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In front of Qing Zhou, there was a huge puppet 100 people high, the body was forged from five kinds of spirit gold, and under the flow of metallic luster, every inch of the giant's skin was covered with fist-sized holes.

The middle-aged monk patted the pathfinder puppet, turned around with his huge body, and exposed his back in front of Qingzhou's eyes, which was engraved with the three big characters "The Legend of the Giant Son".

"Fellow Daoist, the defense of the pathfinder puppet is extremely high, you can attack as much as you want, and you can find out the real and the fake. The middle-aged monk waved his hand and motioned for Qing Zhou to come forward and try.

Qing Zhou walked to the pathfinder puppet, and gently stroked the giant's skin with his palm, feeling not the coldness of metal, but the warmth of jade, and from the palm of his hand, there was a slight beat, as if the giant's body fell with his breath.

Ilha flexed his palms, his nails scratching hard against the giant's skin, a deafening noise rang out, sparks burst out, and the puppet left no traces.

"Yes, it's the real thing. Ilha nodded.

"Daoist friend, this is the end, why don't you try more, the pathfinder puppet can resist all kinds of attacks such as fire and sword stabbing, and its defensive power is comparable to that of a Hedao refining cultivator of the same realm. The middle-aged monk continued.

Qing Zhou nodded, because with a fingernail cut just now, he was sure that the pathfinder puppet was real, because his physique was comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of Hedao, and a puppet that could resist his fingernail attack must be a genuine pathfinder puppet.

Then, Qing Zhou departed a trace of spiritual power and escaped into the metal giant, and the next moment the metal giant came to life.

I saw that the huge body of a hundred people moved in one step, and then became the size of an ordinary person, which is the function of a pathfinder puppet, which can transform into the size of an ordinary person, and can also grow into a giant and adapt to various environments.

Qingzhou sensed that there was some kind of protection mechanism inside the giant, and if there was a danger that was beyond the tolerance range of the pathfinder puppet, it would activate the protection mechanism and send the power of the spirit back into Qingzhou's body.

"Yes, it's the real thing, I want this pathfinder puppet. "Qingzhou took out a storage ring, which contained three million spirit stones.

The middle-aged monk looked a little excited when he saw the storage ring in Qing Zhou's hand, stretched out his hand and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist, I have something better, do you want it?"

Qing Zhou hesitated, the pathfinder puppet in the middle stage of the Merge Dao was already very good, and the better thing that the middle-aged monk said was only the top-level Merge puppet.

"Please also ask Shi Daoyou to take it out. ”

"Fellow Daoists, forgive me, the three holes of the cunning rabbit, in a small business, it is inconvenient to put everything together, please follow me to another place. ”

The middle-aged monk took out the storage ring, collected it at the pathfinder puppet in front of him, and then left the star fragment with Qingzhou.

The two of them continued on their way, their place was in the middle of nowhere, there were no merchants around, only countless suspended stars, and occasionally monks passing by would not stop here.

Suddenly, the middle-aged monk leading the way in front of him stopped suddenly, turned to look at Qing Zhou, and laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoist, your road is over, please hand over all the things on your body." ”

Qingzhou's expression remained unchanged, and he sighed, "Shi Daoyou, you have finally exposed your old business, it seems that you are not a broker who buys and sells things, but a robber who kills people and extorts goods!"

"Xinghaifang City is so big, there are millions of monks who come in and out every day, and there are countless outsiders like you, and no one knows if you die here. ”

Qing Zhou smiled, "If you don't pay it, you can get it yourself." ”

The middle-aged monk's face was hideous, "Do you think I'm just a person, wrong, Lao Tzu is not a lone thief, but a gang to do business, my brothers have surrounded all sides, you can't escape." ”

With the order of the middle-aged monk, dozens of figures flickered around, and the momentum was all monks of the god realm, and the light of these people's shots came one after another, emptying a large area of the area.

"Boss, have you brought another fat sheep?" asked one of the Avatar monks.

The middle-aged monk nodded, "I used the bait to trick him, and I knew that he had at least three million spirit stones on him. ”

"Do it, leave no room alive. ”

These robbers have always been ruthless in their actions, and countless monks have died under their hands, because the means are clean, they can get away with it until now, and they have scourged the monks of Xinghaifang City.

"The boss is really powerful, the kung fu of hanging the fat sheep is perfect, and if you catch one accurately, these hairy boys will not be blind to death. ”

"Yes, yes, thanks to the wisdom of the boss, we can have a lot of money and not worry about food and clothing. ”

The middle-aged monk glanced at Ilha Verde, who was under siege, and Ilha still had the same expression, as if he was out of the way, which was different from the previous situation.

Those foreign monks were complacent at first, and they spoke with curiosity, but after being deceived by him into the encirclement, they either tried their best to fight hard, or cried bitterly and begged for mercy, and there were many ugliness, but none of them were as calm as Qingzhou.

"Could it be that the old man looked away, this person is a ruthless character. ”

The middle-aged monk mixed in Xinghaifang City, doing the work of killing people and stealing goods, usually disguised himself with eight-sided exquisiteness, and trained a pair of eyes that are very good at seeing people, so he has been evil for many years, but he has not hit the iron plate.

In addition, the middle-aged monk also has the peak realm of transforming into a god, and among the dozens of people under his command, there are five or six in the late stage of transforming into a god, and most of the rest are in the middle and early stages of transforming into a god, which can be regarded as a great force.

The middle-aged monk was cautious, only attacking monks who did not exceed the realm of transforming gods, and although he brought a group of rabble, he did not encounter trouble.

In addition, the middle-aged monk is very picky, and the native monks of the Eastern Polar Region generally do not make a move, and only pick those outsiders who have no foundation, even if these hurried passers-by die here, no one will pursue them, which is also the reason why he chose Qingzhou this time.

"No matter how powerful you are, if you are a god-transforming monk, there are so many people on the old man's side, even if you rely on people, you can be killed. ”

A hint of gloom flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, for him, killing people is no different from slaughtering dogs, and earning spirit stones is the most important thing.

"Do it, kill people and destroy corpses. ”

With the middle-aged monk's order, the god-transforming monks from all directions swarmed up, and dozens of attack rays crossed the void and killed in front of Qingzhou.

Qing Zhou smiled faintly, his hands were folded, and he didn't see the sword qi light waves, and the monk who flew to his side seemed to hit an invisible wall, and immediately stayed in place, and then wisps of blood splattered out of his body.

This scene stunned the remaining monks, and the companions who rushed forward first were hit by invisible moves, no matter where they were, and no matter how high or low their strength was, they recruited indiscriminate attacks almost instantly, and were pierced through the body by invisible blades, and blood was sprinkled all over the void as if they didn't want money.