"I don't know how well the defense is...."

Mo Xie looked at the puppet in front of him and muttered, then took a step back, and used the power of his body to slam into the puppet's chest.

Rumble!

The dull sound echoed in the cave for a long time, and the air wave generated after the attack blew all the surrounding wooden furniture to the ground, making the originally clean and tidy cave house look particularly messy at this time.

"Defense is okay. ”

Mo Xie watched the puppet's sunken chest gradually return to its normal state rapidly, and nodded with satisfaction, although his fist only used one percent of his strength, but on the body of an ordinary foundation building monk, it could also cause a lot of damage.

If it hits the body of the Qi Refining Cultivator, I am afraid that if this punch continues, it will kill the other party.

Therefore, the defensive strength of this puppet should be around the foundation building period, and as for where the limit is, he doesn't know.

Thinking of this, the ink demon raised his fist again, ready to test where the defensive limit of this puppet was.

Twenty percent!

Rumble!

The muffled sound mixed with the wave of qi came out again, and the blood-colored puppet's chest still returned to normal as quickly as before, obviously not reaching the limit of what it could bear.

The puppet was unscathed.

Forty percent of the power! The puppet is still intact.

Fifty percent of the strength! The golem's recovery speed began to slow down.

Mo Xie punched one punch after another, each punch was much heavier than the previous punch, and the dull sound that was getting louder and louder always echoed in the cave, and it didn't disappear for a long time, but the satisfaction in his eyes also became more and more intense after the punch was struck.

Sixty percent strength! The golem stopped recovering, and a crack appeared in its chest.

Seventy percent of the strength! The crack in the puppet's chest has widened, but it has not yet reached the point of collapse.

Eighty percent of the power! The puppet is covered with cracks, to the point of collapsing anytime and anywhere.

Ninety percent power! The appearance of the puppet made of the soil of the Killing Realm was completely shattered, and the core of the formation made of ghost ironwood inside was annihilated by the powerful force, and the other formations turned into powder.

Call....

Mo Xie exhaled, and he looked at the puppet fragments on the ground, his eyes only surprised.

He thought that using fifty percent of his strength would be enough to destroy the puppet, but the result was something he didn't expect, and he didn't even dare to think about it before.

If one percent of his strength could easily tear apart all the Qi cultivation period cultivators, then fifty percent of the strength of most of the foundation building period cultivators would die under this punch, and only a very few people with extremely strong talent along the way in physical cultivation could barely bear it.

And eighty percent of the strength, he is confident that under the Dao seed period, no one can stop him.

As for the ninety percent strength, the monks in the early stage of the Dao Seed would also be severely injured if they were not careful.

In other words, if the puppet in his storage bag was the same as this puppet, then he would have 1,099 defensive weapons to some extent, comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of the Dao Seed.

And if it was matched with the power of the matching shadow, Mo Xie didn't dare to imagine it, because it was too shocking, and it was beyond the scale of his imagination.

"See if the Shadow can survive inside....."

When Mo Xie thought of this, a sense of impatience welled up in his heart, and then his heart moved, opened the Killing Realm, and released a shadow with the weakest strength, and then used an extremely rough technique to directly lift the shadow up and press it into the puppet.

Airplanes!

Invisible fluctuations spread out from the puppet, and then in the burning gaze of the ink evil, the puppet's eyes opened and closed, and a scarlet light shone out, and then, a powerful killing intent and cultivation burst out.

"Good!"

Mo Xie shouted excitedly, although this shadow was the weakest in the Killing Realm, it also had cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and when it was not fused with the puppet, Mo Xie didn't feel any sense of danger at all.

But now, after the shadow and the puppet successfully merged, the aura emitted by it could give him a sense of danger, even if this sense of danger was very faint, even if it was negligible, but the feeling was real.

"Move a few times. ”

Like a child who has been given a new toy, Ink Evil gives orders to the puppet.

The scarlet gaze in the puppet's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he followed his instructions and walked through the cave.

But as soon as he walked like this, Mo Xie found a lot of problems, first of all, the puppet's walking posture was very uncoordinated, just like a child who had just learned to walk, crooked, sometimes touching the table, sometimes touching the wall, and even falling for no reason.

The Ink Demon knew at a glance that this was because the Shadow was not familiar with the puppet yet.

"It seems that it will take a while to form a combat force.....

Mo Xie smiled bitterly, knowing that he had taken it for granted before, because not only the Shadow, even if a monk had to adapt to a new body for a while before he could be handy, not to mention that the Shadow itself only had the mind of a child of a few years old.

Therefore, it will take more time to adapt, otherwise forcibly letting it fight can only become a durable sandbag, and it will not be able to form a powerful combat force, let alone kill the enemy.

After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand and absorbed the newborn Shadow into the Killing Realm, and ordered the Shadow to become proficient in the new body in the shortest possible time, to the point of finger command.

After that, the ink evil concocted the same method, and "stuffed" all the shadows in the killing world into the puppets, just like the first one, these shadows were unfamiliar with their new bodies, and even walking became a problem.

