Seeing this, Song Zhong's face turned green! He cursed loudly in his heart, 'Grandma is a bear! There are tens of thousands of people! And they are all Mahayana level puppets! How can I fight this? '
Seemingly seeing Song Zhong's shocked look, Lord Wutu smiled slightly and said, "Don't be frightened by them. Although these puppets can rival Mahayana monks in terms of magic power, their wisdom is not as flexible as humans after all. Moreover, these puppets are not as flexible as humans." These guys are just stronger with their fists and kicks, and they only have half-immortal thunder in their hands at most. They don’t have that many spells, and they don’t have any magic weapons, so in a one-on-one fight, any fusion monk can easily defeat them!"
"But the problem is, there are tens of thousands here!" Song Zhong smiled bitterly: "Even if there are tens of thousands of combined monks, I can't beat them, right?"
"Hey, then don't worry about me! Anyway, I have warned you in advance, why don't you listen?" Wutu Shenjun said with a smile.
"Hmph!" When Song Zhong heard this, he raised his beautiful eyebrows, and then said viciously: "Well, it's just a pile of dirt, isn't it? I don't believe it, I can't smash them!"
Song Zhong's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, as if he was looking forward to death. But in his heart, he secretly muttered, "Grandma, if that bitch Crazy Han hadn't been blocking me outside, and I would have died at her hands if I couldn't get the experience of overcoming the tribulation, then the bastard would be willing to go through this level!" How long will it take to fight the tens of thousands of puppets in the Mahayana stage? '
Although Song Zhong was anxious, it was a pity that he couldn't control the matter at all. So after saying that, he also made up his mind to fight. Therefore, without any hesitation, he directly called out all the puppets he had restrained.
Lord Wutu saw Song Zhong wave his hand, followed by a soft huffing sound, and an army of tens of thousands of puppets appeared out of thin air on the plain behind Song Zhong. In terms of momentum, they were no worse than Lord Wutu's puppet army. How much!
But taking a closer look, Lord Wutu couldn't help but feel happy! It turned out that Song Zhong's puppet army was quite large in number, but unfortunately the quality was too poor. There were only a few hundred in the Mahayana stage, and the rest were all below the combined level. There were even tens of thousands of puppets in the Divination stage to make up the number.
You know, the combat effectiveness between puppets is completely linked to their level, and there is a huge difference. A puppet in the Mahayana stage can take care of hundreds of thousands of distracted people, even puppets at the level of refining the void. So Song Zhong's army of puppets looks mighty, but in fact it doesn't work!
So Lord Wutu couldn't help but smile and said: "I didn't expect you to have restrained a lot of rubbish, but you can't defeat my army just by relying on these things?"
Song Zhong also seemed to see that he was a little weak, so he deliberately provoked the general: "This is not because you are a scumbag! We are not allowed to bring in subordinates above Lianxu, but you have summoned so many puppets of the Great Stage. It's really It’s really speechless! If my own subordinates could appear here, they would definitely beat you to a pulp!”
"Haha, there is no such thing as a scumbag or a scumbag!" God Lord Wutu said with a smile: "After all, I made these puppets myself, but your subordinates were hired by power or family ties. This is different. ! My own efforts, but you are relying on others!"
When Song Zhong heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but then he immediately said in surprise: "Haha, you misunderstood me this time. My so-called subordinates are not the hired monks, but the ones initiated by me myself. Flower demon, wood demon, this is definitely my own effort, just like the puppet you made!"
"What?" Wutu Shenjun heard this and exclaimed in surprise: "Can you enlighten the flower demon?"
"That's right!" Song Zhong said, casually calling out dozens of flower demons at the Void Refining level, and smiled at Lord Wutu: "Look, these are the flower demons I inspired, do they count as my own?" s hard work?"
Lord Wutu hurriedly scanned them with his spiritual consciousness and immediately judged that these flower demons were initiated by Song Zhong himself, otherwise he would not be so respectful to Song Zhong. And the vague connection between them fully proves this point.
Lord Wutu is an upright person. When he saw this situation, he immediately said magnanimously, "Okay, okay, I admit that your subordinates are qualified to help you fight! How many more do you have, even though they are all Say hello!"
"Of course I still have some, but their strength is higher than that of Lianxu!" Song Zhong then asked cautiously: "According to the rules of Wutu Palace, they must be teleported out as soon as they appear!"
"Not now!" Lord Wutu said calmly: "I have the final say in the rules here. I just want you to use all your skills to fight me! I, Lord Wutu, will never take advantage of you. It’s cheap for a junior!”
"Okay!" Song Zhong was overjoyed when he heard this, and then said: "As expected of a senior, I insist on asking for it! In this case, hey, then I'm not welcome, junior! Come out here!"
