Chapter 192: Ice Puppet

Chapter 192

boom!

The old man in gray robe suddenly took action without any warning, and their target was directly and tacitly locked on Lin Jing. Others, even Jiuyou who was nearby, were stunned for a moment before they suddenly came back to their senses. Come.

"Damn it!"

Jiuyou shouted angrily, and when she held her jade hand, the crystal-like flames burst into flames. She slapped her palm with her backhand, and the palm of fire swept towards the vest of the gray-robed old man like lightning. And go.

Uh-huh!

However, facing Jiuyou's attack, the old man in gray robe had no intention of defending at all. However, when the palm of flames shot out, a figure suddenly appeared behind the old man in gray robe, and directly used his physical body to Hit him hard.

boom!

The figure was directly knocked away, and his body was swept away by crystal-like flames. The spiritual power around his body burned, and he was instantly reduced to ashes amidst the screams. That person was an eighth-grade supreme from the Great Xia Dynasty. .

This person obviously wanted to block it a little, but he really underestimated the power of Jiuyou's immortal fire, so the defense around him failed to have the slightest effect and was directly reduced to ashes.

The gray-robed old man caught a glimpse of the miserable state of his subordinates out of the corner of his eye, and was shocked. However, his eyes became even fiercer immediately, and his figure was like an eagle. He and the other three ninth-level men rushed straight towards Lin Jing. As long as he With the girl in his hand, he didn't have to worry about whether Muchen would be able to rescue the fourth prince when the time came.

Their movements were swift and decisive, and Jiuyou lost his opportunity if he failed to notice.

In the sky, Muchen also noticed the changes below at this time, and his expression immediately changed slightly, but then his eyes flashed and he calmed down.

Lin Jing may indeed seem to have the weakest spiritual power among them, but if you really think that she is powerless, the person who takes action may be in bad luck.

A little princess in the martial realm, the daughter of the famous Martial Ancestor, if she is easy to deal with, then even a fool would know how many hidden cards such a person has.

And under the anxious gaze of Jiuyou, the calm gaze of Muchen, and the gazes of countless astonished eyes, the four old men in gray robes appeared around Lin Jing in an instant, and immediately the fierce claw wind carried the majestic The spiritual power was directed at Lin Jing's vitals, trying to subdue her.

During this process, to the surprise of many people, Lin Jing just looked at the people who were attacking her with a smile, but there was no trace of panic in her smart eyes.

If you look carefully, you can actually see a hint of joking.

She blinked her big eyes playfully at the gray-robed old man who came suddenly, and then spread her jade hands. In her hand, at some point, a palm-sized black doll appeared. On top of the doll, it seemed that Covered with ancient runes.

Lin Jing was close at hand, and the old man in gray robe also saw the black doll in her hand. For some reason, years of caution and sophistication made his pupils shrink, and he felt an indescribable sense of danger. At this time, it came to my mind.

"retreat!"

The sense of danger became stronger and stronger. The gray-robed old man's eyes flickered, and he immediately made a decisive decision and shouted: "Back off!"

He was always cautious and could not ignore the sense of crisis, and he had an intuition that even if they took action forcefully, there would probably be no results, because they chose the wrong target from the beginning, this girl who seemed to be the easiest to deal with. , seems to be the real thorny issue.

A loud shout came out of his mouth, and the gray-robed old man forcibly stopped his body, and then shot back. The other three half-step ninth-level experts were confused, but they also chose to obey the order.

As a result, the powerful people from all over the world were shocked to see that the gray-robed old man and others who originally rushed toward Lin Jing like tigers and wolves, actually shot back in a somewhat embarrassed manner when they were only ten meters away from Lin Jing. And retreat.

"What are these guys doing?" Many strong men looked puzzled.

"Hehe, now that we are here, why are we leaving?" However, facing their weird behavior, Lin Jing, who was surrounded by them, gave a sweet smile, and then gently touched the black doll in her hand. He took a breath.

Buzz!

At this moment, the black doll suddenly burst out with a monstrous cold air. The cold air showed an icy blue color, and the doll also expanded rapidly at this time. In just one breath, it turned into a figure in black clothes. Standing next to Lin Jing.

This black-clothed figure was holding a spear. His face showed no expression, but there were countless ancient runes on the surface of his body. As the runes flickered, a terrifying cold air swept out and froze the air.

At the same time, an extremely astonishing wave of spiritual power, like a storm, erupted from the body of the black-clothed figure.

boom!

That powerful wave of spiritual energy erupted, and countless strong men in the world instantly lost their color. Even Qin Ya and others looked at that figure in shock.

"This spiritual power is that of a ninth-grade supreme and perfect strong man?!" Some people were shocked and lost their voices. No one thought that the black doll in Lin Jing's hand would turn into a ninth-grade supreme and perfect strong man at this moment. !

"What is that?" Mushan asked in shock.

Qinya's pretty face was solemn, she pondered for a while, and said: "That is a spiritual puppet, an extremely rare puppet. The production method is quite complicated. Only some powerful races with profound knowledge have the exact method of refining it. Moreover, the spiritual puppet is very rare." It is extremely difficult to make a puppet. Generally speaking, if you want to make a soul puppet that is as perfect as a ninth-grade supreme, you have to at least do it yourself, and the failure rate is not low."

Mu Shan and others' eyes narrowed, comparable to a ninth-grade supreme and perfect spiritual puppet? What is the identity of that girl? Even they cannot have such a precious spiritual doll.

