This group of players is more cunning than cunning

The appearance of those strange souls made everyone feel a sudden shock.

Is this a soul bubble?

"No, this is a man-made wandering ember."

Li Youzhu and Jiao Wuyu stood together, looking at the gloomy and dark atmosphere, and murmured: "It's related to the soul. That gloomy smell reminds me of the breath of a certain earth vein."

"Sacrifice yourself, and some kind of weird appears?"

Jiao Wuyu looked at the very weak bow and arrow phantom, and was extremely alert in his heart:

"What kind of evil magic is this? These are the magic cultivators in the villa. Could it be that they have cultivated their family spiritual roots and advanced them to become soul separation flowers, which can separate the soul?"

After the blacksmiths committed suicide, they showed a morbid smile of satisfaction.

"Hahahaha!"

"My Lord, come!"

Died on the spot.

In the previous boss battle against the Crow King, they knew that the strength was too different and they could not cause physical damage, so they built a bell room and used mental attacks that did not need to break through the physical defense - sound vibration.

The strength gap in front of them was even greater.

They

First gave the other party a strong deterrence in consciousness.

Regardless of whether the other party believes it or not, just like the trash talk before the war, it is definitely worth it to get a good mentality first.

Now it seems that the effect is not bad.

Jiuzu was already stunned and felt inexplicable, as if he saw an incomprehensible madman, a cultist who was more evil than the devil cultivator.

Puff!

The more than 40 black shadow archers produced by suicide suddenly bent their bows and shot arrows.

Aiming at the seriously injured dragon flesh corpse puppet.

A volley.

Shoot ten arrows at the cultivator of the same level, and the mental toxin will split.

Shoot high-level cultivators, the amount of toxin is too low, maybe one hundred arrows, one thousand arrows, the amount of toxin is enough to split.

Of course, what kind of mother will give birth to what kind of shadow.

Attack the mouse and give birth to a shadow weaker than the mouse.

If the opponent is a giant dragon, giving birth to a split shadow, then the opponent's combat power is also close.

Gradually, the seriously injured corpse puppet successfully conceived for ten months, and split into a black shadow archer with a clearly strong aura, with a cold look.

"Three Yuan Realm." Li Youzhu stepped back cautiously, looking at the black shadow that had climbed up.

"It has nothing to do with me, but with the strength of the enemy. This is a rare unknown soul poison! The toxin causes the soul to split and forces a soul bubble to be produced."

Jiao Wuyu's face was filled with an irrepressible shock, "Are those demon cultivators on the mountain hiding so deeply?"

I didn't expect that I would see such a terrifying scene before I died.

The demon cultivators on the mountain actually had an internal conflict!

They have to deal with the Nine Ancestors themselves.

The reason is understandable. If the Nine Ancestors awaken, it will inevitably affect their ruling status and even attract the arrival of powerful people from high places.

They don't want to encounter the purge of the court.

Even more, they have to hide their secrets, such as this top-grade spiritual root that has just advanced, which even has the potential to be a heavenly spiritual root.

The new spiritual root does not have a matching technique and magical power.

They obviously have to continue to lie dormant, accumulate foundation, and mature the matching techniques of the spiritual root.

Therefore, the awakened Nine Ancestors will attract the attention of powerful people, and they avoid this disaster.

"Shooting?"

The Ninth Ancestor blocked two long-range full-strength attacks from other ancestors and was seriously injured. He frowned slightly:

"I have been in seclusion for so long that even my blood has changed. It is not the separation of flesh and blood, but the separation of soul?"

He also suspected that his family's spiritual roots had advanced.

Because this is the most reasonable explanation.

"The poison of the soul is so strong. If there is this thing, it will be a real disaster. Thousands of troops and overwhelming soul bubbles."

He reached out and grabbed the arrows shot at the puppets, grinning: "The people who used them are too bad. It would be better if they didn't hit them."

The blacksmiths shouted enthusiastically: "It's useless. Summon the great Lord to come!"

