Fang Ming came to the attic on the second floor, this place was similar to the first floor, boom, a stone door opened, and out of a puppet, this puppet had a much stronger breath than the previous one, it was a demon beast puppet, like an earth demon lizard.

The puppet's four claws grabbed the ground and kicked hard, slamming towards Fang Ming, and immediately slashed sideways at the puppet, and sparks suddenly appeared. The puppet's tail flicked and smashed into Fang Ming's waist.

Bang, Fang Ming was smashed out and hit the wall, and the puppet turned around and opened its mouth to fly a fireball. Fang Ming turned around and left an afterimage in place, and boom, the fireball shattered the afterimage and hit the wall.

Boom, there was a loud fireball explosion, countless sparks scattered in all directions, Fang Ming turned around and came to the puppet's side, and the "Flowing Clouds" sword slashed out of the bell, leaving an inch-deep sword mark on the puppet's body and flying out.

"Roar" The puppet looked up to the sky and roared towards Fang Ming, and when the puppet came close, Ming jumped forward, jumped to the puppet, raised his sword and slashed at the puppet's neck, the bell bell, and for a while there were sparks.

The puppet roared and slammed into the wall, Fang Ming hurriedly jumped down, boom, Fang Ming felt that the entire attic shook a little.

The puppet turned around and opened its mouth to spit out a black light, which hit Fang Ming's chest in an instant,

"Hmm," Fang Ming snorted, only to see an inch-long black beast bone stuck in his chest.

The puppet's tail swept over, Fang Ming jumped to dodge the past, jumped onto the puppet's back, and poured all his spiritual power into the flying sword, making the flying sword buzz, "Flowing clouds and flowing water" pierced the puppet's head with one sword.

The puppet moved twice and then lay on the ground and didn't move, Fang Ming took a deep breath with his sword, looked at the beast bone on his chest, and raised his hand to pull it out and throw it on the ground.

At this time, the rumbling sound remembered, Fang Ming saw that the stone door leading to the third floor had opened, and he was about to go with his legs raised.

Suddenly, Xue'er in her arms suddenly flew to the beast bone that Fang Ming threw away just now, her little eyes stared at the bone, Fang Ming was stunned.

"Xue'er, what's wrong, you know that beast bone," Fang Ming asked.

"Babbling" Xue'er turned to look at Fang Ming, her little paws gesturing in the air.

"You said this is a keel" Fang Ming was a little incredulous, how could a puppet have a keel.

"Babble," Cher began to gesture again.

Seeing Xue'er gesturing for a while, Fang Ming stepped forward and picked up the beast bones and put them in the storage bag.

"Babble, babble," Xue'er jumped onto Fang Ming's shoulder and said something.

"Okay, let's go" After speaking, he took Xue'er to the third floor, there is no stone gate here, only a passage leads to the stairs of the fourth floor, and after observing for a while, Fang Ming stepped forward and walked forward.

brush, the white light in front of the eyes is bright. Fang Ming appeared on a city wall, and suddenly a figure came forward, "Young City Lord, if these bandits are all attacked, I am afraid that the big city protection array will not be able to hold it for long," a middle-aged man said.

Fang Ming was a little stunned, how could he suddenly appear here when he was still in the attic, and he was still a young city lord with labor and capital.

"Babble, babble" Xue'er on her shoulder woke up Fang Ming.

After listening to it for a while, I roughly understood what was going on, it was an illusion.

Fang Ming raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man, and then turned his head to look at the people two or three miles away under the city wall, where there were thousands of people, how could they pretend to be ready to attack the city.

Fang Ming returned to his senses and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, "Open the city protection array, gather some people to kill with me"

"Yes, Young City Lord," the man replied, turned away, and in a short time gathered seven or eight hundred people under the city walls.

Fang Ming glanced at "Open the door and go out of the city to fight"

"Yes, Young City Lord"

The city gate opened, and Fang Ming led these people towards the bandits.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Suddenly, the battlefield was filled with the sound of fighting, spells, and magic weapons flying all over .......

At this time, Lu Liang had already climbed the stairs and was looking at the attic in front of him, and after a while, Lu Liang stepped into the attic and a puppet ...... appeared.

In the desert, Long Yan and several disciples of the righteous path were being besieged and killed by more than a dozen demon disciples, it turned out that after Long Yan was chased and killed by the scorpion and ran away, he met several disciples of the righteous path and wanted to find a way out of the desert.

After a few people encountered the demon beast and killed it, they found out that they had been given dumplings by the demon disciples.

Several people were slightly injured, and Long Yan wandered through the crowd, striking when he saw someone who was not working.

A righteous path disciple was fighting with a demon path disciple, and suddenly someone from the demon path detoured behind this person, raised his sword and stabbed the righteous path man in the back,

Suddenly attacked by two people in front and back, this person can only resist the attack of the person in front.

