Hey, what new species is this puppet? Why haven't I seen it before?" The white-haired young man exclaimed, with a strange look in his eyes.
The Spirit Puppet is a soul puppet specially refined to adapt to the "special" environment of the Immortal Burial Ruins, so it looks mysterious and restrained, like a mortal thing, without any trace of its power.
The white-haired young man was not aware of its "tyranny", so he was naturally not afraid at all.
He never thought that the "person" who would overcome the tribulation today was the tiger-headed puppet in front of him.
The face of Zhao Xingyu, who was wearing green clothes, changed slightly, and he immediately jumped into the air, flew to the opposite side of the two people, and shouted: "Who are you, and why do you trespass on the land of our Zhao clan?"
When she was questioning, the tiger-headed spirit puppet fell to her side and looked straight at the opposite side with a pair of amber-like "crystal eyes", with a coldness flashing in his eyes.
"Haha, what do you mean by this? Could it be that your Yunwu Zhao family's place is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den where outsiders are not allowed to come in?" The white-haired young man was arrogant and arrogant by nature. Hearing this, he immediately smiled coldly and retorted.
"I, the Yunwu Zhao Family, welcome friends, but we will not welcome anyone with ill intentions. Please leave as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for unpredicted words!" Zhao Xingyu's attitude became even tougher and he said expressionlessly.
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The tiger-headed spirit puppet on the side saw this and silently raised the giant sword in his hand.
"Jie Jie, I won't leave today, what can you do to me?" The white-haired young man laughed angrily, and immediately sneered with his arms crossed.
This person was born in the Green Ox Palace and was known as Wu Shengzi. His strength was extremely strong and he was close to the seventh level of Nascent Soul. He was almost considered one of the strongest people below the great monks.
In addition, Qingniu Palace is the number one leader of the Demonic Way, with unfathomable power. The True Lord of Gods has been incarnated for generations, making it the oldest demonic overlord in the Chunsheng World.
Wu Sheng Zi and Jue Xing Ancestor are old friends who share the same odor with each other.
A month ago, Ancestor Juexing suddenly found him. He cried and complained, claiming that he was desperate and wanted to take shelter under the Qingniu Palace.
Then, in order to show his "sincerity", he categorically claimed that someone had dug up a secret treasure in the Guishen Sect, and one of the sect's most important treasures fell into that person's hands.
This important treasure is a Heavenly Demon Ten Thousand Souls Banner left behind by the first True Lord of the Ghost God Sect, and its grade has reached the level of a spiritual treasure.
As long as his life could be saved, he was willing to tell the identity of that person and give up the Demonic Soul Banner.
as expected!
Wu Shengzi was moved by his words, and his heart grew greedy. He immediately promised his "old friend" again and again that when the treasure was obtained, he would be brought into the palace immediately, and he would also be guaranteed the position of a guest elder.
The ancestor of Juexing was of course overjoyed, and that day he took his "old friend" Wu Shengzi across continents and seas, and hurriedly arrived near the Yunwu Mountains.
After hearing that the treasure fell into the hands of the Zhao family, Wu Shengzi was very angry. He wanted to force his way in, but was persuaded by the ancestor Juexing. He said that the Zhao family had an extraordinary origin, and Yunwu Mountain was run by this family for thousands of people.
Nian's old lair is filled with formations and restrictions. The most important thing is that there are two Nascent Soul monks in the Zhao clan. They must not be ignored.
Although Wu Shengzi considers himself to be extremely powerful, he is not without brains.
After listening to the persuasion of ancestor Juexing, the two of them patiently lurked in Yunwu Mountain.
This incubation lasted seven days.
Seven days were enough for Wu Shengzi to find out one thing clearly, that is, in recent years, many ghost-shen sect-style treasures have leaked from the Zhao family.
Seeing this, Wu Shengzi no longer had any doubts about the words of Ancestor Juexing.
Until today, the thunder disaster suddenly happened, and the two of them were immediately alarmed.
Seeing the calamity clouds in the sky coming and going faster, the two of them were overjoyed and agreed that the person who was destined to be calamity had already fallen under the thunder calamity.
Seeing the opportunity, the two of them immediately decided to take advantage of the great decline in the morale of the Zhao family and attack the Zhao family's residence non-stop in an attempt to "force the palace".
"Wait a moment!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the ancestor of Juexing suddenly stretched out his hand to stop his old friend, and then said: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, please don't misunderstand me. The two of us who came here today do not want to be enemies with your Zhao family. We just want to ask for your return."
My sect’s legacy.”
"By the way, this is fellow Taoist Wushengzi, from the Qingniu Palace. I am a homeless man now. Our sect was robbed for no reason a few years ago, and there are not many disciples left in the sect."
Ancestor Juexing looked sad, and there was a bloody flag in the palm of his right hand, which was the symbol of the Ghost God Sect.
