nine coffins

Chapter 183 Undead Doll
For a long time, whether it was the Northern Cold Rebellion or the current Tu Jinliu Town, all the actions of the Immortal Ghost Sect.Amu thought it was for the ghost coffin in his body, but he didn't expect that what the Immortal Ghost Sect was asking for was the ghost coffin that he had only heard of and had never seen before.

Amu will never forget that Han Qianli's expression changes every time he mentions the ghost coffin, which seems to be a kind of taboo.

Nine coffins get one, and they can control the Three Realms!But it seems that the coffin is threatening to die!But Amu has never seen the ghost coffin, and the secret of the ghost coffin seems to be unknown to the Immortal Ghost Sect.

"The ghost coffin is the sacred object of my fairy ghost sect! Return it to its original owner! Otherwise, you will only follow in the footsteps of those ants!" Fu Hunzi's voice became colder, and his left hand gently stroked the puppet's head, his movements were extremely gentle .

And the light in the puppet's eyes became even hotter and restless, as if Amu was his food.

"The hatred of slaughtering the village is irreconcilable!" Amu's icy voice sent chills all over the body.

At this point, all talk is unnecessary.

When Bai Ying moved, Amu raised his right hand.The black rattan, which had been silent for many years, let out a dragon chant, and a black light swept directly towards Fuhunzi, and the endless magic spread.

Although the two seem to be tepid, they are both attentive and alert to each other.Seeing Amu's attack, Fuhunzi's face remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed slightly.There was actually a faint smile, but the scar was even more ferocious.

"Xiao Hun, it's time to eat!" There was a trace of tenderness in Fu Hunzi's dry voice, and he slightly lifted his left hand that was originally resting on the puppet's head.

"Jie Jie Jie——" the master spoke, and the humanoid puppet, like a wild horse unleashed, came out of its scorpion, accompanied by bursts of piercing ghostly laughter, soared into the air, and rushed towards Amu.

"Huh!" Amu snorted coldly, and with a thought, the black rattan slightly changed direction and drew directly towards the puppet.

The black rattan is the most precious treasure of the demon family. Since Amu became an immortal, he has been invincible.

And the puppet in front of him smiled strangely, stretched out his hand, and went straight to the black rattan to catch it.Wu Gui, a high-ranking monk of the Immortal Ghost Sect, did this kind of action once during the Northern Cold War, but unfortunately it was unsuccessful.

There was a crisp sound of "啪——", as Amu expected, Hei Teng directly smashed the puppet's arms apart.

Amu's face remained unchanged, but a trace of surprise flashed in Fuhunzi's eyes.

Although it was just throwing stones to ask for directions, the material of Fuhunzi's puppet is the real body of a thousand-year-old tree demon, supplemented by refining with the secret method of the Immortal Ghost Sect, even high-level immortal treasures are hard to hurt.

Unexpectedly, the black cane would break the doll's arm in a flash, how could Fuhunzi not be surprised?
But it was just surprise, Fuhunzi's body didn't move at all, obviously that puppet must have a backhand.

Sure enough, seeing the puppet with the broken arm kept laughing strangely, the green light in his eyes was even brighter, and the silver light flickered at the broken arm, like an electric arc, and there was a "chi chi" sound.

"Crack! Kick!"

Seeing that the broken arm suddenly regenerates like a bamboo joint, a new puppet arm is instantly formed, while the arm scattered on the ground directly turns into green smoke.

"Hiss—" the puppet grinned, and directly sucked the green smoke into its mouth. "Jie Jie Jie—" After swallowing his own things, the puppet looked extremely satisfied.

Amu couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw it.The things of the Immortal Ghost Sect are indeed very strange.

"Quick!" Amu thought again, and the black vine turned into a thread, heading straight for the puppet's eyebrows.Although he has never practiced the art of puppetry, but Amu has a deep understanding of the way of soul dance, it is expected that the two are similar.

There must be a place on this puppet that communicates with Fuhunzi, as long as this part is broken, the puppet will be useless.Therefore, this time, Amu went straight to the brow of the doll, because this may be the connection.

The black cane is far better than the flying sword, and it goes straight to the eyebrows, unstoppable.

The puppet didn't resist this time, but moved with lightning speed, turned into an afterimage, dodged the black rattan, and then turned into a claw with one hand, and came straight to Amu's throat.

The puppet's hands were dry and slender, shaped like chicken feet, with fingers like bamboo joints, and at this moment there was a strange, spooky black awn.

"Coercion in the soul realm?" Amu frowned, the puppet was still three feet away from him, but there was endless coercion coming.

Now Amunai is a Dzogchen monk of the Holy Spirit Intermediary, and the power that can make him feel the oppressive power of the soul must be pure soul-level coercion.

"I didn't expect this puppet to be equivalent to a real soul-level master!" This was far beyond Amu's expectations.

Amu retreated sharply, and the Myriad Demon Transformation Immortal Art was deployed.Today's Myriad Demon Transformation Immortal Art is by no means comparable to what it used to be. If you are fighting a monk below the soul level, then Amu can directly kill the opponent with the Myriad Demon Transformation Immortal Art and magic consciousness.

As soon as the Wanmohuaxianjue came out, the pressure on the soul was greatly reduced.But after all, that is the coercion of the soul level, and the gap between levels cannot be easily filled.

Under the pressure of the soul, Amu's figure was still a little slower.The puppet's hand has already reached in front of Amu.

"Hmph!" Amu raised his eyebrows.In fact, there are still several ways for Amu to avoid the doll at this time, but ever since he arrived in Liuzhen, Amu has been feeling depressed in his heart and needs to vent it.

