My magic weapons are all rule-based

Gu Yingwei used one hand to control the ice cocoon as a shield, and the other hand to attack with a magic sword.

"Fuck you, you really use me as a shield... I... Fuck!"

Xu Shan was so anxious inside the ice cocoon that he saw stars.

He was not anxious because he was used as a shield, but because these people were simply unable to fight against these spirit puppets.

The strength of the purple gold spirit puppet was definitely in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul or even higher, and the strength of the body was far beyond that of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

In addition to the assistance of other massive spirit puppets, it may not be inferior to the dozen or so Nascent Soul masters here.

As for the role that the Jindan cultivator can play, it is also extremely limited.

The Jindan cultivator is no different from cannon fodder, following behind the cutting-edge combat power as a porter.

The army of immortal spirit puppets surged like a tide, and their bodies made of steel and runes shone with spiritual light, and their momentum was extremely powerful.

With the Nascent Soul cultivators guarding the scene, the situation was relatively stable, and the cultivators each picked up a magic weapon to meet the enemy.

The number of cultivators is small, but they are more than enough to take advantage of the attack of the spirit puppets. They take advantage of every opportunity and keep attacking.

For a while, sword energy crisscrossed and magic weapons flashed.

Facing the overwhelming numerical advantage, they did not lose the upper hand in the first fight, and they evolved some tacit understanding.

The Yuanying cultivator obviously noticed the unusualness of the purple gold spirit puppet at the first time.

They tacitly sought strong enemies to fight and withstand the strongest pressure.

Gu Yingwei fought alone against the puppet, and his fighting spirit was surging under the cover of the ice cocoon in his hand.

The purple gold spirit puppet hit hard, and only left a tiny mark on the ice cocoon.

Although the ice cocoon was intact, it obviously had the effect of physical penetration.

The powerful punch, with the remaining force not dissipated, directly shook into the inside.

Xu Shan had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, snot hanging on his face, and cursed wildly in his heart...

The strength of the spirit puppet's punches is not to be mentioned. Every time he punched, the ice cocoon burst into cold air and penetrated directly into the body.

Confused and cold, he had suffered a great punishment.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Gu Yingwei finally remembered something.

He shouted while fighting: "Xu Shan, are you okay!"

"Damn, how can I be okay! I can still hold on... Keep going... Hurry up and rush out, don't fight too much..."

Gu Yingwei panted: "No, no! If we continue like this, I'm afraid I can't rush out, and my spiritual power can't be replenished! Can you come out by yourself now? I need help!"

"Keep fighting it... Give me some more time!"

Xu Shan shouted, and Gu Yingwei's voice was a little vague in his ears.

The surroundings were full of deafening sounds produced by fighting, metal and limbs flew together, and explosions came one after another.

Facing the impact of the steel torrent, the Yuanying Daxiu couldn't take care of the people below.

The Jindan and Jindan cultivators were struggling to cope with it, and casualties had begun to occur.

In just a few minutes, several cultivators had been killed.

As time went on, the casualties of the cultivators increased.

Some of the less powerful magic weapons were gradually destroyed by the puppets' fierce attack, and the mana was gradually exhausted in the constant consumption.

Faced with this almost endless puppet army and the extremely slow advancement speed, finally... one after another, the monks began to show despair in their eyes.

At this moment, a leading Yuanying late-stage monk shouted: "No more breakouts! Follow me! Go to the island to set up the formation!!"

As soon as these words came out, the monk turned into a stream of light and fled towards the nearest floating island!

More than 40 monks who were still fighting were shocked by the sound, and followed closely behind and gathered on the floating island.

The Yuanying monk who spoke first landed, and the other monks who were proficient in the formation decisively stepped forward to assist!

With the rocks as the foundation and the mana as the guide, a simple formation was quickly set down.

.....

The formation was completed, and a burst of light burst out, and the shield was directly locked for a hundred feet.

Five Yuanying monks maintained the formation to resist the attack of the puppet army.

Outside the shield, the army of spirit puppets attacked the guardian formation frantically, causing ripples in the shield.

The situation was temporarily safe.

The monks sat on the ground, looking at the tireless and rotating army of spirit puppets in despair and confusion.

"This formation is too simple and the attack is too fierce. The five of us can only hold out for an incense stick of time at most. Don't be stunned! Adjust your state quickly and come up with a solution to break through together. We are not far from the exit!" The monk who presided over the formation shouted.

Xue Kuang vomited blood, looked at Xu Shan with hatred, and shouted angrily.

"What the hell are you thinking of? I thought you could push the floating island away, but you're still holding on here after all this time."

"What else can I do hiding in the formation except wasting my spiritual power and waiting to die? The longer I delay, the less chance I have! I'm really unlucky. When I run into this kind of thing, I might as well fight them to the death and have a chance of survival!"

"Don't listen to him! It was this bastard who released the spirit puppets!!" Xu Shan yelled from a distance, "If you think you don't have a chance, just leave by yourself! The formation is not covered, no one will stop you!"

A bunch of red eyes of hatred instantly focused on Xue Kuang.

Xue Kuang slowly lowered his head, his teeth clattering, but he dared not say a word.

Damn, if it weren't for Bu Jingyun, he wouldn't have come to this unlucky place.

If he hadn't come to this unlucky place, he wouldn't have run into Bu Jingyun again.

If Bu Jingyun hadn't forced him to a corner, he wouldn't have controlled the cold air to release this pile of scrap copper and iron.

If he hadn't released this scrap copper and iron, there wouldn't have been so many troubles.

It's all Bu Jingyun's fault!

And now, this bastard who beat him up and left him with injuries is trying to put the blame on him and draw hatred from him!

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