Yang Zheng's thought in his heart at this time was that even if these three puppets were durable, no matter how powerful they were, their own materials were only wooden, and when they encountered their ultra-high temperature flame spirit skills, they would inevitably be burned into pieces of charcoal, and he was still quite confident in his spirit skills.

While dodging and retreating, the three puppets in front of them found that they had not hit the target, turned around slowly, looked at Yang Zheng who was reciting the spell, turned their necks, and the squeaky sounds sounded one after another, and the next moment, the three puppets once again tacitly agreed and ran towards the direction occupied by Yang Zheng at the same time.

The sound of the spell fell, Yang Zheng took a deep breath, stared intently at the direction of the three puppets, and with a wave of his sleeves, a fierce purple flame suddenly rushed out, sweeping towards the three black-brown puppets that rushed towards Yang Zheng at an extremely fast speed, enveloping the three puppets under the purple flame.

Everyone in the seventh squad, including Lin Yuming, had a happy smile on their faces, in the hearts of the four of them, they also had super confidence in Yang Zheng's flame spirit technique, although the speed of these wooden bumps in front of them was extremely fast, they must not be able to withstand Yang Zheng's high temperature flames, right?

The blazing purple flame enveloped the three puppets, and the four of them secretly thought that these three puppets must have been burned to ashes, right?

Since the puppets were facing away from Lin Yuming and the four of them when they rushed towards Yang Zheng before, and the purple flames released by Yang Zheng at this time just blocked their vision, the next moment when they thought that the three puppets were burned into ashes by the raging purple flames released by Yang Zheng, three more violent roars came from the opposite side of the flames.

The two roars were obviously muffled from the collision of wood against wood, while the third sound was like the sound of a human body hitting a puppet wooden fist.

A gray-brown figure actually flew out of the purple flame that had not yet been extinguished, slammed into the wooden wall, snorted, and slumped on the edge of the wall.

"Captain Yang!"

"Sloppy uncle!"

The person who flew in was Yang Zheng, who was full of confidence before, at this time he covered his chest with one hand, and slowly stood up with the other hand against the wooden wall, coughed, waved his hand at the four people, indicating that he was fine, and looked up at the gradually falling purple flame.

The piercing grinding sound of "creaking" came again, and the three black-brown puppets seemed to have complete immunity to the flames, passing through the purple flames that turned into flames, and the black-brown wooden surface on their bodies did not have a trace of being burned by the flames, and Lin Yuming and the four of them were stunned for a while.

"Zi Mo would ...... like this," Lin Yuming muttered.

Before everyone could come to their senses, there was a slight sound in the puppet's body, and a sudden change occurred, and the wooden planks on the chests of the three black-brown puppets bounced open, and a row of pitch-black holes were exposed to the still scorching air, and countless small and sharp wooden sleeve arrows slowly revealed one end, and the next moment suddenly shot out!

Whoa, whoa--

Countless small sleeve arrows shot towards Yang Zheng, who was still by the wall, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, the arrows were just sharpened wood, but looking at the speed, Lin Yuming sensed with his spiritual power, and had no doubt that he could shoot himself through.

Yang Zheng stretched out his arms in front of him, and a wall of fire condensed by purple flames had risen out of thin air, enveloping his entire body, and if the wooden sleeve arrow wanted to hurt him, it would inevitably pass through this wall of fire.

Poof, poof, poof......

The sharp wooden sleeve arrow caused ripples on the wall, and sparks splashed everywhere, looking at Lin Yuming and the four of them in the distance, they were nervous, worried that the sleeve arrow would drill a small hole in the wall of fire that Yang Zheng had condensed, and shoot Yang Zheng through.

Yang Zheng felt the power of these hidden arrows through the wall of fire at this time, and his face also showed a look of luck, you must know that the wall of fire technique is just an instantaneous low-level spiritual technique, although Yang Zheng has modified himself to greatly enhance the power of the wall of fire technique, but the defensive ability may not be very high, fortunately, the hidden arrows shot by the puppet are just scattered shots, if there are several hidden arrows on a point on the fire wall to concentrate on the attack, maybe Yang Zheng's fire wall will be pierced out of a hole.

The rain of arrows formed by the sleeve arrows gradually stopped, and the planks on the chests of the three wooden puppets gradually closed, as if they were slightly sensitive, and the puppets seemed to still feel Yang Zheng's breath of life, the creaking joints sounded again, and the whole body squatted suddenly, and a pair of big wooden hands and five fingers were together, and one palm slapped on the ground!

"It's so strong that the spiritual power of the wood system fluctuates, sloppy uncle be careful!" Nie Bingbing seemed to feel the difference in this beat through his heart's eyes, and reminded Yang Zheng loudly.

As a purple-level spiritual magician, how could Yang Zheng not be sensitive to spiritual power fluctuations? Feeling the powerful spiritual power fluctuations caused by the three wooden puppets suddenly squatting down and slapping the ground, Yang Zheng looked at the three puppets solemnly, wanting to see what kind of trick this was.

Feet!

