Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 236 Refining the God of Death Puppet! (2)
Ling Wushuang glanced at it sideways, didn't pay much attention to it, and stepped into the spacious cave.

The surrounding vegetation is lush, and the natural aura is lush. In the cave, dozens of stalactites as thick as a person hang upside down, like mushrooms after a spring rain. Milky white liquid drips out of the tips, and gathers on the ground. the sound of.

After Ling Wushuang walked in, he looked around quickly with his eyes. Finally, he turned around and raised his hand towards the entrance of the cave, mobilizing the life force in his body. There was a crackling sound, and the plants at the entrance of the cave grew wildly with the wind. In an instant, Then the hole several meters high was completely sealed.

Ling Wushuang clapped his hands, and sat cross-legged on a cool stone in the cave. His eyes suddenly darkened, and his expression became a little serious. With a flip of his wrist, the simple and magnificent Shennong Ding burst out of the air, rotating and zooming in to the height of a person.

On the dark tripod wall, the ancient creatures carved are lifelike, and even suddenly, you can see the phantom of a three-legged bird flying around it.

"Bump—"

At this time, there were several muffled noises inside the cauldron, and a piece of the cauldron wall bulged out, and the suspended cauldron body also swayed. The thing that was bumped into was bumpy and twisted into a ball.

"Could it be a counterfeit?!" Ling Wushuang was terrified, his back felt a little cold, and he was afraid that the pitch-black tripod in front of him would be smashed to pieces in the next second.

However, no matter how twisted it was, there was still no rupture. Ling Wushuang felt relieved, but also sweated, "It's really strong!"

You know, the things locked here are two god-level death puppets, that's not a joke, if she can't suppress it and is rushed out by them, she will really die.

If Zhanxiu and others knew about it, they would definitely roll their eyes with contempt. Now you know how to be afraid?How could it be done at that time!

The Shennong Ding was created at the beginning of the world, the primordial majesty of the heaven and the earth, and the mysterious and yellow aura. It is both rigid and soft. The rigid can be made into a copper wall, and the soft can be made into hazy clouds. Although with Ling Wushuang's current strength, he can't make the best use of it. However, it is more than enough to suppress a few god-level puppets.

In the empty stone cave, the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong continued. Ling Wushuang squeezed his chin to observe for a long time, and murmured to himself: "The mysterious and yellow energy in the Shennong cauldron is transformed into an illusion, which should be able to eliminate the hostility of the death puppet. If I add another fire, I will succeed!"

She wants to refine the death puppet, and then use it for her!
Ling Wushuang's eyes were bright, he made up his mind, flipped his palms, and with a pop, a string of blood-red flames sprang up in the quiet cave, and the temperature in the confined space suddenly increased several times in vain.

"Try it for you!" Ling Wushuang smiled lightly, as if recommending a delicious dish.

While speaking, she flicked the flame in her hand, and the flame of chaos shot into the Shennong Cauldron, and the fire suddenly burst into flames, and at the same time, it shook violently a few times!

"Bump—"

The crimson flames in the cauldron were lingering, and the sound of impact became more intense as the flames of chaos burned, like a fierce ghost being burned by sky fire, struggling desperately, and making cracking sounds like bones dislocated from time to time.

"Bump—"

Ling Wushuang's red lips hooked slightly, and she raised her hand very calmly, adding a fire.

Ling Wushuang is a low-level saint at this time, and the fire of chaos refined to such a level, even the strong like the medicine saint, and even the sub-god-level masters, have to avoid its edge, but it can't hurt the peak gods At most, it will only lose a layer of skin, so Ling Wushuang has no scruples, not afraid of burning it to ashes with a fire, adding a fire from time to time next to it, even leisurely.

"Bump—"

"laugh--"

The crimson fire seems to be able to burn everything, and the invisible black and yellow air lingers out, and the dead air in the Devourer Cauldron makes little scoffing sounds of water and fire.

After about several hours, the movement inside the Shennong Cauldron gradually subsided, and finally returned to calm. The entire cave was so quiet that the sound of water droplets falling could be heard.

Ling Wushuang's eyes lighted slightly, and finally, he raised his hand and injected life force into the cauldron, completely washing away the hostility in the death puppet!

"call--"

A few more hours passed, Ling Wushuang let out a long breath, and then put down his hands, sweating slightly on his forehead, staring at the Shennong Cauldron suspended in mid-air, Ling Wushuang waved his hand to extinguish the chaotic fire inside, in the quiet space , has long since returned to calm.

At this moment, Ling Wushuang's nerves were at its most tense. She frowned and observed for a long time, and finally her eyes were fixed. With a wave of her hand, the Shennong Ding, which was one person tall, spun and shone brightly. In the next second, it quickly became smaller, and the two The death puppet came out and stood on Ling Wushuang expressionlessly.

Taking a closer look, they were originally burly and black torsos, but at this moment, they turned into a piece of silvery white, just like the silver spirit of Da Luo. The two puppets of death were shining and silvery all over their bodies, as if they were wearing silver helmets. First.

Moreover, after being tempered by the flames of chaos, the two puppets of the god of death have undergone a qualitative leap in the toughness of their bodies. Even in the realm of peak gods, few people can match them.

"Successful!" Ling Wushuang narrowed his pupils slightly, looking at the two puppets of death who did not move in front of him, his eyes were a little excited.

The dead energy that drove them to ruthlessly kill has been completely washed away. The two puppets are as clean and pure as newborn babies. As long as they are imprinted, they can become their masters and be at their mercy!

Ling Wushuang's red lips hooked lightly, forcing out two drops of blood essence from his body, and waving his hands into the brains of the two death puppets, the two red lights flashed, and two indistinct connections poured into Ling Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness .

Ling Wushuang thought to herself, do you want them to torture themselves? The two blows she suffered in the celestial tomb almost broke her bones. For this debt, someone must take revenge, right?She has a lot of grudges.

Ling Wushuang pinched his chin, stared thoughtfully at the two puppets of death in front of him, and smiled like a villain...

However, after thinking about it for a while, Ling Wushuang curled his lips and did not put this wicked idea into action.

With a thought, the two puppets turned around and stood guard at the entrance of the cave without making a sound, obedient to orders, looking like warriors with swords in their sheaths, they will become the most loyal warriors only when the Lord gives an order, Charge.

"In this case, going to the holy city will give you some more protection!" Ling Wushuang wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with a wave of his hand, and bent his lips in a good mood. This adventure is worth it, with two gods A puppet of the first rank, what else is she afraid of?Unless you meet a master of the alien rank.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Wushuang took out the liquid energy stone that was shining at that moment carefully, and shook it carefully with his slender hands.

(End of this chapter)