Zhao Xingyu was unmoved. After giving Ancestor Juexing a cold look, he said in an indifferent tone: "For the sake of Qingniu Palace, you can leave, but you can stay!"
The former one you said is childless, and the latter one is naturally the ancestor of Juexing.
"Haha, what a arrogant tone! I heard that your Zhao family is from the Tianzhu world, and you still falsely claim that you are the first Tianzhu family. When I saw it today, my tone was really outrageous. Humph, a group of homeless dogs dare to speak arrogantly here.
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Wu Shengzi didn't take Zhao Xingyu's warning to heart at all. After all, this was all he had to do, and there was only a "junior" Yuan Ying who had just been promoted not long ago to support the scene.
As for the "Tianzhen layman", he still dare not show his face, fearing that he has passed away secretly.
The fact that Zhao Menghan's death is approaching is not a big secret, and those who are interested have already known it.
Seeing that the layman of Tianzhen did not show up, Wushengzi naturally thought that he was dead, so he became even more confident!
"A lost dog?!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Xingyu's eyes turned red with anger, and a look of violence appeared on his face.
She immediately turned around, bowed her head to the spirit puppet, and said respectfully: "Xing Yu respectfully asks the ancestor to take action to capture these two madmen."
Before Wu Shengzi and Jue Xing Ancestor could react, the tiger-headed spirit puppet suddenly disappeared from their eyes at an incredible speed!
The two men's minds could barely sense the movements of the spirit puppets, but their physical bodies couldn't react at all.
Compared to the "lightning-fast" spirit puppets, the two moved as slowly as two "woods" stuck in place.
Between the lightning and flint, Wu Shengzi only had time to activate the life-saving thing in his arms. A large black flame appeared out of thin air in front of him, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped by the Nine Nether Demonic Flames.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The dark flame is taken from an extraterrestrial meteorite. Its origin is mysterious, but it has the powerful power to corrode everything.
This ball of demonic flames seemed to contain unimaginable high temperatures, spreading everywhere, and the void seemed to be distorted and distorted by the heat.
However, in front of the spirit puppet, no matter how powerful the Nine Nether Demon Flame is, it cannot corrode the bright silver giant sword at all.
Except for Zhao Sheng, no one knew that this seemingly ordinary bright silver sword was rarer than the best magic weapon. It was actually a spiritual treasure.
boom!
The bright silver giant sword easily broke through the magic flame barrier, and slapped Wu Shengzi on the forehead with the sword. An indescribable force suddenly passed into his body, knocking him unconscious instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the spirit puppet stretched out his free left hand, and the hand as big as a cattail leaf suddenly hit the Jue Xing Ancestor on the forehead, causing him to follow in the footsteps of Wu Shengzi.
Then, the tiger-headed spirit puppet used his sword to pick up their bodies and "slowly" returned to the original place.
The whole process seemed very long, but it was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, the two Nascent Soul Ancestors became prisoners.
When the spirit puppet took action, it was shocking. Not only the "Fairy Yunyu" Zhao Xingyu was shocked, but also countless members of the Zhao clan were stunned.
Zhao Sheng, who was hiding in secret, watched the whole process, but felt a little dissatisfied. The tiger-headed spirit puppet's attack speed just now was "too slow."
Speaking of which, Zhao Menghan was too weak during his lifetime, and the mere Nascent Soul body was unable to unleash the true potential of the spirit puppet.
You must know that the true combat power of an intact spiritual puppet is comparable to that of a half-immortal who has returned to the void.
The key to why the spirit puppet is so "tyrannical" lies in the four words "real time".
It is also a breath of time.
But the definition of "one breath" is different between different realms.
Wu Shengzi and others felt that time had passed by "one breath", but in the eyes of the spirit puppet, it was as long as dozens of breaths.
In other words, they are "too slow".
"This... is... too fast! Congratulations to the ancestor for reversing life and death and becoming invincible in the world!" Zhao Xingyu quickly recovered from the shock and immediately paid homage to the spirit puppet with a face full of ecstasy.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. With a wave of one hand, a dusty ring fell in front of the tiger-headed spirit puppet, who reached out to catch it.
"This Sumeru Ring will be handed over to you for safekeeping from now on. I put something in it. It will be up to you to deal with it in the future."
Hearing what Xizu said, the tiger-headed spirit puppet immediately nodded repeatedly and said in a muffled voice: "Menghan will not let down Xizu's hope. In the future, he will definitely send the Zhao family to the top of this world and regain the number one spot in our Tianzhu."
The glory of home.”
After becoming a spirit puppet, Zhao Menghan has lost most of his emotions and desires, and his temperament has become indifferent and taciturn. Now he speaks for the first time.
