A total of four four-foot-tall puppet warriors stood on the bank of Half-Moon Lake. Outside their bodies, they were all covered with a thick layer of blue-black iron armor, all of which were forbidden by the 36th level. The same goes for the four Yuan-Destroying Heavenly Swords.
They are all thirty-six levels of restriction. The sword is four feet long, almost as tall as the bodies of those thunder and fire puppets, and as heavy as a thousand elephants. It is thick and heavy, and there is an icy cold light on the edge of the blade.
The Yuan-Destroying Spiritual Platinum is a fifth-level spiritual iron, and the other materials including smelting are also of extraordinary quality. Even if these four swords do not have the ability to devour gold and iron, they can still be upgraded to the forty-fifth level of forbidden magic.
Zhuang Wudao was overjoyed. The golden elixir weapon master supported by Qian Qige Xue Xin Zhai was indeed a master. According to the drawings of the weapon array he provided, the sacrifice was almost accurate.
It can't be called perfect, but it can be said to be quite satisfactory. All twelve spiritual weapons can be successfully connected.
There were only four formation pillars, and the front and back sides of the Wuliangdu Tian formation were not completed yet, but there was a majestic wave of magnetic energy that spread out and covered thousands of feet.
However, these are equivalent to twelve spiritual weapons, which can be used at the same time. If it were not for Zhuang Wudao, who had the inverse Five Elements Taoist body, and the Kunyuan True Fire, he would not be able to use them at all.
In other words, he is the only one in the world who can use this set of spiritual weapons.
"It's just the last step, Yun'er?"
Zhuang Wudao glanced sideways and looked at Luo Qingyun. The last step was the soul fire of the four gold-swallowing beasts.
"It's not difficult to refine the weapon spirit. I can teach you now. But -"
Luo Qingyun was finally willing to tell the truth, but there was an unpredictability in her eyes: "If you want to make these four thunder and fire puppets act like arms, you need to prepare blood sacrifices. And the quality of the sacrifices cannot be too low."
Zhuang Wudao frowned, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he heard the solemn meaning in the sword spirit language.
——Can’t be too low? How high should it be?
Before he could ask this question, Luo Qingyun had already spoken: "Golden elixir, there are at least four golden elixir cultivators who have cultivated the true essence. The stronger the better."
Zhuang Wudao fell into deep thought. After a while, he stopped caring and shook his head, smiling lightly.
"Isn't it just right? There just happen to be ready-made candidates for sacrifice. I have been trapped in this Banyue Building for several years. I have been frustrated for too long."
After enduring it for five full years, he has almost reached his limit. It is not his style to just take beatings without fighting back.
"Choice, sword master, are you ready?"
If Luo Qingyun realized something, she then turned to him and said, "So this time, is the sword master planning to leave without saying goodbye and secretly go down the mountain, or -"
"Of course I need to inform Master."
Zhuang Wudao sighed softly, and then said meaningfully: "I don't have the time to look for those mice one by one. It would be best if I could make them jump out on their own."
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Half a month later, over a deserted mountain forest, white lights and shadows shuttled across the sky. It was a third-order spiritual ship only twenty feet long. Its escape speed was extremely fast, comparable to the soul. Only
In the blink of an eye, you can travel hundreds of miles.
Just when the spiritual ship was about to pass through this seemingly peaceful mountain forest, something suddenly happened.
Several blood-colored iron chains shot out from the dense forest below, and in an instant, dozens of red crossbow arrows shot at the silver-white spirit ship from all directions. There were also six or seven unusually strong and fierce Qi machines,
It shot through the air and rushed forward like an arrow from a string.
The spiritual ship was trapped by the chains and immediately stopped in mid-air. It could no longer move forward or struggle. Only a layer of silver spiritual light appeared outside the hull, barely resisting the red arrow shadow.
Just when this third-level spiritual ship was about to be smashed to pieces by the several golden elixir monks, one of them suddenly screamed in surprise.
"No, retreat quickly"
Those tyrannical figures almost stopped in unison, and then they all looked panicked and fled frantically to the outside.
But at this moment, it was too late. The silver-white spirit ship first shrank suddenly, and then exploded. Countless silver-white fragments the size of fingernails scattered and impacted in all directions. In this twenty-mile radius, a war broke out.
Metal storm.
The seven golden elixir figures in the air were the first to be hit, and were almost completely submerged by these silver-white fragments. They tried their best to resist and defend, and escaped to the outside, making a series of 'ding-dong-dang' sounds in mid-air.
The foundation-building monks hiding in the forest below were even more miserable. Nearly half of them were beaten into honeycombs by the silver-white iron pieces in one encounter. Their entire bodies were pierced with countless holes.
After the metal storm, there were countless red light thunders. After exploding, the exploding energy enveloped the entire forty-mile radius area. This made the situation of many monks here even more dangerous.
In the same world, Zhuang Wudao's rich, hoarse and slightly magnetic voice came at the same time.