Amidst the shocked eyes, Lin Jing looked at the horrified old man in gray robe and others with a smile. She reached out and patted the figure in black robe beside her, and said, "This is what my Aunt Bing gave me. Ice puppet."

At this point, she paused, and then pointed her jade finger directly at the old man in gray robe: "Kill them!"

Uh-huh!

The moment her voice just fell, the figure in black clothes beside her opened his empty eyes full of cold air, and his figure shot out like a ghost, and the cold air rose into the sky.

This spirit puppet possesses the perfect strength of the Ninth-Rank Supreme, and the gray-robed old man and others, the latter almost reached the peak of the Ninth-Rank Supreme, but even so, there is still a huge gap between them and the spirit doll.

Therefore, when the black-clothed spirit puppet suddenly shot out, the speed was so frightening that the souls of the four people were ejected, and they immediately dispersed in unison.

call out!

However, just as they dispersed, the three half-step ninth-level men noticed the cold wind passing by, and their necks seemed to feel cold. When they lowered their heads, they saw a sword tip coming out of their throats. It was shocking. The cold air filled the air and instantly turned the three of them into three lifelike ice sculptures.

The gray-robed old man looked at the three people who turned into three ice sculptures almost instantly. A chill surged into his heart. Without hesitation, he exploded all the spiritual power in his body and retreated violently.

laugh!

And just when his speed reached the extreme, the sound of a sword cutting through his body suddenly sounded, and his body suddenly froze. He lowered his head in shock, and saw the sharp sword tip. It penetrated his chest.

Behind him, a ghostly figure in black clothes slowly appeared.

The domineering cold air spread out, and the body of the gray-robed figure was gradually covered by ice, and finally turned into an ice sculpture.

The whole world was silent.

Everyone looked at the four people who turned into ice sculptures in just a few breaths with inexplicable horror. They couldn't help but take a deep breath of air-conditioning. The kind of horror was much worse than what Muchen had defeated. Xia Hong came even more intensely.

No one expected that this beautiful girl, who looked most harmless to humans and animals, had such terrifying means at her disposal.

Not only were they shocked, but even Muchen, who was standing on the immortal body of the sun and watching this scene, couldn't help but have a look of astonishment in his eyes. Then he glanced at the black The figure in the shirt looked a little solemn.

The speed of the spirit puppet and the overbearing cold air are really astonishingly lethal. Once that cold air is invaded into the body, it seems that even the spiritual power will be frozen instantly.

If one's own spiritual power is not fused with some kind of fire, it may not be able to stop the erosion of the cold air.

Facing this kind of spirit puppet, even Muchen would probably find it extremely difficult at this moment. If they fight, he can save his life, but he is not sure of destroying it.

"She is indeed a little princess from the martial arts realm." Muchen couldn't help but sigh. This was the first time he had seen such a powerful spirit puppet. The martial arts realm really has a profound background.

At this moment, even his indifferent mood was a little envious.

After all, if he had such a powerful spirit puppet in his hand, why would he need to fight like this with Xia Hong? If he threw it away, the spirit puppet could clean up the situation.

While sighing, Muchen also turned his gaze to Xia Hong below, and the latter was also looking at the scene in front of him with some horror. He seemed to be aware of Muchen's gaze, trembled all over, and raised his head. , that is, he saw Muchen's indifferent gaze mixed with murderous intent.

Regarding the order given by the latter earlier, Muchen obviously had murderous intentions in his heart.

Sensing the killing intent rising in Muchen's eyes, Xia Hong felt a chill in his heart, his eyes changed, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, clapped his hands, and his figure turned into a rainbow and shot out, trying to escape.

Muchen's eyes turned cold when he saw this, and the giant palm of the Immortal Sun Body God scratched through the void and grabbed Xia Hong directly.

boom!

The giant palm shrouded down, and suddenly three rays of brilliance shot out from Xia Hong's body. Within the three rays of brilliance were a battle spear, a battle armor, and a stone bead.

Those were the Red Dragon Battle Spear, Red Dragon Battle Armor and the Sea-Breaking Pearl he got at the auction.

Looking at the three quasi-holy objects that were suddenly shot out, even Muchen was stunned for a moment, and then he used his spiritual power like a conditioned reflex, and the strength of his giant palm slowed down, and he caught the three rays of light in one go. Palm, firmly trapped.

Poof!

And at this moment, Xia Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood squirmed, wrapped around his body, turned into a streak of blood, and penetrated the space at an indescribable speed.

"These three things are not enough to buy your life!"

Muchen's eyes flashed, and immediately he opened the Life-Destroying Pupil between his eyebrows, and a black beam of light shot out like lightning, directly hitting the ball of blood light that penetrated the space, and wrapped it in the blood light. One of Xia Hong's arms was smashed into a piece of flesh.

ah!

The screams echoed through the sky, the space was distorted, Xia Hong was wrapped in blood, and he fled in embarrassment.

"Mu Chen, I, Xia Hong, will definitely cut you into pieces with a thousand knives!" The blood light dissipated, but Xia Hong's shrill roar resounded throughout the world.

Muchen heard the roar, but he smiled slightly. There was no threat to the lost dog, and besides, this Great Xia Dynasty might be in trouble.

He lowered his head and looked at the martial arts arena, where there was a stone lion, and above the stone lion, a golden scroll shone in the sun.

That was the IOU written by Xia Hong earlier.

The debtor is the Daxia Dynasty.

Debt collector, Wu Jing