I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals

Lu Changan looked at the green-robed man on the fourth-level Peng bird.

The familiar aura of the same origin on the other party made the Changqing Yuanying in his body instinctively happy and excited.

Qingmu Zhenjun's cultivation reached the peak of the early Yuanying, and his magic power was stronger than his.

During the Demonic War, Lu Changan knew about the potential crisis of Qingmu Zhenjun.

Even with the fourth-level divination, he understood the general path and private plan of the other party.

Rather than letting this hidden danger remain in the dark, it is better to take the initiative and put it in the open.

Qingmu Zhenjun also looked at Lu Changan, with no ripples on the surface, curbing his inner eagerness.

If he could get this opportunity, not only would he have no problem in advancing to the middle stage, but he could also greatly increase his lifespan and further enhance his own foundation.

Lu Changan looked directly at the Great Elder of the Beast King and said suddenly:

"Great Elder, you and I have been acting so hard, it's time to close the net!"

What!

Hearing this, Qingmu Zhenjun's heart throbbed, and his pupils shrank like needles.

He looked at Lu Changan and the Great Elder with a vigilant look, and his body instinctively took a defensive retreat posture.

"Don't listen to his nonsense!"

The Great Elder of the Beast King Valley was slightly startled, his face was angry, and he touched the wound on his chest that had not yet completely healed, feeling very upset.

He was really tired of sacrificing ten years of his life to "act".

Unfortunately, Qingmu Zhenjun didn't know the details of the fight.

When he was hiding before, in order to avoid being noticed by Lu Changan, who was practicing "Eternal Green Gong", he sealed his Nascent Soul magic power, had poor sensing ability, and was thousands of miles away.

Looking at Qingmu Zhenjun's vigilant look, the Great Elder knew that there was no point in explaining more.

Between him and Qingmu, they were using each other, and there was no real trust.

Qingmu Zhenjun was cautious and suspicious.

Before, he didn't even meet with the high-level of the Beast King Valley, but obtained communication contact through indirect means.

The eyes of the great elder of the Beast King Valley flickered as he looked at the two people who had the same skills and had extremely similar magical powers.

Lu Changan's lips moved, accompanied by the obscure fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness, and he seemed to be communicating secretly.

The great elder's heart trembled and he was secretly alert.

After all, the Beast King Valley was the common enemy of these two "brothers".

Especially Qingmu Zhenjun, who was hunted down by the Beast King Valley and Wujian Sect and almost died.

Who knows if these two will reach a tacit understanding to get rid of him, the "external enemy", first, and then settle their personal grudges.

Lu Changqing practiced the forbidden technique of shortening his life, which was a great threat to him. It is not ruled out that Qingmu Zhenjun, his "fellow senior brother", also has similar means.

"If these two people join forces..."

When the great elder thought of this possibility, a sense of crisis emerged in his heart that he had not had for hundreds of years.

Even if these two were replaced by normal middle-stage Nascent Soul, they would not threaten his life. But the forbidden technique that shortens life is the nemesis of a thousand-year-old man like him.

Even with the life extension of his natal silkworm and other elixirs and precious materials, he only has two or three hundred years left, and cannot withstand the tossing.

…

The three Yuanying confronted each other on the field, and there was a brief silence. They were wary of each other and kept their distance, and the atmosphere seemed weird.

Lu Changan smiled in his heart, and determined that the suspicion chain between the three parties had formed a closed loop.

Any one of the three people was a big enemy with the other two, and there was no trust guarantee.

Among them, the one who took the biggest risk and the trust crisis was Qingmu Zhenjun.

This area belonged to the territory where the Weidao League and the Beast King Valley were fighting. Lu Changan and the other two had camp forces behind them, and many Yuanying Zhenjun's friendly forces.

Even if Qingmu suspected that Lu Changan was cheating, he had to prevent himself from being injured after the battle, so that the Demon Sect would reap the benefits and face encirclement and suppression again.

Just when the three were confronting.

There was movement in the important front-line town 200 miles behind Lu Changan.

The formation of the important town was fully opened. Fairy Xia led several Jindan cultivators and a group of elites to evacuate quickly to Fengguo.

