Rise of Qinglian

"Physical repair!"

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

I don't know why, but Wang Changsheng's eyes on Shangfangmu made him feel a little nervous. He heard that the monks of the magic way have special hobbies. This guy is carrying a coffin on his body. 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 seems to be a physical cultivator too. Ordinary immortal cultivators will not block his blow so easily .

Wang Changsheng shouted, raised the blue cloud stick high, and threw it at Fangmu.

The corners of Fang Mu's mouth turned up slightly, his shoulders shrugged, and the black coffin fell from his body, making a big hole in the ground.

He waved a long black stick and faced Wang Changsheng.

The blue cloud stick collided with the long black stick, and there was a "clang clang" sound of metal colliding.

The quality of the long black stick in Fang Mu's hand is obviously better than that of the blue cloud stick. Wang Changsheng didn't dare to fight. surgery.

Fang Mu was caught off guard and had no time to react. Wang Changsheng swung the blue cloud stick and threw it at Fang Mu's head.

Even if Fang Mu is a body repairer, his head will not be made of iron, and Wang Changsheng is confident that he will smash his head to pieces.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Fang Mu's mouth, a dazzling black light lit up on his body surface, he could vaguely see a black chain mail, 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, forgetting about the magic weapon of his life, and wearing a high-grade defensive magic weapon on his body, this Fang Mu's net worth is too rich!

With a thought in Wang Changsheng's mind, the crow puppet and the green eagle puppet flew towards him.

Puppet beasts are mainly divided into defensive, attack, and auxiliary types. Attack types are divided into various types, land, high altitude, underwater, and underground. Puppet beasts above the second level can release intermediate-level spells. For the specific spells that can be released, see Refining It depends on the refiner's refining level.

Fire spirit stones are needed to release fire spells, gold spirit stones are needed for gold spells, and the most precious one is naturally thunder spirit stones.

Wang Changsheng can only get five-element spirit stones now. The crow puppet can release the mid-level spell Hundred Blades Slash, the green eagle puppet can release the mid-level spell Wind Spirit Sword, the spider puppet can release the spider web spell, and the giant bear puppet can release the black wind roar, tiger-shaped Puppets can release red flames to defend against puppet beasts, but he can't refine them for the time being.

The crow puppet opened its mouth and sprayed out dozens of red flame blades, and the green carving puppet opened its mouth and sprayed out dozens of blue lightsabers, hitting Fang Mu.

The boots under Fang Mu's feet shone brightly, and his figure retreated rapidly, and the red fire blade and the blue lightsaber hit the air.

"Booming" explosions 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, and shook it fiercely. The light on the flag rose sharply, and a large piece of piercing white cold air swept out, covering the bone corpse.

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 green eagle puppet, so he had no time to separate himself.

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

When Wang Changsheng pinched it, the tiger-shaped puppet jumped up and rushed towards Fang Mu. The spider puppet and black bear puppet pulled out and rushed towards Fang Mu.

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

His natal magic weapon is more powerful, but it needs a certain amount of time to cast the spell. Wang Changsheng didn't give Fang Mu any time to cast the spell.

Fangmu Fajue pinched it, and the coffin boards of the black coffin flew up, and a boy with handsome features jumped out of the coffin.

The boy was wearing black iron armor, his hands were stretched out, 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, zombies were all blue-faced and long-toothed. This was the first time he had seen a zombie with delicate features.

Zombies feed on blood, and mortals, monsters, and cultivators are the food of zombies, but what makes Wang Changsheng wonder is, isn't the bigger the zombie, the better? Such a small zombie must have been killed at a very young age! The sorcerer is really cruel, in order to refine zombies, he even kills such a small child.

Unable to help Wang Changsheng think too much, the little zombie jumped towards him.

With a jump of its legs, it can jump two feet away. The Xuanbing Banner in Wang Changsheng's hand suddenly trembled, and there was a loud "chi chi", and dense white ice needles flew out, hitting the little zombie, and there was a burst of noise. With a muffled sound, the white ice needle seemed to hit the metal.

The white ice needle hit the little zombie's face, even its skin couldn't be broken.

Wang Changsheng frowned, and the Xuanbing Banner in his hand shook violently, a large piece of piercing white cold air swept out, facing the little zombie that was rushing.

The body of the little zombie froze quickly, and was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Fang Mu frowned, and sacrificed a black gourd the size of a palm, and hit it with a formula, the black gourd rose in the wind, and it could be seen that there was a pattern of flames engraved on the surface of the black gourd.

As soon as Fang Mu's technique 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.

Billowing black flames submerged the black bear puppet, and the black bear puppet was burnt to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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

Fang Mu was about to take other measures when a sharp devil's cry came from his arms.

He frowned slightly, and took out a palm-sized black disc from his pocket. Black runes the size of rice grains were dotted across the surface of the black disc, vaguely forming a ferocious grimace.

He hit a spell on it, and a hurried man's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother, we have found the hiding place of that traitor. We followed your instructions and did not disturb him. Come here quickly."

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

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

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

Wang Changsheng sneered, although the gourd magic weapon Fang Mu sacrificed was powerful, but there were still many puppets on him, and Fang Mu might not be able to stop it when they rushed up.

Fang Mu rolled his eyes, and said seriously: "I destroyed your second-order puppet beast, and I can give you compensation, but as a condition, you have to tell me where you got the Yin-type material on your body. , especially those few Yin beads, don’t tell me that you got them by accident, only places with particularly strong Yin energy will have good quality Yin beads.”

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

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

Without further ado, Fang Mu took out 3,000 spirit stones, and according to Wang Changsheng's instructions, put the spirit stones on a piece of coarse cloth.

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

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

"Ghost Abyss? Tell me about the specific situation of this ghost abyss."

Fang Mu suddenly became interested.

Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment, and briefly talked about Guiyuan's situation.

Anyway, Guiyuan has been sealed, and what's inside is none of his business, so it doesn't hurt to tell Fang Mu.

Fang Mu nodded secretly after hearing Wang Changsheng's statement.

"I still have something to do. If there is a destiny, let's fight again next time."

Fang Mufajue pinched it, and the black gourd sprayed out a large burst of flames, melting the ice on the skeleton and the little zombie.

Wang Changsheng's face was full of vigilance, and he sacrificed three blue throwing knives. The crow puppet and the green eagle puppet hovered on top of the square wood.

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

Wang Changsheng looked at Fang Mu's leaving back, frowning.

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

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