Divine Eye Transcends Tribulation

Chapter 58 Orion Island Trial ([-])
Just after Xiang Qi disappeared, a hundred feet away from him, three figures were staring at each other, they teleported almost at the same time and landed at the same place.

"Let me tell you, you two are only perfect in the late stage of foundation establishment. If you really want to fight, you are definitely not my opponent!" Among the three, the monk who was in the early stage of alchemy said in a low voice, his face was gloomy, and his voice was high-pitched. thin.

"If we were alone, we would naturally not be able to defeat you. However, if the two of us join hands, it is still unknown who will win the battle!" The person on the left held a folding fan, on which there were hidden fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Folding the fan in his hand, the person said to the other person: "Why don't you and I join forces today and get rid of him first, the token belongs to you, and his storage ring belongs to me!"

Another consummated monk in the late stage of foundation building heard the words, his eyes wandered over the two of them, and he seemed a little hesitant.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the two men showed signs of reaching an agreement, the sharp-eyed alchemy cultivator quickly interrupted: "There are not a few people here who are as cultivated as the two of you. Let's fight to the death with the three of us. It’s cheaper for others, why not form a team and use the strength of the three of us to snatch other people’s tokens, wouldn’t it be easy, just like that.”

As soon as these words came out, the two foundation-building monks glanced at each other, saying that one month is still a long time, and the first day has not yet passed, so it is not appropriate to work too hard.

At the moment, the two nodded in agreement.However, despite this, the tension between the three has not eased in the slightest.

"Don't worry, fellow daoists, you will be frank in your next life, and you will never be a sinister and cunning person!" said the monk who formed the alchemy, taking the magic weapon away first.

Seeing this, the two of them smiled stiffly and took back the magic weapon. The tense atmosphere between the three of them eased a lot.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound from the half-person-high grass on the east side of the three of them, as if some kind of species was rushing towards them!

This guy was too fast, maybe because of his short stature, he only saw the weeds on both sides lined up like broken waves, but he didn't see his figure, and he didn't know what it was rushing towards.

"Two fellow Taoists, be careful, step back quickly, and let me come!" The monk who formed the alchemy roared, and after a loud reminder, he stepped out quickly and was about to pass between the two, one pair of which was about to pull the two together. The appearance of people guarding behind.

The speed of the person hidden in the weeds was really too fast. Seeing that the alchemy cultivator was going to protect them both behind him, the two felt grateful and at the same time felt a little ashamed. He looks like a small and meticulous person, and he is really an upright person.

creak creak!

The voice was approaching, and a strange head popped out of the thick grass!

This is a puppet.

This puppet is about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child. Its body is composed of countless pieces of wood of different sizes. After walking half a circle, he stared at the three of them in a very strange and impossible posture.

"Hey hey!" The puppet opened its mouth, but the creepy laughter exploded from the ears of the two foundation-building monks.

The scalps of the two went numb, and they looked sideways slowly, only to see that the monk who formed the alchemy was standing between the two of them, looking at them with a half-smile, the laughter seemed to come from his mouth.

Only then did they notice that there were transparent silk threads, one end was connected to the five fingers of his right hand, and the other end was connected to the whole body of the puppet.

"What do you want to do!" One of the Foundation Establishment cultivators yelled in horror, because his body was out of control, and it was extremely difficult to even move his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, dozens of silk threads composed of spiritual power were trapped in his joints, and the other end was also in the hands of the monk who formed the alchemy!
"Puppeteer! You are a puppet master!" The tone of the other person has changed, his body has been manipulated by silk threads, only his mouth can move.

"Hehehe, it seems that I am quite famous, you two, your token is mine!" As soon as the voice fell, I saw the five fingers of the man's right hand constantly twitching, and the puppet in front of him was controlled by him, The token was found and handed over to him.

"Okay... the token is yours, let us go!"

"Hey hey hey... My monks, why not be afraid of death, two fellow Taoists, I will treat your physical bodies well, don't complain if you go down." With a sinister smile, the two screamed, and the puppet His hands were like sharp knives, piercing their chests decisively!

After killing two people, the alchemy cultivator put the puppet into the storage ring, and with his right hand stained with blood on the ground, he kept drawing on the bodies of the two people. After the runes spread all over his body, he put the two bodies into the storage ring. Inside the ring.

After doing all this, the person left slowly and quickly disappeared into the mist.

Just aware of the fluctuation of spiritual power, Xiang Qi didn't see what happened here, just in a daze, an ethereal figure swung out from the mist in front of him.

This figure looks like an illusion, blending with the mist, ragged clothes, dull eyes, holding a dilapidated long sword in his hand, the blade is full of gaps, just like a wandering soul!

As soon as this wandering soul appeared, he frowned, just because he could feel a coercion that was not weaker than his own. This wandering soul was probably already at the alchemy cultivation level before his death, at least in the middle stage of alchemy.

(End of this chapter)