Yu Xuanlong frowned: "What do you mean!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Xuanlong's brain ached, and his eyes suddenly blurred, and a sense of confusion like waking up from a dream came to his heart.

After a few breaths, the son regained consciousness, and when he looked around, it was already a different scene.

He was restrained in the air by forty-eight puppets, and the person standing next to the bow and arrow puppet was actually replaced by Wang Shuo, and at this moment, this son was looking at him with a sly smile.

"What, send it away!" Yu Xuanlong shouted, and the eight puppets immediately let go of their six arms and put the Jade Xuanlong down, while the bow and arrow puppet slowly withdrew its hand, and the arrows turned into spiritual power and dissipated.

"How can this be?" Yu Xuanlong muttered as he looked at Wang Shuo opposite.

Wang Shuo laughed, and arched his hand towards Yu Xuanlong: "Thank you, senior brother, for not killing!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Xuanlong's eyes were blurred again, he was still standing beside the bow and arrow puppet, and Wang Shuo was also staying among the eight puppets.

The only difference was that Wang Shuo had broken free from the shackles of the eight puppets.

Yu Xuanlong's eyes rolled, and he immediately said angrily: "Good boy, you dare to trick me with illusion!"

Before the words were finished, Wang Shuo disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he appeared in front of Yu Xuanlong, punched him towards the door of his head, and said with a smile in his mouth: "If it weren't for Senior Brother who cultivated the method of strengthening the divine soul in "Heavenly Machines and Ten Thousand Households", how could he stand here alive!"

As soon as Yu Xuanlong gritted his teeth, a puppet arm stretched out from behind him, grabbing Wang Shuo's waist, causing Wang Shuo's punch to stay an inch away from Yu Xuanlong's brain.

Wang Shuo's expression changed, and he was about to break free, but the puppet arm smashed Wang Shuo to the ground without hesitation.

"Bang"

Wang Shuo's powerful physique directly smashed the ground into an ice pit.

The puppet arm slowly retracted, and Yu Xuanlong smiled coldly: "Don't worry, junior brother, there are many puppets prepared for you!"

As soon as the words fell, seven puppet arms poked out from behind the Jade Xuanlong again, a total of eight, making this son look like a spider spirit!

Wang Shuo got up from the ice pit, spit out the blood in his mouth, and said to himself: "This guy has a lot of strong divine sense, and the stronger illusions can't be used at all, and the puppets in the gourd are inexhaustible, so I need to find a way to escape!"

Yu Xuanlong took a few steps forward, his expression was very scolded: "There was only a moment, I really thought that the junior brother was a ruthless character! But now it seems that the junior brother has no other means except for physique and illusion, is it possible to use these three talisman treasures around you - the rune treasures used to refine qi and build the foundation?"

Wang Shuo smiled slightly: "Senior brother guessed well, even so, junior brother can't sit still!"

After finishing speaking, the three runic treasures around Wang Shuo flashed, and the red bracelet disappeared in an instant, and the next moment it turned into eight red rays of light and fell on the eight mechanical arms, and then it was retracted, and it turned into a bracelet again, imprisoning the eight arms.

Before the eight puppets could break free, Wang Shuo grabbed the rune bow and arrow beside him, pulled the bow and aimed at the jade dragon.

As soon as the hand was released, a blue-green rune straight line Jade Xuanlong shot out. However, the Jade Xuanlong didn't care about this extremely fast flying arrow, just a mouth, and a white ball flew out of its mouth.

"Khooth!"

The sound of collision sounded, and the blue-green arrow collided with the white orb, and immediately stopped on the surface of the orb, and it was difficult to advance for half a minute, and soon it dissipated into aura.

Looking at this bead again, it shows that it is smooth and delicate, without the slightest trace.

Wang Shuo sighed, let go of his bow and arrows, grabbed ten flying needles, hovered between his fingers, and disappeared in an instant.

Jade Xuanlong had a little white bead, and the bead immediately flashed into a pure white armor and was worn on Jade Xuanlong's body, wrapping this son tightly.

Wang Shuo reappeared in front of Yu Xuanlong like a ghost, and punched this son.

With a punch, Wang Shuo immediately regretted it.

I saw that with Wang Shuo touching the place as the center, ripples spread outward, lighting up the runes around the armor.

Soon the ripples surged in reverse again, and a reaction force returned along Wang Shuo's fist, and Wang Shuo was immediately bounced out, fell to the ground and smashed a big hole again.

This scene was very similar to the previous battle against the twelve sword mound puppets.

A jade Xuanlong laugh came from inside the armor: "Senior brother, it's impossible for you to think that the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Sect can only use puppets and not treasures?"

Wang Shuo was stunned: "Could it be that the white bead..."

The armor helmet deformed and opened, revealing the face of the jade dragon: "Yes, this is exactly the magic weapon, which is specially used to make up for the lack of defensive spells of the puppet master! Wang Shuo, today you and I will die!"

After speaking, this son's face was covered by armor again, and at the same time, the eight puppet arms behind his back moved violently, forcibly breaking the red bracelet and regaining his freedom.

The broken bracelet had a flash of inspiration and turned into a talisman, and the aura on it was dimmed, apparently no longer functional, and turned into a piece of waste paper.

Wang Shuo sighed: "It's a pity that the rune treasure given by the master!"

As soon as the words fell, the runes around the Jade Xuanlong armor flashed, disappeared in an instant, and appeared in front of Wang Shuo the next moment. Wang Shuo's expression changed, and he subconsciously moved forward.

Halfway through the fist, Wang Shuo realized that this son's armor couldn't be beaten, and he immediately stopped it.

However, this time he stopped, Wang Shuo was stunned, and his hands were instantly grabbed by two puppet arms.

"Senior brother, I wonder how many attacks your body can withstand?"

As he spoke, the purple light on the remaining six arms lit up, bursts of thunder aura came, and the six fists were surrounded by arcs.

"This is..."

Before Wang Shuo could spit out the words in his mouth, the six arms turned into afterimages and bombarded Wang Shuo's body indiscriminately, accompanied by bursts of arc sizzling sounds.

Wang Shuo endured the sharp pain around his body, and stomped his feet towards him, and the ground below immediately cracked.

However, the armor under the feet of the Jade Xuanlong flashed, and the counter-energy was sent out again, and the ground that had been cracked was cracked again, and the power was even stronger than Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo was immediately shocked by this huge force and successfully broke free from the shackles of the two puppet arms.

Seeing this, the incredible voice of the jade Xuanlong came from the armor: "Careless!"

After breaking free, Wang Shuo stomped his foot again after falling to the ground, rushing towards the air like fireworks.

Yu Xuanlong, who was already annoyed by carelessness to break free from Wang Shuo's restraints, was even more annoyed: "Damn, how can I let you escape!"

As he spoke, he also jumped.

However, this son was only in the air, and there was a feeling of pulling behind him, and then there was a sense of weightlessness, and he slammed on the ground.

"What's going on?"

The jade Xuanlong's armor deformed and opened, revealing its face, and when he looked back, he found that the eight puppet arms behind him were wrapped in a string of extremely thin silk threads.

At this time, Wang Shuo in the air showed a sly smile, and his hands suddenly pulled.

The extremely thin thread immediately straightened, cutting the eight puppet arms into sections like a knife.

"When was this silk thread, could it be that it was wrapped when he hit you?"