Following Song Zhong's order, the ice water spirit of the Mahayana realm, the twin lotuses of ice and fire, the soul-eating ghost-eye lotus of the combined level, the five-element pure lotus, and a lot of other flower demons and wood demons all appeared. Appeared. There are thousands of people, all of whom are masters of distraction and above.
For ordinary flower demons, Lord Wutu didn't bother to take a look at them. But when he saw the three Mahayana and Dzogchen level masters, Ice Water Spirit and Ice Fire Twin Lotus, he couldn't help but be shocked.
You know, be it flower demons or ice water spirits, they are all intelligent, living people, and they can cast all kinds of spells and use all kinds of fairy weapons and magic weapons. The fighting power is no worse than that of a normal monk, and even more so due to his talent!
As for his puppet warriors, their magic power is indeed the Mahayana period. Unfortunately, they are all dull-witted. When fighting, they have a single mode and can only make minor adjustments according to the battlefield situation. I don't know any advanced spells, and I don't even know how to use low-level magic weapons. Although I can barely form a large formation, I can't exert too much power because I don't know how to adapt. So there is no way to compare with others.
Fortunately, Song Zhong does not have many Mahayana-level masters. If there are dozens of ice water spirits or ice and fire twin lotuses, and no one is equipped with one or two pseudo-immortal weapons, then Wutu Shenjun’s tens of thousands The puppet man could only kill him at the slightest provocation, without any room for resistance.
However, despite this, this battle is not easy to fight. Because Lord Wutu clearly saw that all of Song Zhong’s subordinates had spiritual treasures. Even the distracted level flower demon has one or two spiritual treasures in hand, and the Void Refining level has high-level spiritual treasures for self-defense. As for the ice water spirit and the ice and fire twin lotuses, they are full of fairy energy, and they are obviously protected by fairy weapons.
Such a group of perverts, coupled with the tens of thousands of puppets, and the unpredictable guy Song Zhong, they are not afraid at all even if they face tens of thousands of Mahayana-level puppets! It’s a 50-50 chance of winning or losing!
After Wutu Divine Lord saw this, he was not surprised but happy. He said excitedly: "Okay, okay, it seems that I still underestimated you! It has been tens of thousands of years since I took charge of this Wutu Divine Palace. I didn’t even see anyone who hit me. The one who reached the deepest level only broke into more than 200 floors and died under the half-immortal thunder. Over the years, I have been lonely to death. I thought I would meet you this time. , I can only play around casually, but I didn’t expect that you kid has such power, you really can’t be judged by appearance! It seems that I, the old Taoist priest, can have a good time this time!"
"Of course!" Song Zhong shook his arms and said: "The juniors are all here this time, just to make you feel good, senior!"
"Hahaha!" Lord Wutu laughed immediately and said: "In that case, let's start a war. I can't wait any longer!"
"Okay!" After Song Zhong finished speaking, his face suddenly became serious, and he shouted directly: "The puppet attack! The flower demon attacks from a distance, go all out, and give me a hard blow!"
Following Song Zhong's order, tens of thousands of his puppets immediately raised their sabers high and charged silently. Even though their mouths were tightly closed, the sound of their big feet on the ground was like tens of thousands of war drums beating in unison, the sound reverberated thousands of miles away and even the earth trembled. The sound was extremely shocking!
At the same time, thousands of flower demons also launched a surprise attack. Thousands of spiritual treasures bloomed with divine light almost at the same time. Thousands of divine lights of various colors came with rapid thunder, or transformed into sharp sword aura, or It transformed into thousands of stars, or transformed into a towering mountain peak, crushing the army of puppets on the opposite side with the power of Mount Tai. There are also waves, tsunamis, and raging flames. In short, almost all imaginable attacks are included, such as divine thunder, sword energy, and five elements of Taoism. Anyway, it’s all there!
Once such a large-scale and powerful group attack was launched, it was so powerful that it made people's blood boil at night. All kinds of attacks were like a tsunami, almost drowning the entire vanguard of the puppet army on the opposite side.
Wu Tu Shenjun did not expect that Song Zhong seemed to be honest and kind, but in fact he was full of bad intentions. He would hit him whenever he asked, without even a polite word, and launched a surprise attack, catching him off guard.
When he reacted, the hundreds of puppets in front of him were destroyed by countless attacks before they even had time to raise their swords!
A Mahayana-level puppet shouldn't be so fragile. But the problem is that the attacks on Song Zhong's side are all large group attacks, so a single puppet has to withstand hundreds or even thousands of attacks. No matter how powerful they are, they will be hit by so many attacks. It can only be death but not life! Unless they have pseudo-immortal weapons to protect their bodies, they can escape! It's a pity that they are all puppets and not real Mahayana masters. Naturally, they have no magical weapons, so they can only accept the fate of being destroyed!