Although he was stunned, but this was not the time to be distracted by his thoughts, Mu Qing's magic technique moved again, and a flame spat out from his mouth, instantly turning into a fire butterfly several feet wide, and the fire butterfly spread its wings and shot towards the five-colored shield in front of him.

The five-colored shield was ignited in an instant, and the roots of the vine cones that passed through the shield were suddenly burned off, and the section in front of it naturally could not continue to elongate, turning into a little green light and drifting away.

However, after such a delay, the other twelve vine cones had already been entangled with the twelve triangular crystal cones, and the green light of the vines flashed, and the earth spiritual power condensed on the crystal cone quickly melted away, and then it was stabbed by the sharp cone, making a "bang" breaking sound, and the twelve blood swords had already come out of trouble!

Mu Zheng laughed wildly from the opposite side, and said: "Mu Qing, the Living Soul Sword Technique is my Mu family's ancestral technique, now let you know who is the authentic Mu family's heir!"

As the words fell, the turquoise vines were taken back by Mu Zheng, and the twelve blood swords also returned to the blood spring.

Xuequan looked at Mu Qing, who was full of astonishment, let out a chuckle, and said, "Mu Qing, do you think that this blood pro-refining puppet technique is to fight a large number?"

Mu Qing held the Silan Sword horizontally in front of him, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Xuequan and Mu Zheng.

I only listened to Xuequan continue: "If you only fight the quantity of a corpse puppet, but the quality is sparse, then how can this blood-related refining puppet technique be called the first secret technique of the Yin Puppet Sect?

His last sentence was said to Situ Xiong in the distance.

Situ Xiong smiled silently and shook his head slightly.

Xuequan smiled again, moved his gaze to Mu Qing, and continued: "Mu Qing, do you think that Mu Zheng put these more than thirty corpse puppets around, just to hinder your hands and feet? Do you think that if you waste so much energy to refine these corpse puppets just to deal with you? Is it useless to deal with others?"

Mu Qing didn't know what Xuequan was going to say, stared at the other party coldly, and didn't say a word.

Xuequan continued, "I remember hearing the family master Blood Demon Ancestor say that the predecessor of the Yin Puppet Sect who created this secret technique back then only had the mid-stage cultivation of the Spirit Crystal, and most of his clan cultivated the Golden Technique, so he personally killed twelve blood relatives of the Spirit Crystal Stage, and refined them into a silver corpse puppet with this method, called the Twelve Puppet Arrays of the Heavenly Stems, and every time he urged, the power was comparable to the middle stage of the Spirit Yuan!"

After a pause, he said: "This secret method is a little evil, but it is precisely because he is evil enough! Ruthless enough! The power is so great! The most amazing thing is that the more blood corpse puppets that are refined with this secret method, the power will increase exponentially, if you can gather thirty-six, it will be called the Tiangang Thirty-six Puppet Array! If you can gather seventy-two, it will be the seventy-two Earth Demon Puppet Array! If you get to the limit, one hundred and eight! Then ...... It's called the Tiangang Earth Evil Zhou Tianbai Puppet Array! Now Mu Zheng's Tiangang Puppet Array is still one short, if he has it together, hehe, I guess...... Even if you only have the early stage of the spirit crystal, you can kill all the invincible opponents of the spirit crystal!"

With that, the blood fountain looked up to the sky and smiled.

Mu Zheng also laughed, the two fingers of his right hand were still on the center of his eyebrows, and his left hand suddenly pointed at Mu Qing, and said: "Mu Qing! You are this one! Not only do you want to help me make up the thirty-six Tiangang, but I also want to refine you into a golden corpse-level natal corpse puppet!" (Shisan said: I admire myself, the people who died in the Mu family back then happened to be thirty-five, I don't believe you go through it)

......

Tian Qing'er's expression in the air became more and more ugly, she looked at Situ Xiong again, and asked the same question, "Situ Xiong, this is the lore you said!?"

Situ Xiong looked up at the sky, revealing an elusive expression, but asked rhetorically: "Tian Daoyou, what do you think...... Is this blood-related puppet technique something that anyone can cultivate?"

Tian Qing'er couldn't grasp the meaning of Situ Xiong's question for a while, and did not answer.

Situ Xiong chuckled lightly and asked himself, "Of course not! It requires the cultivator's resentment and obsession to reach an incomparable degree!"

Tian Qing'er seemed to be very interested in this topic, nodded and said: "This Mu Zheng is indeed too paranoid! In his heart, it seems that there is only himself! He locked himself in a cage. ”

Situ Xiong opened his mouth and said: "Tian Daoyou's metaphor is wonderful!"

