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The lotus puppet's face did not have any expression, and with the sharp rotation of the blue and black pupils, the arms that were as thick as a millstone revealed a hideous meaning, turning into an afterimage and smashing down, and the only wooden bridge in the compartment was also smashed out of the hole.

Wu Moxie retreated again and again, his eyes revealing horror: "The strength is too great, this smash is a hole, and the bridge is about to be smashed." ”

The lotus puppet in front of him was more than two meters high, and it took two people to hug the body, and the qi was as big as an ox, and Wu Moxie didn't dare to take that punch hard.

But fortunately, although this lotus puppet is infinitely powerful, it is a bit cumbersome, and all the attacks have been dodged by Wu Moxie one by one.

The lotus puppet straightened up, and there seemed to be a coercion surging all over his body, and after an ugly squeaking sound came out of his mouth, the two arms joined together, and suddenly raised, and there was a faint talisman that appeared, echoing the entire compartment magic circle.

Wu Moxie had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Bang!!"

The lotus puppet fell with a punch, and the target was not Wu Moxie, but the broken wooden bridge under his feet.

The center of the wooden bridge cracked in response, and the cracks in the road spread violently, and the entire pool of water seemed to be boiling because of this earth-shattering power, the water waves stirred, and the magic circle in the compartment opened widely, and the whining sound was like a ghost howl.

An invisible ripple struck, and in less than a breath, the wooden bridge under his feet had cracked layer by layer, turning into broken wood and falling.

Wu Moxie's whole person fell into the water of Qingyou Pond with a pop, but the next moment, his expression changed suddenly.

"呲呲呲~~"

The robe was soaked in an instant, and what was even worse was that Wu Moxie suddenly found that the pool water became more and more viscous from the moment he fell, and he wanted to struggle but was powerless. It's like a quagmire, the shackles are getting tighter and tighter, and you can't move at all.

The entire pool of water emitted the imprint of the magic circle, slowly drumming open like ripples.

The burly lotus puppet was not affected by the magic circle at all, and stood barefoot on the blue water, and when the waves rolled up, it was already storming.

The crisis was coming, Wu Moxie's pupils contracted, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed.

"That's right, Lotus Spirit!"

At the moment when the pool water completely restrained him, Wu Moxie crushed the milky white lotus spirit on the palm of his hand, and a ray of light spread, and when it enveloped the entire compartment, the magic circle suddenly stopped, and the pool water returned to its original state.

Without the support of the magic circle, the lotus golem also fell into the pool water, and before it could make a move, a palm had already swept into the pool water, and the soul power was drummed on it, carrying the momentum of thunder, and it was heavily imprinted on the lotus puppet's head.

Like a broken watermelon, the lotus puppet's body and strong head are weak and windless, and when countless fragments flew apart, the two blue-black pupils were firmly caught by Wu Moxie.

It's another energy stone, and it's bigger than the previous one.

Wu Moxie stepped on the exit, looked at his soaked and tattered white robe, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and after changing into a clean robe, he put the white robe into the soul ring.

"Find a time to make up for it and wear a ......"

No matter what the white robe was broken, Wu Moye would not throw it away.

It's not that he has a frugal and simple style of life, but the only few white robes in the soul ring were woven to him by the Lu family during his lifetime, and the significance is extraordinary.

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In the next time, Wu Moye continued to break through one compartment after another, and he could be regarded as appreciating Wu Chunqiu's fickle magic array attainments.

Fortunately, after years of suffering, the power of these magic circles is not as good as before, coupled with the deliberate suppression of the lotus puppet cultivation, Wu Moxie was able to pass through these magic circles, and it can be said that there is no danger along the way.

And even if there is a crisis, there are enough lotus spirits in the soul ring for Wu Moxie to get through easily.

Gradually, Wu Moxie didn't know how many compartments he had walked through, and fatigue slowly surged up his face.

Take the energy stone in the lotus puppet's body, sit down again to recover the soul power consumed in the body, and continue to break into the next compartment, Wu Moxie can't even feel the passage of time, everything is also a cycle of repetitive movements.

The lotus golem is getting stronger and stronger, and the energy stones obtained are also larger.

Wu Moxie was physically and mentally exhausted, but he faintly had a sense of enjoying it.

In the process of repeatedly consuming and recovering his soul power, his soul power grew rapidly with an unstoppable momentum, and the soul power in the meridians was as majestic as the vast ocean, although there was still no qualitative change, but it made Wu Moxie feel a powerful force full.

The energy stones in the soul ring are also gradually piling up in a slow time.

In a compartment full of holes, Wu Moxie slowly got up, feeling the sea of soul power in his body once again, and a satisfied smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Dragging his tired body, Wu Moxie opened the next door again, and immediately heard the noise of human voices, and couldn't help but flicker his eyes, this was the first time he had heard other people's voices in so long.

Does it mean that you are finally coming to the end of this compartment?

In the distance, the two figures shook sharply, and the Dao Law Seal was rejuvenated, rolling with the hissing of the spirit demon.

The two fought separately, facing the two lotus puppets respectively, and the fierce fight was extremely fierce, and the criticism continued.

The speed of the lotus puppet was extremely fast, more than several times faster than the lotus spirit that Wu Moxie had encountered before, just looking at it with the naked eye, he could only see the afterimage sweeping, and he couldn't even see the lotus puppet's move.

One of the red-haired young men looked like an eagle falcon, and there seemed to be a silver snake between his eyebrows, and in the face of the lotus puppet's stormy attack, he was also extremely calm, and the thunder spirit of the Dao lightning flashed and flew upward, blocking the lotus puppet's attack.

On the other hand, there was another person, but he was defeated and retreated under the attack of the lotus puppet, his face was not good, and the Horcrux was also in the process of collapse.

The lotus puppet was suppressed, and there were talisman patterns circulating on the arm, and a punch fell again, and the waves suddenly spread sharply, like a broken bamboo.

Seeing the situation, the man had to take out a milky white lotus spirit and prepare to pinch it.

Unexpectedly, the red-haired young man's eyes flashed, and he immediately reverberated with a shock, and a magic seal was triggered, and after shattering the lotus puppet in front of him, he suddenly turned around, and a sword light shone faintly, and attacked the people around him.

Wu Moxie's face changed: "Stop!"

But the red-haired young man turned a deaf ear, and the sword shadow thunder flickered, directly penetrating the body of another person, and then emitting a brilliant brilliance and bursting open, not giving him a chance to crush the lotus spirit at all, and the flesh and blood flew for a while.

The other lotus puppet was also pierced by the Dao Dao Thunder Spirit and was scrapped in an instant.

Wu Moxie's eyes were cold, looking at the tragic scene in front of him, he couldn't help but rise a wave of anger: "You ......"

He is not a defender, but he has his own bottom line in his heart, although he will not pity the lives of others, but he will not do such a thing as stabbing in the back while the fire is hot, he has always despised such actions, and even hates them.

The red-haired young man seemed to be one of the Tianjiao of the Nine Great Families, he leisurely pulled out the blood-covered Qingfeng, picked up the lotus spirit in the man's hand, licked his lips, and looked at Wu Moxie's eyes full of banter.

"You're the nameless kid who gave hundreds of lotus spirits at will? I have to say that your IQ is negative...... But I still have to thank you, for which I have gained a lot of lotus spirits. ”

Wu Moxie's fists clenched suddenly.

"If you have the kung fu to care about others, take care of yourself first......" The red-haired young man snorted coldly, turned around and pushed the door to leave.

Wu Moxie was slightly stunned, his face changed suddenly, and he was caught off guard, and a heavy coldness swept behind him.