Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 2237: The exciting game of finding the demon

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In a dangerous situation, what Zhou Mei has to do is either to sneer, frown, or hide in panic.

Ling Xuan's vision is so powerful, it is natural to see that Zhou Mei's cultivation is not weak, at least it has reached the peak of the Linghe Realm, except for a few half-step Tianhe boss level characters , She should belong to the strongest group of people.

But she puts a tyrannical body on her cultivation base and barely uses her. She simply uses her fragility and amorous feelings as a woman to let a bunch of men go forward and loyally work for her. People are truly amazed.

It was at this time that Ling Xuan learned. According to the legend, women themselves actually possess powerful weapons, but this weapon can only be used against men.

She felt that she had really seen another world she had never seen before.

The result of the battle was thrilling. When everyone walked about three thousand feet away and killed tens of thousands of puppets, they finally reached the end of this corridor.

Here is a corner. After walking past, my eyes suddenly open up.

The surrounding environment seems to be the back mountain of a certain mountain peak, surrounded by lush vegetation and a wide field of vision. From time to time, you can see some spiritual birds flying across the sky.

Thousands of feet ahead is a bamboo forest, which looks like a sea of ​​blue, but it is quite magnificent.

But there were more than a dozen people gathered in twos and threes around the exit of the Woodenware Collection. Seeing them appeared, several of them became excited and rushed over.

"You can count on coming here. As a pathfinder, I can't contact you anymore after entering the wooden museum. I am so anxious!"

"I have work!"

Elder Lingxin nodded slightly, glanced around, his pupils contracted unknownly, and then smiled soothingly and waved at the crowd behind him.

"Let’s take a break first, and when people gradually come over, we will all break through the barriers together."

When the monks heard the words, they looked for places to rest, and Ling Xuan's eyes were always on the spirit heart with interest.

She felt that Lingxin seemed to be aware of something, but said nothing.

After all, there was a big battle, and it lasted for more than an hour before and after. Many people felt a little tired, so the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

The monks waited here for the next generations, and some of the more impatient began to explore the surrounding environment.

Immediately after that, other monks began to gather here through the puppet corridor one after another.

Because Lingxin and their group had already cleaned up the puppets in the entire corridor before, so it’s much easier for latecomers to re-enter. After all, it takes time for new puppets to be generated, and they can’t be filled up instantly .

The strength of the Liuhe army formed by puppet soldiers is not strong, and the ordinary puppet cultivation is only in the spirit spring.

But the so-called "not strong" here also depends on who it is against.

It is naturally not strong in the face of Lingxin, who are basically strong people above the Linghe level, but the common cultivation bases of the monks behind are in the two realms of Lingquan and Lingxi, and it is difficult to deal with A lot.

So when a team of more than 500 people passed through the puppet corridor one after another, they counted it, and dozens of people were killed or injured. Most of them were killed by the purple puppets with the strength of Linghe.

Some of them were simply too weak and died under siege by ordinary puppets. There is really nothing to say.

The monk world is not heaven, but a cruel life and death field. The weaker the strength, the danger of falling at any time.

After the first level, there are more than 400 people.

"Elder Lingxin, have you found out where the demon is?"

Successfully passed through the Puppet Corridor, which is considered the first difficulty in the Hongchen Profound Realm. Many monks are happy.

However, most monks still firmly remember that the real difficulty is the demon who hides in nowhere.

Only when you kill all the demon, can you really get through the difficulties.

Other than that, everything else is actually not important.

Elder Lingxin glanced at the audience, his glamorous face was full of seriousness, and asked, "How do you think the difficulty in this puppet corridor?"

The cultivators thought for a while, and the discussion suddenly began, and the atmosphere seemed a bit noisy for a while.

Later, a tall man with a loud voice shouted, "The strength is very weak!"

A final conclusion.

In fact, this is true, even the most powerful purple puppet, although the strength has reached the Linghe state, but it only has the basic abilities of the speed, strength and defense of the Linghe state monk level.

There is no such control over the laws of space or other magical powers of the spiritual river realm powerhouse.

In the real fight, the purple puppet is much weaker than the real Tianhe strong who has endless magical skills.

Some people even made a special combat power evaluation, thinking that as long as four to five Lingxi monks cooperated, they could easily kill the purple puppets.

And as long as there is a Linghe monk in the team, there is basically a chance to be able to fight to the end.

Ling Xuan was a little curious to see the sharpness in the eyes of Elder Lingxin~IndoMTL.com~.

Did she really find the demon hidden in the crowd?

"We sent out five teams to explore the way in the first batch. Each team has ten people, and at least one Linghe powerhouse is in charge."

Elder Lingxin looked at the first dozen survivors seriously, and the chill on his face became more and more intense, "Some teams even have three strong Linghe. As a result, the team of fifty people is the last There are only thirteen people left..."

"Can you explain why the casualty rate is so high?"

Elder Lingxin’s voice was very soft and gentle, but at this moment, it seemed as if a thunder came crashing down from nine days, and the many monks who had been in a harmonious atmosphere suddenly began to become arrogant.

Especially the first group of thirteen people who survived, their complexion changed greatly. They looked at each other with suspicion and interrogation!

"The first time we enter, the density of the strong is higher."

A man in a plain white robe who looked about 30 years old replied loudly.

He is a half-step Tianhe strong, and he belongs to the third group of the first exploratory team. In the end, he is the only one in the entire group. At this time, he explained honestly.

"The first batch of puppets have the most methods. Some will spit out wooden snakes from their mouths, which are highly poisonous. Some will fly out of the eyes of cattle hair needles, and some can even squirt poisonous gas from their noses. When I first came in, I suffered a lot of dark losses. So the casualty rate was higher."

Elder Lingxin glanced at him, did not speak, and turned his eyes to the other person.

It was an old woman who looked like she was in her sixties, wearing a luxurious purple robe, embroidered with sun, moon, stars, insects, fish, birds, and animals, and her appearance was extremely luxurious. She was holding a dove stick with seven thumb-sized gems inlaid on it, dazzling.