Chapter 599: Tai Su Yi Ze puppet method, 9th layer outside the Xuantu City!

　　 I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are watching, Yang Jian just so grandiosely enters the mysterious capital city where these creatures are going to fight for life and death...
If the eyes can kill the soul, Yang Jian guesses that there is no more scum left.
The voice of the Great Master Xuandu is nothing short of a nightmare for many masters in the Chaos creatures, and the aura of the hand that flies away is even more domineering in the emptiness of the illusion.
Isn't the master injured?
When Yang Jian was ‘taken’ back to Xuandu City, he felt a little worried in his heart, fearing that Xuandu would forcibly try to protect himself.
The black hand that covered the sky really gave him a great sense of oppression. It was definitely a formidable enemy he could not beat at this time, and the profound body was reminding himself to dodge quickly.
Profound body and spiritual consciousness can probably be classified as the intuition he has accumulated so far in the fight, which is already instinct.
As soon as he entered the colorful array, Yang Jian was inexplicably shocked by the scene in front of him.
Looking at Xuandu City from outside the big formation, there is only a dark high wall; closer, you can see the numerous scars on this high wall, and you can see that the dark is just the infestation of blood of various colors over and over again, and the final knot Into the color.
Desolation, sorrow, and a sense of repressed majesty came over.
This is the mysterious city that Yang Jian had in mind!
After entering the Xuandu City, Yang Jian saw another situation.
Nine layers of high walls stand up, one layer is higher than the other, and one layer after another is flowing with colorful light. The farther back, the more powerful the great array.
And between the two high walls, the distance between the left and the right, about a thousand miles apart, is filled with stone statues of different shapes and tens of thousands of people.
The stone statue did not move, but exudes endless coercion, and the golden fairy aura faintly formed a formation.
On the nine-layered high walls, each stood full of the same stone statues. Except for the stone statues on the outermost wall that were already active, constantly emitting some simple spells and activating the magic weapon to defend the city, the stone statues on the eight high walls behind were also the same. at every turn.
puppet!
Taoist puppet! There are so many! The quantity cannot be calculated at all!
The breath that entangled Yang Jian slowed down since entering the outermost major formation, allowing Yang Jian to carefully observe the scenery outside the city of Xuan Du.
Nine-layered city wall lay across this vast expanse of heaven and earth, and the Chaos Sea seemed to be cut off by some kind of Taoist power, and various auras flowed peacefully.
The aura and vitality of this place are no less than any place in the prehistoric world!
A figure wandered from the front, a robe fluttering without wind, long hair scattered at will, sword eyebrows and star eyes slightly lazy, who could not be the Xuandu who brought Yang Jian here?
Xuan Du walked closer, dissipated the breath surrounding Yang Jian, raised his hand and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder.
"Good job, well, outstanding achievements."
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and Xuantu's words should not be too harsh in his ears.
Just for the arrangements and battles in the Xuantu City, let alone the soldiers and horses of the four spirit worlds outside, even if another forty spirit worlds are called to come, the Xuantu City does not have to worry about being breached!
Not to mention those puppets, just these nine major formations...
Forget it, don't mention it.
It was really worthless for those spirit races who were desperate to live outside.
"I'm just taking care of my business," Yang Jian shook his head, pulled Ao Xinke out of the mysterious turtle belt, and took out the golden bucket of Hun Yuan and handed it to Xuan Du.
Yang Jian said: "I'll deal with it for you."
Xuantu raised his hand with a serious face and refused: "The poor Dao is dedicated to cultivating the Dao. Unlike you, you can enjoy it yourself. The uncle's heart has taken your mind."
"Me!" Yang Yan rolled his eyes angrily, and Ao Xinke on the side chuckled.
She is indeed more at ease than in the prehistoric times, and she always feels a lot less restrained-it should be that the sense of mission and responsibility of the Dragon Race has been reduced a lot.
Xuan Du glanced at Hun Yuan Jin Dou, and said calmly: "Let's let go first, otherwise her realm will fall to Daluo. You know, the Wuling race is also a rare existence among the chaotic creatures. It is said that they have many You can really try the magical powers in the room, uncle conscience recommends."
With that, he cast a questioning look at Ao Xinke, seeming to ask why Ao Xinke was also following.
Ao Xinke was a little embarrassed, so she bowed her head and saluted, not knowing what to say.
Yang Jian forcibly broke the topic: "Isn't the uncle injured?"
"Injury? Oh, cough cough!" Xuan Du coughed twice and sighed faintly, "The power of the four spirit masters combined strikes...cough, cough, so strong, alas, this injury can't be recovered after sleeping for ten thousand years. Yeah."
This bad acting...
Yang Jian forcibly refrained from making complaints, and repeatedly warned himself in his heart: Although this big guy is not right, he really can't afford it.
Just get used to it, just get used to it.
Turning the Hun Yuan Jin Dou over, a figure fell out of it, lying weakly at Yang Jian's feet, his face pale.
There was no mana, spiritual power dried up, and although Daoji was there, the quasi-sage realm was somewhat unstable.
Within a quarter of an hour in the golden bucket, one hundred thousand lines are completely empty.
"You, what did you do to this seat!"
The weak voice of Wu Lingzhu came, with a little horror, sweating profusely, she raised her head to look at Yang Jian, but her eyes had a fascinating charm at this time.
Yang Jian looked down at her, ignored her, and just asked the Great Master Xuandu, "You let me guard the gate, but I am not the opponent of the black-handed master at this time. I am afraid that this gate cannot be held."
"Except today, I haven't done anything for tens of thousands of years," Xuan Du sighed lightly. "The Four Spirit Realms are just a few small fishes, and the Black Spirit Lord is more difficult, and I have never been able to see clearly. I'm a little jealous of him. Other... Look at the woman at your feet, how much do you think she can make when she goes to the wilderness?"