Judging from the situation, Fairy Xia planned to withdraw to the headquarters behind Fengguo first, and then support the front line of the main battlefield in the south. This is safer and there is no need to take a detour.

Di Yanjun appeared near the important town to cover the evacuation of Fairy Xia and other elites.

Fairy Xia finally looked in the direction of Lu Changan.

Although their relationship has always been close and respectful, she always feels that her husband has many secrets.

"I will listen to you."

She remembered Lu Changan's instructions in the jade slip.

On the front line of the battlefield, only Zhang Tieshan can be trusted. Any familiar cultivators met alone cannot be fully trusted.

The elder noticed Fairy Xia's movements.

Xuanbing Zhenjun's fighting strength is no less than that of the old Yuanying. Once he leads the elite to support the main battlefield, his influence will be considerable.

He raised his palm, and a ring on his thumb flashed a faint light, conveying the general information of the main battlefield.

The situation on the front battlefield was not going well, the offensive pressure was high, and the casualties were tragic.

The elder frowned slightly. He had contained the huge threat of Lu Changan and held Fairy Xia at the same time, but the situation on the front battlefield was so bad.

The loss of the two great True Lords, Black Feather and Ten Thousand Cranes, had a great impact on the Beast King Valley.

Moreover, the fighting spirit of the Wei Dao League was completely different from the past wars of the Demon Dao.

"The elder is a fourth-level divination master, but he is one step short. Even if Lu does not go to the front battlefield, the Wei Dao League has a greater chance of winning."

Lu Changan smiled and communicated with the voice transmission. In the eyes of True Lord Qingmu, the two seemed to be plotting something.

"The elder is not naive to think that the Ten Sects of Xuanmen will not intervene in this war of cultivating immortals, right?"

"The Ten Sects of Xuanmen? After the expansion of the Holy Gate to the east, they have always abided by the agreement and have never sent Yuanying cultivators to directly intervene in the war of cultivating immortals."

The elder shook his head and did not believe Lu Changan's nonsense.

The ten sects of Xuanmen, which had lost their external enemies, were leaderless, scattered, and internal strife continued. The great monk had left Daqing for so many years, and he didn't have much longevity left.

"Haha, is it possible that apart from human support, there is no other powerful intervention. The Great Elder should have heard of the ancient treasure [Zhentian Drum]? He knows the rare treasure [Demon-Breaking Tiangang Sword], and is also familiar with the 'Hunter King Array' in the Central Region... "

Lu Changan was calm and relaxed, smiling calmly.

The great elder's heart sank, and after secretly calculating, the fog of heaven and earth that had previously shrouded his destiny suddenly lifted.

Since the local forces in the Eastern Region were in danger, the leaders of the ten Xuanmen sects provided unprecedented strategic supplies to the Wei Dao Alliance.

Some of the strategic treasures are to restrain the Valley of the Beast King or the magic techniques.

In addition, the ten Xuanmen sects may call for assistance from outside the ten sects, which does not violate the agreement, including providing some targeted "technical guidance."

If in the past, Beast King Valley had absolute strength, this kind of assistance would not have played a decisive role.

But now, every advantage accumulated will become an important weight on the scale.

…

"Alas, the chess piece was just a miss!"

"We are both fourth-level divination masters. How can the 'Heavenly Master' from Feng Yuan Kingdom have so many more attainments than this elder?"

The Great Elder sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that there was a Heavenly Master standing behind Lu Changan, so his plan this time finally came to nothing.

The great elder turned his eyes to True Lord Aoki:

"Fellow Taoist Qingmu! According to the prior agreement, I fought with Lu Changqing, which damaged his mind and greatly reduced his magic power."

"The next step is up to you."

The great elder informed Lord Aoki with a "clear conscience" look.

Whoosh!

A huge mana cloud ring erupted from his body, and he rushed to the main battlefield at a speed far superior to his previous escape speed.

The Great Elder had no intention of sincerely cooperating with Lord Aoki.

The situation on the main battlefield was not good at this moment, and he needed to return to defense.

