bookbashuk Chapter 282 Showing Weakness
Chapter 282 Showing Weakness
Three bodies, three more!
Zhang Lingyu's eyelids twitched as he watched. Two days ago, he had to exhaust his own magical power and sacrifice two puppets and the Blood Essence Armor to destroy those three.
These three bodies are no weaker than the others, and they are only stronger than the others.
The ghosts surrounding them had not forgotten the scene of their companion being crushed two days ago, and they all cowered behind them, not daring to peek out.
Unfortunately, an order is an order, and like moths to a flame, they rushed forward again.
"A trivial skill!"
The Spirit Puppet Transformation Box, which was secretly controlling the puppets, remained calm and crushed the charging ghosts one by one, just as before. At the same time, it dispersed the three puppets and surrounded them in a triangular formation.
Zhang Lingyu currently has no puppets available, and his talismans are almost exhausted within the pagoda. This will force him to use the Six Mysterious Thunder Flying Swords and the Burning Yuan Heart Light.
If successful, the enormous consumption of magical power will render him powerless to fight back for a short period of time.
If we control the physical body then, won't we become lambs to the slaughter?
As expected, Zhang Lingyu could no longer hide his true strength. The six Xuan Ting flying swords flew out one by one, forming a sword formation in mid-air, ready to strike.
He himself then steered the flying shuttle backward, intending to retreat to Tang Wei and the others, forcing them to face the puppet together.
Since we're all going to die anyway, why don't we all die together?
"Damn it, this demonic cultivator is utterly shameless!"
Seeing that Zhang Lingyu had brought trouble upon them, the cultivators were all furious. Because the puppets were made of hard material and had considerable strength, even fighting seven against six was a bit of a struggle. How could they possibly handle three more?
Unfortunately, the space in this hall is only so big, so where can one hide even if one tries?
We'll have to face it sooner or later.
Just when they were having a terrible headache, the man and woman who had been knocked unconscious by the Mind-Controlling Bell woke up unexpectedly.
Two of the bodies chasing Zhang Lingyu suddenly turned around and attacked the two of them.
"Damn it, where did this puppet come from!"
The man and woman had just gotten up from the ground, still rubbing their temples, when they saw two menacing puppets approaching them. They were so frightened that they shuddered, and the aftereffects of the Mind-Controlling Bell instantly disappeared.
Despite the puppet's speed, the two were not to be underestimated. They used hand seals or magical artifacts to block the first wave of attacks.
Unfortunately, due to the urgency of the situation and his weakened state, he was forced to retreat repeatedly in the ensuing barrage of punches, and it seemed he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
At least it solved the immediate problem.
With the pressure suddenly relieved, Zhang Lingyu turned her head sharply, and a rope flew out from her sleeve, firmly binding the puppet's limbs and preventing it from moving an inch.
"A binding magic artifact, and a high-grade Foundation Establishment artifact at that. This kid certainly has a lot of good stuff."
The Spirit Puppet Box, hidden in the shadows, muttered to itself, "Although the Spirit Binding Rope won't hold the puppet for long, as long as Zhang Lingyu has a moment to catch his breath, the puppet will be ruined."
The reason it made two of its bodies turn around and attack the man and woman was simply to take advantage of their injuries to trap them firmly, then drag them into the secret chamber so that its sect leader could devour their souls, recover some strength, and increase the success rate of possession.
Sure enough, the Azure Lotus Sword Formation in mid-air finally reached its peak power, immediately confirming its conjecture.
"Clang!"
The six flying swords simultaneously emitted a resounding clang, and the blue-white arcs of electricity that were wrapped around their blades suddenly erupted, unleashing a violent surge of lightning power. The next second, they crashed down upon the puppet below with overwhelming divine might!
The interior of the main hall transformed into a sea of thunder.
Thousands upon thousands of blue and white electric snakes of varying thicknesses snaked out from their point of impact and spread to every corner of the main hall.
The cultivators' eyes were completely filled with the intense lightning, leaving them with nothing but a white blur.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a terrifying thunderclap, the entire hall trembled as if struck by a giant, while the puppet that had withstood the direct impact of the six flying swords was now in the center of the raging thunderstorm.
Cracks of varying widths covered the puppet's entire body, which then shattered into countless fragments that were scattered all around.
"Is this some kind of demonic cultivator?"
Tang Wei was the first to react, and when she saw the shocking deep pit not far away, she couldn't help but shudder.
If I were to take this hit, even with the protection of the Dharma Embryo, I would inevitably meet the same fate as the puppet.
This is no joke. In that sword formation just now, apart from the puppet in the very center being completely destroyed, the other puppets were also damaged to varying degrees.
There was just one thing he couldn't understand.
Why pretend to be a demonic cultivator when you are clearly a celestial cultivator?
Whether it was the Soul Refining Banner or the Mind-Capturing Bell, he assumed the other party was a powerful demonic cultivator until the six flying swords appeared.
Thunder is the most effective weapon against demonic cultivators. Even holding it in one's hand can suppress the qi and blood within the body, let alone something this powerful. One would probably explode and die before even unleashing it.
Only Yin Thunder, cultivated through special methods, is unaffected.
"But you did me a huge favor!"
Aside from the fact that the other puppets are damaged to varying degrees and easy to deal with, Zhang Lingyu's attack will inevitably drain his mana, which presents an opportunity.
Tang Wei's murderous intent surged, and he no longer cared about fighting the puppet with the other cultivators. He believed in striking while the iron was hot and that if he didn't act now, when would he?
If the other party manages to catch their breath, then I can forget about inheriting the legacy.
He suddenly leaped into the air from the crowd, took a small white jade seal from his waist, looked at Zhang Lingyu kneeling and panting not far away, and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry!"
The white jade seal swelled in the wind, frantically drawing away its master's magic power. Tang Wei did not stop it; since he wanted to kill the opponent instantly, he naturally could not hold back any strength.
They could have used magic to catch the opponent off guard and attacked, but fearing that the opponent might still have other tricks up their sleeve, they had no choice but to resort to their ultimate move.
This artifact is a magical embryo, also bestowed by that deceased master, and forged from the same material as the white jade bell.
In the blink of an eye, the white jade seal was already atop the palace roof. If it weren't for the protective barrier, it would have been broken sooner or later.
With a flick of Tang Wei's sleeve, the plastic embryo crashed down!
Zhang Lingyu, kneeling on the ground, looked up at the sky, trying to struggle to get up, but her legs wouldn't lift. A look of despair appeared on her face. She silently took out a small shield to block it. Perhaps her magic power was truly exhausted, because the iridescent light on the small shield flickered and could dissipate at any moment.
"good!"
Tang Wei was overjoyed to see this. The small seal was about to fall, and Zhang Lingyu still had no way to resist it at this critical moment, relying only on a shield. It seemed that he had really exhausted his magic power.
The image of Zhang Lingyu in his eyes was gradually obscured by shadows, and he began to imagine the other person being smashed into a pulp and blood splattered everywhere.
Just when he thought victory was in his grasp, an unexpected change occurred!
The four puppets that were originally attacking the cultivators retreated instantly and quickly arrived at Zhang Lingyu's side, raising their hands to block the attack of the magic seal for her.
This scene is even more shocking than the fact that Zhang Lingyu is not a demonic cultivator.
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