"Thunder Fire Qianyuan"
Forty thunder fire warriors suddenly rose from the ground and appeared in all directions. Among them, the four warriors located in the southeast, northwest and northwest had slightly different shapes. Compared with ordinary thunder fire warriors, they were about ten feet taller and were covered with green clothes.
black armor
, holding a heavy sword in his hand. Swinging the sword light to slash, a total of nine thousand elephants of Qi Yuan were waiting for brilliant thunder and fire. The four Jindan monks who were about to break out of the area covered by the red light thunder all groaned.
With a cry, he had to retreat.
Blessed by the Immeasurable Dutian Formation of both positive and negative rites, these four Thunder and Fire Heavenly Puppets, although they are dead puppets, can still bring the Nanming Lihuodu Heavenly Divine Thunder to a level close to that of a mid-stage Lichen Golden Pill monk.
The four golden elixirs had already suffered serious injuries at the moment of the fight. The forty thunder fire warriors were like a net at this moment, trapping all the monks who were ambushing in the mountain and escaping.
Not allowed
However, this did not make everyone give up hope. One of them was swimming through the waves of the tide like a fish.
Even the invisible power of the positive and negative instruments could not stop him. He had more time to help other monks resist the formation restrictions and the four cloud-destroying sword lights. His voice was as cold as ice, calm and composed.
"Don't panic, there is only one person around here, Na Zhuzi."
"With one person's power, he dares to plot and kill us. This guy is really admirable——"
The person who spoke was actually another person, and his figure was also like a shuttle, exceeding the limit of the naked eye. In a flash, he arrived in front of the Thunder Fire Warrior.
I saw a string of network-like red silk shadows flashing by, and the second-level Thunder Fire Warrior, whose body was as strong as a Golden Core cultivator, was instantly cut into countless pieces.
And just a moment later, this person was already thousands of feet away. The same string of silk shadows swept across the void, and another thunder fire warrior was destroyed.
Wherever the figure passed, none of the strong men could withstand his blow. But just as this man's figure flickered again, the figure suddenly stopped in the void and fell suddenly down.
I don't know when a blood hole appeared in his chest. Although it was not really fatal, there were dozens of sword energy of great sorrow rushing through his body, shattering all the true energy in his energy veins. The body was restrained, making him
Unable to move
But this man's eyes were full of disbelief. He still didn't understand how he was hit by the sword.
I only vaguely felt that I was injured three breaths ago. But in my memory, I should have used the escape method to move freely through the exploding thunder and fire.
The next moment, the man's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw a young figure appearing nearby. He casually flicked his sleeves, and a burst of true energy came, making his vision go dark, and he fell into a coma completely.
Putting the golden elixir monk's body away with a third-level 'Void Hidden Talisman', Zhuang Wudao looked around with a slightly strange look.
"There really is no Yuanshen realm——"
"Isn't this just right? As the sword master intended, the sacrifice is just enough and more than enough."
At this time, Luo Qingyun did not appear, but the Qingyun Sword floated beside Zhuang Wudao.
"It just feels weird."
Zhuang Wudao shook his head, looking at the monks in the formation with disdain and confusion.
"With just these chickens and dogs, do they want to take my life?"
If it weren't for the support of the person who spoke out first and stabilized the situation and people's hearts, just his four thunder-fire sky puppets could kill all the monks in the positive and negative ritual formation.
The Demon Assassin Sect's grasp of his true strength makes people suspicious. How could this Demon Sect, who established himself in Tianyi through assassination and made everyone in Tianyi's cultivation world fearful, be so backward in intelligence?
Even in the battle with Longying, Qian Tianzong deliberately concealed it in order to prevent Fang Xiaoru from losing face. But it should be known that in the cave of the immortal Taoist, there were a total of three golden elixirs in Taiping Dao, and they died at his hands.
The timing of attacking him also arouses suspicion. Zhuang Wudao had revealed the news of traveling down the mountain alone twenty days ago. He relied on his newly refined set of treasures, the Puppet Dzi Beads.
The ability to move instantly.
Even if you encounter Yuanshen monks, you can still save your life.
But it wasn't until half a month after he left that these Demon-Striking Sect monks took action to ambush him. The manpower they gathered only included seven Golden Elixir and forty Foundation Builders.
The strongest among them are only the two middle-stage Golden Cores. Doesn't that make him suspicious?
"It's really weird——"
Yun'er also agreed: "It is indeed a little different from the Stinging Demon Sect's style. Naturally, it is also possible that the Stinging Demon Sect really misestimated the strength of the sword master. With seven golden elixir cultivators, this lineup is not weak at all.
Okay. If the sword master hadn't spared his own money and laid out tricks in this spiritual ship in advance, he might not be able to easily break this murderous situation. But -
After a pause in his voice, Yun'er said in a concentrated voice: "I think sword master, it's better to focus on the present. As the saying goes, the night is long and there are many dreams. If you delay, I'm afraid something will happen again."
Zhuang Wudao frowned slightly. At this time, Zhuang Xiaohu was just five hundred miles away. Now, this woman not only had a glimpse of the shadow ring in the sky, but also the scope of observation was greatly expanded, and the sensitivity was also more delicate than before.
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But it was only when these people took action that they noticed it just now. This shows how powerful the Demon Thorn Sect is in hiding.
Zhuang Wudao would not be surprised if there were still monks lurking around at this time.