Chapter eight hundred and sixty-ninth I haven't tasted the taste of the queen
After experiencing the initial shock, the "Wen Dao Academy" has gradually adapted to the existence of the puppet spirit master, and has begun to find some ways to deal with it.
For example, although these puppets have spiritual power cultivation at the level of spiritual masters, they can only perform some simple spiritual skills, and their lethality is far from comparable to that of ordinary spiritual masters.
Moreover, the puppet's mind does not seem to be sound. Most of the time, it only acts according to the instructions of the bell, and does not have much ability to think independently.
But how can one ringtone cover everything?
Therefore, during the fight, the reaction of the puppet spirit master will always be a beat slower.
In a war of this scale, the slightest hesitation can often determine life or death.
Naturally, Nangong Ling would not let go of such a big flaw. By designing an ambush and rationally using tanks and chariots, she successfully annihilated three thousand puppets in one battle.
It was precisely because of this tragic loss that the puppet master became furious and turned against Ye Zhongke directly.
With the joint efforts of Nangong Ling and the coalition forces, the number of puppet spirits that originally numbered 10,000 was now less than 3,000. Both their deterrence and combat capabilities have declined significantly, and they are no longer as shocking as when they first appeared.
However, no one expected that the Puppet Spirit Lord, who was thought to be nothing to worry about, would actually be supplemented by fresh blood.
What makes the three Holy Land Lords most uneasy is the aura emanating from these new puppets.
The spiritual power aura of these more than a thousand white-haired puppets is actually much richer than the previous ten thousand puppets, and even slightly better than that of ordinary spiritual masters.
"It's not over yet!"
Old Master Ning frowned, with a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes. He flashed quickly and appeared behind a white-haired puppet. He struck out with a fierce palm and went straight to the opponent's back.
Facing the sudden attack from the dignified Taoist Spirit Master, the white-haired puppet reacted quickly and punched with his backhand, colliding hard with Old Master Ning's palm.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a loud noise, the white-haired puppet was unable to withstand an experienced spiritual master like Old Master Ning, and was so shocked that he retreated repeatedly until he was several feet away before he stopped.
However, he quickly regained his composure and showed no timidity on his face. Instead, he used his spiritual skills again and launched a fierce attack on Old Master Ning.
"How brave!"
Old Master Ning sneered and was about to wave his palms to meet the enemy, but he saw dozens of other white-haired puppets around him suddenly coming to kill them all. The momentum was far beyond imagination.
This is... golden spiritual skill!
After sensing the tricks performed by these many white-haired puppets, Old Master Ning finally changed his expression.
Unlike the previous puppet spirit masters, these white-haired puppets not only have strong spiritual power, but can actually perform gold-level spiritual skills!
How does it feel to have dozens of gold-level spiritual skills attack at the same time?
Old Master Ning expressed that he was very sad. Apart from hiding in embarrassment, he could not find a suitable way to deal with it.
On the side of the "Wen Dao Academy" coalition, there were many masters in a similar situation to him.
Just after thirty-five dark spirit ghost attendants and more than a thousand white-haired puppets entered the "Dark Temple", the battlefield that seemed to be a foregone conclusion once again underwent earth-shaking changes.
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And on the official road hundreds of miles away, a convoy loaded with supplies was slowly coming from the direction of the imperial capital and headed straight for the battlefield.
In the second carriage of the team, two beauties with stunning looks and graceful figures were sitting opposite each other.
"I don't know what's going on on the front line."
The person who spoke was none other than Shangguan Mingyue, the eldest lady of Shengyu Trading Company.
She frowned slightly, with a hint of worry on her pretty face. The fiery red dress was still so bright, making her already pink skin even whiter.
"If the winner is really determined, the brothers will definitely come to report the news."
The woman sitting opposite Shangguan Mingyue was wearing a black short-sleeved outfit, showing off her graceful figure. There was no makeup on her face, but her natural beauty could not be concealed at all. She was clearly the Thirteenth Niang, the boss of SF Express, "
Since there is no news, Miss Nangong and the others must be still in the midst of a fierce battle."
It turns out that in addition to this convoy, the "Yellow Paopao" and "Blue Paopao" under the command of Thirteenth Niang are also running back and forth between various battlefields, taking on the important task of delivering messages and transporting supplies.
It can be said that the coalition forces were able to successfully counterattack and penetrate into Xiqi Province. The seemingly inconspicuous SF Express actually shouldered an unimaginable heavy responsibility.
"Sister Zhu is right." Shangguan Mingyue felt relieved after hearing what she said, and nodded in agreement, "Sister Nangong is so smart that she is almost a demon, and she has no plans left. With her as the commander-in-chief, there is no reason for the coalition to fail.