Only a shadow like Mo Yi, who is born with a high level of sanity, can freely control the actions of his body, but it is only limited to activities.

After doing these.

Mo Xie entered the Killing Realm and found Mo Xiaoru who was sitting in a daze on the ghost Tiemu Branch.

The lonely back made him feel a pain in his heart after seeing it, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold him in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Xiaoru, Daddy will be able to take you out soon, soon." ”

"Uh-huh....."

Mo Xiaoru arched her little head in Mo Xie's arms, sniffing the familiar breath on Mo Xie's body, and her little face was full of happiness.

"Let's go, Daddy will show you something good. ”

Mo Xie took Mo Xiaoru's little white hand, and his figure flashed on the col not far from the shadows, pointing to the shadows below, and said, "These shadows already have their own bodies, although they are not flesh and blood, but I believe that by turning rotten wood into a magical killing realm, one day they can turn their bodies into physical bodies in the true sense." ”

"I believe in Daddy too. Mo Xiaoru blinked her eyes wide, looking at the shadows below who were struggling to even walk.

"Xiaoru, these shadow fathers will be handed over to you, during this time, you can help your father train them well, and let them get familiar with their bodies as soon as possible, okay. ”

To be honest, Mo Xie didn't want to trouble Mo Xiaoru because of this matter, but in order to let the shadow form a large-scale combat power as soon as possible, Mo Xiaoru was the best choice.

First, Mo Xiaoru was originally a realm spirit in the Killing Realm, and she had a natural control over the shadows, and to some extent, she could even make the shadows master their bodies more quickly.

The second is that Mo Xie saw Mo Xiaoru sitting there alone, and she felt very uncomfortable, and now she was accompanied by a shadow, at least she could forget the feeling of loneliness for a short time.

"Don't worry, Daddy, I promise to complete the task. ”

Mo Xiaoru's villain stood in front of Mo Xie and made a gesture that she thought was very serious, but on the contrary, she highlighted her naïve and cute side, and her cute appearance made Mo Xie's heart soften and hugged her in her arms again, and ravaged her fiercely.

It wasn't until Mo Xiaoru was exhausted that Mo Xie reluctantly let go of his hand.

"Okay, then Daddy will hand them over to you. ”

Mo Xie smiled and scratched her little nose with his fingers, then left the Killing Realm and began to prepare for the next move.

Now he has three things to prepare.

The first thing is to find out the route to the Yunmeng Mausoleum, pass through there on the way, who you will meet, where there are disciples, and so on.

Secondly, find the location of the eye of the Yunmeng formation, and when attacking Yunmeng outside, secretly destroy or close it, so that the monks outside will pour in, attracting everyone's attention and buying him enough time.

Finally, the most important thing of this mission, the dream eyes of the Yunmeng Patriarch, he still doesn't know what the Yunmeng Ancestor's dream eyes look like, or what can be distinguished.

After all, Yunmeng Mausoleum can be imagined from this name, how many dream eyes there will be in it, he can't bring them all, not to mention whether there is enough time, just the prohibition shrouded in those graves is enough for him to waste his hands and feet.

Therefore, he must understand this matter, otherwise even if he enters, he will definitely not be able to guarantee his safety to get the dream eyes of the Yunmeng Patriarch.

Come to mind.

Mo Xie engraved the last two things that needed to be understood in the two jade slips, and then turned into two white rays of light and flew towards the cave mansion of Dark Changming and Murong Yurou.

After doing this, he opened the door of the cave mansion, greeted Lao Qin and Xiao Zhan, who had not seen each other for a long time, and began to explore the route to Yunmeng's mausoleum in the name of wandering.

In fact, it is okay for him to go alone, but Mo Xie is afraid that this is too eye-catching, after all, he is now a celebrity here, and his every move will be watched by people with a heart, so in order not to leave a handle for others, he has to take two more people with him.

This time he came out the same as when Mo Xie first came to the inner gate, and the disciples he met on the way either avoided it from a distance or nodded in greeting.

Seeing this, Lao Qin couldn't help but feel emotional, he sighed: "In the inner gate, I have only heard two people who can let them be treated like this, one is Mo Dao, and the other is Cong Mingzhe, I didn't expect you to become this third person." ”

"What's this, it was the same when I went to the red tent in the world. Mo Xie pretended not to care.

"Poof..... Hahaha. ”

After Xiao Zhan on the side heard Mo Xie's words, he couldn't hold back and laughed on the spot.

And Lao Qin shook his head helplessly, he also had a headache for the crooked reasoning of the ink evil, explain, with the simple mind of the ink evil, it can't be explained, if you don't explain, the ink evil will continue to be wrong, and it will definitely be seen as a joke by others in the future.

"Bold...."

"Well, I'm here. ”

"What I mean is different from what you mean, the people in the red tent just take a fancy to your spirit stone, not to be in awe of you, do you understand? ”

"But... I don't have to pay to go to the red tent, as long as I show up, there will be a lot of people around, and then rush to let me go to her house. ”

Lao Qin looked envious: "..........."

Xiao Zhan subconsciously looked at Mo Xie's crotch, and looked shocked: "............"