Chapter 162： Puppet master

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Tombstones stand, and huge sarcophagi are exposed outside.

The wind began to grow stronger inexplicably, and the gravel on the tomb of the Ninth Army began to dance.

A powerful killing intent was uploaded from the young emperor's gang, especially the young man who looked very dull.

Although his face was dull, his eyes showed terrible killing intent!

In addition, there were a few people who stared at Zhu Minglang as if there was a deep hatred.

It was a pair of brothers in royal clothes, Zhao Chen and Zhao Wu!

"The title deed of Young Dragon Valley is in his hand, and he also killed Hao Shaocong!" Zhao Xi pointed at Zhu Minglang and shouted.

"This malignant tumor, let me, Xu Mao, walk the way for the sky." Xu Mao walked forward.

With his palm facing forward, the image in his palm glowed with a brilliant purple glow.

A purple fire dragon can be seen flying out of his spiritual realm. This blue dragon has an extremely long body. When flying in the air, its body is meandering. The scales burning with purple flames are particularly dazzling. This blue dragon seems to be scorching everything around vigorously all the time!

Xu Mao took a bit of madness on him. He jumped onto the head of the Purple Fire Canglong, standing with his hands on his chest, condescending, looking down at Zhu Minglang who was standing on the ground.

"Xu Mao, the purple fire dragon, is at least the top master."

"Zhu Minglang should summon the Bingchen White Dragon before he has the capital to compete with Xu Mao from Zi Zonglin, right?"

"I wish Minglang provoke the people from the Imperial Young Gang, now the Imperial Young Gang members are all gathered together, I am afraid that it will be too bad for you!"

This grudge will finally come to an end.

Zhu Minglang stood in place, the scorching heat of the purple fire in mid-air had already rushed to his face, and the most threatening thing was the long purple fire dragon.

The purple fire dragon's tail danced, and round after round of purple fire circles fell from the heights, slamming towards Zhu Minglang's location.

"You~~~~~~~~"

Bingchen Bailong waved its wings, and when the wings stretched, the silver frost velvet spread to the surrounding area, forming a large sea of ​​ice flowers.

The purple ring of fire has just reached the ground, and ice flowers are flying, rolling up the most beautiful silver snow crystals. Thousands of silver frost are like dandelions blown by the strong wind. They fly low, some high swirl, and fill the tomb. In the mountains...

The purple circle of fire was melted by the ice and snow, and Bingchen Bailong and Zhu Minglang stood in this edelweiss ice flower, unharmed!

The ailerons are like butterflies, waving gently, and more and more ice flowers bloom in this cemetery. When they are fanned by the broad wings of the Bingchen White Dragon, they will rise in the wind and hang in the air.

As the Bingchen White Dragon flies towards the Purple Fire Dragon, the Bingchen White Dragon is like a holy spirit surrounded by ice and snow elves, while being gorgeous, it also brings people a kind of oppressive force!

Standing on the head of the Purple Fire Canglong, Xu Mao was a little bit astonished.

He killed Hao Shaocong with this ice-chen white dragon? ?

Hao Shaocong's strength is not weak, his Goat Demon Purple Dragon is an upper-level master, Zhu Minglang can solve him in such a short time, it shows that he must have a higher-level dragon beast.

Bingchen Bailong!

This is indeed a powerful and talented white dragon, who actually overwhelmed the burning of the purple fire dragon with the silver moon frost method.

At this time, the Bingchen White Dragon had already flown into the air among the tens of thousands of icy velvet, and it launched a magnificent offensive against the Purple Fire Dragon, and those frost flowers changed a lot.

They are sometimes soft and sticky, with a freezing effect, which can freeze creatures in a short time.

Sometimes it became hard and sharp, turned into something more terrifying than a weapon, and stabbed under the action of the strong wind.

The Purple Fire Canglong and the Bingchen White Dragon were fighting in the air, but it was difficult to gain the upper hand. Facing the endless abilities of the Bingchen White Dragon, they could only parry and deal with them temporarily.

The fire is shining.

The frost is gorgeous.

The two powers of purple and white collided with various sparks on the Tomb of the Ninth Army, and the people on the fascinated wall were amazed.

I have to say that the Purple Fire Canglong and the Bingchen White Dragon are both the pinnacle dragons in the main level, much stronger than the dragon beasts summoned by other dragon shepherds in the organ city!

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"Poison Dove, just solve it now, Zhu Minglang." Zhao Xi said viciously.

The dull young man walked forward, his steps began to increase, and the frequency began to increase.

His feet stepped on the mud, and at first they only left very shallow footprints, but gradually his steps became heavier and heavier, and even when he stepped on the slabs, the slabs were broken!

His skin was changing, turning into a solid copper color.

The process of his whole person running is gradually changing, as if made of copper and iron, with an extremely terrifying sense of power!

"Young master, be careful, he is a puppet, and a puppet master is controlling him!" Qin Yang saw the situation and hurried forward to respond.

Puppet Master...

Obviously this poison dove is not a puppet master, he is just a puppet being manipulated!

