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"Physical repair!"

Fang Mu's eyes flashed with surprise, he looked at Wang Changsheng up and down, as if he was looking at a treasure.

I don't know why, but Wang Changsheng's eyes on Fang Mu made his heart a little nervous. I heard that the magic monks have a special hobby. This guy is carrying a coffin. Could it be that he has a special hobby for corpses?

Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng's eyes showed a bit of disgust.

His magic weapon is not as good as Fang Mu's, but he is a physical cultivator and can fight in close quarters. The troublesome thing is that Fang Mu also seems to be a physical cultivator, and an ordinary immortal cultivator will not block him so easily. .

Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, raised the blue cloud stick high, and smashed it towards Fang Mu.

The corners of Fang Mu's mouth were slightly raised, his shoulders shrugged, and the black coffin fell from his body, smashing a big hole on the ground.

He waved a long black stick and greeted Wang Changsheng.

The blue cloud stick collided with the black long stick, and there was a "kengkeng" metal collision sound.

The quality of the black long stick in Fang Mu's hand was obviously better than that of the blue cloud stick. Wang Changsheng didn't dare to fight, his body shape was blurred, and he changed to four. Every Wang Changsheng's aura was exactly the same, it was hard to tell whether it was true or false. technique.

Fang Mu was caught off guard and had no time to react. Wang Changsheng waved his blue cloud stick and smashed it towards Fang Mu's head.

Even if Fang Mu was a body cultivator, his head would never be made of iron. Wang Changsheng had the confidence to smash his head into pieces.

A sarcastic expression appeared in Fang Mu's mouth, a dazzling black light lit up on his body, and a black chainmail could be seen vaguely. The black light flashed, and a thick black light curtain appeared close to him, covering Fang Mu's whole body. .

The blue cloud stick hit the black light curtain, and there was a muffled sound.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng couldn't help cursing, and the natal magic weapon was not enough, and he was still wearing a top-grade defensive magic weapon. This Fang Mu's net worth was too rich!

Wang Changsheng's thoughts moved, and the crow puppet and the blue eagle puppet flew over.

Puppet beasts are mainly divided into defense, attack, and auxiliary categories. There are various types of attack, land, high altitude, underwater and underground. Puppet beasts above the second rank can release intermediate spells. What kind of spells can be released depends on the training. It depends on the refining level of the maker.

The release of fire spells requires fire spirit stones, and gold spells require gold spirit stones. The most precious is naturally the thunder spirit stone.

Wang Changsheng can only get five elements of spirit stones now, the crow puppet can cast the intermediate spell Hundred Blades, the blue eagle puppet can cast the intermediate spell Feng Lingjian, the spider puppet is the spider web technique, the giant bear puppet can cast the black wind roar, tiger shape The puppet can release the red flames and fire to defend against the puppet beast, but he can't make it temporarily.

The crow puppet opened its mouth and spewed out dozens of red fiery blades, and the blue-carved puppet opened its mouth and spewed out dozens of cyan lightsabers, hitting Fang Mu.

The boots under Fang Mu's feet were glowing with black light, and his body quickly retreated, and the red fire blade and cyan lightsaber shot into the air.

The booming sound of "Rumble" continued, and more than a dozen large pits appeared on the ground.

Wang Changsheng put away the blue cloud stick, grabbed the Xuanbing flag with both hands, shook it fiercely, the flag surface radiated brightly, and a large piece of bone-piercing white cold air swept out towards the bone corpse cover.

The bone corpse was fighting with the black bear puppet and the spider puppet, and Fang Mu was entangled by the crow puppet and the blue-carved puppet, and had no time to clone.

As soon as the bone corpse came into contact with the white cold air, the surface of the body quickly froze, and the whole body was covered by a thick layer of ice.

When Wang Changsheng's magic formula was pinched, the tiger-shaped puppet jumped up and rushed towards Fang Mu, while the spider puppet and black bear puppet pulled out and rushed towards Fang Mu.

Fang Mu was under great pressure to deal with five second-order puppet beasts alone.

His natal magic weapon is powerful, but it takes a certain amount of time to cast the spell. Wang Changsheng does not give Fang Mu the time to cast the spell at all.

Fang Mu Fa Jue pinched, the coffin board of the black coffin flew up, and a boy with delicate features jumped out of the coffin.