Brush, a figure flashed, and in an instant, the throat of the sneak attack demon disciple was cut, and blood gushed out.

Bell, someone in front of Long Yan intercepted the way, raised his hand to block the attack, and retreated, suddenly the sound of breaking the air behind him remembered, and he jumped up hard under his feet to avoid a sneak attack.

But before he landed, a sword qi slashed at his side, instantly slashing at Long Yan's chest, and Long Yan was slashed out.

"Brother Long, are you okay?" the rest of the righteous path disciples hurriedly asked, and the presence of death or injury under such circumstances meant death to these people.

Bang, Long Yan landed on tiptoe and took seven or eight steps back before stopping, looking down and seeing that the clothes on his chest had been cut open.

"It's okay, it's good that I have a treasure armor, otherwise I would have died here today," Long Yan said with some rejoicing.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, and when I looked up, I saw the yellow sand flying in the sky in the distance, covering the sky and the sun towards Longyan and these people.

"It's a sandstorm, run," someone suddenly called.

Brushing and brushing, everyone used their body skills to run to the front, and at this time, who cares about the righteous path and the devil's path, I can't wait to have two legs.

But even if you are fast, you can't run away from the sandstorm, and after a while, the sandstorm passes from here and leaves nothing behind.

......

Bang, Long Yan felt that he had fallen to the ground, and his whole body was in pain, and after a while, he got up and looked, only to see that what came into view was still a piece of yellow sand, the difference was that there were many buildings around, all of which were built with yellow sand.

Long Yan jumped up to the roof and looked at it, only to see that the buildings here were at least five or six miles in size, and in the middle of these buildings there was a tall tower made of yellow sand.

At this time, Long Yan was still on the periphery of these buildings, and there was still a short way to go.

"It seems that the exit is there, otherwise it wouldn't have appeared here for no reason" Long Yan jumped to the other roof, and walked towards the tower.

At this time, Fang Ming was covered in bloodstains, there were enemies, there were his own, and his spiritual power was about to be exhausted after a long time of fighting.

At this time, there were only five or six hundred people on both sides.

Seeing this, Fang Ming realized that something was wrong, and if he continued to fight like this, there would be no one left.

The flying sword in his hand stabbed backwards, piercing a person's throat, and he drew his sword and killed a middle-aged man, this person was tall with a beard, and he was the leader of these bandits, a seventh-level cultivator of Qi training.

Whoa, the flying sword grazed the man's shoulder, bringing out the blood.

"Boy, you actually hurt me, I'll let you die" The man shouted when he saw Fang Ming's figure.

Immediately the wind under his feet stepped on the pace, raised his sword and slashed towards Fang Ming, the two of them took a step back, Fang Ming swung his sword and stabbed at this person, and slashed sideways at the tip of Fang Ming's sword, Fang Ming raised his foot and kicked the man's waist in a roundabout kick, and suddenly kicked the man out with a snap, brushed, and the body moved and followed, slashing downward.

The man rolled over and dodged, and the sword swept towards Fang Ming's waist, and the bell was swept back a few steps with the sword sideways in front of him.

"It can't go on like this, now it is estimated that someone has come to the attic" Fang Ming gritted his teeth and glanced at the man, holding a sword and stabbing at the man's throat, the man was lifting a sword to slash.

Fang Ming's eyelids jumped and he didn't dodge, a sword stabbed the man's throat and pierced it, Fang Ming hurriedly turned sideways, but he was still slashed on the shoulder by the sword.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of him, and Fang Ming, who opened his eyes, appeared in the attic on the third floor, and no one had come over at this time.

"Fortunately, no one has ever been here" Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Ming came to the stone gate on the third and fourth floors, there was a stone platform here, and there was a book on it, there was no title on it, like a notebook, and he immediately flipped through it.

"It turned out to be about the experience of refining puppets, I think it is the person who refines the first and second layer puppets," Fang Ming thought for a while, and planned to put it away.

"Boy, leave the stuff," suddenly a dark voice remembered.

Fang Ming turned around and looked, the person who came was a young man of about twenty, and his sword eyebrows were also a beautiful man, and the person who came was Lu Liang.

"Are you talking about me?" Fang Ming asked rhetorically

"Of course it's you, there are still people here, kid" Lu Liang said with ill intentions, looking at the note in Fang Ming's hand.

Fang Ming Yang took the note in Yang's hand, "Why should I give it to you", and after speaking, he put it into the savings ring.

"Boy, you are looking for death" Lu Liang was furious that he was the grandson of the Great Elder of the Demon Slayer Sect, and he was used to being high, and when he spoke, others would not listen.

His feet moved, but before he could take a few steps, the white light around his body flashed, and Lu Liang disappeared.

Seeing this, Fang Ming smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the fourth floor of the attic.