But this is a puppet made of refined copper. When he did not reveal his true appearance, it was no different from a normal person.

At this time, this person is made of copper and iron all over his body. The structure is precise, the shape is perfect, and he is powerful and amazing at speed!

Upstairs, Zhao Yinge, who was sitting motionless in his chair, had a strange smile on his face.

His eyes were dark and terrifying. Similarly, the young man named Poison Dove on the tomb of the Ninth Army had exactly the same pupils as Zhao Yinge. Even looking deeper, he could see a similar pupil mark!

Poison dove.

It is the puppet of Zhao Yinge!

Zhao Yinge is the puppet master!

Even if he doesn't need to step into the organ city himself, he can handle Zhu Minglang by his hand!

The copper and iron golem rushed to Zhu Minglang, his eyes shared with Zhao Yinge, and his consciousness was controlled by Zhao Yinge...

To create a truly perfect puppet, all you need is a living person, transforming this living person into an organoid, and then controlling all his actions!

Prosthesis? ?

ridiculous!

How could his Zhao Yinge wear a prosthesis!

He can use this puppet technique to regain a new life on the puppet! !

Poison Dove is Zhao Yinge.

Zhao Yinge hates Zhu Minglang!

He will never let go of this rare opportunity! !

"My son, retreat quickly." Qin Yang saw that the poison dove puppet was coming fiercely, and hurriedly came to Zhu Minglang.

She slapped a few palms at the poison dove puppet, but the palm marks fell on the stele and slab. The poison dove puppet was more flexible than she thought, and easily avoided her palm.

The poison dove puppet was very close, and he, like Zhao Yinge, gave a weird and cruel smile.

The fist arm is like copper and iron, and when it is swung, it can crush rocks the size of a house.

He fisted Qin Yang, and Qin Yang was shaken out.

In terms of strength, this puppet is even more terrifying than those martial mortals. It is estimated that even the **** teeth in armor may not be able to resist it!

"Zhao Yinge, you hide it quite deep!" Zhu Minglang looked at the puppet's pupils, and knew that the man behind the puppet must be the prince.

Having cut off his hands and feet, he is basically a useless person.

But he has learned this puppet art, and has always hidden his strength...

It is estimated that I will be able to avenge revenge one day!

Zhao Yinge's five senses were shared with this organ puppet, and he could naturally hear what Zhu Minglang said.

His hatred was vividly displayed on this poison dove organ puppet, with a strong killing intent.

"You are dead, I can laugh happily. Over the years, every day I have been thinking about **** you with my own hands!" The poisonous dove puppet made a sound, the voice was quite stiff, but I could feel the resentment in Zhao Yinge's heart. Good luck.

"This puppet, how long did it take you to find it, must have done a lot of things for you, such as inheriting the clan?" Zhu Minglang laughed again.

Zhu Minglang's question directly asked Zhao Yinge's most painful point!

Among the towers, Zhao Yinge, who was sitting at the table with disabled hands and feet, almost spit out blood.

"So, if you really have an heir, do you count as Zhao Yinge, or the puppet body?" Zhu Minglang continued.

"You die for me first!!" Zhao Yinge shouted directly at the tower.

It was supposed to be a puppet manipulating speech, but Zhao Yinge was blown away by his angry head, and he didn't care what the people around him thought!

The poison dove puppet leaped behind Zhu Minglang, his arm turned into a copper and iron blade, and slashed at his head when there was no protection around Zhu Minglang!

This is to split Zhu Minglang in half.

"Huh!"

A sword light galloped past, and when the poisonous dove puppet smashed down, it directly cut down its copper and iron sword arm.

The copper-iron knife-blade arm rotated in the air, and finally fell on a sarcophagus slab, cutting the sarcophagus sharply.

But the poisonous puppet attack was broken, and he subconsciously stepped back a few steps, trying to see who had taken the initiative to prevent him from killing Zhu Minglang.

However, the poison dove puppet did not see anything.

"Huh!!!"

There was another wind-like sound, passing by the other copper and iron blade arm of the poison dove puppet.

This time the poison dove puppet reacted fairly quickly, and immediately used the blade arm to parry!

"Keng!!!"

The copper and iron blade broke, and only half of the poison dove puppet's arm was left!

Obviously it is the collision of the blade and the blade. The deformed blade of the puppet’s arm is no worse than some good swords. In this organ puppet, Zhao Yinge spent an unknown amount of gold and silver ~ www.novelhall.com~ collected all kinds of most The material that perfectly fits this puppet...

"Huh!!!"

Another sword swept across, this time towards the leg of the organ puppet.

His legs are entirely made of fine copper, they are invulnerable, and they can be easily kicked off rocks with one foot. A sword that does not know where it came from is even more iron-like...

The legs were directly cut off.

Like a clay figure.

Such a bronze and iron puppet that might not even be able to gnaw the teeth of a dragon beast is no different from a clay statue!

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In the castle tower, on the wooden chair, Zhao Yinge's face was already black and blue, and his face began to look hideous.

The hands and feet were cut off again!

Although it was just a puppet in the distance, and felt no pain, the humiliation seemed to be stronger than before! !