After all, it takes a lot of time to elevate a puppet of a rank to the perfect state. If the talent is insufficient, the soul silk thread will not conform to the raw material and condense and appear, just like an elixir. Few people can achieve perfection.
It’s just that on Yunchuan’s side, the most difficult step in the eyes of others is downplayed here. It is as simple as eating and drinking water. The first time to refine a puppet is the perfect state of the thousand souls silk thread, and it is even greedy. I want to increase the intensity of the soul again.
But the girl beside Yunchuan looked at Yunchuan for a while and smiled again, and for a while, she was annoyed, sighed, and joyful. She shook her hand in front of Yunchuan for a few moments before making Yunchuan return. Excited.
The young man was excited, stretched out his hand, and thousands of souls were condensed into silk threads, and he drove into the scattered bones in front of him. He immediately summoned the bones and skeletons that had fallen apart once again, letting them go ahead, majestic Angrily, he smiled and said, "Go, Qing'er, let's go hunting for treasure!"
He looked at the white bones everywhere in the wasteland at this moment, his eyes shining, like a wealthy fan, he wanted to find the bones left over after death in the higher realm, and refine them into puppets.
As you can see, there are pieces of white bones in the wasteland, and there are volcanic eruptions from time to time, large swaths of thick smoke gushing out, and the dark red firelight flashes out, making this world seem a little depressed.
"Brother Chuan, I heard rumors that this wasteland is actually a small world created by the super large selection disciples who are still above the first-class sect. I don’t know if it’s like this. But why is it so eerie and weird here? They are all withered bones, so many people have to die."
As the two of them moved forward, Yunchuan's complexion gradually became a little dignified, and he reached out and picked up an arm bone. This arm bone was on the verge of breaking, and there were many scars like being cut by a knife, not just this. A piece of bone, many white bones have this kind of mark, and even some bones are broken and out of shape, and they become bone meal after a little pinch.
"Looking at the many traces on this skeleton, could it be that a great battle has taken place in this deserted land
Let so many Wu Xiu die? "
Yunchuan was a little confused and muttered. Suddenly at this moment, his expression changed, he walked quickly, and walked a few steps forward until he reached a volcanic crater that was still billowing thick smoke. In front of the crater, a black skeleton that was several times thicker than the ordinary Wuxiu, pulled it hard, and suddenly pulled it out completely.
It was a headless black skeleton. Although it had no head, it was very tall. There were black and black barbs growing at various joints, which looked terrifying and terrifying.
In front of this tall skeleton, Yunchuan can only reach the opponent's thigh. At this moment, he raises his head and looks up and down at this black headless skeleton. Although there are many knife-cutting marks on this skeleton, it's just that But it was still extremely hard, and it was a corpse left by the existence of the Yuan Fei Stage.
"Good baby!"
The young man was full of heart, babbling, lifting this tall headless skeleton, and the power of the soul escaped, turning into a soul thread, winding around the headless black skeleton, the next moment, this headless skeleton The black skeleton revealed a horrible aura, and it was transformed into a puppet by Yunchuan in a short moment, exuding the power fluctuations of the initial stage of the Yuan Dynasty.
However, after just a moment of effort, Yun Chuan's face turned pale, and he sighed, and withdrew the soul thread that was wrapped around the black skeleton. Obviously, maintaining such a puppet in the early stage of the Primordial Stage consumes his own soul. force.
"It's a pity that my soul power is still insufficient. If I want to continue to maintain this kind of puppet, the puppet of the Wudan realm can still bear it, but the puppet of the original birth realm consumes too fast, it can only Used it as a killer."
Yun Chuan felt a bit of pain, and only then realized the soul thread of the headless black skeleton refining the puppet to the perfect state. It cost him more than 20,000 soul points, but if he keeps separating out thousands of soul thread, Even if his spirit was much stronger than the ordinary half-step Yuantai realm martial arts, he couldn't bear it at this moment.
The two of them continued to walk forward. Not long after they walked, suddenly two or three whites fell on the ground.
The bones violently burst, the bones exploded, and the debris filled the sky, blasting towards Yun Chuan and Yun Qing'er.
After the bones exploded, it was surprisingly three and a half-step Wu Xiu who was in the realm of the original birth. They had already been ambushing on the road long ago. When Yunchuan and Yun Qing'er passed by, they directly attacked.
boom! boom! boom!
Countless bones exploded directly, turning into sharp bone spurs, and they headed towards Yunchuan and Yun Qing'er. After the sharp bone spurs, there were two and a half steps in the original birth state. Wu Xiu directly revealed his original fetal form, and made a sudden move.
"court death!"
Yunchuan was frightened and angry. His body shook, and the horrible blood burst out, forming a pillar of blood that soared to the sky, instantly shaking all those bone spurs into powder, the next moment, the Xuanyang sword brought a fiery red brilliance. , Swept towards the two men who attacked him.
Boom boom boom boom!
All of a sudden, the three of them fought dozens of times. With fast fighting, Yunchuan's various martial arts emerged in an endless stream, and each one of them was very powerful, even if two existences of the same level as him attacked him. Sneak attack, but except for a slight decline at the beginning, after only two breaths, they directly pressed and beat the two.
In addition, the martial artist who attacked Yun Qing'er didn't hurt Yun Qing'er at all. Although the martial artist in the half-step Yuan womb stage was not weak, Yun Qing'er had just lost the previous She Luohua a while ago. That huge cultivation base completely melted away, and the cultivation base reached the pinnacle of the half-step Yuan fetus, so that the martial artist who sneaked on her could not get any benefit from his hands.
"Luo Tianyin!"
boom!
A huge black stone fell from the sky, and suddenly a half-step Wu Xiu in the original fetal realm beside Yunchuan was smashed into dregs, and the other Wu Xiu was also trembling, and was directly cut down by the three swords of Yunchuan. The head, as well as the original form of the fetus that had not been completely consolidated, was also stirred by Yunchuan's direct soul-falling flag, and directly received the income into the soul-falling flag without the slightest resistance.
"It's not a pity to die!"
Yun Chuan had some lingering anger, the muscles of the corners of his eyes jittered, and his breath was in full swing, like a demon god who had just walked out of hell, heading for the last martial artist.
(End of this chapter)