Chapter 693 Demon Realm Part 2 (Second Update!)

"Dead puppet?"

Wang Xian looked at Ao Yao with surprise on his face, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, Dragon King, they can control corpses, sacrifice corpses, and make corpses their own men and weapons!"

Ao Yao replied.

"So, those two middle-aged men are from the Jade Hand Immortal Sect and the Corpse Leader!"

Wang Xian asked with flickering eyes.

"Yes, there are six fairy gods in this world, and each fairy gate has three!"

Ao Yao said solemnly.

"Six!"

A trace of solemnity flashed in Wang Xian's eyes. If the six gods were all attacked, they would already be able to kill them.

However, they are in the dark, and the enemy is in the light.

"How many islands are there in total?"

Wang Xian looked into the distance and asked in a deep voice.

"There are a total of eight islands where humans live, and the two largest in the center are the islands where the Jade Hand Immortal Gate and the Shikui Dao Immortal God live!"

Ao Yao reported to Wang Xianhui.

"So the rest of the people live on the other six islands!"

The corner of Wang Xian's mouth curled up slightly: "Come on, let's go and have a look!"

"Dragon King, these are the clothes of their world, no matter men or women, they will protect themselves very well!"

Ao Yao took out some black and blood-red clothes, which were similar to the clothes of the strange middle-aged man.

"The blood-red clothes represent the Jade Hand Immortal Gate, and the black clothes represent the Corpse Kui Dao!"

"Exactly!"

Wang Xian looked at the clothes, and put them directly on his body, and Ao Qitian also wrapped himself in a piece of clothes, only two eyes were exposed.

"Walk!"

Wang Xian moved and flew towards an island in front of him.

Beside them, Ao Jian and Ao Qitian were on the left and right, and as for the Guiyao clan, they completely concealed their figures.

"It's almost the same as ancient times!"

Wang Xian and his group came to the edge of an island, looking forward to see ancient buildings.

The entire island is about thirty or forty miles in size, with a street in the center and shops around it.

There are not many people in the street, most of them are wearing blood red and black clothes, only a few are wearing white clothes.

White means that it has not joined the two great immortal sects.

When he came to the street, he realized that it was very quiet inside, and few people around him spoke.

Stepping on the black stone bricks gives people an uncomfortable feeling.

Wang Xian looked at the surrounding shops, saw a weapon shop, gestured to Ao Qitian and Ao Jian, and walked inside.

As soon as he entered the store, Wang Xian saw a woman in revealing and cold clothes standing by the door.

The woman's face was extremely pale and beautiful, but Wang Xian could not feel the slightest vitality from her body.

His face changed slightly, this is a puppet, a dead man.

"See for yourself what you want!"

At this time, a cold voice came from inside.

"Veteran, is this young master's spiritual weapon ready?"

At this moment, a haughty voice came from outside, and a young man in blood-red clothes walked in with his head held high, followed by two middle-aged men, exuding a strong evil spirit.

He was only dressed in a blood-red robe, and his face was not covered at all, showing his specialness.

"Master Xue, the spirit weapon has been created for you!"

An old man inside stood up, took out a delicate box with a smile on his face, and put it on the table.

"Um?"

Wang Xian looked at the box and narrowed his eyes slightly. The twelfth-level material was actually a twelfth-level material.

The young man walked over, opened the box directly, and directly held a black long sword in his hand.

"Not bad!"

A satisfied expression appeared on the young man's face: "As expected of a master, here I am, one hundred Pill Realm Congealing Blood Pills!"

Throwing a jade bottle over, the old man opened it and looked at it, with a look of joy on his face: "Master Xue, after finishing the last day's business today, we will not do it!"

"Oh? Why don't you do it, Yu Ding is about to appear in the world, and the supply of high-quality weapons is in short supply!"

The young man looked at the old man curiously.

"Master Xue, after Yu Ding appears, this Blood Congealing Pill is worthless, and my material is worth a lot!"

The old man said with a smile.

"Too!"

"When our Nine Cauldrons appear in the world, it will be the time when we have cholera, and the young master Ming Shaxue established by the Immortal God should have the strength to join in!"

"That's natural. Yu Ding is in the world, and the murderer is shocking. Jie Jie, when the time comes, the sky will let us fly!"

The young man and the old man chatted without any scruples, especially the blood-clothed young man, whose face was full of arrogance.

Wang Xian heard their conversation, and the red and blue light in his eyes scanned his surroundings.

A trace of shock and killing intent flashed by.

The spiritual tools on the surrounding walls were all forged with rough methods.

Level 12 materials can be used to create level 11 weapons.

This is not the art of refining weapons at all, but the art of forging iron.

And in this weapon shop, there are more than a dozen spirit weapons of level 12.

These are all thirteenth-level materials. If you know the formation, you can create a fairy weapon.

What made Wang Xian full of killing intent was the blood coagulation pill in the jade bottle.

The so-called coagulation pill is not a pill.

It is a kind of elixir made by condensing the flesh and blood of living things and even human beings in a special way.

Taking this coagulation pill can naturally increase energy.

"It's no wonder that there are no creatures in the ocean of the island. It turns out that all of them have been refined into blood coagulation pills!"

"What a crazy world!"

There was a trace of coldness in Wang Xian's eyes, and with a wave of his arm, the door of the shop was directly closed.

"Um?"

The old man and the young man were taken aback, and immediately looked at Wang Xian.

"Who told you to close the door!"

The young man gave a cold shout and slowly pulled out the spirit sword: "An ordinary disciple, whose subordinate!"

Wang Xian slowly lifted his hat off, and waved his arms towards the two middle-aged men behind the young man.

"boom!"

A flame fell on the two of them, making them silent.

Seeing Wang Xian's attack, the expressions of the youth and the old man changed greatly: "Flame, fire attribute, who are you?"'

"ah!"

At this moment, the puppet woman who had been standing at the door suddenly pulled out a dagger in her hand and stabbed fiercely.

With an attack power of the alchemy level, this puppet is a strong alchemist.

Ao Jian pointed a finger, and a long metal sword directly crushed her head.

"Metallicity, you are not from our world!"

Seeing Ao Jian's attack, the old man's face became horrified.

In the Yuding world, there are no practitioners with fire and metal attributes, only magic and water attributes!

"Do you know these two people?"

Wang Xian stared at them coldly, and with a wave of his arm, the images of two bewitching middle-aged men appeared in the void!

"This is!"

The two looked away, their faces suddenly darkened, and they stared at them flickeringly.

"Who is this?"

With a wave of his arm, Ao Qitian pinched the necks of the young man and the old man directly with his hairy palm, and asked solemnly.