"These three ...... What is the identity?"

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes under the black robe swept towards the two men and one woman who followed behind Xu Ningbing and the others with some fear, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an awe-inspiring momentum rose from the black robe, which made people change color.

"What are you doing, they are all trialists who have inadvertently entered this place!"

Xu Ningbing's pretty face changed slightly, staring at the black robe whose appearance was not clear, and stretched out her hand to stop the three of them, for fear that the latter would suddenly go crazy and kill someone.

"Oh...... Really!"

Zhang Yuanhao glanced at the three of them as if he had a feeling, and the latter three looked at the black-robed monk who turned his head, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he was so frightened that he lowered his head.

"This time...... It's a bit rewarding!"

Zhang Yuanhao pondered for a moment and said to Xu Ningbing.

"Speak quickly!"

Xu Ningbing's eyes lit up and looked at Zhang Yuanhao.

"This living puppet...... It is also refined by the trialists who enter this place. But...... The Corpse Heart Demon Cen Forgiveness is not the so-called foundation building perfection in your mouth, but ...... Fake Dan!"

"What did you say!"

Xu Ningbing blurted out, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

"I learned from this person's memory fragments that the method of refining a living puppet is indeed wonderful, and it can actually improve the combat power of the puppet by retaining the fragments of its previous battles, but it also gave me the opportunity to peek into the entire refining process. ”

After Zhang Yuanhao finished speaking, he paused for a moment, as if he was organizing words: "Cen Yu should have been prepared on the day the trialists came, captured many high-level trialists, transplanted them into his own body with their blood organs, and added some strange monster torso to refine himself into a self-aware fake Dan realm living puppet!"

"Are you talking about the monster with three pairs of black wings and four arms on its back?"

The petite nun in the early stage of foundation building seemed to remember something, and said suddenly.

"Huh......" Zhang Yuanhao looked at the woman: "Have you seen it?"

The female cultivator was seen by Zhang Yuanhao through a layer of dark robes, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said a little timidly: "We have all seen that monster, yesterday, a few of us and the three Taoist friends of the Gao Yue faction accidentally fell into this place, and then they were chased and killed all the way by a few hideous-looking monsters, and now...... It's just the three of us......"

Zhang Yuanhao's face was happy: "Very good, where did you meet Cen Yu at that time...... That monster, take us right away!"

Xu Ningbing also looked at the soft and weak petite woman with expectant eyes, and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, we will kill all those monsters and help your companions take revenge!"

The woman looked at Xu Ningbing's beautiful side face in a daze, lowered her head and whispered, "Okay, I'll take you there!"

In the darkness, the corner of the white middle-aged man's mouth who was standing outside everyone's sight showed a strange smile, and then quickly returned to normal.

......

Along the way, following the petite woman named Xiao Ling'er, Zhang Yuanhao and the others cleared out a lot of strange living puppets wandering in the huge crypt, and they were all transformed into half-human and half-beast appearances by Cen Yu, although the spiritual intelligence was inferior, but the combat instinct was strong, and several of them even injured some female disciples of the Snow Moon Sect, slowing down everyone's march.

"This is already the sixteenth, right?"

Zhang Yuanhao withdrew his hand on top of the head of a half-human, half-wolf puppet, and felt his head dizzy and painful.

Reading the soul of sixteen living puppets with incomplete memory in a row is a little unbearable even for a person like Zhang Yuanhao who far exceeds the strength of the divine soul of a monk of the same level.

Ignoring Xu Ningbing's surprised but speechless gaze, Zhang Yuanhao shook his head.

Following Xiao Ling'er, the corpse heart demon Cen Yu did not find it, but killed a living puppet with high and low realms, and according to the memories he read, these people were all this group of trialists who entered the Isles of Judgment, and they were either lured by him or captured in this crypt, and all of them were refined into living puppets.

After watching more than a dozen memory fragments of living puppets in a row, Zhang Yuanhao even felt that he could refine a living puppet.

"Do you remember the way?"

Zhang Yuanhao asked a little impatiently, looking at Xiao Ling'er's eyes with a strange glow, and then quickly faded.

"I ...... All I remember is that this is right, but every time I wander here, I don't know what's going on......"

Xiao Ling'er looked at Xu Ningbing and the others pitifully, and hid behind them in fear.

"What do you mean!"

Before Zhang Yuanhao could say anything, the young monk named Wu Hai beside Xiao Ling'er slashed out with an indignant face, looking at Zhang Yuanhao with hatred, and there was some fear in his eyes.

"Heh......"

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed, his five fingers were slightly curved, and the golden qi instantly condensed, as if he was wearing a pair of golden gloves.

"Lu Daoyou, stop!"

Xu Ningbing's beautiful eyes condensed, and as soon as the ice sword in his hand moved, the ice vines flew, and he was about to lock towards Zhang Yuanhao.

Wu Hai Yuguang caught a glimpse of this scene, and his heart suddenly settled, propped up the spiritual power light shield, and shouted: "The person who hides his head and shows his tail must have done something unseemly, so he covered himself with a black robe, for fear of being caught by the enemy, right?"

Wu Hai stood in front of the beautiful women of the Snow Moon Sect, and the afterglow glanced at their surprised eyes, and his heart was extremely useful, and the expression on his face became more and more proud.

"What, you still want to kill people and kill people? The fairies of the Snow Moon Sect are here, do you still want to commit murder in front of them?"

Shout!

What answered him was Zhang Yuanhao's sudden opening of a golden awe-inspiring sword aura, and the meaning of breaking through the air almost came out of his body, stinging everyone's eyes.

"Not good!"

Xu Ningbing obviously didn't expect this move, and as soon as the ice sword flipped over, a void condensed ice snake blocked in front of Wu Hai, freezing the golden sword qi that shot in mid-air, turning into a fierce ice sculpture.

Wu Hai and several female cultivators beside him were obviously startled, but they didn't expect Zhang Yuanhao to make a move when he said it, and he didn't leave any affection.

Swish!

The various colors of spiritual power were held up in unison, and colorful halos of light were cast in the dark and damp crypt, revealing mottled cobwebs and strange craggy stone walls. However, in front of everyone, the terrifying black robe had disappeared, leaving only a huge transparent lump of ice that was coiled and solidified.

"People...... What about people?"

Wu Hai stammered, with a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly leaned over to Xiao Ling'er behind him and the taciturn white middle-aged man.

"Be careful, he's over there!"

Suddenly, Xu Ningmei, who was suspiciously investigating in the distance, stared at each other, quickly turned around, slashed with a sword, and a large number of ice vines flew towards Wu Hai's side.

"What's going on?"

Just when this thought just popped up in Wu Hai's mind, he sensed a sudden burst of fiery fluctuations, and several people beside him exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly scattered and fled.

An ordinary palm was attached to the spiritual power shield on his body, and a violent spiritual power surged, and with a click, the spiritual power shield shattered.