Saint Immortal Way

() Lu Yang was in a state of confusion for a moment, and for a moment he thought of running away, using the escape dragon gate, or other spells, in short, to escape from this ghost place first.

Lu Yang broke his head and couldn't imagine that there is a terrifying team of Mongolian puppet warriors hidden deep in this cave. As far as Lu Yang knows, puppets are generally divided into corpse puppets and soul puppets. Corpse puppets are made of a kind of Very special Gu worms control corpses and turn them into puppets. This is corpse refining, a very profound and vicious evil spell.

A soul puppet is to plant a controllable soul in a corpse or body, control the corpse or body, and even control other special physiques.

In order to make the puppets infinitely powerful, there are even situations in the wilderness where living people are made into inhuman puppets. For example, the Mongolian warriors in front of us are half flesh and half made of metal and stone. Such puppets are unimaginable and must be living people If I am willing, I will devour gold and iron for many years, and refine the energy of gold. After reaching a certain level, my body will be half flesh and half gold and petrified. It is almost indestructible like a magic weapon, and its power is terrifying.

Such fighters are extremely powerful physically, and their spiritual level has become their weakness. Therefore, in order to overcome this weakness, all memories and emotions must be erased, and various powerful and vicious forbidden methods must be planted in the soul, so that the soul Powerful, sturdy, and controllable, it turns a person into a ruthless humanoid weapon that kills people.

With such a humanoid weapon, Lu Yang has already determined that he is far from being an opponent.

"Forget it, a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall!" Lu Yang turned around, and was about to use the escape dragon gate.

"Wait a minute!" Ying Snake's voice came from the Qi Palace.

"Senior, are you awake?" Lu Yang was a little surprised, Ying She was usually silent or asleep most of the time, and only spoke out in times of crisis.

"Don't talk nonsense, these warriors are very powerful soul puppets, presumably they are dedicated to guarding the Holy Land, they seem to have been asleep for countless years, presumably the tribal wizards who refined these puppets are already dead, so that girl will use her own Blood to wake up, if the ancestor guessed right, the blood of the Mongolian tribe, or the blood of the divine beast Meng is the key to controlling these puppets, Lu family boy, you should try it with your blood as soon as possible, and compete with the other party for control. Hurry up, it's too late!" Ying Snake shouted eagerly.

Lu Yang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he immediately understood what Ying Snake meant. He was so confused just now, so he was confused for a while, and he didn't see the key point. Now that he thinks about it, he still has a unique twist. The opportunity of the universe is more than blood, more than will.

Speaking of which, Lu Yang is also the blood of the divine beast "Meng". He has just refined that drop of divine beast blood, and the fresh blood in his body still contains a huge divine beast aura, and the blood of Meng Na, a barbarian woman, has passed through countless generations of the Mongolian tribe. The dilution of the ancestors will never be stronger and purer than my own blood!

"It doesn't matter, just try it out. If it doesn't work, use Escape from the Dragon Gate to escape completely!" Lu Yang was cruel, and swiped his finger on his wrist, blood burst out in an instant, and there was a faint golden color in his puff. The blood of the light gushed out from his wrist. With a move of Lu Yang's consciousness, the blood immediately turned into a blood arrow, which hit the slightly opened mouth of the leading puppet leader with a puff. After roaring a few times, his mouth is still closed, and his consciousness is still not fully awakened.

This blood arrow suddenly fell into the opponent's mouth, immediately penetrated his body, turned into blood, and poured into his mind.

At this moment, in the divine court of the puppet leader, a mass of natal consciousness wrapped around this faint blood light. This blood light is not someone else's, but the chick Mona's.

This blood light is the key to awaken the sleeping soul puppet.

Mona's will contained in the blood light, including the imprint of soul and blood, as well as the memory of life, this memory is the key thing, it can endow the puppet warrior with wisdom and the ability to distinguish between friend and foe.

Lu Yang's blood also turned into a stream of blood and rushed into the puppet leader's court, entangled with the puppet leader's natal consciousness light. Poor Mona's blood light is much weaker than Lu Yang's. If Mona's blood light is a If it is only a sheep, then Lu Yang's blood is like an elephant or a tiger.

Mona's blood light was rushed by Lu Yang's blood light, and immediately collapsed. Lu Yang's blood light immediately replaced it, and quickly entangled with the puppet leader's natal consciousness light. middle.

Almost at the same moment, Mona seemed to be hit on the head with a hammer, and her consciousness was severely injured. Her telepathy to contact the puppet leader "Thunderbolt" disappeared or was cut off.

Instead, Lu Yang completely controlled the soul and will of the puppet leader.This feeling is very familiar, a bit like a spirit beast that has made a mark contract with him.However, his control over the puppet leader is much stronger than his control over the spirit beast.

The puppet leader has du li's personality and will, but it is not comprehensive, and he can understand and fully control it.

"Thousand Niuwei... Thunder Punishment..." Countless messages came back, and Lu Yang immediately knew the name of this majestic Mongolian puppet warrior, as well as the name of the leader.He also knows that the puppet leader has the ability to control all his subordinates. As long as he controls the puppet leader alone, he can control and command all the puppets.

