Chapter 842

If Lu Xiaotian heard the dialogue between the two terracotta puppets at this time, he would be surprised. He had made some disguises, but he still couldn't hide from the eyes of the terracotta puppet. The other party saw through his disguise at a glance and remained silent.

"Coercion and inducement? What benefits can we get to impress each other, or can we work together to win the silver haired boy." Fu Xing asked, "if we try our best, maybe there is some hope, but we are both about to fall, what's the point of winning the silver haired boy?"

"It's the first time that you and I have heard the news of the puppet scroll in hundreds of years, but it's useless." Fu Ding sighed long, and his tone was full of reluctance.

The silver haired boy had average strength at the bottom of Jixing lake. I didn't expect that he had grown to such a level in more than a hundred years. Fu Xing didn't talk to his companions anymore. Since he saw through Lu Xiaotian's identity, he was not interested in the puppet scroll as Lu Xiaotian said. Fu Xing didn't believe it. At the beginning, in the one yuan heavy water magic array at the bottom of Jixing lake, Lu Xiaotian used six order puppets.

It's just that using puppets and refining puppets are two different things, and the difficulty of refining pottery figurine puppets is far from what ordinary puppet masters can do.

Of course, these can't tell Fu Ding, an acute guy. Fu Xing has a hunch that this silver haired young man should return to the blue magic sea in the future. After all, the aura on the Qingyu mainland is not as strong as that in the blue magic sea. When the other party returns to the Qingyu mainland, he should only have a leading edge and want to go further on the Xiuxian Avenue, It would be better to return to the blue magic sea.

Of course, all this is based on the fact that the two of them can't win this person directly. Otherwise, Fu Xing would not be so easy to talk.

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In the desolate grassland, some places are full of plump weeds, others are full of gravel, scattered with huge trees with small area, occasionally the giant beast with a height of more than ten feet bent down to eat the weeds, or suddenly a giant demon leopard and demon lion with a vigorous body suddenly startled a group of monster beasts and ran crazy, Trying to escape from the beast's prey.

Only in such a rough place, several white headed storks came from a distance, and the white headed stork made a sharp cry in the air.

The white headed stork has several strong friars on it. They look fierce and carry a long gun in their hands.

The monsters on the ground became flustered again after seeing the flying horse in the sky. But these former predators have no tendency to do it at this time. Instead, he looked playfully at a group of sporadic monks on the ground.

"These sons of bitches, by going up and down in the sky, call us as animals and fight with them. It's better to die vigorously than to live like this." a strong bald man with a shiny head, holding a long knife and magic weapon, looked angrily at the flying horses in the sky.

"You're the master of the family. I'm afraid you'll be tired if you're not killed by these guys. The bald man Liu Jinglei looks at the woman with a blue patch skirt and a beautiful face.

"Shut up, we are looked down upon by the decent people in the moon watching and immortal cultivation world. It's not easy to go to the dome world and die without making a sensation."

Miao Ruolin, a delicate woman, scolded. "It's better to live than to die. As long as you live, you will have a chance. This goddamn Feiqi tribe enslaves our friars in Heiya cave and doesn't export evil spirit. I won't die in peace even if I die. You're a seven foot man. You're like a woman. You yell when you encounter something. If you live enough, wipe your neck with your big knife. Don't scratch in front of me."

The bald man turned red and angrily turned aside with his big knife in his hand.

More than a dozen other monks looked gloomy and scattered around the wounded fifth order demon wildebeest.

"Listen to the prisoners below. If you can't hunt enough food today, one person will whip 30 soul whips when you go back!" the flying cavalry soldier above his head looked down at the hunting crowd below.

Hearing the name of soul whip, all monks, including Miao Ruolin, shivered and finally sneaked into the celestial cultivation world, but they were still found, captured and taken prisoner. On the first day, they were beaten by each other's soul whip. The pain deep into the soul is definitely the most painful experience in their lives. People who have been beaten once will never want to be beaten again.

The soul whip can whip the yuan God. It has been beaten more than once. It is said that it is the friar who built the foundation and the ancestor of the golden elixir. If the yuan God can't use the spiritual object and the spiritual elixir comes back, he will eventually die of the yuan God's weakness.

"All move, don't toss around. There's really no way to go. Fight with these guys again." Miao Ruolin bited her silver teeth and made up her mind.

"The master, there's a man lying on the ground over there."

Several people spread out and carefully surrounded the five rank demon horned horse. Although the realm of the demon beast on the sky grassland is not high, its body is huge and its natural power is also extremely powerful. Several foundation building friars don't want to subdue it. Once the other party escapes, a hard struggle is likely to turn into a bubble shadow.

A young man with a round face suddenly said.

"Are you dead?" Miao Ruolin asked.

"Fierce animals are rampant on the grassland. Except that Feiqi tribe passes by to hunt, people are rare at other times. How can anyone appear on the grassland alone?" Liu Jinglei, a bald man, wondered.

"Isn't it just like us, from that damn place?"

"Silence, if the friars in the sky world know, we will become sinners in the moon watching immortal world." Miao Ruolin glared at Liu Jinglei.

When Liu Jinglei quickly swallowed his words back to his stomach, "what about this boy?"

Miao Ruolin didn't know what to do. Just when several people were embarrassed, the disheveled young man on the ground opened his eyes and shook his dizzy head.

This man is naturally Lu Xiaotian sent from Xuehu island through the transmission array. Lu Xiaotian took the trace of the transmission array and suddenly felt that the transmission array seemed unstable. There seemed to be a lot of turbulence restraining the transmission power. There was a twist in the void. Lu Xiaotian was dark and didn't know what had happened. At this time, he opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground, surrounded by flat, blue sky and white clouds, Far away are the fertile weeds of Qi people's height.

It was not transmitted to the underground palace, but to such a ghost place. Lu Xiaotian rationalized his thoughts and could preliminarily determine that there was a problem with the transmission array. The surrounding aura was a little worse than the blue devil sea area, and there were several amazing friars nearby.