The boy was wearing black iron armor, his hands were straight, his eyes were blood red, and his two fangs were exposed.

Obviously, it's a zombie.

Wang Changsheng had seen zombies before, but in his impression, all zombies were blue-faced and fangs. This was the first time he had seen a zombie with a beautiful face.

Zombies feed on blood, and mortals, monsters and immortals are all food for zombies, but what makes Wang Changsheng feel strange is that the bigger the zombie, the better? Such a small zombie was killed at a very young age! Demon monks are really cruel. In order to refine zombies, they even kill such small children.

Without Wang Changsheng thinking too much, the little zombie jumped towards him.

It jumped its legs and could jump two feet away. The mysterious ice flag in Wang Changsheng's hand shook suddenly, "chichi" sounded loudly, and the dense white ice needles flew out, hitting the little zombie, and a burst of sound was heard. With a muffled sound, the white ice needle seemed to hit the metal.

The white ice needle hit the face of the little zombie, and even its skin could not be broken.

Wang Changsheng frowned, the black ice flag in his hand shook violently, and a large piece of bone-piercing white cold air swept out, facing the pounced little zombie.

The surface of the small zombie quickly froze, and it was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Fang Mu frowned and sacrificed a black gourd the size of a palm. A magic trick hit it, and the black gourd rose in the wind. It could be seen that a flame pattern was engraved on the surface of the black gourd.

The square wood method changed, the flame pattern seemed to come alive, the gourd cover flew up, and a large black flame flew out from it, hitting the black bear puppet.

The billowing black flames drowned the black bear puppet, and the black bear puppet was burned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng's expression changed, and he hurriedly controlled the puppet beast to avoid it.

Fang Mu was about to resort to other means when a sharp devil cry came from his arms.

He frowned slightly, and took out a palm-sized black disc from his arms. The surface of the black disc was covered with black runes the size of grains of rice, which vaguely formed a hideous grimace.

He hit a magic trick on it, and a hurried male voice suddenly sounded: "Senior brother, we have found the traitor's hiding place. We did not disturb him according to your instructions, you hurry up."

Hearing this, Fang Mu's eyes showed a bit of joy.

He put away the black disc, looked at Wang Changsheng, and said sternly: "Let's stop here and fight another day."

"Joke, you can fight if you want, and leave if you want?"

Wang Changsheng sneered and said that although the gourd magic weapon Fang Mu sacrificed was powerful, there were still many puppet beasts on his body, and Fang Mu might not be able to stop it.

Fang Mu rolled his eyes and said seriously: "I destroyed a second-order puppet beast of yours, I can compensate you, but as a condition, you have to tell me where you got the yin attribute material on your body. , especially those few yin beads, don't tell me that you got them by accident, only places with very strong yin qi will have high-quality yin beads."

Wang Changsheng thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Pay me three thousand spirit stones, and I'll tell you."

A message for three thousand spirit stones is worth it no matter how you look at it.

Fang Mu said nothing, took out 3,000 spirit stones, and placed them on a piece of coarse cloth according to Wang Changsheng's instructions.

Wang Changsheng released a first-order low-grade ape puppet, wrapped the spirit stone, and brought it over.

"Guiyuan, a place that suddenly appeared a few years ago, there are many ghosts in it."

"Guiyuan? Tell me about the specific situation of this Guiyuan."

Fang Mu suddenly became interested.

Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment, and briefly explained the situation of Guiyuan.

Anyway, Guiyuan has been sealed up~www.novelmt.com~ If there is something in it, it's none of his business, so it's okay to tell Fang Mu.

Fang Mu nodded secretly after listening to Wang Changsheng's statement.

"I still have something to do. If we have fate, let's fight again next time."

With a pinch of Fangmu's method, the black gourd spewed out a large burst of flames, melting away the ice layer on the skeleton and the little zombie.

Wang Changsheng was on guard, and brought out three blue flying knives, and the crow puppet and the blue-carved puppet hovered above the square wood.

Fang Mu didn't care either, put away the magic weapon, put the little zombie back into the coffin, put the coffin on his back, and a black cloud appeared under his feet, carrying him to the sky.

Wang Changsheng looked at the back of Fang Mu's departure, and frowned.

He put away the puppet beast and the magic weapon, took out the blue moon wheel, and jumped on it.

With a flash of blue light, the blue moon wheel flew him high into the sky and disappeared into the sky.