The Gu brothers and sisters who were watching the fire from the other side opened their mouths wide, and they no longer had the previous elegance and calmness. He looked at Zhou Yang like a monster.

Although the two of them did not cultivate immortal root bones, they were also collateral members of the immortal cultivation family, and they had never eaten pork and seen pigs running, and they had basic common sense in the immortal cultivation world.

Immortal cultivators carry puppets on their bodies, which is rare but not surprising enough, but this breath releases more than a dozen puppets to fight in groups, but it is unheard of, and it simply challenges the bottom line of the three views!

The idea of refining a large number of puppets against the enemy has not been unheard of before.

But many immortal cultivators gave up this idea after a short period of practice. For ordinary monks, a random puppet requires a lot of effort, and the materials required for an excellent puppet can even hollow out the family foundation of a small sect. And a puppet that is too rudimentary is not of much use.

For example, the puppets made by immortal cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm cannot exceed their own cultivation no matter what, and the role they can play is very limited.

When fighting an opponent, the difference in rank cannot be made up by the number of stacks. Hundreds of Quenching Body Realm puppets couldn't be the opponent of Qi Condensing Realm cultivators. And using a large number of precious materials, asking high-level monks to help refine them is not cost-effective, so it is better to use them to create magic weapons.

Now in this era, the Dao system is declining, the aura of heaven and earth is unprecedentedly thin, and there are fewer and fewer monks who have cultivated to a high level. The vast majority of immortal cultivators in the world have not been able to break through the Yuanhua Realm in their lifetimes, and at most they only have a lifespan of more than 100 years.

In this case, all immortal cultivators naturally worked hard to improve their realm, not daring to focus on external objects, let alone spending decades of effort to polish a puppet with limited actual combat effect. Over time, puppetry, spiritualism, and alchemy were all dismissed as sideways and were no longer taken seriously.

Moreover, for immortal cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm, the strength of their divine consciousness was limited, and at best they could only control two or three sets of magic weapons or talismans, and it was meaningless to have more. This kind of behavior of manipulating a dozen puppets is no different from suicide.

In fact, Shi Yun couldn't have imagined that Zhou Yang didn't use the puppet as a magic weapon at all, but connected with his own heart, let alone worry about the strength of his divine sense.

The luck of being able to pick up hundreds of top-notch puppets for nothing like him is even more rebellious.

"Crazy! It's just crazy! You have to abide by the Basic Law!"

Shi Yun, the eldest young master, who has always been arrogant, shook his head slightly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The embodied wind thorns meet the puppet wall, and the ping-pong pong breaks one after another. Some of the golems were so hard that they didn't even leave a trace, but some of them were damaged, but they didn't hurt.

Shi Yun seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, the continuous shifting and transposition of the Wind Blade just now had already caused his aura to be nearly exhausted.

The foundation of the immortal cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm is still very shallow, and there is not much spiritual energy stored in their bodies, so most of the battles between them are quickly resolved, and the winners and losers are determined within ten minutes. A person like him who forcibly increased the power of the magic technique with the blessing of the little wind charm could last for a shorter time.

Unless there are immortal cultivators above the Yuanhua Realm, the aura reserves will make a qualitative leap, and the fighting method can even last for a whole day.

Now Senior Young Master Shi Yun is really hurting. Speaking of which, he had a lot of experience in fighting, and it was impossible for most monks of the same realm to force him to this point. Usually he is a cultivation genius in the eyes of his elders, the pride of the sky!

However, Zhou Yang who met today did not play cards according to common sense at all!

"Huh!"

Shi Yun couldn't help but shiver at Zhou Yang's gaze.

Sensing that the other party was ruthless just now, it was completely murderous, and Zhou Yang was now completely angry, and he used his hand to point Shi Yun in the air.

"Buzz!"

Six flying puppets suddenly rose from the ground, and at the same time, mixed with all kinds of brilliant spells, they came towards him overwhelmingly.

Shi Yun was so frightened that the corners of his eyes jumped, and he hurriedly wrapped himself in the wind and retreated. He still has absolute confidence in his speed, and he can always run if he can't beat it!

Unexpectedly, the two puppets were faster and arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye. The other four went around in a circle, outflanking from the flanks, faintly forming an oval encirclement.

An arc of light light lingered on the body of a pale cyan puppet, and raised his hand to imprint on Shi Yun's body.

"Hmm!"

Young Master Shi snorted. I felt a strong electric current hit my body in an instant, and there was a rush of pain in my bone marrow, and my hair stood upside down.

This puppet was the fastest, and it appeared in front of him in an instant, obviously a rare thunder attribute, and its speed was still better than his wind attribute.

Shi Yun's body fell like a broken kite. Before he could land, several other spells with different brilliance instantly blasted towards him.

Despair flashed in his eyes for the first time, and Shi Yun reluctantly injected all the remaining spiritual energy into the small wind talisman in front of him.

"Boom!"

The small wind charm and the puppet's attack collided, making a deafening sound, and then shattered inch by inch.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Shi Yun's mouth, who was connected to Fu Qi's heart.

The figure fell straight down, and before it could make contact with the ground, another puppet rushed and hit Shi Yun horizontally.

"Click"

Shi Yun felt as if he had been hit by a heavy truck, and flew high again, cutting a graceful parabola through the air. Viciously smashed the beautiful Lamborghini.

The arm and rib cage should have been fractured, making a crackling sound.

Shi Yun struggled to do it, but saw that the cement floor under the Lamborghini car was shattered inch by inch, and dozens of spirit snakes made of dirt sprang out, firmly binding his limbs. The earth-attribute puppet finally recovered, and in retaliation, it manipulated and used the earth control technique again.

This time, there was no more arrogance on Shi Yun's face, but instead there was deep horror.

"Wait, I have something to say......"

Before a word could be spoken, the rest of the words were swallowed back into my stomach. More than a dozen puppets swarmed up and kicked down with their huge feet. Suddenly, Shi Yun's miserable howl like killing a pig came.

Zhou Yang could control the puppeteer to use the aura technique, but he still chose hand-to-hand combat, only in this way could the pleasure of fisting to the flesh vent his anger.

The Gu brothers and sisters who were watching the battle next to them were dumbfounded. I thought that Zhou Yang would have a deal with Shi Yun, and the best situation was to lose both sides and lose again.

But I never dreamed that Zhou Yang was unimaginably strong, and the situation simply became one-sided.

They could see that each of these dozen or so puppets had at least a condensation realm, and their power was far from being developed.

The fighting methods of immortal cultivators are all to distance themselves, and they use magic weapons to decide the winner. This guy is good, and a puppet army directly rushes over unreasonably to fight in hand-to-hand combat. It is equivalent to the other party alone having to face more than ten times the enemy of the same level who is not afraid of death, and this still makes it impossible to let other immortal cultivators live?

Shi Yun's miserable howl gradually lowered, and Zhou Yang looked at Gu Peiyan with an unkind expression.

"Deliberately pit me, and then design for us to fight each other, you have a good abacus, and now you are satisfied?"