Instead of staying here to scheming and being suspicious of each other, it would be better for these two "fellow disciples" to kill each other and both sides would suffer.

The victory or defeat of the Immortal Cultivation War and the life and death of the Beast King Valley are his primary concerns.

"This old guy..."

The great elder stepped out of the way, making Lord Aoki look ugly and feeling like he was being used and betrayed.

Of course, it’s not a bad thing for the great elder of Beast King Valley to leave.

Without a powerful demon sect leader, there is no need for intrigues and suspicions, and uncontrollable risks are greatly reduced.

It's more subtle.

There is now a 1V1 situation.

Lord Aoki dare not say that there is a 100% chance of winning. Without the great elder as a variable, even if the action fails, we can still escape unscathed.

Lu Changan had no expression on his face as he watched the great elder leave.

The frontal battlefield in Beast King Valley was indeed not smooth, with heavy casualties, but it was not a complete defeat.

The great elder's support is the most rational and safe choice at the moment, at least without taking risks.

Lu Changan pursues maximizing profits.

If "Shenjun Aoki" can be eliminated quickly, he can return to the main battlefield later.

At that time, we will no longer hide our strength, no longer keep a low profile, we will be surprised and the final word will be made!

There are risks, of course, but they are mainly borne by the Alliance.

Lu Changan dared to bet that he was not afraid of the defeat and collapse of the Wei Dao Alliance.

The great elder did not dare to gamble.

Not only that, Lu Changan relied on the distant help of the heavenly master to conceal the secrets of heaven and promote destiny, and he had already laid a secret mine for the Beast King Valley.

Whether they can achieve a final victory will affect the entire Eastern Region. This duel is very critical right now.

…

"Where can I get "Eternal Green Gong" by Taoist Aoki?"

Lu Changan took the initiative to speak, with the [Black Sky Wings] unfolding behind him and the black wind lingering, as if he was ready to evacuate at any time to support the frontline battlefield.

True Lord Aoki's consciousness was tightly locked on Lu Changan.

The power of his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of the middle Nascent Soul!

The fourth-level Pengniao under the seat moved to the side to prevent Lu Changan from escaping suddenly.

"Obtained from an ancient cave. It is said to be the cave where the legendary monk 'Yan Donglai' lived temporarily ten thousand years ago."

Lord Aoki said unhurriedly, and the fourth-level roc bird under his seat slowly approached.

He asked: "Where did you get Daoist Lu's "Evergreen Gong" from?"

"Coincidentally, Mr. Lu also obtained the "Eternal Green Technique" in the former cave of 'Yandong Lai'."

Lu Changan smiled loudly and did not lie.

In his previous life, Xu Xuan got half a volume of "Evergreen Gong" in the cave of Yan Donglai.

Now that he had received confirmation from True Lord Aoki, Lu Changan couldn't help but have some conjectures.

It seems that Yan Donglai has been to various parts of the Tianheng continent, even overseas.

"Fellow Daoist Qingmu seems to have stayed at the peak of the early Yuanying stage for a long time. Why hasn't he been promoted to the middle stage of the Yuanying stage?"

Lu Changan tested again.

As Lord Aoki approached, he slowly moved back.

Unknowingly, the route back to Fengguo and the Demonic Battlefield was intercepted by Lord Aoki.

"Haha! It is precisely because it is difficult to advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul that Senior Brother I came across the border to discuss the matter with you, Junior Brother Lu."

Lord Aoki smiled peacefully and spoke in a friendly tone.

The words have not yet finished.

The fourth-level roc spread its wings and screamed, whipping up a violent wind and approaching Lu Changan like lightning.

"Fellow Daoist Aoki! Stop!"

"Lu still has something to say. We don't have to fight to the death..."

Lu Changan exclaimed and hurriedly retreated.

"Stop talking nonsense! There will be plenty of time to discuss this after I take you down."

Near the territory of the Wei Dao Alliance, True Lord Aoki did not dare to delay, otherwise things would change if he was too late.

Lu Changan's behavior may be delaying, waiting for reinforcements from the Guardian Alliance.

…

Hundreds of miles later, in a mountain forest.

