The stone henge is a natural supernatural ability of the stone spirits, which can temporarily trap them in it.

But this is also temporary!

Even if the supernatural power of the stone spirit is subtle, the cultivation is only the foundation building period. These foundation-building monks trapped in the stone formation took out magic weapons to attack, and the stone spirits could only barely generate stone pillars to delay consumption, and they were no longer able to use other means.

Han Yu's gaze froze slightly, and there was ruthlessness in his eyes.

He tossed a storage bag, and nearly a hundred puppets took shape, and then rushed towards the stone henge.

The stone spirit was placed in the corner, and the puppet here was also divided into three strands, and they rushed towards the three strands of monks who were not sleepy.

These puppets were not very fast in the eyes of the foundation building cultivators, and their cultivation was equivalent to the level of the peak of qi refining, so they seemed to be extremely easy to deal with.

A square-faced monk in the early stage of foundation building, looking at the puppet that suddenly appeared with a vigilant face, threw a blue flying knife in his hand, and knocked down a silver wolf that rushed to the front with a dozen knives, and cut it to pieces.

But the remaining puppets had already rushed over.

He hurriedly took out a black ring and threw it out, quickly turning huge in front of him.

He thought about it for a while, but he didn't feel at ease and took out three high-speed rings to form a defense on the periphery, trying to delay the offensive.

But he forgot that in front of him was a bunch of lifeless puppet beasts.

They are not afraid of death!

And he found that these puppets were also very aggressive, and they were very good at cooperating.

The puppet beasts standing behind kept opening their mouths, and pillars of light the thickness of their arms would erupt and hit the high-speed rotating ring.

Some beast-shaped golems use fangs, claws, sharp tail vertebrae, or ramming to shake the black rings.

The square-faced monk is in a hurry!

According to the current situation, his defenses will be breached in less than a cup of tea, and he must find a way.

But he was thinking too much.

The melee puppeteers in heavy armor and holding a long-standing magic weapon kept waving their blades and slashing, and the black ring was crumbling.

He was so frightened that he was about to use mana indoctrination to forcibly maintain it, but the beast-shaped puppets that gnawed quickly retreated.

He already had a faint feeling in his heart that something was wrong, and the blade in the hand of this melee puppet shone brightly, and it exploded violently!

"Boom!"

A huge fireball the size of a foot exploded, and the black ring was blown in two, and the aftermath rolled him up like a leaf and slammed it down on the stone wall.

A mouthful of blood splattered out!

The moment he fell, a praying mantis golem pounced in front of him, a sharp wall of knives flung towards his neck.

The headless body fell to the ground, blood splattered on the ground.

Speaking of which, the monk's death was really a bit unjust. If there is no stone spirit to drag him tightly to the ground, he is not limited by the terrain, and he is really not afraid of the puppet army.

These puppets can't all fly if they are powerful, and even if they can't beat them, they can run, and they can't die easily.

If you really want to talk about it, you can only blame him for his bad luck, his cultivation is the lowest, and he is on the periphery of the stone formation, so he will practice his hands.

The puppets rushed into the stone henge and turned the tide of battle in one fell swoop.

The monks trapped in it no longer had the heart to attack the stone pillars and walls, and were preoccupied with dealing with the puppet beasts that emerged.

In just half an hour, Han Yu's puppet army was less than fifty.

But the results were also rich, and five monks in the early stage of foundation building were killed.

The muscles on Han Yu's face trembled, and he threw out the remaining puppet beasts on his body, and then released the giant tiger puppet and began to fill it with various spirit stones.

For those demonic monks, the situation in the stone henge was not optimistic.

"Can't be consumed!" the beautiful woman took out a jade flute from her cuffs, and gently flicked the phantom of a black phoenix to emerge, rushing towards the stone wall.

"Puff puff.."

With a few soft sounds, seven or eight stone walls were corroded into large holes that were a few feet wide, and the phantom of the phoenix gradually disappeared.

