Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

Chen Huan did not go directly to the place where Thirteen Yao was, but quickly came to the surroundings. After several spiritual explorations, he did not detect the violent battle fluctuations, and began to slowly sprinkle a large number of puppets around the ground.

These puppets were basically miscellaneous puppets made by the puppet factory in the body. They had two functions, one was cannon fodder, and the other was to serve as a springboard for the arrival of the original heavenly demon.

He must meet Thirteen Yao. Now that everything has been completed, the rest is accumulation. Thirteen Yao represents the right to speak for the six sects. He alone can decide half of the gold and stone mines in the entire southern border. No matter how strong Chen Huan is, he can't dig it himself. As long as he maintains a good trade, he can explode rapidly.

However, he can't let him participate in the battle. Since he began to understand the truth of this world, he has become more and more aware of how terrifying it is to cultivate a road for 120,000 years.

The original body stayed as far away as possible, hiding his breath and hiding deep underground.

It was only when he arrived underground that he found that there was no sand or soil underground at this time. It was simply a pool of underground blood.

He could only escape all the way down. Fortunately, the blood sea spread by Murong Jing was not deep. Its real purpose was to isolate the earth veins.

Chen Huan bypassed the blood sea and hid directly under the rock and soil layer under Murong Jing's blood sea.

Then he summoned several figurines and slowly explored the surroundings. His spiritual consciousness shuttled through the air and soon saw a paper man swaying in the air. The space next to him was flickering. Sometimes a ship appeared, and sometimes a snow mountain appeared, as if it was in chaos.

He looked at the flickering space and found that it was almost the same as Hongye's strange domain.

There was no fierce fighting. He relaxed a little. Chen Huan controlled the knight figurine and slowly appeared. When he realized the extreme wilderness of the Tao rhyme, the decayed disaster wind in the desert was no longer so terrible. He stepped on the sand and approached against the wind.

The first to notice was Murong Jing. The blood-colored bird he turned into fluttered in the air and looked down at the puppet riding a horse from the distant desert.

The puppet was a combination of a horse and a man, with a slashing knife hanging from his waist and a long spear in his hand. His body was mottled and covered with cracks, yet full of strange beauty. He hurried through the desert and came close.

But at this moment, the sand rolled, a red light flashed, and a blood leech as thick as a forearm lay on the horse's head, and a sound came out of its twisted mouth:

"Hey, I heard you came out of the Loulan Stone, can you share some of your experience with me?"

The voice was lazy, as if chatting.

Chen Huan immediately pulled the reins of the horse, and the sand scattered everywhere. Murong Jing's first question made his cheek twitch, and he thought to himself that when a lie appears, countless lies must be used to cover it up.

Chen Huan had no way to answer this question, so he simply ignored Murong Jing and looked up at the Thirteen Yao in the air:

"

I don't know what deal the Sect Master wants.

"I have heard of your great name for a long time."

The paper man Thirteen Yao also slowly landed on the horse's head.

He looked at the salt lake in the distance and said:

"That great formation, regardless of my personal energy, the loss of my men, and the collection of materials, would have taken a thousand years."

"I wanted to keep some time to produce more Loulan stones, but now you have changed your mind, how should I calculate it?"

Chen Huan was silent for a while, lowered his head and looked at the paper man and said:

"I don't want to beat around the bush, so why don't you just tell me the price."

The paper figurine pointed its short finger at its forehead:

"How about coming to my Yaofu Sect to be the deputy sect leader? I will satisfy you with everything you want."

Chen Huan smiled:

"Sect Master, you are joking. I just used your formation. It is not my turn to sell myself into slavery."

"Besides..."

He looked at Thirteen Yao and said solemnly:

"Don't you want to know how I changed your formation?"

The paper man bent his arms, as if he was thinking with his chin propped up:

"My formation changed the fate of the Tooth Spirit Fish through my hands, allowing it to give birth to a rarer bloodline, thus forming Loulan Crystal."

The paper man suddenly looked up, and a vertical eye suddenly appeared on its flat face. The eye opened wide, revealing a hint of disbelief:

"Have you been to the Sand Vortex? Can you make it advance further?"

Chen Huan frowned at first, then remained silent.

The Sand Vortex is the huge vortex in the center of the Desert Fish Dance. It is also the gathering place of all Loulan stones. There is a very small probability of Loulan crystals being born there.

But it is also the most dangerous place in the entire Loulan land. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a Jedi.

Seeing that Chen Huan seemed to have agreed, Thirteen Yao could not help but fly up slowly, as if looking at the desert:

"The Tooth Spirit Fish is not a creature of this world, but it can pass through the underground destructive flames without any hindrance, which means that migration is a natural trend and one of the rules of heaven and earth. Do you know what it means if the Tooth Spirit Fish gives birth to an emperor?"

Chen Huan nodded and said:

"A rule of life, or a rule of the universe with thoughts."

Thirteen Yao raised his short arm and pointed at the desert.