The faster fourth-level Pengniao and True Lord Aoki finally caught up with Lu Changan.

Yimu sword energy!

True Lord Aoki made a swipe with his finger, and dozens of translucent cyan wood-grained sword energy shrouded the area where Lu Changan was, like spring rain.

The sword energy seemed gentle, but it contained deadly killing intent.

Lu Changan's skin went cold and turned into several blue phantoms, dodging quickly.

Puff!

Several phantom clones were crushed by Yimu's sword energy.

Lu Changan moved several miles away in one breath. The protective shield was damaged and he looked embarrassed.

Lord Aoki's magic power is stronger, and he has the "Yimu Dao Body" to increase the power of wood spells, not to mention the magical powers of swordsmanship.

Boom boom!

Lord Diyan cast earth spells, and stone hills and peaks rose up near Lu Chang'an, blocking a lot of Yimu's sword energy.

A large number of stone hills and peaks were shaved smooth and flat by sword energy, which was extremely shocking.

Lu Changan's eyes glowed with strange light, and he made seals with his fingers. Green leaves condensed all over his body, and emerald green light surged.

Phantom Leaf Flying Sword!

Many green leaves turned into phantom flying swords, flickering illusively and seemingly slowly, stabbing at True Lord Aoki in an instant.

"Wood sword energy integrated with the illusion? It's rare in Daqing."

Lord Aoki's heart was slightly tingled, and his consciousness was slightly disturbed.

He calmed his mind and drew out streaks of Yimu sword energy, engulfing and annihilating many magic leaf flying swords.

at the same time.

The fourth-level Pengniao stared at Diyan Lord, either swooping with its sharp claws, or launching a long-range Gangfeng Qi Blade, suppressing the latter and forcing him to escape underground.

Lord Diyan transformed into the form of a demon king, with cracks appearing on his stone-skinned body. He was quite afraid of the fourth-level roc in the sky.

In terms of cultivation, Diyanjun may be slightly ahead of the fourth-level Pengniao, but the difference is not big.

But in terms of blood races, the fourth-level Pengniao is better than Diyanjun, and even has a certain restraint relationship.

For a time, Lu Changan's main favors were all suppressed by True Lord Aoki.

Spiritual pet versus spiritual pet, master versus master.

Fighting alone, Lu Changan lags behind in cultivation; while Qingmu Zhenjun possesses [Yimu Dao Body] to increase the power of wood spells.

Although Lu Changan's "Fantasy Leaf Flying Sword" was exquisite and accomplished, it was easily suppressed by the opponent.

Lu Changan sacrificed his magic weapon [Dragon Wood Staff] and turned it into a huge tree reaching the sky to block the continuous Yimu sword energy.

Lord Aoki chuckled lightly and held out a strange and thick charred wooden stake.

Zizzi!

Blue thunder and lightning flashed on the surface of the charred wooden pile, and the sound was terrifying, as if the thunder disaster was reappearing.

"Thunder Wooden Stake! You actually have such a rare natural treasure!"

Lu Changan's expression suddenly changed, and his body's magic power surged wildly.

During the lightning and thunder, the [Thunder Wooden Stake] was like a shocking thunder dragon, hitting the [Dragon Wooden Staff] hard. The bloody dragon pattern swimming on the surface of the latter made a puff of light smoke and sizzled.

The giant wood-shaped [Dragon Wood Staff] dimmed in aura and shrank sharply. When it returned to Lu Changan, the forbidden texture on its surface was slightly damaged.

"Shenjun Aoki, you are going too far!"

Lu Changan's face was gloomy, and he waved the [Black Sky Wings] behind his back, fighting and then retreating.

At this time, he understood why Lord Aoki was so confident and dared to come across the border.

With the same technique, True Lord Aoki has a higher level of cultivation and has the advantage of Taoism.

Even spiritual pets and magic weapons are of higher quality, just enough to restrain Lu Changan.

…

"Lu Changqing, why don't you use your puppet army?"

Lord Aoki controlled the Yimu Sword Qi and the Thunder Wooden Stake to suppress Lu Changan's attack, but the latter barely held on and kept retreating.

