Eternal Life: From Refining Puppets to Cultivate for Me

In Su Qing's view, if Tang Wanqing was far away from him, it would be beyond his reach.

Or if the danger she encounters exceeds his ability, then he has no choice but to offer her incense during the holidays.

But now, she was not far from the forward camp. Regardless of whether she could be saved or not, there was no problem in taking a look.

Riding on the fire egg, he took the road and ran straight to the edge of the forward camp. Then he controlled the hummingbird puppet with his spiritual consciousness and flew three miles away.

Standing at an altitude of more than two hundred feet, the hummingbird puppet at the front spotted Tang Wanqing and others without having to fly three miles.

But I saw more than thirty female cultivators, holding various magical weapons, sitting around in a group with sluggish expressions and extremely embarrassed faces.

Above their heads, there was a yellow haze of light, which was obviously some kind of defensive magic weapon, giving them time to rest and adjust.

And all around them, a giant spider that was several feet tall and covered with purple fur, and twenty or thirty spider-shaped monsters the size of calves, surrounded them extremely patiently, as if staring at pieces of delicious food.

In addition, there are two giant mantises with green bodies, triangular heads, and front legs that look like giant sickles, staring covetously.

"Spiritual Spider King, a first-order extreme monster!"

"Sickle Mantis, a first-order high-grade monster!"

Su Qing frowned and immediately understood the situation of Tang Wanqing and others.

Just when he was hesitating whether to break away from the protection of the forward camp and send the puppet to rescue him.

However, they saw that Tang Wanqing and others seemed to have rested. They were worried that there would be monsters coming from behind, so they took the initiative to dissipate the yellow light protection, and did not hesitate to fight with all their strength at this moment.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and Tang Wanqing showed a side of her that Su Qing had never seen before.

He was holding a black spear and jumped up. He was wearing a black robe, a black spear, and flowing black hair. He had an indescribable heroic appearance.

There is a torrent of Qi and blood stirring on the gun, and there seems to be tens of thousands of kilograms of force bursting out of the person's body.

The gun is powerful, from bottom to top, unstoppable!

When the Spirit Spider King's attention was attracted by this man's shot, a torrent of mana suddenly erupted from Tang Wanqing's body, and hundreds of blasts of wind slashed into the surrounding spirit spiders in an instant.

"Now!"

Tang Wanqingjiao scolded and asked the female cultivators to break out through the hole she made.

But she herself could only get entangled with the Spirit Spider King.

The spears were falling like rain, and the force of the spears was fast and fierce. The Spirit Spider King raised his front legs and faced him head-on, but he couldn't gain any advantage.

Web-like spider silk shot out from the ugly mouthparts, but Tang Wanqing's deft movements could always be avoided.

"A marksmanship combat skill and a body combat skill, but I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Tang could hide so deeply and turn out to be a strong man in both physical and mental skills. No wonder he was able to hold on at the Aishan defense line for so long!"

Su Qing couldn't help but marvel at the birth, and thought to herself that indeed every casual cultivator has his own secret.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield had undergone new changes.

Sun Yan led a group of female cultivators and used magic tools and Taoism to clear the way. Initially, when the spirit spiders were in chaos, things went smoothly.

But after all, they had fought all the way here, and their condition was not as good as before.

Until a mantis with a scythe jumped up and slashed diagonally with its front legs, killing the two female cultivators with one blow.

The situation turned bad instantly.

Sun Yan's eyes were fierce, and she took out the prismatic darts from her thigh. The power of a first-level high-level physical practitioner made these darts move as fast as meteors. Every time the dart landed, there would be an explosion and roar.

However, although the sickle mantis is large, it is extremely nimble and cunning.

In a single leap, he dodged most of the darts, and only a few of them hit him, but they were unable to cause fatal damage to him, and instead aroused his ferocity.

In the blink of an eye, two more female cultivators who used the wind technique to escape were chopped to the ground.

Sun Yan looked up at Tang Wanqing's situation and saw that she was being besieged by another Scythe Mantis and the Spirit Spider King. She was too busy taking care of herself that she had no energy left to take care of them.

As the female cultivator whose strength is second only to Tang Wanqing, Sun Yan looked stern, held swords in both hands, ran out of the phantom with long legs, stepped on the sickle mantis's jointed limbs, and landed on its back.

Phew!

The two swords used force and broke into its hard shell.

Then, he raised his left leg high, his energy and blood surged like thunder, and his mighty strength suddenly exploded, kicking the two long swords down halfway, leaving only the hilts outside.

Tsk la la, two streaks of green mucus spurted out from the sickle mantis's wound.

Before Sun Yan could get over her joy, she saw the sickle mantis turning half of its body, staring at her with its terrifying compound eyes.

Then, the field of vision was filled with two green lights.

Sun Yan only felt her body dwarf, and then she felt severe pain, and she realized that her legs had been cut off by the sickle mantis.

Even so, she, who was already determined to die, grabbed the hilt of the sword and tried to enlarge the wound!

He's dead!

Sun Yan smiled miserably, and when she saw the sickle mantis swinging back again, she felt that this time it was really impossible for the gods to save her!

At this moment.

Two red lights suddenly appeared.

It fell straight onto the sickle-like front feet.

Bang!

One shot hit the forelimb of the Sickle Mantis, and the forelimb broke off with the sound.

A shot hit the head of the Sickle Mantis, and the head exploded into slag!

Waves of burning smell passed into the tip of the nose.

In the fog of explosions, Sun Yan lay on the dead sickle mantis

On the body.

I saw two armored war bears, one fat and one thin, walking into the battlefield.

Before she could, she continued to observe the situation.

Then she saw a green-skinned lizard man coming straight towards her. Without waiting for her to react, he hugged him and ran away with him under the protection of several other lizard warriors.

"No, no, my legs, bring my legs!"

Sun Yan couldn't resist, and reluctantly watched her legs getting farther and farther away, until her legs were swallowed by a spirit spider on the battlefield, and then she closed her eyes in despair.

Most of her combat skills are in her legs. Without her legs, she might not be able to do combat training in the future and would have to go back to her old profession?

No, it’s hard to do my job without legs!

At this moment, Sun Yan's mind was filled with images of her about to lose her job.

As for the safety of her sisters, she wasn't too worried.

Because just now she saw that in addition to the two armored war bears, there were ten or twenty lizard warriors entering the battlefield.

Among them, there are five lizard warriors holding swords in their claws. They are unparalleled among the spiders. They are very powerful!

"Who is so kind as to be willing to use so many puppets to save us?"

While Sun Yan was wondering, as the lizard warrior ran wildly, she saw the figure of a young man riding on a golden precious dog.

The figure had a straight back, a gentle temperament, and was taller and stronger than he remembered.

But Sun Yan was still able to identify him.

Is it Fellow Daoist Su?

When the Lizard Warrior placed Sun Yan in front of Su Qing, and before she could thank Su Qing, he saw Su Qing take out spiritual needles with needles and threads from his arms.

"Fellow Taoist, please bear with me. My needle is very thin and it won't hurt very much."