Chapter 842 Hunter
If Lu Xiaotian heard the conversation between the two pottery puppets at this time, he would probably be surprised. He had already made some disguises, but he still couldn't hide it from the pottery puppets. With the puppet's eyes, the opponent could see through his disguise at a glance, and he remained calm.
"Coercion and inducement? What benefits can we offer to impress each other, or can we jointly win over this silver-haired boy?" Fu Xing asked in return, "If we try our best power, maybe there is some hope, but we Both of us are about to die, so what's the point of taking down the silver-haired boy?"
"This is the first time in hundreds of years that you and I have heard about the puppet scroll, but it's of no use. "Fu Ding sighed longly, his tone full of unwillingness.
This silver-haired boy was still average in strength at the bottom of Lone Star Lake, but he didn’t expect that he would grow to such an extent in more than a hundred years. Fu Xing did not speak to the companion next to him. Now that he had seen through Lu Xiaotian’s identity, Fu Xing did not quite believe Lu Xiaotian’s statement that he had no interest in the puppet scroll. He was in the one-yuan heavy water illusion formation at the bottom of the Silent Star Lake. , Lu Xiaotian has used sixth-level puppets.
It's just that using puppets and refining puppets are two different things, and the difficulty of refining pottery puppets is far beyond what ordinary puppet masters can do.
Of course, this cannot be said to Fu Ding, an impatient guy. Fu Xing has a hunch that this silver-haired young man should return to the Blue Devil Sea one day in the future. After all, the spiritual energy on Qingyu Continent is not as good as The Blue Devil Sea is so strong that the other party's return to Qingyu Continent should be just a matter of unfinished business. If you want to go further on the path of cultivating immortality, returning to the Blue Devil Sea would be a better choice.
Of course, all this is based on the fact that the two of them cannot take down this person head-on. Otherwise, Husband wouldn't be so easy to talk to.
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The desolate grassland is covered with fat weeds as deep as the human body in some places, while in others it is covered with gravel, scattered here and there in small but towering fields. Giant trees, occasionally The giant beast that is more than ten feet high bows its head to eat weeds, or suddenly a giant demon leopard or demon lion pops out, immediately alarming a group of demon beasts, running like crazy, trying to catch the beast's prey. Find a way out.
But in such a rough place, several white-headed storks came from the distance, and the white-headed storks made extremely sharp calls in the air.
There are several powerful decorators on the white-headed stork, with fierce expressions and holding a long spear in their hands.
After seeing the flying cavalry appearing in the sky, the monster beasts on the ground became panicked again. It's just that these past predators have no intention of taking action at this time. Instead, he looked at the scattered monks on the ground with playful eyes.
“These sons of bitches are flying high in the sky and treating us like livestock. Let’s fight with them. At worst, it’s better to die vigorously than to live like this.” A head The muscular man with a shiny bald head held a long sword in his hand and looked angrily at the flying knights in the sky.
"Master, please tell me something. Brothers are being driven like animals by this alien race all day long. If they are not killed by these guys, I am afraid they will be exhausted to death." Liu Jinglei, a bald man, looked at The woman next to her was wearing a blue patchwork skirt and a beautiful face without losing her heroic spirit.
"Shut up, we are looked down upon by the decent people in the Moon Moon Cultivation World. We have worked so hard to get to the Sky World. If we don't do something big and sensational, we will have no face even if we die."
Xiuqiu The woman Miao Ruolin scolded. "It's better to die than to live. As long as you live, you will have a chance. This damn flying horse tribe enslaves our monks in Heiyadong like this. If they don't vent their anger, I will die with my eyes open. You are also a seven-foot man, why? with pussy Normally, when something happens, just yell. If you have lived enough, take your big knife and wipe your neck to calm down. Don't get angry in front of me."
The bald man's face turned red and he held the big knife in his hand in anger. The ground turned aside.
More than a dozen other monks scattered with gloomy expressions on their faces, surrounding the injured fifth-level demon hippogriff.
"Listen to the captives below. If you can't hunt enough food today, when you go back, each of you will be whipped with thirty soul whips!" The flying warrior above his head looked down at the hunting crowd below. Hearing the name of the Soul Whip, all the monks including Miao Ruolin couldn't help but shudder. After finally sneaking into the Celestial Cultivation World, they were still discovered and taken as prisoners. They were beaten on the first day. The pain that penetrates deep into the soul after being hit by the other party's soul-lashing whip is definitely the most painful experience in anyone's life. A person who has been beaten once will never want to be beaten a second time.
The soul-whipping whip can whip the soul. Once it is beaten many times, it is said that it is a foundation-building monk, which is the ancestor of the golden elixir. If the soul cannot be raised with spiritual objects and spiritual elixirs, In the end, it is inevitable that the soul will weaken and die.
“Get moving, stop messing around, we’ve really reached the point where we have no way out, let’s fight with these guys again.” Miao Ruolin gritted her silver teeth and made up her mind.
"Master, there is a person lying on the ground over there."
A few people spread out and carefully surrounded the fifth-level demon hippogriff. This demon on the sky grassland Although the beast's realm is not high, its body is huge and its natural strength is extremely powerful. A few foundation-building monks can't even think of subduing it. Once the opponent escapes, the hard fight will most likely be in vain.
A young man with a round face suddenly spoke up.
"Are you dead?" Miao Ruolin asked.
"Wild beasts are rampant on this grassland. Except for the Flying Cavalry tribe that passes by for hunting, there are no human beings at other times. How could anyone appear alone on this grassland." Liu Jinglei, a bald man, wondered.
“Could it be possible that we came from that ghost place just like us?”
“Silence, if the monks in the Sky Realm know about it, we will become sinners in the Moon Cultivation Realm. "Yes." Miao Ruolin glared at Liu Jinglei.
When Liu Jinglei quickly swallowed the words back, "What should I do with this kid?"
Miao Ruolin didn't know what to do. Just when several people were in trouble, the gray-faced young man on the ground opened his eyes. He closed his eyes and shook his somewhat groggy head.
This person is naturally Lu Xiaotian who was teleported through the teleportation array from Xuehudao. Lu Xiaotian was riding on the trail of the teleportation array, and suddenly he felt that the teleportation array seemed a little unstable. It seemed that there was a lot of turbulence restraining the power of teleportation. There was a distortion in the void, and Lu Xiaotian's eyes went dark, and he didn't know what happened. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground in a miserable state, surrounded by a flat area with blue sky and white clouds, and in the distance were fertile weeds as tall as a man.
Unexpectedly, it was not teleported to the underground palace, but to such a ghost place. Lu Xiaotian calmed down his thoughts and could preliminarily determine that there was indeed something wrong with the teleportation array. The surrounding spiritual energy was better than that of the Blue Devil. The sea area was a little short, and there were several surprised monks nearby.
(End of this chapter)