"Your Excellency's 'Qingxuan Sword Formation' has not been activated yet."

Lu Changan sneered, if the puppet army formation was used, it would lead to a positional war.

By then, Lord Aoki will definitely deploy the powerful "Qingxuan Sword Formation".

Once the puppet military formation was deployed, Lu Changan was trapped in a cocoon and became a fixed target of the "Qingxuan Sword Formation".

Therefore, Lu Changan kept retreating and fighting, and did not engage in positional warfare with True Lord Aoki.

"Lu Changqing, you are indeed alert! But you are blindly evading, and you don't even have the courage to give it a try. The opportunity you have should be captured by Ben Zhenjun."

Lord Qingmu was condescending, his tone was indifferent, and he pointed his finger towards Lu Changan.

call out!

A piece of spiritual wood flashing with green light flew in front of Lu Changan like an arrow.

"Huh? This is..."

Lu Changan instinctively dodged.

As a result, the green light spirit tree did not attack him, but was planted on the grass not far away.

same moment.

The fourth-level roc that suppressed Lord Diyan turned into a lightning bolt, its escape speed was comparable to that of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and it quickly approached Lu Changan.

The big wings of the Peng bird blew up a hurricane, and the blue-black wind at the core swirled, covering Lu Changan for several miles.

The powerful pulling force from the hurricane offset part of the help from the [Black Sky Wing] behind Lu Changan.

Lu Changan's hair was messy, and his magic shield squeaked, cracked by several strong winds.

As a result, Lu Changan's speed dropped sharply, and he was retained by True Lord Aoki, making it difficult to escape.

"Owner!"

Lord Diyan looked ashamed, and emerged from the ground, rushing towards Pengniao like an onion on dry land, trying to entangle the latter with all his life.

Lu Changan knew that Lord Diyan had tried his best. Pengniao's high mobility and racial restraint make it impossible for Diyanjun to keep it entangled.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared.

Buzz!

The piece of aura wood on the ground, the green light flows, and the texture outline becomes more and more detailed and clear.

From the facial features of the head to the trunk and limbs.

The green light of Yimu flowed through the piece of wood, turning into a vivid wood-grained man, who looked exactly like Lord Aoki.

"This is...the legendary wood magical power, the Yimu clone!"

Lu Changan was shocked and lost his voice.

This time it was a genuine surprise, not an act as before.

Before the stage of transformation, the conditions for cultivating the incarnation are extremely stringent.

Yimu clones require special skills or talents, and are made by intercepting special Yiling wood. And the quality requirements for Yiling wood are extremely high, at least to the fourth level and above.

"..."

The wood-grained man had a dull expression, making secrets with his hands, and Yuanying-level wood magic power surged from his body.

The wood spirit energy erupted like a tide.

Emerald green vines as thick as pythons spread out nearby, crisscrossing around and blocking the area around Lu Changan.

One of the green vines had already wrapped around Lu Changan's ankle.

"Lu Changqing, why don't you bow your head——"

Lord Aoki's eyes were filled with cold light, he spread his arms and held out sixteen green black wood swords.

Sixteen green black wood swords turned into ten feet, shining with green light, like spring silkworms spinning silk, releasing criss-crossing sword energy, quickly weaving a large sword formation network.

Once the sword array is set up, Lu Changqing will be trapped and killed.

Lord Aoki's heart was agitated. He had invested so much effort and longevity in order to develop powerful magical powers such as "Qingxuan Sword Formation" and "Yimu Dao Body".

Use longevity to realize your magical power, practice low-key on weekdays, secretly kill people and seize treasures at critical moments, and constantly arm yourself.

This is how he grew up.

…

Faced with the crisis, Lu Changan remained as calm as water and allowed the vine spell of "Yi Mu Clone" to wrap around his legs.

He opened his palm, and the [Five Birds Poison Fire Fan] floated on the palm of his hand, and the evergreen mana surged into this top-quality magic weapon.

Before his eyes, Lu Changan was surrounded by numerous thick vines.

"open!"

Lu Changan controlled the [Five Birds Poison Fire Fan] and swung it fiercely at True Lord Aoki who was setting up the sword array.

