Zombie Evolution

Chapter 589: Revive the puppet

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Several monsters roared and jumped out from a cliff, about to flee to the distance.

Whoosh!

Several streaks of light flashed down from the sky, blood spattered, several demonic beasts were chopped into two pieces before they even had time to scream, blood spattered.

Tom Tom Tom!

A broken corpse fell to the ground.

In mid-air, Zhang Yang floated in the air with a calm expression.

Immediately afterwards, the sleeves flicked, and several puppets appeared.

Boom boom boom!

The burly figure of the puppet refined from the rock giant fell heavily on the ground, with a red light in its eyes, and bowed to Zhang Yang to salute.

"Owner!"

"Open up a cave here!"

"Yes, Master!"

Several rock giants agreed, waved their big hands one after another, and began to dig the rock.

The strongest puppets have the strength of real immortals, and ordinary puppets also have the level of earth immortals. In their eyes, these rocks are as soft as tofu.

The arms waved like a windmill, and the cut rocks were collected into the storage ring. After it was full, it only took a blink of an eye to throw it far away, back and forth.

In a short time, a large cave has been dug.

"Stay at the gate and kill all the enemies who approach me!" Zhang Yang gave the order with a stern expression.

"Yes, Master!"

Several rock giants agreed, their eyes flashed red, and they stood sideways at the door.

Zhang Yang had no doubts about their loyalty. However, thinking about the feeling of being watched not long ago, I feel a little uneasy.

The strength of these puppets is simply too weak. In the face of a real enemy, I am afraid that it will not even be able to block the enemy's time. Their function is to deter some low-level monsters and prevent them from interrupting their cultivation.

Thinking so, he waved his sleeve robe.

buzz buzz —

Amid the bursts of humming, nearly 3,000 silver-winged magic ants formed a huge black cloud.

These three thousand silver-winged demon ants had swallowed a large number of nine-color lightning balls in the thunder pool of Wanlei Mountain, and thus fell into a deep sleep state. They just woke up two days ago.

After waking up, they grew up a lot, reaching the size of a washbasin. Moreover, the originally pitch-black body was covered with silver lightning-like patterns.

When fluttering its wings and flying away, there was a faint thunder and lightning, and the speed was many times faster than before.

"go!"

Zhang Yang's consciousness moved. In a flash, the black cloud sank into the ground outside the cave and disappeared.

Only then did Zhang Yang feel a little relieved.

At his level, the formations that are generally arranged temporarily can no longer play a protective role.

Of course, there are also formations at the level of artifacts with excellent effects, but Zhang Yang just didn't have the chance to get them.

As for spending great effort and painstaking efforts in arranging the formations, on the one hand Zhang Yang is not good at the way of formations, so I am afraid that the arrangement will not be good;

Therefore, the spirit worms and puppets carried with them have become very important treasures for body protection.

After making these arrangements, Zhang Yang entered the cave and made the arrangements cross-legged on a stone couch.

With a flick of the finger, the power of space fluctuated, and the puppet that swept over from the eighteen puppet formation appeared in front of him.

With a tall and straight waist, a beautiful appearance, and a pretty woman standing there, if it wasn't for her advanced cultivation, how could she tell that she was just a puppet

The sleeve robe waved again.

Boom!

A figure fell to the ground, it was Mrs. Fu Ming.

His face was pale and his breathing was unstable, but when he saw Zhang Yang, he ignored these and immediately knelt on the ground with respect and fear on his face.

"Senior, please spare me! If there is anything I can do for my senior, I will definitely die!"

This Fu Ming is shrewd, knowing that Zhang Yang killed several other companions on the spot, but he was the only one left behind, and he was brought here all the way, so it must be useful to get him.

"Well, you are more sensible. Let me ask you, how did you get here as a puppet? To be honest, you are not allowed to hide anything." Zhang Yang asked directly.

"Back to the seniors, this puppet is one of the eighteen puppet formations refined by the young one. The eighteen puppet formation was when the young one was not promoted to the earth immortal, and when he was adventuring in a ruins of an ancient battlefield. The result. It is really a small chance. After half a lifetime of hard work, it was successfully refined. If the senior wants this kind of exercise, the small one can offer it immediately."

Hence the name obviously thinks that Zhang Yang's interest is in the 18th puppet formation.

Zhang Yang was noncommittal, nodded and said:

"Where did you get the matrix that made this puppet?"

Fu Ming was slightly taken aback, and thought to himself, could it be that the woman whom he refined into a puppet was actually the descendant of this mighty man

If this is the case, I will be in some trouble.

Fortunately, judging by Zhang Yang's calm face, even if they are really related, they will definitely not be too close.

During this period of hesitation, seeing Zhang Yang's unhappy face, he quickly said, "Senior, the mother body of this puppet was originally a casual cultivator, and he was at the beginning of the tribulation. met, so it was refined into a puppet."

Fu Ming knew that it was impossible to hide this kind of thing, so he chose to speak bluntly, and looked at Zhang Yang's face while speaking.

Zhang Yang looked calm, but was a little surprised in his heart. She was a little puzzled that Shangguan Mo'er had reached the tribulation stage and ascended to the Immortal Realm, but it seemed that she had some chance.

It's just that the fairyland is not as beautiful as people in the cultivation world imagined, on the contrary, it is more dangerous.

A cultivator who has just ascended to transcend the tribulation is worse than those native-grown casual cultivators in the fairy world. Without a cave of his own, without a place to stay, wandering around in the fairy world is like a child wandering around in a forest full of beasts. It would be a miracle if he survived.

Being refined into a puppet, but Shangguan Mo'er's luck was relatively unlucky. If you are lucky, you will be accepted as a maid, or as a furnace for practicing kung fu.

"Do you have a way to revive this puppet's nature?" Zhang Yang raised his eyes and asked.

Hearing this, Fu Ming hesitated for a while.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang didn't say much, and raised his hand.

puff!

With a flash of light blade, a large cutting technique cut off one of Fu Ming's arms.

"ah!"

As soon as Fu Ming let out a scream, he stopped immediately, sweating profusely, still holding back, and knelt down on the ground.

"Senior, calm down! I have a technique to revive this puppet, but the technique of resurrection is quite labor-intensive, so I am hesitant. Senior, please calm down!"