Raising his left hand suddenly, it turned into a fist, and the power of thousands of demon spirits condensed, like a hammer that shook the sky, and directly met the sharp claws of the puppet.

"boom--"

Amu's left hand collided with the puppet's sharp claws, arousing thousands of air currents in the void, chi chi chaotically.

"Jie Jie——" The puppet smiled strangely and flew out, the hand was already shattered.

"Hmm!" Amu snorted, and slid several tens of feet away, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"What a puppet!" At this time, Amu can say that the bones of the fairy are complete, and the body of the devil is comparable to that of King Kong.One punch is enough to shatter a mountain peak.

But I didn't expect that the confrontation with that puppet would be a tie.

"The body of a demon cultivator is really unusual!" Fuhunzi's voice was faint and fuzzy.The gray robe and black and white long hair fluttered slightly with the wind, and he fell towards an outsider watching the excitement.

"Naughty animal!" Amu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.At the same time, I saw that the puppet's hand recovered as before.

But at the moment when the puppet recovered, Amu raised one hand in the air.

Just now he missed a blow, the black vine floating in the void, like a Hidden Dragon waiting in the darkness, suddenly turned into tens of feet, like a pillar of the sky, caught in a cloud of black wind, and swept towards the puppet .

At this moment, when the puppet had just swallowed the green smoke, when it was half intoxicated, it seemed that none of them avoided it.

Just listen to the loud sound of "boom--click--".Dust and smoke are everywhere, tens of feet high.

Hei Teng Tiao let out a dragon cry, and flew back into Amu's hand.And the doll parts scattered all over the ground were lifeless for a while.

"Oh?" Fu Hunzi frowned, "I didn't expect you to see the opportunity?"

It turned out that this puppet was considered immortal, and any physical attack would be ineffective against this puppet.No matter where it is broken, it can be reborn.But there is a weakness, that is, his reaction is the slowest when he inhales the green smoke that his body turns into.

Fuhunzi didn't expect that Amu could see through this almost negligible weakness of the puppet before three rounds came.

"It seems that the old man is really going to use some tricks today!" Fu Hunzi looked at the dolls scattered on the ground, only slightly surprised, but without the slightest heartache.

"Soul Gathering!"

Fu Hunzi finally moved, raised his left hand into a claw, and traces of electric light flew out from between his fingers, heading straight for the broken body and broken arm on the ground.

With a chirping sound, those electric glows enveloped everything in an instant.

"Crack-knock-"

Those parts resonated instantly, jumping continuously on the ground, like wooden elves.Limbs regenerated, broken arms continued.The puppet reorganized in the blink of an eye, jumped up suddenly, and danced.

The strange laughter of "Jie Jie" resounded through the void again, as if mocking Amu.

"Splitting soul!" Fuhunzi made a seal with his hands on his chest, and saw the puppet dancing in the void with strange steps.

One becomes two, two becomes three, three becomes four...

Every time the puppet dances, there will be an extra puppet that is exactly the same.There are ten dolls, like twin brothers.In addition to the different postures, the expression looks like a copy.

They stood in a circle, with the same evil expression, the same green eyes.

The ghostly laughter of "Jie Jie" is ear-piercing and disturbing.The gray fog in Liuzhen is thicker, and thousands of innocent souls seem to resonate.

"This puppet, old man, one can be transformed into three, three can be transformed into ten thousand, immortal! You'd better capture it with your hands and save effort!" Fu Hunzi said coldly, as if this was an ultimatum to Amu.

"It's a little troublesome!" Amu's tone was calm, even a little sarcasm.

Just now he had been quietly watching Fuhunzi cast spells, without moving.At this time, he suddenly missed the remnants of the coffin.If the remnant wood of the coffin is in hand and all kinds of magic weapons are melted, the doll might be turned into black smoke directly.

It's a pity that the remnants of the coffin automatically repaired the magic coffin, and the magic coffin was a killer weapon that he couldn't mobilize at will.

The black light disappeared, and Amu put away the black rattan.Since physical attacks are ineffective, Amu naturally needs to change methods.

Looking at the ten puppets who were as crazy as a child's success, Amu sneered in his heart.Originally, he didn't want to use the means immediately, but it seems that he will use them in advance.

Goodbye, Amu's right hand lightly caressed the center of the brow, the red light flashed suddenly, and an extremely powerful and inexplicable aura spread out.

Fuhunzi, who had been calm just now, changed his expression slightly for the first time.

"Ancient atmosphere?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around Amu fluctuated slightly.

The ancient aura condensed, and ten black shadows appeared one by one. The endless aura of antiquity instantly suppressed that Jie Jie's ghostly laughter and the screams of the innocent soul in the gray fog of Liuzhen.

At this time, Fuhunzi looked solemn and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The burly figure transformed by ten streaks of black energy has blurred nose, eyes and features, not very real.Wearing heavy armor, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, and the armor, spear, and shield are real objects, not soul objects.

The pitch-black battle armor, ancient and colorful, exudes endless antiquity and vicissitudes, and the faint blackness exudes a strong breath of death.At the same time, the pitch-black Changge has a simple and simple style. Although I don't know what level of treasure it is, its bold fighting spirit is enough to kill everything.

The black shield is extremely thick, with the head of an unknown monster embossed on it, like a dragon, not a dragon, like a tiger, not a tiger, with round bloody eyes, a huge mouth open, and exposed fangs. beast.

"Desolate Ancient Battle Spirit?" The scar on Fuhunzi's face twitched slightly, and he took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)