What catches your eye is a giant metal golem.

Judging from the appearance alone, this giant metal puppet really looks like a Transformer in a Hollywood blockbuster, just as tall and mighty and domineering.

However, this obviously cannot be the legendary Cybertron Star Wars-era Autobots, and it can only be the puppet warriors who were controlled by the real people back then.

It's just such a big one, if its real combat power is proportional to its size, then I'm afraid that a puppet warrior like this will be able to level a medium-sized secular dynasty!

After the exclamation, Meng Siao immediately exhaled the "Great Martial Zun System", and the identification report of this giant guy was quickly given on the illusory screen-

"The god of war puppet, the martial arts puppet, the king, the broken state, only the emperor-level middle-grade combat power is left, and the peak can reach the lower level of the Xuan rank. Urged by spirit stones, as long as there are enough spirit stones and corresponding materials, they can be repaired to good condition. Current Status: Ownerless, can drip blood to recognize the owner. ...... materials required for restoration"

it, a strong thug, this is!

Found a treasure!

Seeing that this was an ownerless state and could be recognized by blood, Meng Wushao did not continue to look at the materials needed for repair.

Just this figure, this body shape, is enough to scare the disciples of those outside forces. Besides, the combat power of the middle grade of the emperor rank is enough to be comparable to that of a monk in the Condensing Realm. A contemplation realm thug who can resolutely carry out orders, is not afraid of life and death, and has no pain, what else is there to say-

The hand is fast, the hand is slow, of course, it is necessary to start first!

Meng Siao didn't hesitate to bite through the tip of his left finger, and the spiritual power in his body urged Gu, forcing out a drop of natal essence blood, and throwing it directly towards the head of this "transformer".

The next moment, the essence blood fell on the center of the eyebrows of this giant big guy, and a golden magic circle was immediately activated.

As the circle disappeared, the metal puppet warriors, who were originally dozens of stories tall, began to shrink rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they shrank to the size of a normal adult, and then stopped.

"Click, click, click......" A sour sound of joint movement followed.

In Meng Wushao's dumbfounded, this metal puppet warrior who had already been dripping his blood and recognized him as the main one actually did the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics that almost made him vomit blood-

"Damn, this is still a shared thought!" Meng Siao couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth.

A puppet of shared thoughts, that is an ability that only high-level goods above the spirit level can have. Unexpectedly, although the combat power of the statue in front of him plummeted, it still retained the ability of a high-level puppet.

"Born to fight!" After doing the radio gymnastics, the metal puppet warrior who moved his whole body let out a slightly deep voice, "I am the puppet of the god of war, the king of the puppet warriors!"

"Very good, you will be mixed with Young Master Ben in the future. Feeling the power contained in this God of War puppet, Meng Siao nodded with satisfaction, "From now on, the young master will make you a gold medal fighter, and you will beat whoever you want to fight in the future, do you hear?"

The God of War puppet clenched his right hand into a fist, patted it on his left chest, and replied in its deep voice, "Born to fight!"

The puppet is not a real life form, but a strange existence refined by high-level mechanical techniques. Just like magic weapons, magic weapons, and divine weapons, after the grade reaches the spirit level, it is possible to give birth to a weapon spirit, and the same is true for high-level puppets.

This ancient god of war puppet, although its own combat power has been greatly reduced due to the destruction of this body, it retains the "spirituality" of the high-level puppet and can share it with the master's mind. To put it simply, as long as Meng Siao is willing, then all the martial arts and combat skills he knows, this God of War puppet can also be used.

Compared with the rigidity of low-level puppets, this kind of high-level puppets with the ability to share the thinking with the master have an increase in combat power, which is by no means just strength.

To put it bluntly, the value of this God of War puppet is already more precious than all the treasures in the gem room outside combined.

There are also refining drawings of the God of War puppet in the "Great Martial Venerable System", and this drawing alone, regardless of the high-grade materials needed, requires seven million Great Martial Venerable points to redeem it.

And now, Meng Siao didn't do anything, he picked up a god of war puppet for nothing, although the actual combat power of this god of war puppet has been greatly reduced, but it is already a great way of luck.

If this god of war puppet was under the prohibition and control of this temple, although Meng Siao was confident that he would not be overturned by it, he had absolutely no possibility of overturning it. The refining materials of this puppet, its tenacity, must definitely throw off the Hailan Stone for several streets.

After Meng Siao punched the God of War puppet, he had already cultivated the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Nirvana Body", and his right arm couldn't help but tremble slightly-

It's so hard!

This kind of hardness, even if it is a blade below the spirit level, it will not be able to cause any damage to the body of this god of war puppet at all! Gold medal fighter, no, this is simply a personal ace fighter!

Meng Wushao even began to think about whether to give Meng Dashan's guy a long vacation first, and in the future, if there is this god of war puppet as a personal dog's leg, Dashan doesn't seem to have any chance to make a move.

He was thinking about beauty when there was a sudden and heavy vibration from the ceiling above him.

Meng Wushao himself didn't react yet, but the God of War puppet suddenly reached out and copied it, picked him up and took him aside.

