yang Chengdong with interest.

Yang Chengdong clenched his fists and said in a muffled voice: "External force is always an external force, and the puppeteer who has lost the puppet is completely an ornament, only like me, absorbing the divine soul for his own use is the right way!"

Ye Zi stared at Yang Chengdong and suddenly laughed.

"Hmph! The dying man still has this kind of bearing. Yang Chengdong sneered and said, "I don't know if you will be able to be so calm and relaxed after I pull out your soul." ”

Ye Zi shook his head and said, "The reason why I am so calm and relaxed is because I know that you can't kill me, on the contrary, you are a good material, I am thinking about how to kill you completely." ”

"Arabian Nights!" Yang Chengdong rushed over, his fist hit Ye Zi's door directly with the whistling wind, and he had no intention of pitying Xiang Xiang and cherishing the jade: "Obediently tie your hands and arrest it, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin!"

The power of this punch was extremely strong, and the air was beaten out of the wind of hunting, and it looked like Ye Zi was about to be shot in the head by this punch.

"Slav—"

It was like the sound of a cloth being torn, and Yang Chengdong, who was halfway through, suddenly reacted, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart, and he retreated at a faster speed, but it was too late......

A thick arm flew up, and blood was sprinkled in the sentry box.

Yang Chengdong pressed it on his right shoulder, stopped the bleeding from the wound, looked at his arm on the ground, and said in surprise: "What kind of ability is this!"

Ye Zi's hands were crossed, and at the end of his ten fingers, there were ten transparent silk threads connecting them.

If you look along the silk thread, you will find that within five meters of Ye Zi as the center, it is covered by transparent silk threads at this time, and it looks as dense as a spider's web.

Yang Chengdong was shocked, pointed at Ye Zi and said: "You are not a puppeteer, you have cultivated the Ye family's forbidden technique, no wonder you will be expelled from the Ye family!"

Ye Zi's fingers danced, and the transparent silk thread surrounded the gate of the sentry box, and said with a smile: "Yes, I have cultivated the Ye family's forbidden technique, and I am a spirit master!"

"Soul Master!" Yang Chengdong's throat moved, and he said in disbelief: "It is rumored that the Spirit Master can train the soul of a living person, and can even manipulate the soul of a living person, the puppeteer controls the puppet, and the Spirit Master directly controls the soul. ”

"Good knowledge. A fanatical expression appeared on Ye Zi's face: "My goal is to fuse unprecedented souls, you should be proud, because you will soon become a part of these souls!"

The puppet that had been lying on the ground without moving changed at this time, and the gray-white translucent thing slowly floated from the puppet's body, and then slowly fused, and finally turned into a three-meter-tall monster.

The monster's hands were knee-long, his face was hideous, and after fusing it, he roared and pounced towards Yang Chengdong.

The space around the sentry box was entangled in transparent silk threads, which were as sharp as knives, and Yang Chengdong didn't dare to touch them easily, so he could only turn around and pounce towards the monster.

Ye Zi sat in his seat with a smile on his face, as if he was watching a wonderful performance.

Yang Chengdong's moves open and close, and the monster's moves also open and close, and when they collide with each other, the surrounding walls emit a dull backlash.

"Living souls are fused together through a special method, they are no longer living souls, but spirits, this is the power of the spirit, you and the spirit of the fight for strength, you are looking for death. ”

Ye Zi stared at Yang Chengdong for a long time, his fingers moved slightly, and five silk threads shot over like lightning.

Yang Chengdong is trying his best to deal with Li Ling, saying that he is dealing with it, but in fact, he has begun to show defeat.

The power of the spirit was too great for him to resist at all.

"Poof!"

The sound of entering the flesh came, and Yang Chengdong stared at the silk thread on his chest in shock.

Ye Zi waved her right hand violently, and the silk thread was pulled out by her.

"Bang!"

Yang Chengdong clutched his chest, but blood did not gush out.

Ye Zi raised his hand, and the force next to him stuck Yang Chengdong's neck.

Yang Chengdong's eyes widened, and a trace of gray-white qi came out of his seven orifices, and then all entered Li Ling's body, and his eyes gradually lost focus......

Li Ling threw Yang Chengdong's body on the ground and stood respectfully next to Ye Zi, his three-meter-tall body slightly bent, looking very humble.

Ye Zi stood up and walked to Fang Mu's side, his double ponytails swaying: "Don't kill these two people first, we must ensure freshness in order to better fuse, and after solving the thought, use their bodies to carry the body of the thought." ”

Li Ling began to shrink, and finally slowly divided into two parts and entered the puppet that had been damaged to the point that he could not see the body, and slowly stood up, carrying Fang Mu and Lu Fei on their shoulders.

Fang Mu didn't move, he was still pretending to be unconscious.

Two puppets led the way in front, Ye Zi followed behind, and their goal was a large cemetery behind Nanshan Cemetery.

......

In the Nanshan cemetery, Nian stayed in a shadow, trembling uncontrollably.

It's terrible, it's really terrible, it's just a small collection of obsessions, I wanted to complete an obsession, but I didn't expect to encounter a more ruthless one, and I threw it directly and hit it into a serious injury.

It's a good thing it runs fast, otherwise it would have been gone in that moment.

Nian felt that the outside world was too dangerous, so it was better to stay here and develop quietly first, and if he met that kind of person again when he went out now, he could not guarantee a smooth escape.

"When I grow up, I'll kill you all!"

Shaking his fist, he thought angrily.

"Stepping on ......"

At that moment, the sound of brisk footsteps came to mind.

Nian looked back and found that it was the person who started in the sentry box.

The leader is a girl with a double ponytail, and then she looks down, and she is so frightened that her soul is scared.

The two puppets were carrying the unconscious Lu Fei and Fang Mu, and with Nian's eyes, they saw that these two puppets contained powerful souls.

Only then did he get out of the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den!

The thought collapsed, and he was an obsession collection anyway, and he lived so undignified that he was abused, and he couldn't be provoked.

Silk threads appeared from all directions, blocking the space around Nian to escape.

The two puppets threw Fang Mu and Lu Fei to the ground and rushed towards Nian quickly.

Thinking at the moment of life and death, there was a touch of fierceness on his face.

Since you can't run away, let's give it a go.

The yellow paper suddenly floated down from the sky, then turned into a sharp blade, spinning and rolling towards the puppet.

"Dingding......

Under the attack of the yellow paper, the two puppets became tattered, and then the gray-white spirits emerged from the puppets and formed the Spirit.