Seeing this strange situation, the trapped monks were slightly stunned, and then their faces showed ecstasy.

Han Yu saw this scene from Shi Ling's perspective, frowned and thought for a moment, then simply moved the stone wall that blocked them away, forming an encirclement outside.

"Boom.."

The stone walls and pillars slowly moved to the side, and the remaining six demon monks were slightly happy when they saw their companions, but their faces turned pale when they saw the headless corpse.

The young woman, the boy and the old man were all alive, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all saw fear in each other's eyes.

"What's that?" The last stone wall was removed, and more than twenty beast-shaped puppets pounced.

"Don't panic, everyone, listen to my orders, everyone will form a joint protective shield!" The old man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he commanded fiercely without question.

His cultivation was the highest among all of them, and the others also obeyed his orders in a panic, and everyone hurriedly joined forces to form a huge protective shield in a black light.

And the moment the shield was formed, thirteen finger-thick poisonous needles appeared in the old man's hand, and swept towards the beast puppet that pounced.

The yellow wolf puppet running in front of it was pierced through its chest, but it did not affect its running at all, and the old man's face changed and pierced Huang Lang's head, but his running was still vigorous.

"What the hell is this!" the old man's eyes showed horror.

Seeing that the beasts were approaching, the old man took out a round ball the size of a fingernail from his arms and threw it forward.

"Boom!"

A cloud of black smoke enveloped seven or eight beast-shaped golems in it, and then it fell silent, but more golems ran over and gnawed desperately in their shields.

At the same time, about twenty or so humanoid archers came to their position ten feet away, and they shot out a series of finger-thick five-colored light arrows directly from the longbow in their hands, although the power of each shot was only equivalent to a wind blade, but the victory was endless, and it never stopped.

The monks in the shield just wanted to free their hands to attack the beast-type puppet, but the intensity of the attack increased dramatically, and they hurriedly channeled mana into it to maintain the stability of the shield.

They can't speak.

If they are fully numerous, they will have the means to deal with these puppet beasts. The combined light curtain composed of eight foundation building monks can definitely stop the indiscriminate bombardment, and the rest of the human magic weapons will definitely be able to knock these puppets out of a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

At this time, the pitch-black fog had dissipated, and the few beast-type puppets had been corroded and pitted, and they had no combat power.

The cultivators who are struggling to support are happy in their hearts!

"Senior Brother Tong, I'm throwing one!" a green-robed monk called out excitedly as he caught a glimpse of this scene, his face pale.

After hearing this, the old man threw a gloomy look, and the man quickly closed his mouth in fright.

This is the Yin Thunder Bead he found last time he went to Fang Market, and he is reluctant to use it in his pocket on weekdays, so how can there be a second lesson.

"Brother Yan, if you have any hole cards on you, take them out quickly, it will be extremely unfavorable for you if time drags on!" The old man's eyes looked at the young man.

This guy has an old ancestor uncle in the Dan period, and he will definitely have hole cards on him.

The young man was silent for a moment and wanted to speak, but his eyes suddenly froze and he looked straight ahead.

The old man was shocked and hurriedly looked over.

I saw a pair of melee golems walking from behind the puppet archers, holding a huge shield in their left hand and a sword and gun in their right hand, walking in unison.

"If there is any means, it will be too late if you don't do it!" shouted the old man.

The three early foundation building monks were silent for a moment, and each threw out a magic weapon and headed towards the puppet that was gnawing on the shield.

"Bell, bell, bell."

The magic weapons all caused some damage to the puppet, and a black knife cut off the head of a puppet lizard, but only one lizard was still gnawing frantically.

Every puppet here is carefully made by Han Yu, and they are basically the best in refining magic weapons, he has added protection to key parts, only high-quality magic weapons can kill them in one fell swoop, relying on these high-grade magic weapons is a delusional thing.

The beautiful woman frowned, and her mind kept echoing the figures of those monks who died tragically, and she faintly felt that something was wrong.