Taoist Huang Ting

"The vigilance is quite high."

Lu Qingfeng saw through the Mie Zhen Type 1 that in the shell field ahead, the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect had taken out their talismans and were waiting.

The Ghost Spirit Sect is one of the six sects of the Demonic Way. It is good at exorcising ghosts and subduing monsters, and is proficient in poison and dark arts.

With these skills, ordinary monks would definitely have a headache. But it happens that Baiqiao Sect is good at refining puppets and can restrain ghosts and poisonous techniques.

At the moment, Lu Qingfeng commanded a hundred annihilators, forming a fan shape to surround the spirit turtle shell field.

The dense forest and swamp are full of rustling sounds.

Qian Sen concentrated his attention and sneered coldly, "Pretend to be a ghost!"

But the black beads in his hand never let go.

Suddenly.

call out!

A sharp arrow shot through the air and headed straight for Qian Sen, a disciple in front of him.

"Fire cold arrows!"

"The kid from Baiqiao Sect only has this much ability!"

Qian Sen sneered, and a white skull suddenly appeared on his hand.

His five fingers passed through the orifices of the skull's facial features, and with a slight wave of his true energy, he saw two humanoid shadows floating out of the skull. With a gentle push across the air, the arrows were immediately deflected. .

Uh-huh!

Zheng!

The arrow entered the dense forest, penetrated several ancient trees, and finally stuck on the trunk of the tree, making a 'clanging' sound.

"The art of exorcising ghosts!"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes focused on the two human figures blocking the arrows, and his heart moved.

This should be the secret method of Ghost Spirit Sect, and it is a ghost manipulated by this person!

As soon as these two ghosts appeared, they deflected an arrow and then flew in the direction of the arrow. The ghost had no physical body and was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, it was in front of a puppet descended by Lu Qingfeng.

"volley!"

With a thought, Lu Qingfeng transferred his consciousness to another puppet.

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

Uh-huh!

One hundred annihilators of the same type jumped out of the forest at the same time. Among them, fifty of the Miezhen type 1 (archer version) drew their sun-breaking bows, either using armor-piercing arrows or shock arrows.

Arrows fired!

"puppet?!"

"not good!"

Qian Sen controlled the ghost to pounce on the 'person' who cast the hidden arrow, and passed directly through it. Only then did he realize that the target was actually a puppet.

And the next moment, hundreds of puppets appeared at the same time.

Qian Sen felt a chill in his heart!

Not to mention the strength of the one hundred puppets, just because of their skill, the people who came to attack this time were definitely not ordinary people.

"kill!"

Qian Sen grabbed the skull talisman with one hand and crushed the black bead with the other. At the same time, he shouted loudly and ordered the disciples behind him to kill the puppet.

As for himself, he avoided the arrows and retreated quickly.

Whoosh!

Arrows are like rain.

The puppet is tireless and fires five volleys in an instant. Two hundred and fifty arrows enveloped Qian Sen and the thirty-seven disciples around him.

These disciples sacrificed their talismans one by one, with ghostly auras lingering and sinister winds gusting.

but!

The nine True Qi Realm monks could barely resist, and the twenty-eight disciples whose cultivation was only in the Fetal Breath Realm could not even survive three rounds, so their talismans were shattered and fell into a pool of blood.

Lu Qingfeng saw that the leader of this group of Ghost Spirit Sect disciples was the first to flee. Afterwards, the nine surviving True Qi Realm disciples also fled under the rain of arrows.

"Want to escape?"

The archer puppets kept firing arrows to interfere, and the fifty shield battle puppets were already catching up.

"Golden Cockroach Mother Blade!"

The shield warrior puppet was seen holding a crescent-shaped long knife. With a fierce swing, eight smaller blades appeared out of thin air, like a barrage of cannonballs, covering the nine fleeing people.

"Golden Light Technique!"

"Dark Iron Shield!"

"Son and mother are of the same mind!"

The nine people were alert and used their own methods to resist the blow.

Although it can block the attack of one puppet, but there are a total of fifty shield puppets and fifty archer puppets attacking it, how can it resist it?

Bang bang bang!

With a banging sound——

The golden light technique is broken!

