Emperor of Nine Suns

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In a dangerous situation, what Zhou Mei would do is either to rant, frown, or hide in panic.

Ling Xuan's vision is so powerful, it is natural to see that Zhou Mei's cultivation is not weak, at least it has reached the peak of Linghe Realm, except for a few half-step Tianhe Boss level characters, she should It belongs to the strongest group of people.

But she put on a tyrannical cultivation base and almost didn't use it. She just used her fragility and amorous feelings as a woman to let a bunch of men go forward and loyally work for her. It was amazing to see people.

It was at this time that Ling Xuan found out. According to the legend, women themselves actually possess powerful weapons, but this weapon can only be used against men.

She felt that she really saw another world she had never seen before.

The result of the battle was shocking and without danger. When everyone walked about three thousand feet away and killed tens of thousands of puppets, they finally reached the end of this corridor.

This is a corner, after walking past, the eyes suddenly open up.

The surrounding environment seems to be the back of a certain mountain peak, surrounded by lush vegetation and a wide view. From time to time, you can see some lingering birds flying by in the sky.

Thousands of feet in front is a bamboo forest, which looks like a blue sea at first glance, but it is quite magnificent.

However, there were more than a dozen people gathered in twos and threes around the exit of the Woodenware Collection. Seeing them appeared, several of them became excited and rushed over.

"You can be counted here, I waited as a pathfinder, but after entering the wooden museum, I can't contact you anymore. I am so anxious!"

"Thank you!"

Elder Lingxin nodded slightly, glanced around, his pupils contracted unknownly, then smiled soothingly, and waved at the crowd behind him.

"Let's take a break first, and when people gradually come over later, we will all break through the barriers together."

When the monks heard the words, they looked for places to rest, and Ling Xuan's eyes were always on the spirit heart with interest.

She felt that Lingxin seemed to be aware of something, but said nothing.

After all, there was a big battle, which lasted for more than an hour before and after. Many people felt a little tired, so the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

The cultivators waited here for later generations, and some of the more impatient began to explore the surrounding environment.

Immediately afterwards, other monks began to gather here through the puppet corridor one after another.

Because Lingxin and his group had already cleaned up the puppets in the entire corridor before, it was much easier for the latecomers to re-enter. After all, new puppets took time to be generated, and they could not be refilled in an instant.

The strength of the Liuhe army formed by puppet soldiers is not strong, and ordinary puppet cultivation is only in the Spirit Spring Realm.

But the so-called "not strong" here also depends on who is right.

In the face of Lingxin, who are basically all strong people above the Linghe state, it is naturally not strong, but the common cultivation bases of the monks behind are in the two realms of Lingquan and Lingxi, and it is much more difficult to deal with. .

So when a team of more than 500 people passed through the puppet corridor one after another, they counted and dozens of people were killed or injured. Most of them were killed by the purple puppets with the strength of Linghe.

Others were simply too weak and were besieged by ordinary puppets and died. This is really nothing to say.

The monk world is not a paradise, but a cruel field of life and death. The weaker the strength, the danger of falling at any time.

After the first level, there are more than 400 people.

"Elder Lingxin, have you found out where the demon is?"

Successfully passed through the Puppet Corridor, which is considered to be the first difficulty in the Hongchen Profound Realm, and many monks are happy.

However, most cultivators still firmly remembered that the real difficulty was the demon hiding in nowhere.

Only by slaying all the demon, can it be considered as a real overcome.

Apart from that, everything else is actually not important.

Elder Lingxin glanced across the audience, his glamorous face was full of seriousness, and he asked, "How do you think the difficulty in this puppet corridor?"

The cultivators thought for a while, and the discussion suddenly started, and the atmosphere seemed a little noisy for a while.

Later, a tall and loud voice yelled, "The strength is very weak!"

Be regarded as the final conclusion.

In fact, it is true, even the most powerful purple puppet, although the strength has reached the Linghe state, but it only has the basic abilities of the speed, strength and defense of the Linghe state monk level.

There is no such kind of control over the laws of space or other magical abilities of the spiritual river realm powerhouse.

In the real fight, the purple puppet is much weaker than the real Tianhe strong who has endless magical abilities.

Some people even made a special combat power evaluation, thinking that as long as four to five Lingxi monks cooperated well, they could easily kill the purple puppets.

And as long as there is a Linghe monk sitting in the team, there is basically a chance to be able to fight to the end.

Ling Xuan saw the sharpness in the eyes of Elder Lingxin~www.NovelMTL.com~, but was a little curious.

Did she really find the demon hidden in the crowd?

"We are the first group to send out five teams to explore the way. Each team has ten people, and at least one Linghe powerhouse sits in town."

Elder Lingxin looked at the first dozen surviving people seriously, and the chill on his face became more and more intense, "Some teams even have three strong Linghe. As a result, only the team of fifty people is left. Thirteen people..."

"Can you explain why the casualty rate is so high?"

Elder Lingxin's voice was very soft and gentle, but at this moment, it seemed that a thunderbolt crashed down from nine days, causing the many cultivators who had been in a harmonious atmosphere to suddenly begin to become arrogant.

Especially the first group of thirteen people who survived, their complexion changed drastically. They looked at each other with suspicion and interrogation!

"For our first entry, the density of the strong is higher."

A man in a plain white robe who looked about 30 years old replied loudly.

He is a half-step Tianhe strong, and he belongs to the third group of the first batch of exploratory teams. In the end, he was the only one in the entire group. He explained honestly at this time.

"The first batch of puppets has the most methods. Some will spit out wooden snakes from their mouths, which are highly poisonous. Some will fly out of the eyes of cattle hair needles, and some can spray poisonous gas from their noses. We came in at the beginning. At that time, I suffered a lot of dark losses. So the casualty rate is higher."

Elder Lingxin glanced at him, did not speak, and turned his eyes to the other person.

It was an old woman who looked like she was more than sixty years old, wearing a luxurious purple robe, embroidered with sun, moon, stars, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and her appearance was extremely luxurious. She was holding a dove stick with seven thumb-sized gems inlaid on it, dazzling.