"It means that all fish will bow their heads, and the sand vortex will no longer be underground, but will appear at the place where the emperor was born."

"This is no worse than you lying in the dome's rotten wind"

"This is what I came here to talk to the Sect Master about. Please ask the Sect Master to withdraw the disciples guarding the fishing path."

Chen Huan nodded and gave a sincere suggestion.

The vertical pupil of the paper man scanned the puppet in front of him, and finally smiled and said:

"Interesting, I want to see if you have the ability to control this rule. If you really have it, then you should be the king of this world.".............

This world is called Tiannanjie, and no one knows the origin of the name. It is divided into two places by a sky curtain wall, the inner domain and the southern border. Hengshan Sect and Tianxing Sect are not far apart, one is closer to the Wan Yao Mountains in the inner domain, and the other is closer to the sky curtain wall.

The land under the jurisdiction of Hengshan Sect is almost all plains, except for Hengshan Sect, where a mountain range suddenly rises from the ground in the entire plain. The peaks of the mountain range are strange, and there are 72 peaks.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, people are crowded and boasting.

"As expected of Senior Brother Yang Ziqiu, his cultivation level is about to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."A yellow-clad disciple stretched his neck and looked at the tall cultivator in the center of the arena and said with emotion

"Don't call me Senior Brother Yang anymore. You are a deacon now, so you should call me Elder."

"A bunch of sissies from Yanyue Sect are here to provoke my Hengshan Sect, hahahaha,���It's ridiculous. Disciples can't beat disciples, and elders can beat elders. Yang Ziqiu severely injured them in one round."

"I really don't know how the Yanyue Sect can be called one of the three sects together with us."

Another disciple clasped his arms across his chest, his face full of pride as a disciple of the Hengshan Sect.

"Elder Yang is a true disciple in the Jindan stage, and he has been invincible since then. How can he be compared with those miscellaneous elders?"

There are also disciples who are not surprised.

But just after he finished speaking, he heard the disciples next to him muttering:

"I remember that during the time when Elder Yang was a true disciple, he seemed to have lost to a core disciple of the Tianxing Sect named Huang Feiyu."

This person's voice was very low, but Yang Ziqiu, who was in the field, suddenly turned his head and looked at him. This glance directly frightened him and he broke into a cold sweat. He hurriedly lowered his head and hid behind his companions.

Then he heard Yang Ziqiu say with disdain:

"Huang Feiyu? If he hadn't promised me benefits when he became the true disciple, and played a play with him, he would be ridiculous. I could kill him with one punch!"

He brushed his clothes and continued:

"Now he and Li Kuifeng's true disciple are just traitors, how can they compare with me."

Then he looked around and pretended to be questioning:

"Over the past hundreds and thousands of years, have you ever seen a disciple of our Hengshan Sect betray the sect?"

All the disciples raised their heads and laughed:

"No! Hahahaha"

"Tianxing Sect? They can't even control their own disciples, how can they compare with our Hengshan Sect?"

"The leader is virtuous, the elders are harmonious, the disciples love each other, and the Taoism is unparalleled. This is our Hengshan Sect, the epitome of the righteous way."

When he said this, not only he, but all the Hengshan Sect disciples in the audience were full of pride, and their recognition of the Hengshan Sect's identity reached the extreme.

Just as he was speaking, deep underground, a dark formation like an altar began to emit light.

The light was like a reptile, outlining the entire continuous mountain range underground, and then directly climbed up to the surface of all the peaks, glowing with fluorescence, embroidering the peaks with exquisite starlight patterns.

All the disciples and even the elders looked at this scene in amazement.

"Wow, what is this? It's so beautiful."

Such a glittering color made many female disciples' eyes sparkle with stars. They all watched the array patterns converge towards the top of the mountain, and then watched the beautiful rainbow covering the sky with exclamations.

At this time, Shi Changsheng's vast voice seemed to cross the space and echo across the world:

"Ditan, the world is reversed!!"

The moment the words fell, the mountain seemed to be forced into a crusher. The huge mountain sank rapidly and turned into thick earth power and drilled into the underground Ditan.

Including all the disciples and elders above, they didn't even have time to change their expressions from pride to pain, and they all turned into spiritual energy and drilled into the Ditan.

This scene happened continuously on the 34 peaks of Hengshan Sect.

Not a trace of blood was revealed.

In the desert strange area, Shi Changsheng's 72 caves and secret realms reappeared! The next moment, the golden light was overwhelming, and it turned directly into 99.

If Chen Huan saw it, he would definitely be surprised, because this appearance was just like the hanging needle vertical stroke in the Tianquan Secret Realm back then.

Illusion turns to gold,���Like a god!

He opened his eyes and looked at the sky in the strange domain, and said calmly:

"What heavenly secret realm, Loulan stone, or red spider lily? I, Shi Changsheng, only believe in myself. With a little more luck, I can cross the Wind and Thunder Cliff by myself!"