The black iron shield fell!

The ghosts of mother and son turned into smoke and dispersed!

The arrow entered the heart gate, and the nine True Qi Realm disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect died instantly!

"withdraw!"

Lu Qingfeng glanced at the direction in which the only escaped person was escaping, and immediately asked the puppet to evacuate.

This battle was a clean one.

One hundred second-level puppets swarmed forward, and ordinary monks had no power to fight back.

The strongest cultivator at the peak of the True Qi Realm was directly scared away, and the rest had no intention of fighting anymore. Chase and kill one after another, with great results!

Before the Ghost Spirit Sect's foundation-building monk arrived, he fled without a trace.

And even the great foundation-building monks did not dare to chase hundreds of second-level puppets rashly, lest they be ambushed.

in this way.

Lu Qingfeng commanded one thousand and twenty puppets to go deep into the Blackwater Swamp, constantly looking for shell fields, medicine gardens, mines, etc. occupied by the Ghost Spirit Sect to harass.

No fewer than hundreds of Ghost Spirit Sect disciples were beheaded.

In this process, the puppet also suffered losses. There was even one time when a group of puppets were completely wiped out before they had time to evacuate due to an encounter with a great monk in the foundation building stage!

Foundation building period!

Reaching this state and being able to initially communicate with the power of heaven and earth is the beginning of the immortal path. The means are transcendent and the destructive power is even more astonishing.

The person Lu Qingfeng encountered was holding a flag, and as soon as he waved it, a large formation of ghosts was formed. There are so many yin and fires that even if the puppet is in it, he can't tell the direction. After attacking indiscriminately, he was eventually refined into a puddle of molten iron by the Yin Fire!

However, the great monk in the foundation-building stage also had a hard time.

When hundreds of puppets were refined by Yin Fire one by one, and finally only eight puppets were left, a gap was torn open in the Yin Fire Formation.

Lu Qingfeng saw through the puppet that the triangular black flag in the hands of the foundation-building monk, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, turned into dozens of fragments and fell down as the formation was broken.

His face was extremely gloomy, and he could vaguely see the look of heartache!

Finally, he raised his palm suddenly and turned it into a towering hand seal, smashing the eight puppets that broke out of the formation into pieces.

Vision disappears!

"The black flag should be a second-level magic weapon. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net This person's cultivation will never reach the second level of foundation building."

Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged in the black sand refining room, not feeling sad about the destruction of hundreds of puppets. In fact, even if all the more than a thousand puppets in the game are destroyed, as long as he can figure out the appropriate tactics and fighting methods, Lu Qingfeng will have a more intuitive understanding of the combat power of the puppets.

It's all worth it.

Lu Qingfeng refined and hoarded puppets just to prepare for the counterattack against Guizhen Sect in reality.

"A type-1 magic weapon that can destroy the truth is a massacre against ordinary monks in the True Qi realm. However, it pales in comparison to the great monks in the Foundation Establishment phase."

"I don't know if there are any foundation-building monks in Guizhen Sect!"

Lu Qingfeng pondered deeply.

In the game, it was easy for him to refine a hundred or a thousand puppets. But in reality, in the City of Wonderful Sound, it is difficult to collect a huge amount of materials.

"If the Guizhen Sect doesn't have foundation-building monks, a dozen or so annihilation types can sweep them away. If there are foundation-building monks sitting in charge, even the weakest Qi-entraining realm will need hundreds of puppets to compete."

After seeing the power of the Ghost Spirit Sect's foundation-building monk, and realizing in reality the difficulty of refining the True Destruction Type on a large scale, Lu Qingfeng had doubts about the violent tactics.

"It seems we have to figure it out slowly."

"To resolve the matter of Guizhen Sect, we must also study the refining of advanced puppets."

The power displayed by the great monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage caused Lu Qingfeng's thoughts to change. But all this must be done after the Guizhen Sect is resolved and the Shangyang Kingdom is left.

Thinking of Guizhen Sect, Lu Qingfeng suddenly sensed someone calling in reality, and immediately ordered the remaining puppets in the Blackwater Swamp to disperse and find a place to hide.

Then rush off the line.

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