Zhao Sheng nodded noncommittally, then his eyes fell on Zhao Xingyu's face, and he said lightly: "Since these two idiots have come to your door, just stay here. With these two Nascent Souls at your disposal, you can also
Spend more time cultivating. After all, Nascent Soul is too weak. I have high expectations for you. I hope we can see you again in the Taiyi Spiritual World in the future."
As he spoke, Zhao Sheng waved his hand and sent out two forbidden divine lights, which penetrated into the eyebrows of Wushengzi and Juexing Patriarch respectively.
From now on, no one can break the restrictions in their soul sea without the help of a powerful person from the Fusion Realm.
The two Wu Shengzi could only obey Zhao Xingyu's orders and did not dare to have the slightest thought of resistance.
When Zhao Xingyu heard that Xizu wanted to leave, he immediately ignored his excitement and hurriedly said something to persuade him to stay: "Xizu, the Yunwu Zhao family is now in dire straits and needs Xizu's guidance. And -"
"Don't worry! I won't leave now. As for when to leave, I will leave when it's time to leave." Zhao Sheng suddenly interrupted her.
Seeing this, Zhao Xingyu felt a little relieved.
At this time, Zhao Sheng ordered: "I am going to Chunjun Cave to stay for a few days. You two can handle the rest of the matter."
"Xizu, that Patriarch Chunjun has a weird temper and will probably refuse your entry. Otherwise..." Zhao Menghan heard this and immediately spoke out to dissuade you.
"Haha, I know what I know, you don't need to worry too much... let's go!"
Before he finished speaking, the other person had disappeared out of thin air.
"Ancestor, do you think that after Xizu leaves, will he and Patriarch Chunjun start fighting again?" Zhao Xingyu looked worried and suddenly sent a message to Lingpuppet.
The tiger-headed spirit puppet didn't say a word, but just raised the bright silver giant sword, picked up the two Wushengzi with one strike, then turned around and flew up the mountain, quickly disappearing behind the mountains.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Xingyu sighed sadly, feeling that the real ancestor Menghan had quietly died and would never come back.
At this moment, rays of escaping light flew up from the city one after another and quickly approached her.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Xingyu descended slowly. Facing a group of Jindan juniors, his expression suddenly became majestic and solemn.
"You listen to the order. The reincarnation of our ancestors is a top secret in the clan and must not be leaked. As for this catastrophe, you should spread the word as soon as possible and say that an ancestor from the spirit world happened to pass by our clan recently.
The matter of the Thunder Tribulation is the work of our ancestors. You can use your own discretion on the specific words, but in short, try to be as ambiguous as possible."
Upon hearing this, all the Jindan Daoists immediately agreed, and then they all smiled happily and couldn't help but burst out laughing excitedly.
All of them knew that this day was the day when the Yunwu Zhao family was reborn. From then on, the Zhao family was fearless and had a bright future.
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Over the Death Star, a figure quietly appeared.
Zhao Sheng stared at the earth and saw that the surface was covered with large areas of solidified magma. Dark brown basalt covered the mountains and plains, covering almost 30% of the planet's land. Extinct volcanoes stood on the earth, looking like dead giants.
The last war permanently changed the topography of the Death Star, and a huge abyss with a diameter of thousands of miles and a bottomless depth suddenly appeared near the equator.
Zhao Sheng's figure flashed and he was under the abyss in an instant. He saw a thousand-foot-long milky-white wine pot suspended in mid-air, emitting a faint light.
His sudden arrival immediately alarmed Chunjun boy.
In just one breath, the thousand-foot-long giant pot suddenly burst into light, and a ball of white light suddenly flew out from the mouth of the pot.
The white light twisted and deformed for a while, and in the blink of an eye it condensed into a white, tender, short, fat boy.
The boy Chunjun's eyes were darting around, looking at Zhao Sheng not far away with an extremely wary expression, and suddenly shouted coldly: "What are you doing here! You are not welcome here, get out of here!"
"Little fat man, it seems that I didn't hurt you last time. Could it be that I want to take another beating?"
As he spoke, Zhao Sheng deliberately rolled up his sleeves with a fierce expression on his face.
Chunjun boy panicked, hurriedly moved his hands and shouted: "Wait a minute!"
"What? You want to beg for mercy?" Zhao Sheng stopped his movements and teased.
"You...don't be too arrogant! I am not someone to be trifled with. I have nine sworn brothers and sworn sisters. All of them are above Yuanyang Lingbao. My eldest brother is even more powerful than the Tongtian Lingbao Immortal Sword. You
If you are not afraid of death, just take action. When I call my eldest brother, you... you will be dead!"
On the surface, Chunjun boy looks fierce but secretly he is very worried and confused.
What puzzled it was that even though it had already reported the news, no one had come to deal with the evil spirit on the other side.
Chunjun boy never expected that it was not that the people above had not sent people down to the realm, but that they had already arrived.