Boom——

The simple black feather fan flashes five colors of spiritual light, sweeping out five compressed and twisted poisonous fires of cyan, green, blue, purple and red, exuding a dangerous aura.

Accompanied by five kinds of sharp and chaotic bird calls, five groups of poisonous fire swept towards Aoki Lord Aoki and Otoki's clones in a fan shape, and exploded.

The exploding five-color poisonous fire turned the vines around Lu Changan into black and exploded into black powder that filled the sky.

The wood-grained man made a seal with his hands and stood in front of True Lord Aoki. A layer of wood spiritual light barrier about a foot thick was formed in front of him.

But under the continuous bombardment of five poisonous fires, the wood spiritual light barrier exploded.

There was a "bang" sound.

The wood-grained man was blown away by five balls of poisonous fire. Every inch of his body was scorched black and he was seriously injured.

The Yimu clone only has the mana of the Nascent Soul for the first time, and the Lingmu body is restrained by fire spells. Naturally, it cannot withstand the full blow of the [Five Birds Poison Fire Fan].

"This fan is very powerful. It seems to be an imitation of the Lingbao [Five Birds Poison Fire Fan]."

Lord Aoki's Qingxuan Sword Formation is about to be set up, and the sky is filled with green sword light flashing, opening a big mouth, trying to engulf Lu Changan.

suddenly!

From the dissipated poisonous fire, three flying feather poisonous needles flew out, silently and as fast as lightning.

Lu Changan's hand was poisoned by the sound of mechanical clapping in the fire fan, which was heard later.

"careful!"

Lord Aoki's expression changed. He did not expect that after the poisonous fire fan exploded, it would also hide a poisonous needle.

Only one of the three flying feather poison needles pierced Lord Aoki.

The other two flying feather poison needles drew strange arcs, covered by poisonous fire smoke, and pierced the fourth-level roc on the other side of the battlefield.

Pengniao was fighting with Diyanjun, and both sides were getting angry.

After hearing the owner's reminder, two flying feather poisonous needles had already pierced the front of the bird.

One stabbed toward the face, frightening the Peng bird into bursting with speed and fluttering its wings to dodge it.

laugh!

Another flying feather poisonous needle stabbed its huge spread wings, sending a chill to its heart.

"Level 4 poison!"

Pengniao's injured wings felt tingling and numb. The mixed poisonous power spreads along the wings to the torso and throughout the body.

As a fourth-level bird king, his physique exceeds that of human Nascent Soul cultivation, but is weaker than that of scaled beasts.

The injured and poisoned Peng bird has lost its strength and speed.

call!

Diyanjun's eyes were blood red, and he rolled up yellow dust all over the sky. He ferociously pounced on the Pengniao, grabbing and biting it to the death.

"This guy is really insidious and cunning!"

Hearing the wail of the Pengniao, Lord Aoki, who was operating the sword formation, looked gloomy.

A Feather Needle that stabbed him was knocked away by the Qingxuan Sword before he even got close.

At the critical moment, True Lord Aoki could not control his spiritual pet, so he controlled a sword array of intertwined cyan sword lights, covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet, and besieged Lu Changan.

Lu Changan showed no sign of weakness. Sixteen puppets appeared around him, gathering huge arcs of puppet power to form a thick purple-green light shield, and the electric fire flickered non-stop.

Sixteen third-level high-grade puppets or above are already the limit of this puppet formation. In positional battles, they can compete with the peak offensive of Nascent Soul in its early stage.

"This kid is hiding so well. The first information he got was that there were four puppets building a puppet array."

Lord Aoki was slightly surprised.

The green sword light activated by the Qingxuan Sword Formation flashed densely, with varying brightness, and rubbed together with the puppet force light shield of the puppet military formation.

Suddenly, there was a clash of metal and wood, and a sharp and harsh sound came.

The puppet power mask trembles, the light changes, and occasionally small cracks appear, which are quickly repaired by the replenished puppet power.

The indestructible Qingxuan Sword Formation could not quickly break through such a puppet army formation.

"It's a pity that I didn't test this person's defense."