Yang Jian touched his chin and thought about it for a while, "With his ability, he can't make any storms, but with his looks, it is possible to make a name for himself."
The Wuling Master suddenly became a little angry, but she was not stupid after all, she just gritted her teeth and endured it, while they didn't care about her, began to quietly restore her spiritual power.
Xuandu said: "Let's go, I'll take your couple to stroll around the city. Don't worry, we didn't make an appointment. If you can't find the twelve beads, I won't let you take the responsibility of defending the city. After all, there are still some old immortals in the chaos that are quite tricky, and you can't handle it at this time."
Although this was a bit hurtful, Yang Jian nodded and didn't refute anything.
Not being able to beat them now does not mean that they will not be able to beat them in the future.
"Walking here, this is the outermost wall. They are all relatively inferior puppets. There is nothing to look at."
Yang Jian nodded, followed behind Xuandu and started a day trip to the ancient city.
There is only one wall in Xuandu City, the universe here is completely distorted, and the other three sides are completely non-existent.
The sea of ​​chaos is solidified, and Xuandu City is'embedded' in the sea of ​​chaos. Except for one side that can enter chaos, no other three sides can break into it.
The Six Saints tried successively in those days, and they were unable to shake the chaotic barriers on three sides. At least it was the chaotic barrier held by dozens of Dao Saints.
"Let me say something first," Xuandu said, "Xuandu City is very involved. Daomen occupying this place are not greedy treasures. In fact, the treasures here have been emptied by many powerful people in ancient times, and the remaining treasures can only Take them with their own chances. If you don't have a chance, you don't have to think about it."
"It's not so much guarding the gate, it's better guarding the tomb. You see, these nine major formations and puppet art are actually left by Taisu, in addition to the outside, but also the inside."
Xuandu's words are over, let Yang Jian think about it.
Nine major formations, nine batches of puppets.
Needless to say, how many treasures these puppets need for forging, the number is really terrifying.
What made Yang Jian even more speechless was the fluctuation of breath around the puppet.
The outermost triple, the all-colored golden fairy fluctuates; the middle triple, 90% golden fairy fluctuates, and 10% big Luo golden fairy fluctuates; the last triple, the number of puppets drastically decreases.
There are 108 puppets in the seventh stage, among which there are 72 puppets of the Great Luo Kingdom and 36 puppets of the top of the Great Luo.
On the eighth city wall, there were only sixteen figures, of which twelve were puppets from the top of Da Luo, and four were puppets from the quasi-sacred realm.
What's interesting is that these four puppets of the Quasi-Holy Realm are actually like creatures, and they salute Xuandu and Yang Jian...
"These puppets have extraordinary combat power. Almost every puppet can deal with a monk who is one rank higher than them. This power is a great gift that Tai Su left us."
The Great Master Xuandu sighed softly, "Several times in the early years, the Primordial Power and the real powerhouse among the chaotic creatures joined forces and hit the gate of the fourth floor. I also relied on the help of the four of them to repel. Those guys."
Yang Jian asked, "Why don't Dao Sect disciples come to help?"
"There are saints and lords sheltered in the prehistoric land, but it is gone after the prehistoric land."
Xuan Du chuckled lightly and continued on, "Let's go around the city, and I will introduce you to the four of them later. You don't have to think that they are puppets, just treat them as fellow daoists."
"Well," Yang Jian nodded, somewhat curious about the puppet art.
Having mastered the puppet art and possessing endless treasures, wouldn't it be possible to create a strong army that is not afraid of life and death?
After the ninth city wall, there are no puppets, but it is a deadly big city. There are many houses in the city, and the light of the forbidden formation is flickering. Various statues are staggered, and the cracked ground is full of aura. Overflowing silence.
This is the true face of Xuandu City.
As if walking slowly from a long time ago, he was talking to Yang Jian.
"This is Xuandu City," Yang Jian sighed, "Why don't you see the tomb of the saint you mentioned?"
"Here, did you see those broken walls?" Xuan Du pointed to the deepest part of the big city, and Yang Jian looked up and nodded immediately.
Xuandu said: "It's not time to go now, when these boring guys outside retreat, I will take you to hunt for treasure~EbookFREE.me~ has been restrained by Ao Xinke with a chain of water, and the fog behind them Spirit Lord, the eyes are full of shock at this time.
It should be the first time she saw the situation in Xuandu City...
"Are we fighting for life and death for this place of death?" The Wuling Master murmured in a low voice.
Xuan Du glanced at her and said nothing.
Yang Jian asked, "Kill her?"
"The Wuling Clan is very rare," Xuan Du chuckled, "The Four Spirit Realm is actually not a threat, and it can be more lively on weekdays."
During the speech, Xuan Du said to Yang Jian: "She is nothing more than a used by others. I know a way to control the soul clan's primordial spirit. You might as well take her away and let her go back for an internal response. Let's put a long line and hang a few big fish out."
Yang Jian groaned a few times and looked at Wu Lingzhu, but he didn't mind the tens of thousands of years running errands here, he would still be seductive when he was fine.
Nodded, Yang Jian was about to ask about the method of controlling the soul clan primordial spirit, but there was a surge of thought in his heart.
It was the incarnation side that suddenly something made his mind fluctuate.
"Wait for a while, Honghuang has something."
Yang Jian said something like this, sat down cross-legged, and Ao Xinke immediately guarded.
The mind shuttled and returned to the primordial soul avatar; the avatar sitting on the fire boat slowly opened his eyes.
here is……
Yang Jian stared, Huaguoshan?