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"Is it?"
A sinister voice suddenly appeared above the convoy, "She is so powerful, did she ever expect that someone would come to rob the supplies?"
The expressions of the two women changed slightly, and they spread out their body skills at the same time and disappeared into the carriage in an instant.
When they reappeared, the two of them were already in mid-air, looking in the direction of the sound.
I saw twelve figures appearing in the sky at some time.
These twelve people were male and female, old and young, with different appearances, and their clothes were not uniform. If they were said to come from the same force, it would seem a bit unorganized and undisciplined.
However, the powerful aura emanating from these people made Shangguan Mingyue secretly frightened.
Four spiritual masters who have entered Taoism and eight ordinary spiritual masters!
Such a team, which no one dared to underestimate even if it was placed on the frontal battlefield, actually sneaked around to the side and came to sneak attack the team transporting supplies.
Nowadays, Thirteen Niangs have achieved spiritual mastery, and Shangguan Mingyue has realized the Tao and has become a rare spiritual master in the world.
However, with their perceptual abilities, they were unable to detect the approach of these twelve enemies.
"Dark Temple?" Although Shangguan Mingyue was shocked, the expression on her face remained unchanged and she just asked lightly, "Or 'Seven Star Pavilion'?"
"The Valley of Strangers."
In the opponent's formation, a white-haired old man answered slowly.
"Strange Valley?" Shangguan Mingyue and Thirteen Niang looked at each other with doubts and confusion on their faces. They had no idea what kind of force this was.
"Haven't you heard of it?" The white-haired old man smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter. After today, the reputation of Stranger Valley will definitely be heard throughout the world."
"Emperor Daqian is really extravagant. How dare such a beautiful girl like this be sent out to escort supplies?" Beside the old man, a pretty boy with a gentle look said with a smile, "In this way, it is quite cheap. Got us."
His eyes roamed back and forth between Shangguan Mingyue and Shisanniang unscrupulously, not hiding the dirty thoughts in his heart.
"Beishi, you are out of information." Another big man in black interrupted with a smile, "The Daqian Empire is rich in beauties. I heard that even the Daqian Emperor himself was a charming little beauty! "
"Are you serious?" The pretty boy who was called "Northern Master" was startled, and then said in annoyance, "If I had known this, I should have joined Nanxian's team. I have never experienced this in my life. What does it feel like to be a female emperor!"
Are they going to send people to attack His Majesty?
After hearing the conversation between the two, Thirteen Niang's expression changed, and she realized that not only was the convoy under attack, but the other party was probably planning to attack Li Yi who was in the imperial city.
"It's just you?" Shangguan Mingyue glanced at Beishi with disgust and sneered, "Is it worthy?"
"Little beauty." The pretty-faced Northern Master laughed and said, "Brother, you will know soon whether I am worthy of you or not."
While the two were talking, several more figures jumped out from the carriage below, jumped into the sky one after another, and glared at the white-haired old man and others.
Even Mr. Feng Zun from "Shengyu Trading Company" was prominently listed.
These spiritual masters are the masters arranged by the coalition forces to protect the supplies.
"No more ink stains!"
As if he was dissatisfied with the chat between the Northern Division and the big man, the white-haired old man frowned and said displeasedly, "Quickly decide, take the supplies away quickly!"
"What a boring old guy!"
Bei Shi glanced at him dissatisfied, then shook his head helplessly, swayed on his feet, and with lightning speed, he appeared in front of Shangguan Mingyue in an instant, raising his hand to grab her jade-like pink neck.
Shangguan Mingyue's expression did not change, and a dark metal stick suddenly appeared in her hand. She faced Bei Shi's palm with joy and fearlessness. Green rays of light swirled and danced around her like an elf. They looked beautiful, but they were all beautiful. It exudes a breathtaking and terrifying atmosphere.
"Eh? So awesome!"
As if he didn't expect this petite-looking beauty in red to have such strength, Master Bei's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, he let out a strange cry, and he made a wrong step and walked around behind her.
However, Shangguan Mingyue seemed to have already guessed what he was thinking. She stabbed a stick with her backhand and stabbed him one step ahead of where he was about to appear.
The two moved like the wind, fighting fast, and in just a few breaths, they had already passed more than twenty moves.
Shangguan Mingyue was like a roundworm in the stomach of the Northern Division, always able to predict his offensive intentions and respond in advance, which actually made him restrain his hands and made the beating extremely uncomfortable.
After fighting for several more rounds, the Northern Division seemed to feel that it was losing face. Suddenly it took a few steps back and appeared next to another Allied Spirit Lord who was guarding the convoy, and unexpectedly touched him gently on the shoulder.