"Physical training!"
Fang Mu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked Wang Changsheng up and down, as if looking at a treasure.
For some reason, Wang Changsheng looked at Fang Mu and felt a little nervous. He heard that demonic monks had special hobbies. This guy was carrying a coffin. Could it be that he had a special hobby for corpses
When he thought of this, Wang Changsheng's eyes showed a hint of disgust.
His magical weapon is not as good as Fang Mu's, but he is a physical cultivator and can fight in close combat. What is a bit troublesome is that Fang Mu seems to be a physical cultivator as well. Ordinary immortal cultivators will not block his attack so easily. .
Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, raised the blue cloud stick high and smashed it towards Fang Mu.
The corners of Fang Mu's mouth curled up slightly, his shoulders shrugged, and the black coffin fell from his body, making a big hole on the ground.
He waved the long black stick and faced Wang Changsheng.
The blue cloud stick collided with the long black stick, and there was a "clang" sound of metal colliding.
The quality of the long black stick in Fang Mu's hand is obviously better than that of the blue cloud stick. Wang Changsheng does not dare to fight. His figure is blurred and transformed into four. The aura of each Wang Changsheng is exactly the same. It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. It is the nine-yuan shadow. technique.
Fang Mu was caught off guard and had no time to react. Wang Changsheng swung the blue cloud stick and hit Fang Mu on the head.
Even if Fang Mu is a physical practitioner, his head is not made of iron. Wang Changsheng is confident that he will smash his head to pieces.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Fang Mu's mouth, and a dazzling black light lit up his body. A black chainmail could be vaguely seen. The black light flashed, and a thick black light curtain appeared close to his body, covering Fang Mu's whole body. .
The blue cloud stick hit the black light screen, and there was a muffled sound.
Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but curse. Forget about the natal magic weapon. He was still wearing a high-grade defensive magic weapon. Fang Mu's net worth was too rich!
Wang Changsheng thought, and the crow puppet and the green eagle puppet flew towards him.
Puppet beasts are mainly divided into defense, attack and auxiliary categories. Attack categories are divided into many types, including land, high altitude, underwater and underground. Puppet beasts of level 2 and above can release intermediate spells. The specific spells they can cast depend on the refining process. It depends on the refining level of the maker.
Casting fire spells requires fire spirit stones, gold spells require gold spirit stones, and the most precious one is naturally the thunder spirit stone.
Wang Changsheng can only obtain spirit stones with five elements attributes now. The crow puppet can cast the intermediate spell Hundred Blade Slash, the green eagle puppet can cast the intermediate spell Wind Spirit Sword, the spider puppet can cast the spider web spell, and the giant bear puppet can cast the black wind roar and tiger shape. The puppet can release red flames to defend against the puppet beast, but he cannot refine it for the time being.
The crow puppet opened its mouth and sprayed out dozens of red fire blades. The green eagle puppet opened its mouth and sprayed out dozens of cyan lightsabers, hitting Fang Mu.
The boots under Fang Mu's feet shone brightly, and he quickly retreated. The red fire blade and cyan lightsaber missed the target.
The "rumbling" explosions continued, and there were more than a dozen large craters on the ground.
Wang Changsheng put away the blue cloud stick, grabbed the Xuanbing flag with both hands, and shook it hard. The light on the flag rose sharply, and a large piece of biting white cold air swept out and moved towards the skeleton cover.
The bone corpse was fighting with the black bear puppet and the spider puppet, and Fang Mu was entangled by the crow puppet and the green eagle puppet, and had no time to separate.
As soon as the bone corpse came into contact with the white cold air, the surface of the body quickly froze, and the whole body was covered by a thick layer of ice.
Wang Changsheng pinched the secret, and the tiger-shaped puppet jumped up and pounced on the square tree. The spider puppet and the black bear puppet pulled out and pounced on the square tree.
Fang Mu was under great pressure to deal with five second-level puppet beasts alone.
His natal magic weapon was more powerful, but it required a certain amount of time to cast. Wang Changsheng did not give Fang Mu any time to cast the spell.
With a pinch of Fang Mufa Jue, the coffin boards of the black coffin flew up, and a boy with delicate features jumped out of the coffin.
The boy was wearing black armor, with his hands stretched out, his eyes were blood red, and two fangs protruded from the outside.
Obviously, this is a zombie.