Lu Chang'an felt a little regretful, and took back the three flying feather poison needles in the [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan] in his hand.

...

"Work together to break this formation."

The spirit pet and the clone suffered losses one after another, and Qingmu Zhenjun had a bad feeling that he must not drag it on any longer.

He took out a mottled ancient mirror, turned into a cold light, and fell into the hands of Yimu's clone.

The wood-grained man took the ancient mirror and injected the wood magic power of the Yuanying level.

Buzz!

The light of the ancient mirror flowed, slowly condensing into a gorgeous mysterious light, flashing blue, blue, and red spots.

"North Pole Mysterious Light!"

Lu Chang'an was moved, but because he was fighting against Qingmu Zhenjun and the Qingxuan Sword Formation, he had no time to stop it.

Puff!

The thick puppet light shield was pierced by the North Pole Mysterious Light, which just hit one of the sixteen puppets.

There was a loud bang.

A burnt hole appeared on the chest of the puppet that was hit, and it exploded on the spot.

Fortunately, it did not affect other puppets.

The power of the puppet army formation was immediately weakened by nearly 10%.

"How dare you, a little clone!"

Lu Chang'an looked unkind, and glanced at the wooden man holding the ancient mirror.

He was fighting two Yuanying cultivators at this moment.

The more powerful the magic weapon, the greater the load of mana and consciousness that needs to be borne.

Lu Chang'an controlled the puppet army formation and occasionally launched the [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan], which was already the limit.

Yi Mu's clone could help Qing Mu Zhenjun control the magic weapon.

Lu Chang'an waved his sleeves casually.

Swish!

Among the dozen puppets, an inconspicuous green-armored puppet appeared.

Qing Mu Zhenjun thought it was a spare puppet to supplement the army formation.

But the next moment, the green-armored puppet turned into a blurred green-gray afterimage, and flashed in front of the wooden man at an incredibly fast speed.

The green-armored puppet's eyes were filled with ghostly green flames. It raised its huge puppet arm shield covered with thorns, wrapped in a ball of cold green iron wind, and slapped the wooden-grained man fiercely.

Bang!

The wooden-grained man was holding the ancient mirror and was preparing for the next attack with all his strength, but was hit hard by the unexpected attack.

Yi Mu's clone flew back dozens of feet and almost broke in half, with dense wood cracks on the surface.

The ancient mirror magic weapon in his hand also fell to the ground.

The green-armored puppet was about to grab the ancient mirror magic weapon, which turned into a cold light and returned to the hands of Qing Mu Zhenjun.

"Fourth-level puppet! You...you are actually a fourth-level puppet master?"

Qing Mu Zhenjun, who took back the magic weapon, was shocked.

Qing Jia hit Yi Mu's clone hard with one blow and tried to snatch the magic weapon. His agile movements and brains were generally beyond the normal fourth-level puppet.

Qingmu Zhenjun couldn't believe that Lu Changan was only over 400 years old, and he was proficient in talismans and puppets, and had cultivated the more difficult puppet refining technique to the fourth-level master.

At the moment, Yimu's clone was severely injured and lost most of his combat power.

The fourth-level Peng bird on the other side was injured and poisoned, and was beaten by Diyanjun.

The sudden change in the situation made Qingmu Zhenjun's bad premonition even stronger.

Lu Changan's endless tricks seemed to be slowly inducing the bait to take the bait.

...

Lu Changan, who had gained advantages one after another, waved the [Five Animals Poison Fire Fan] again and shouted loudly:

"Qingmu Zhenjun's tricks are almost revealed, and the Qingxuan Sword Formation will share the huge mana and consciousness."

"It is not advisable to delay for a long time, and the battle should be resolved quickly!"

This tone made Qingmu Zhenjun feel something was wrong.

Not good!

His back suddenly felt cold, and a ray of inexplicable chill pierced his heart.

A corner that no one noticed.

In the shadow of a rock behind Qingmu Zhenjun, a cloaked shadow emerged strangely, and the palm slowly raised, silently.

Swish!

A shadow blade swept through the shallow layer of the void, flashed in an instant, and slashed the back of Qingmu Zhenjun's head.