Suddenly, he asked, "Do you know what the Yin Puppet Sect senior that Blood Spring said did first after refining the Heavenly Stem Twelve Puppet Array?"

Tian Qing'er said with a puzzled face: "How many years ago was that?"

Situ Xiong said: "It's not a long time, it's only more than two thousand years, and it is said that the exercises of the three sects of our evil sect are in the same vein as the Panmen that fought with your body, didn't the Panmen appear more than 3,000 years ago?"

Tian Qing'er shook her head and said, "Maybe it is changed by later generations, or maybe there are some less obvious connections, but your mainstream exercises are not the inheritance of Panmen Demon Skills, I can be sure of this!" and said: "I know very little about the past three thousand years. ”

Situ Xiong seemed to feel very unhappy, and continued: "That senior, killed his master, his mother, and more than a dozen great cultivators of the Yin Puppet Sect, which caused the Yin Puppet Sect to collapse from then on!"

Hearing this, Tian Qing'er snorted coldly and said, "Do it yourself!"

Situ Xiong was not angry, he straightened up, as if with a hint of helplessness, and said slowly: "I opened the cage and released a hungry wolf with fur and blood...... I don't know if I'll be self-inflicted......"

Hearing this, Tian Qing'er was slightly stunned, as if she suddenly thought of something, and as soon as her body moved, she was about to fall down.

There was a flash of gray light in front of him, and it was Situ Xiong who stood in front of him.

Tian Qing'er's eyes shrank, looked directly at Situ Xiong, and said sharply: "Situ Xiong, you have already seen clearly, if this Mu Zheng really refines into the Tiangang Puppet Array, even you will be difficult to tame! I will never let such a thing of raising a tiger happen! Even if it is a possibility!"

Situ Xiong sneered and said, "Not bad! Not only that, if he waits for him to reach the late stage of the spirit crystal, and then refines all these thirty-six puppets into silver corpses, it is enough to kill all the late stage of the spirit yuan! If he reaches the spirit stage and refines the thirty-six puppets into golden corpses, I am afraid that even the monks of the spirit stage will not be opponents! Moreover, I also want to tell you that if he cultivates this blood blood refining puppet secret technique, there can be no divine soul prohibition in the divine soul!"

"Then you ......" Tian Qing'er opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't know how to continue. Her meaning was clear: if you know that there are such dangerous consequences, why are you standing in my way?

Situ Xiong's expression became solemn, and he said: "Tian Daoyou, don't forget, you and I are enemies now! And Mu Zheng, now called Yin Envoy Mu Liu, is one of my chess pieces! If you take another half step forward, the two of us don't have to watch this formation, continue the previous fighting method!"

Tian Qing'er gritted her teeth and stared at Situ Xiong. After a while, he finally regained his momentum, and snorted coldly: "Now that his Tiangang puppet formation has not been completed, those corpse puppets are only copper corpses and iron corpses, Mu Qing's chances of winning are even greater!"

Situ Xiong's expression also softened, and said, "Then let's continue to watch." ”

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Below.

The battle between Mu Qing, Mu Zheng and Blood Spring has started again.

In fact, for more immortal cultivators, the monk's body is just a skin, and even the attitude towards their own body is not too similar, so some people will want to take it away and keep it for themselves when they find a flesh body with better qualifications.

In Mu Qing's eyes, the physical bodies of other monks didn't matter, and even, if these corpse puppets in front of him were some friends around him, as long as he was sure that these people were dead, he couldn't be saved no matter what, Mu Qing would destroy this skin bag without any scruples.

However, the bodies of the thirty-five Mu family members in front of him had an extremely special meaning to Mu Qing.

These people, but he personally sorted out the remains and buried them with his own hands.

Destroying the bodies of these "clansmen" with his own hands, Mu Qing couldn't do it anyway.

However, after hearing the words of Xuequan and Mu Zheng, Mu Qing also had another plan in his heart.

Mu Qing smiled secretly in his heart: I cast a mouse bogey, Mu Zheng, aren't you? Among the people of my Mu family, most of the people who died in Lingmu Valley were killed by a spell from the fire spirit, and their bodies have turned into ashes, and the third grandfather Mu Cangtan was buried by me in the mountain behind the ancient lamp, although you killed Brother Shi Yan, but you didn't search for his soul depending on the situation, you don't know the location of the third grandfather's burial, and you don't even know the whereabouts of my Mu family, the predecessor who left home early.

Now, if you want to collect all the thirty-six puppets of Tiangang, you can't lose any of these people's corpses!

Thinking of this, Mu Qing snorted, turned his hands into knives, and slashed at his chest!

Two silver crescents that were seven or eight feet long burst out, heading straight for the Heavenly Gang Puppet Array...... (https:)

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