At this moment, there was a "Kara", and where he was standing, the ceiling above his head suddenly shattered, and large and small stones poured down like rain, and in the blink of an eye, a small mountain was piled up on the ground.

If he hadn't left just now, Meng Siao would have probably been buried alive by this pile of rubble and bricks.

With a "bang", a huge black shadow fell straight from the hole in the ceiling, and stepped heavily on the pile of masonry rubble, making a tooth-sore "click" sound, and along with it, a layer of sand and dust was raised, splashing Meng Wushao and the god of war puppet in front of him.

"Bah, bah!" Meng Siao was choked by the smoke and dust that came to his face, and the incomparably luxurious gentleman's clothes on his body were already covered with gray stains at this time, and the dust on his face and hair made him, a young master who was originally full of squish, become a living beggar.

"Damn! Who is this who is dead, don't you want to live!" Meng Wushao He had suffered such a loss, and his face was extremely dark.

As the saying goes, the head can be broken, and the hairstyle can't be messed up.

This style of ruining people's image made Meng Wushao lose interest in talking to the other party.

He urged his spiritual power, and his whole body shook violently, and the dust that fell on his body was all shaken away in an instant. At the same time, Meng Wushao waved his hand and commanded the god of war puppet standing in front of him: "Hit! Give me a hard blow to the young master! Beat him to death! Bastard, it's against him!"

The God of War puppet immediately and faithfully carried out this order, and before Meng Wushao's words fell, the one-man-tall metal puppet had already swooped down like lightning towards the behemoth on the pile of bricks and rubbles not far away.

The sound of "smack", the sonorous sound of metal colliding with metal, accompanied by the sound of rubble and gravel sliding, suddenly spread all around in the next moment.

"Huh?" In the midst of the smoke, a very gloomy-sounding voice suddenly came.

"This puppet...... Could it be the puppet of the god of war in ancient legends?!" The voice of the gloomy voice revealed a thick confusion and surprise.

However, before he could say anything, the God of War puppet, who was faithfully carrying out Meng Wushao's orders to "fight hard" and "fight to the death", had already blasted dozens of punches and kicked dozens of kicks in an instant.

The fists and kicks didn't miss all at once, they all smashed on the behemoth, and the impact was huge, and even from time to time clusters of sparks rose from the body where the two collided.

Meng Wushao clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at this scene with cold eyes.

On the illusory screen of the "Great Martial Venerable System", the identity of this behemoth that suddenly fell from the sky has long been clearly identified-

A puppet of the transportation system, although it has the upper grade of the emperor rank, there is no doubt that it is superior to the current god of war puppet in terms of grade, but in terms of physical hardness and combat effectiveness, the god of war puppet known as the "undefeated king" in the martial arts department, I don't know how many streets to throw it.

Clusters of sparks continued to burst out of the smoke and dust, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was as continuous as ocean waves.

The God of War puppet has been moving forward, forward, and forward.

Every punch and kick made the behemoth keep back.

And the owner of the gloomy voice, I don't know if it was because he was hurriedly manipulating the puppet, or because of other reasons, in the process, he didn't make a sound at all.

The smoke and dust around are gradually fading.

Meng Siao is worthy of being a gentleman, and he uses his spiritual power to open a barrier very luxuriously, and within half a foot of his body, no matter the dust and smoke are scattered, he can't enter his body at all.

Finally, with the sound of metal being twisted, the figure of the God of War puppet gradually walked out of the smoke and dust.

At this moment, just like the return of the most flashy and pretending hero in a Hollywood blockbuster, a vigorous figure became more and more clear in the thick smoke, and when this figure broke through the fog and calmly and confidently showed that charming smile, the audience waved their fists silently -

It's just a pity that the face of the God of War puppet can't show a smile that fascinates thousands of women like those Hollywood male stars, and as his master, the smug sneer on Meng Wushao's face looks more like the scene when the hero is killed and the villain returns victoriously.

To be a qualified gentleman is to have this ability to turn the whole scene around.

"Good job. Meng Siao patted the shoulder of the God of War puppet, and then flipped his left hand, and a general-level blade looted from other monks jumped out of the Origin Ring, and threw it casually.

"Born to fight!" the God of War puppet clenched his right hand into a fist, tapped it on his left chest, and then took the general-rank blade, biting it like a chocolate bar and swallowing it.

The smoke and dust cleared, and a large metal puppet with an unusually strange size suddenly appeared in Meng Siao's sight. This behemoth is covered with dense depressions all over its body at the moment, with fist marks, palm prints, and all kinds of marks from legs and feet kicked in.

It seems that this strange puppet has been completely destroyed.

"God of War puppet, worthy of being the undefeated king of the martial arts system!" The gloomy voice, in Meng Si's arrogant sneering gaze, finally sounded from this behemoth again, "Although I don't know how you little ghost subdued a God of War puppet, but this God of War puppet's strength has obviously dropped by more than one grade! Instead of letting this ancient puppet be dusty in your hands, I think, it's better to let it shine under my hands!"

With the reappearance of this voice, a monk shrouded in a black cloak walked out of the broken puppet that had been blown up without hurry: "As for you, for the sake of you contributing a god of war puppet to this seat, this seat will only break your hands and feet." ”