I didn't see any movement for a long time, the three wooden puppets slapped the ground, but it didn't cause any effect, just at the moment when Yang Zheng took it lightly, he suddenly felt a movement under his feet, and almost without hesitation, Yang Zheng stepped on the ground and jumped high.

Rumble!

Three slender branches were entwined with each other, and suddenly grew out of the wooden ground, and with Yang Zheng's jumping figure, it was like a giant python, constantly writhing, as if it was about to devour Yang Zheng.

Lin Yuming's hearts were already horrified, what kind of puppet was this? Not only was it infinitely powerful, but there were endless hidden hidden arrow mechanisms in its body, at this time, it was like a human being who had performed this strange spiritual technique, this was not a puppet at all? It looked more like a human spirit master.

Huang Hao seemed to remember something, slapped his head, and said, "I remember!"

Nie Bingbing hurriedly asked, "What do you remember?"

"My father once asked me to read a book of "Miscellaneous Tales of the Spirit Craftsman World", which is a book about all kinds of new and strange ideas in the world of spirit craftsmen, and the author has almost included almost all the side skills of spirit craftsmen who have appeared on the Grace Continent into this book, I remember that it seems to be a record of the introduction of this kind of puppet......" Huang Hao said slowly with a look of memory on his face.

"Then what are the shortcomings and ways to crack this kind of puppet?" Lin Yuming asked.

The book says that the name of this kind of puppet is called a psionic puppet, the shell is generally made of some tough materials, and all kinds of strange mechanisms are hidden in the body, and there is generally a spiritual core inside the puppet that supplies energy to the puppet, which continuously provides energy to the puppet, and when the puppet is stationary, it will replenish spiritual power from the air on its own. The puppets are infinitely powerful, agile and fast, and some puppets can even use spiritual magic, which is very difficult......" Huang Hao introduced slowly, as if he was still thinking about it.

"Then how do you crack this kind of psionic puppet!?" Nie Bingbing saw that Huang Hao still had to continue to be introduced, and asked anxiously, grabbing Huang Hao's shoulders with both hands and shaking desperately.

"Uh-uh-uh......" Huang Hao was shaken by Nie Bingbing for a while, motioned for Nie Bingbing to stop, thought for a while, and said: "Well, if there is no mistake in the record of that "Miscellaneous Tales of the Spirit Craftsman World", the method of cracking these spiritual puppets is very simple, although the shells of these puppets are generally very hard, but if the spiritual core in the body is damaged, these puppets will naturally stop functioning, and we can shatter the spiritual core in their body through some strong shocks through the shell. ”

"But where is the spirit core usually in the puppet?" Lin Yuming listened to Huang Hao's narration, and immediately grasped the key point and asked.

Huang Hao showed a trace of confusion on his face and said, "This ...... I don't know, the book says that the core of a psionic golem is located in different places, some golems put it on their brains and chests, and some golems may just put it on the soles of their feet. The exact location still needs to be detected by other means. ”

Lin Yuming and Nie Bingbing glanced at each other, a smile appeared in their eyes at the same time, and they closed their eyes tacitly, and the spiritual power detection and mind-eye perception unfolded almost at the same time, covering the three tall black-brown wooden puppets, carefully probing.

Lin Yuming's spiritual power covered the three puppets, and through the thick black-brown wooden plank, the spiritual power drilled into the puppet's body, and the lines of spiritual power flow appeared in Lin Yuming's mind, just like the meridians owned by the spiritual master himself, carrying the flow and operation of spiritual power.

With the direction of the flow of spiritual power, Lin Yuming's spiritual power slowly probed carefully in these 'meridians', and gradually deepened, the operation of spiritual power suddenly accelerated as the puppet used the wood spiritual technique, Lin Yuming seemed to faintly sense the source of spiritual power gushing out, and his spiritual power swept away.

Lin Yuming and Nie Bingbing opened their eyes almost at the same time, and shouted towards Yang Zheng, who was still fighting fiercely with the three puppets in the wooden hall, "Captain Yang (Sloppy Uncle)! ”

"Okay!" Yang Zheng listened to the shouts of the two, although he didn't know how they knew the key point of these puppets, but presumably the two of them would not talk nonsense, nodded to show that he understood, and then dodged again to avoid the three slender branches that were entwined behind him, and landed on a clearing.

At this time, one branch after another had grown in the wooden hall, coiling and entwining, as Yang Zheng's dodging trajectory spread around in the wooden hall, gradually, Yang Zheng and Lin Yuming had lost sight of the wooden puppets hidden in these branches, although they had known the key point of the puppets for a while, but there was no way to find and attack the three puppets.

Rumble!

Deep purple flames erupted from Yang Zheng's hands again, spraying on these coiled branches, gradually burning.

These branches were not like the black-brown wooden planks covered by the puppet's body, not only did they instantly turn into black char under the scorching of Yang Zheng's purple flame, but also ignited a raging sea of purple fire under the burning and spreading of the purple flame.

The scorching heat suddenly rose and fluttered on the faces of Lin Yuming and the four of them, making the four of them have to take a few steps back towards the passage behind them, and several people once again praised Yang Zheng's strength in their hearts, and secretly prayed that Yang Zheng would solve the battle quickly.

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