Wang Changsheng had seen zombies before, but in his impression, zombies were all green-faced and with fangs. This was the first time he saw a zombie with a delicate appearance.
Zombies feed on blood, and mortals, monsters, and cultivators are all food for zombies. But what makes Wang Changsheng curious is, isn't the bigger the zombie, the better? Such a small zombie must have been killed at a very young age! The demonic monks are so cruel. In order to refine zombies, they even kill such young children.
Wang Changsheng couldn't help but think too much, and the little zombie jumped towards him.
It jumped two feet with its legs. The black ice flag in Wang Changsheng's hand suddenly shook, making a loud "chichi" sound, and dense white ice needles flew out and hit the little zombie, sending out a burst of sound. There was a muffled sound, and the white ice needle seemed to hit the metal.
The white ice needle hit the little zombie's face and couldn't even break its skin.
Wang Changsheng frowned, and shook the Xuanbing flag in his hand, and a large piece of biting white cold air swept out to meet the charging little zombie.
The body surface of the little zombie quickly froze and was frozen into an ice sculpture.
Fang Mu frowned and took out a palm-sized black gourd, and hit a magic formula on it. The black gourd swelled in the wind. You could see that a flame pattern was engraved on the surface of the black gourd.
As soon as Fang Mu's method changed, the flame pattern seemed to come alive. The gourd cover flew up, and a large black flame flew out from it and hit the black bear puppet.
The billowing black flames drowned the black bear puppet, and the black bear puppet was burned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng's expression changed and he hurriedly controlled the puppet beast to avoid it.
Fang Mu was about to take other measures when a sharp ghost cry came from his arms.
He frowned slightly and took out a palm-sized black disk from his arms. The surface of the black disk was covered with black runes the size of rice grains, vaguely forming a ferocious grimace.
He hit a magic spell on it, and a hurried man's voice suddenly sounded: "Senior Brother, we have found the hiding place of the traitor. We followed your instructions and did not disturb him. Please hurry up and come over."
After hearing this, Fang Mu's eyes showed a bit of joy.
He put away the black disk, looked at Wang Changsheng, and said seriously: "Let's give it up and fight another day."
"What a joke, you can hit me if you want and leave if you want?"
Wang Changsheng sneered and said, although the gourd magical weapon offered by Fang Mu was powerful, there were still many puppet beasts on him, and Fang Mu might not be able to stop them when they surged up.
Fang Mu rolled his eyes and said seriously: "I destroyed a second-level puppet beast of yours. I can compensate you, but as a condition, you have to tell me where you got the Yin attribute material from. , especially those Yin beads, don’t tell me that you got them by chance, only in places where the Yin energy is particularly strong can high-quality Yin beads appear.”
Wang Changsheng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "If you pay me three thousand spiritual stones, I will tell you."
One piece of news can be exchanged for three thousand spiritual stones, which is worth it no matter how you look at it.
Without saying anything, Fang Mu took out three thousand spiritual stones and placed them on a piece of coarse cloth according to Wang Changsheng's instructions.
Wang Changsheng released a first-level low-grade ape puppet, wrapped the spirit stone, and took it over.
"Guiyuan, a place that suddenly appeared a few years ago, there are many ghosts in it."
"Guiyuan? Tell me the specific situation of this Guiyuan."
Fang Mu suddenly became interested.
Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment and briefly talked about Gui Yuan's situation.
Anyway, Guiyuan has been sealed up. Whatever is inside is none of his business. There is no harm in telling Fang Mu.
Fang Mu listened to Wang Changsheng's statement and nodded secretly.
"I still have something to do. If there is a chance, let's fight next time."
With a squeeze of Fang Mu's method, the black gourd spurted out a large stream of flames, melting away the ice on the skeleton and the little zombie.
Wang Changsheng's face was full of vigilance, and he used three blue flying knives. The crow puppet and the green eagle puppet were hovering above Fang Mu's head.
Fang Mu didn't care, put away the magic weapon, put the little zombie back into the coffin, put the coffin on his back, and a black cloud appeared under his feet, carrying him to fly high into the sky.
Wang Changsheng looked at Fang Mu's leaving figure, his brows furrowed.
He put away the puppet beast and magic weapon, took out the blue moon wheel, and jumped up.
With a flash of blue light, the blue moon wheel carried him high into the sky and disappeared into the sky.