In an instant, more than a dozen powerful black shadows came running from a distance, striding like meteors, bending their bows and shooting.

And each of them showed evil and arrogant sneers like a boss:

"You are just the Ninth Ancestor, why did you betray the villa?"

"Unfilial father, you have already chosen your own death!"

"I will kill myself to defeat you!"

"The weather is cold, you deserve to die."

They are all close to the cultivation of the Three Yuan Realm, with firm faces and solemn expressions, striding forward, bending their bows and shooting arrows.

——Those soul bubbles have consciousness!

Jiao Wuyu immediately knew what happened.

"Where did so many people commit suicide?" The Ninth Ancestor's face twitched, and he looked in the direction where the other party appeared. That position seemed to be the direction of the retreat of the Eighth Ancestor Qizu.

Affected by the picture just now, he instinctively thought:

There, like here, there are powerful cultivators stabbing themselves and sacrificing themselves?

Time goes back to the past.

In the paper house.

"Old Ancestor, we are in danger." Su Yu Niang begged bitterly.

Qi Zu was fishing and felt a little irritated:

"I've already given it to you. You hold the talisman and aim it. I'll sense the direction and launch the attack. I'm in seclusion at a critical moment and can't leave."

He completed his self-awareness.

"That talisman can only be used once."

Su Yu Niang cried, "What era is it now? Who still uses that kind of thing for long-range attacks?"

"Then what do you use for long-range attacks now?" Qi Zu frowned.

"Use this."

They took out machetes and pointed them at the ancestor, "Our family is in danger, you don't want to see the family destroyed, right?"

"This is poisoning and splitting. You are in good health, and you have twenty or thirty souls! Splitting twenty or thirty powerful shooters, there should be no problem going out to fight, right?"

They are not serious people.

But the ancestor is not a serious cultivator either.

He is a demon cultivator.

Just one or two cuts, he used to chop with his comrades for fun during training, chopping off heads and arms is commonplace.

Young people nowadays are really not good.

The ancestor is interested, he wants to see what you are playing, to show you what is an orthodox demon cultivator.

"Ancestor, I am very strong."

Qi Zu was full of pride and laughed:

"I am the most vigorous among us! We are orthodox demon cultivators, how can we say no? Let me see what kind of magic you have."

duang!

duang!

duang!

A group of blacksmiths came together, showing the momentum of striking while the iron is hot, picked up their spears and rushed forward, stabbing their adoptive father with spears.

After a while.

Qi Zu found that this poison was really powerful.

It was not aimed at the body, but at the soul.

You have a high level of cultivation and strong resistance, and too much poison will still make you schizophrenic and split into a sub-body.

"Don't use too much force, you idiots! It may cause a little damage to my soul. After all, I, the ancestor, cultivated my body and didn't train my soul much."

Qi Zu couldn't hold on a little. Watching them stabbing him, he felt so filial.

They communicated secretly:

"The ancestor is really tall and hard. I stabbed him more than a thousand times, which is equivalent to a thousand injections of poison. It took so much poison to split one. I feel exhausted standing and chopping for me. Don't even think about it in the battle."

"Wow, we can't control the low-level phantoms, but the high-level ones can actually enter the command and speak."

"Let me do it, let me chop, I also want to make a combat phantom and experience the feeling of going to the battlefield in person! I have been enduring that boss for a long time."

"Cool, I can already speak."

"This design is full of sense! The map is still so big. We can't leave the villa map, but we can chop people on the mountain, split wandering souls, explode soldiers, and go out to fight!"

"The villa map where you can't go out, it actually plays a lot!"

In any case, a new

ancestor's tomb has also become a player rebirth point.

Others

We

Well, we are relatively weak now, and it's useless to chop ourselves

We can only chop the ancestor first.

A steady stream of powerful natural disaster phantom shooters burst out and are heading to the battlefield.

Qi Zu felt a little overwhelmed:

"It's enough, almost done."

"You go to the Tenth Ancestor next door, I think she should also contribute to the defense of the villa."

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