Chapter 245: The Ancient Battlefield (10)

After passing through almost ten sections of such an empty road, Yang Zhuo stopped again, because this time, a puppet appeared again in front of Yang Zhuo, and behind that puppet, there was a wide hall, and there, there was a door, and behind that door was the passage to his place.

It's just that the bull-like puppet in front of him doesn't seem to be easy to deal with, because this puppet didn't attack Yang Zhuo as soon as he came here, but kept turning those two bright red eyes, watching Yang Zhuo's every move.

That's right, it's just watching, as if this puppet is spiritual, constantly probing Yang Zhuo, a stranger, Yang Zhuo didn't rush to make a move, but chose to observe this strange puppet.

After all, just judging from the current situation, this cow-shaped puppet should be more terrifying than the previous round ball puppet, not only because of the appearance of this bull-shaped puppet, but Yang Zhuo's first feeling of this cow-shaped puppet, spirituality.

There is a spiritual puppet, what kind of concept is that, Yang Zhuo didn't dare to imagine, anyway, when he dealt with the spherical puppet at the beginning, he suffered a lot of losses, and this time he couldn't be careless.

Although Yang Zhuo's knowledge of puppets is extremely low, this does not prevent Yang Zhuo from attaching importance to puppets, cultivating immortals and hundreds of arts, each of which is broad and profound, and he must not underestimate any of his skills!

Finally, Yang Zhuo moved, and with a move of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, it suddenly became larger in the air, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, and slashed towards the bull-shaped puppet.

The cow-shaped puppet shook its body slightly at a speed that was completely disproportionate to its size, and it actually dodged the blow of the Xuanyuan Sword in this room, and without hesitation, after dodging the blow of the Xuanyuan Sword, the bull-shaped puppet opened its mouth, and a blue ice qi spurted towards Yang Zhuo.

This blue ice, the power of the cold is extremely heavy, as soon as it appears, it seems to freeze the air in front of him, Yang Zhuo knows it very well, he doesn't dare to be careless at all, his left hand moves rapidly, and a small red shield appears in front of Yang Zhuo, which can be defeated by the breathtaking ice.

Seeing this, the bull-shaped puppet moved its hooves in the air, and a wave of ripples like water waves attacked Yang Zhuo.

However, at this time, Yang Zhuo had already recalled the Xuanyuan Sword, so without hesitation, the Xuanyuan Sword turned around and slashed, and met the ripple.

But the strange thing is that I don't know what that water ** pattern is, Xuanyuan Sword actually failed to block it this time, and the ripple hit Yang Zhuo a little faster.

This is not a good sign, Yang Zhuo didn't want to flicker his body, so he was able to avoid the weird and incomparable ripples.

Just as Yang Zhuo had just avoided it, the water-like ** pattern suddenly fell on the place where Yang Zhuo had just stood, and as the ripple melted into the bottom, a moment later, the ground collapsed on its own, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Yang Zhuo looked frightened, if he was hit just now, what would it be like, but now he didn't think about this time, so without hesitation, Yang Zhuo Xuanyuan Sword slashed towards the bull-shaped puppet again.

However, the bull-shaped puppet seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and it was not low, as if it knew that this Xuanyuan Sword was powerful, it did not contact the Xuanyuan Sword at all, but with the help of its own extremely fast speed, it once again avoided Yang Zhuo's blow, and at the same time, with a big mouth, a stream of cold ice suddenly sprayed towards Yang Zhuo at a speed several times higher than before.

Yang Zhuo's sword missed, but it ushered in this extremely fast and incomparably cold ice, and he immediately had no time to defend, but quickly flashed his body, wanting to avoid this blow.

Unexpectedly, the cold ice followed Yang Zhuo's figure closely, and this time, Yang Zhuo couldn't help but be a little busy.

The power of yin and cold contained in this cold ice is too strong to be hard-connected, but at this moment, he is forced by this cold ice, but he has no choice but to temporarily avoid its peak, which can make Yang Zhuo feel extremely aggrieved.

However, in such a situation, Yang Zhuo didn't seem to have much of a good way except to choose to continue to avoid the cold ice behind him.

After several dodges failed to dodge this cloud of maggot ice like a tarsal bone, Yang Zhuo helplessly flickered between his body, his left hand swung rapidly, and a cyan spear appeared, and he threw it towards the cold ice behind him, and the next moment, Yang Zhuo's lips moved slightly, and with a burst of words, the cyan spear exploded by itself, and most of the cold ice was also impacted off in this violent explosion, but Yang Zhuo's body was also sluggish, and the blue cold ice, there was still a small part of the remaining contact with Yang Zhuo.

Cold, this is Yang Zhuo's first feeling after coming into contact with that very small ball of ice, this kind of cold penetrates deep into the bone marrow, as soon as Yang Zhuo comes into contact, a thin layer of frost forms on the surface of his body, and even his hair and eyebrows are no exception.

couldn't help but shudder, Yang Zhuo hurriedly ran the spell, wanting to turn away the cold power that invaded his body, but fortunately, the Xuanyuan Sword now has a sword spirit, and it is still possible to control it himself in a short time.

With Yang Zhuo's full strength, soon, drops of blue spiritual power like water were forced out of Yang Zhuo's body, and when they fell to the ground, they immediately formed a layer of frost.

It wasn't until there were almost a hundred drops of such blue water spiritual power on the ground in front of him that Yang Zhuo ended his previous actions, but at this time, Yang Zhuo's face revealed a pale color, obviously, the extremely heavy cold power in his body had not completely dissolved, and when he forced out these blue water spiritual powers, Yang Zhuo consumed a lot of mana.

However, this is not the time to rest, although the Xuanyuan Sword can be controlled by the sword spirit for a short time, but against this bull-shaped puppet, even Yang Zhuo has suffered a big loss, how dare Yang Zhuo rest assured.

However, when Yang Zhuo looked at the Xuanyuan Sword and the bull-shaped puppet that were flying in mid-air, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It turned out that the cow-shaped puppet that had made him suffer a lot was constantly being chased by the Xuanyuan Sword at the moment, and looking at the posture, the bull-shaped puppet did not dare to attack the Xuanyuan Sword at all, so every time the Xuanyuan Sword arrived, the cow-shaped puppet was busy dodging with its own speed.

This is just like the situation where the cold ice chased Yang Zhuo just now, but at this moment, the protagonist has changed. Yang Zhuo looked at this scene in surprise, but immediately seemed to remember something, and immediately waved his left hand without hesitation, summoning the Xuanyuan Sword back, and at the same time, his body flashed, and he slashed at the bull-shaped puppet with the Xuanyuan Sword