"Wonderful... You really have an idea. If you control one, you can control the entire Qianniuwei!" Lu Yang admired in his heart, thinking that the barbarian witch who refined the Mongolian puppet fighters is really a genius, and he has thought through all kinds of situations.

Even if the spirit is low, the Qianniuwei can be controlled very well, but there is also a weakness. If the enemy instantly kills the puppet leader, the Qianniuwei will be in chaos. This is a weakness, but it is by no means too big Weakness, because the great witch who made the puppet must have thought of it, so there are countermeasures, that is, the controller must bloodletting again, and re-select the leader to successfully control the entire Qianniuwei.

It seems that the Mongolian tribe is very mature in refining puppet warriors. No wonder this tribe used to be king and hegemony.

"Fake, fake, this is impossible... how is this possible!" Mona was already inexplicably horrified, blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, her head hurt like hell, and her vision was a little blurred. She knew that she had lost control of the Mongolian puppet warrior just now, Lu It was beyond her imagination that Yang, a native of the Kyushu Dynasty, had seized control of her puppet warriors.

Meng Na couldn't believe it at all. The Mongolian puppet warriors in the Holy Land are called "Thousand Bull Guards", because each warrior has at least the strength of thousands of cows. A bull is several times stronger than a wild horse.

Qianniuwei has always been the most powerful guardian force of the Holy Land, and it is also the last reliance of the Mongolian people. Relying on Qianniuwei, the Mongolian people have escaped from the disaster of genocide countless times and re-emerged from decline countless times.Qianniuwei is the biggest reliance of the Mongolian people, the sharpest spear and sharp blade.

Qianniuwei has lost more than 3000% from [-] people in the strongest period to [-] people today. Facing the lack of resources so far, it is already difficult to refine such a powerful puppet warrior. There are more than a thousand Mongolian puppet fighters, each of which is the most elite fighter and is very precious, but such a thousand cattle guards were taken away by outsiders?

Meng Na was stunned for a moment, she was really scared, if the Qianniuwei of the Mongolian tribe no longer belonged to the Mongolian tribe, what kind of foundation would the Mongolian tribe have?Isn't he a sinner through the ages?

Some people are afraid of fear, and some people are really proud.

"Qianniuwei, surround that woman and don't let her run away!" Lu Yang waved his hands and said loudly, very proud.

One thousand one hundred and two Mongolian puppet warriors, the most powerful and elite of the Mongolian tribe, were actually controlled by Lu Yang in this way. It was like being hit on the head by a big pie in the sky, and I was a little dizzy.

The Mongolian puppet warrior was wearing golden armor and holding a spear, and the green and black yin fire and thunder were wrapped around the spear, showing terrifying power. When Lu Yang gave the order, the puppet warrior immediately flew up, as fast as the wind, and knocked Mona down. Living inside and outside, with three floors inside and three floors outside, it is estimated that not even a fly can fly out of such an encirclement.

Mona's hair was frightened, the shadow of death shrouded her head, her beautiful face collapsed with a little pride, this is the Qianniuwei of the Mongolian nationality, how could she point the finger at herself?Mona was on the verge of tears, knowing that she had made a catastrophe.

Lu Yang pulled Mona's silver gun from the rock wall and looked it over carefully. He saw countless mysterious incantations engraved on the silver gun. Only then can it emit thunder and fire, be able to split space, and become extremely fierce. Whether it is a master or a saint, if they do not have the ability to counteract the collapse of space, they will not be able to directly touch this silver spear, otherwise they will be torn apart by the spear blade.

"This silver spear is sharp, not inferior to Chengying Whip!" Lu Yang smiled, and walked up to Mona, the puppet warrior consciously moved out of the way and guarded respectfully.

"How about it, girl Mona, are you convinced?" Lu Yang jokingly raised the corner of his mouth.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!" Mona shouted, her hands were empty now, she was a little hysterical, a green and white vitality was condensed in her fingertips, and she wanted to tear Lu Yang apart with her sword energy.

The two puppet fighters on the side didn't need to order at all. They strode forward and held the unconvinced stubborn chick. With a kick, the chick knelt down and couldn't move. The chick was held in this way, like a prisoner .

Lu Yang stepped forward and looked down at the other party, the playfulness in his eyes was even more serious.

"Bah!" The little girl spit, Lu Yang tilted his head, and the spit hit the distant stone wall like an arrow, and sank into the stone wall three feet deep with a puff.

"Hehe, you're pretty good?" Lu Yang was not angry, shook his head and sighed: "Ms. Mona, why do you have to look like a dead fish? You must know that you are already my defeated general and a prisoner of my rank." .Since you are a prisoner, you should have the awareness of being a prisoner. I am a reasonable person, a magnanimous person, and a compassionate person. If you are convinced, I will answer you Some respect!"

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I just don't accept it!" Mona raised her head and said stubbornly, tears were already streaming down her fair cheeks.The Mongolian tribe lost Qianniuwei, and she didn't want to live anymore.

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