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Chapter 549 Kill the puppet!

Immediately, Fang Chen sacrificed a hammer-shaped Taoist weapon and struck it on the puppet without thinking.

boom.

A dull sound suddenly came out of the puppet. A large dent appeared on its chest.

"Hehe. It really works." Seeing this, Fang Chen started smashing it hard. Using the Taoist weapon consumes a lot of Fang Chen's energy. After all, his strength has not yet reached the level of a venerable.

But other cultivators who entered the cave were not as "lucky" as Fang Chen. Almost every cultivator they met was at the level of a venerable, even the emperor. The most tragic thing was that a venerable met a half-saint. A level puppet. Before he could even sacrifice the Taoist weapon in his hand, he was turned into a pulp by the puppet's punch.

It took Fang Chen ten minutes to smash the puppet in front of him. Then his figure disappeared from the cave and appeared on the square.

Almost without stopping, Fang Chen chose another cave. The puppet in this cave was just a little guy at the beginning of the prehistoric level. Fang Chen didn't even use the Taoist weapon. With the Chaos Sword in his hand, he split the opponent into several halves. .

"Look, Lord Alchemist has come out." The cultivators who had passed through the first cave were all discussing in the square how to deal with those puppets and how to choose the cave. When they saw Lord Alchemist coming out, they all turned their eyes. Moved towards him.

"The Emperor is the breath of the Emperor." Soon, these cultivators discovered that the Alchemist should not be called the Alchemist Emperor.

The Alchemist Emperor glanced at the cultivators around him, then sat cross-legged in the square and recovered. The puppet he met for the first time was an Emperor. If he hadn't finally broken through the realm and relied on the temporary power of heaven and earth, he would have completely killed him. He killed the puppet. I'm afraid he is dead in the cave now.

"Hey. The strength of those puppets is too abnormal. It is impossible for us to challenge ten puppets if this continues." Many cultivators shook their heads. Just passing the first cave made them try their best. What if next? If they encounter puppets that are even more perverted than before, then they may never come out again.

After a long discussion in the square, no cultivator dared to enter the cave again.

After the Alchemist Emperor recovered, he looked at the countless caves around him. He was a little hesitant. He did not dare to challenge again. But after thinking about it one day later, if he failed to meet the requirements, he would be punished by being wiped out. So he gritted his teeth and prepared to enter the cave again.

But when he was about to enter, there was a flash of light and Fang Chen appeared in the square.

The Alchemist Emperor was still grateful to Fang Chen. So when he saw him, he immediately asked with a smile: "Little friend, how are you?" But when he looked at Fang Chen, he was surprised to find that he actually No injuries at all.

Other cultivators also discovered this situation.

Soon, the surrounding cultivators surrounded Fang Chen and asked him how he killed the puppet.

Fang Chen pretended to be stunned. Then he asked in confusion: "Is it difficult to kill a puppet?"

Hearing this, a trace of black line flashed across the foreheads of the surrounding cultivators. Even the Alchemist Emperor coughed slightly and then said, "Little friend, what is the strength of the puppet you met?"

"Beginners of the prehistoric level, aren't you?" Fang Chen asked, blinking his eyes.

Forehead.

These words once again made the surrounding cultivators stunned. Someone immediately asked: "Fellow Daoist Fang, what you met is really a puppet at the beginning of the prehistoric level."

"Yeah. What's wrong? Why don't you start with the low-level challenge first?" Fang Chen said with a puzzled look on his face.

The surrounding cultivators looked at each other and saw a wry smile in each other's eyes. Originally they thought that no cultivator was lucky. But now it seems that this idea is so naive. If they can meet the puppets of the early prehistoric level .Who is still complaining here? He has already gone to kill the other end without stopping.

"Unsatisfied, Fellow Daoist Fang. The puppets we met were all above the level of the Venerable. And the Alchemist Emperor even met a puppet at the level of the Emperor." One of the cultivators shook his head with a wry smile.

"Ah." Fang Chen exclaimed. Then he looked sympathetically at the cultivators around him.

A cultivator with venerable strength walked up to Fang Chen and asked, "Dare you ask fellow Taoist Fang. I wonder which cave you chose."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding cultivators pricked up their ears for fear of missing a word.

Fang Chen understood what the venerable meant. He immediately pointed out the cave of the puppet he had killed before. These cultivators actually wanted to bet on their luck, and they also wanted to use Fang Chen's luck to bet. For this... Fang Chen He is not stingy. In fact, there are relatively low-level puppets around the cave he chose. But there are only one or two. As for who can get it, it depends on his own luck.

"Fang Xiaoyou's luck is really good." The alchemist emperor said with a sigh. He thought he was an emperor now, but he didn't know what his life would be like in the next moment. This feeling really made him speechless.

Fang Chen smiled. He felt that the Alchemist Emperor was a good person. At least he knew how to repay kindness. So Fang Chen also wanted to help him. He walked up to him and said via voice: "Senior. When I choose a cave later, follow me closely and I will choose a low-level cave for you."

When the Alchemist Emperor heard this, he glanced at Fang Chen in surprise. Seeing the clarity of his color, he was sure that he was not joking. At that moment, he was shocked and even more happy and excited. If he hadn't lived a few years, Qian Qian. At this moment, I'm afraid I can't help but hug Fang Chen.

"Senior, there is no need to be like this. I have many enemies, and they are all in the Babel Tower. I may want to bother senior in the future." This is Fang Chen's real purpose. Otherwise, even if he has a good impression of the Alchemist Emperor, he will not Selling someone's favor for no reason.

The Alchemist Emperor took a deep breath. He also knew that the other party also had a purpose. After all, the world of cultivators originally revolved around profit. If there was no purpose, then even if you beat him to death, you wouldn't believe it.

"If I can survive, I will definitely repay Brother Fang." The Alchemist Emperor said solemnly. When he spoke, his face was extremely solemn.

Fang Chen smiled. Although the other party's words also set a trap for himself, there is nothing wrong with that. After all, if the other party cannot survive, it will be useless to talk about anything else.

"Haha. Don't worry, senior. The strength of the puppets in this cave. Everything is under my control." Fang Chen laughed loudly and then immediately ran towards the cave.

The Alchemist Emperor's eyes flashed with gleam. He took a deep look at Fang Chen's back and followed him closely.


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