Zhou Yang gave an order, and almost at the same time, the puppet man also seemed to have received a clear order, his head was slightly sideways, and he stared directly at Long Qiu who was standing on the balcony, and then strode forward.

The puppet man is tall and has long legs, and the distance from the door of the bedroom to the balcony can be easily crossed in only three or four steps, but at the same time, it is also infinitely powerful, and he doesn't care about the cabinet next to him with his arm, and he directly flips the cabinet to the ground, making a loud noise, and the books and clothes inside are scattered everywhere in an instant.

"Hey, you're going to die next door! Don't rest in the morning and make a fuss, so you don't let people sleep!"

A burst of cursing immediately came from the bedroom next to Zhou Yang, fiercely protesting against the noise coming from here.

"Whew!"

The puppeteer stepped onto the balcony, raised a fist about the size of a bowl, and smashed it down with the sound of the wind.

What's even more mysterious is that the fist is still in the air, but it has already emitted a little red light, as if it can emit weird energy in its hand.

Just looking at this scene, Long Qiu's heart couldn't help but sink. He knew that this puppet man's arm was made of precious materials, and it could also cause secondary damage when it came into contact.

"No matter, fight!"

Although as soon as he looked at the appearance of the puppet man, he knew that it was not an ordinary product, and he was absolutely unable to deal with it with his superficial cultivation, but Long Qiu still refused to sit still. Hurriedly took a step back and dodged the puppeteer's attack, and at the same time, the spiritual energy in his body flowed rapidly, instantly concentrated on his fingertips, just waiting to use all his strength to fight the puppeteer to the death.

Even in his mind, he had already speculated on dozens of possible mystical changes for the puppeteer.

But immediately Zhou Yang and Long Qiu were shocked.

The puppeteer's seemingly menacing punch was easily dodged by Long Qiu, and he was not able to make any adjustments, but because of the inertia of this punch, his body was crooked, and he almost fell to the ground. It looks incredibly bulky and awkward.

"Oops!"

Zhou Yang's heart sank, and he didn't feel very good. Although the puppet man in his hand is powerful, he has not practiced manipulation, and can only control it to make some of the simplest movements, let alone how to mobilize the aura stored in the puppeteer's body.

In this way, the physical flexibility is not as good as that of a child, and the power that can be exerted is even less pitiful.

This is equivalent to Zhou Yang obviously holding a powerful submachine gun in his hand, but he didn't know how to pull the trigger, so he had to use it as a stick, and he couldn't move it very hard.

Zhou Yang was timid here, but Long Qiu, whose nerves were in a state of high tension on the balcony, failed to notice his expression.

Easily dodging the puppeteer's attack, Long Qiu was slightly in a daze, but immediately realized that it was the other party's mistake, and his chance to escape had come!

After witnessing Zhou Yang's teleportation appear, Long Qiu had already decided in his heart that he was far from being Zhou Yang's opponent, so the first thought that came to mind now was not to fight, but to flee for his life.

And after Zhou Yang took out the puppet man without saying a word, he strengthened this preconceived concept. The fear and avoidance of the heart climbed to the top.

In fact, he could never have imagined that now he could easily subdue Zhou Yang as long as he used a little trick to bypass the bulky puppeteer.

After all, in front of an immortal cultivator like him, a mortal was as powerless as a three-year-old child facing an adult.

But Long Qiu didn't have the energy to think about these things at all at this time. Taking advantage of the puppeteer's body imbalance, he has not yet stabilized the gap of his center of gravity. Long Qiu was about to jump out of the balcony. As long as he distanced himself, Zhou Yang would not be able to pose any more threats.

Turn around, raise your legs, just want to jump. Long Qiu's gaze swept over the cactus that was close at hand, and his heart suddenly moved.

Anyway, now that his identity has been exposed, he has offended the other party. simply went all the way to the black, and taking away these immortal stones was not a trip for nothing.

Thinking of this, Long Qiu turned his heart sideways, and reached out like lightning to grab the immortal stone in the flower pot.

In the face of his movements, Zhou Yang and the puppeteers could only watch stupidly. In the blink of an eye, Long Qiu's fingers touched a few stones.

It's done!

The mood of ecstasy surged into his heart in an instant, and even the corners of Long Qiu's mouth gradually showed a smile, although his heart was risking his life, it was not worth the trip.

But immediately his smile stiffened, and his face turned into dementia. The moment he touched the "fairy stone", he only felt a flower in front of him, and then the scene around him shattered like a bubble, and then another scene followed.

Long Qiu saw that he had achieved his long-standing wish, and his cultivation also increased rapidly, and he successfully ascended to the immortal realm and smiled proudly for immortality, and countless living beings knelt at his feet, prostrate and tremble. Even a stomp of one's foot can change the color of the heavens and the earth! Absolute power, Xuan He's power, and stunning fairies are all coming.

All these experiences are so real, and they have only been obtained by fighting all their lives. Long Qiu couldn't help but smirk at eating.

"Long Qiu!"

Suddenly, an old voice drank through the beauty of all this. Long Qiu heard that it was the voice of the master he had always feared, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of disgust in his heart. But then everything in front of him quickly disappeared, and an ordinary cactus appeared in front of him again.

He saw that his fingertips should even be on a dusty broken stone.

"Ahh

Long Qiu screamed in fright, his legs were weak and he sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down his cheeks.

Only then did he realize that the clothes on his back had been soaked with cold sweat. Ever since he stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, he had almost forgotten what it was like to sweat.

"Illusion! It's illusion!"

Long Qiu stared at the cactus in shock and exclaimed, but when he turned his head, he saw the master standing beside him with a solemn face, confronting the burly puppeteer. And Zhou Yang's back was against the door of the bedroom, and his eyes kept scanning the old and the young, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Long Qiu had experienced countless years in his hallucination just now, but now when he woke up, he found that the time was less than half a minute.

Recalling that he had fallen into an illusion and had no power to fight back, sitting on the ground and being slaughtered, Long Qiu couldn't help but feel afraid for a while. Looking at Zhou Yang's eyes again, he was even more frightened.

"No wonder he deliberately didn't use a puppet to deal with me just now, it turned out that he had laid an illusion. With such an idea in his heart, the old man and Long Qiu both subconsciously regarded this illusion as Zhou Yang's arrangement.

Long Qiu looked back at the master, wanting to ask for his idea, but found that the master's always dignified figure was faintly a little rickety, but then he lowered his head and whispered to Zhou Yang: "The apprentice is ignorant, thank you for the mercy of the seniors!"