All the way, it turns into a void, silent.

He passed through the highest sky, and along the way, there were almost no monks who noticed Fang Jun's eyebrows passing by.

After finding the Holy Land of the Hundred Tribes, he quietly inquired about the news and knew that the island was safe. He thought that Yang Xiaoman must be concentrating on attacking the two-step realm of the Ancestor. Fang Junmei did not disturb him and went straight to the territory of the puppet clan.

The zombie, one of the hundreds of tribes, is famous for being good at the puppet method. Almost every tribe has a talent for being a puppet method.

Pity - After all, it is a path and is not valued by the world of cultivation.

The old nest of this race is on a huge island called Zhuhuangdao, which is as large as an ordinary sand sea oasis on the other side of the human race.

On this day, Fang Junmei finally arrived at Zhuhuangdao.

Looking around, there are large bamboo forests growing in the mountains and fields seen by the Eye of Heaven, as green as the sea. When the wind passes, the swaying sea of ​​bamboos all over the mountains is so beautiful.

The most rumored materials used in the lowest-level puppet technique are bamboo and stone. These bamboo seas are both natural and deliberately planted!

In the mountains, there are many low-level people from the puppet tribes scattered, living in various towns and villages.

The appearance of these puppet tribes is also very strange. They have both hands and feet, but they look human-shaped, but they are particularly thin and have patterns, as if they are all transformed into bamboo.

With a glance of the Heavenly Dao Eye, Fang Junmei saw a lot of puppets.

Some are helping with farming.

He serves his master like a servant.

Can be used as a guard and be loyal.

There are those that look like strange and strange, such as bamboo birds that can carry people, wooden dragonflies that can convey messages, and stone horses that can carry weights, most of them are lifelike and very lively."

This puppet technique is very similar to the instrumental science I sorted out and spread back then."

Junmei said in her heart, and she was full of thoughts again.

Continue to move forward and go deep into Zhuhuangdao.

After flying for more than a month, it was getting closer and closer to the center of the puppet tribe, but large patches of earth cracks began to appear on the ground below.

Some small puppet tribes were destroyed and empty, and the remaining tribe members were sad and the scene was extremely miserable."

Someone called me!" Fang

Junmei made a judgment when she saw it.

This time he came to the Holy Land of Hundred Tribes and found that the battle here was almost more intense than before. The reasons behind it were mostly initiated by the spiritual monks, of course, to grab the treasures of spiritual objects and impact the realm of the spiritual ancestor.

Although the puppet clan does not have a spiritual ancestor level cultivator, it is really hard to say that there is a Wuxi-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Going deeper, there are more and more traces of fighting.

One day, I finally saw the old nest of the royal tribe of the Puppet Clan - Jiuzi Lingshan!

At the end of the earth, nine Lingshan Mountains tens of thousands of feet high stand on the earth, covered by clouds and mist, only the outline can be seen, and the scenes cannot be seen in real detail.

The outlines of these nine spiritual mountains are exactly the same, as if they were carved.

This is true. Only one of them is naturally generated, and the other eight are all created puppet mountains. The nine mountains are connected together and are then laid into a super formation - the Jiuzi Lingshan Formation. It is rumored that the attack of the cultivator of the Renzu can also be blocked.

At this moment, Jiuzi Lingshan still exists!

It has been labeled as an isolated island, and outside the nine mountains, there are a large void-like existence with a radius of nearly tens of thousands of miles.

In other words, it must have been attacked!

Most of them were threatened by people with weak tribes.

Swish-

After a few more flashes, Fang Junmei arrived in front of a mountain.

With his extensive knowledge and vision, he could not tell which mountain was real, so he could only choose one at will.

After searching for the Eye of Heaven again, there was no mountain gate or puppet tribe like a monk guarding the mountain."

Is there anyone in the mountains? Fang Junmei, the human race, come and visit!"

After returning to the Eye of Heaven, Fang Junmei shouted loudly.

This drink was mixed with powerful magic power, like the mysterious sound of the great way, and it passed through a hundred miles.

It condensed into air waves, and the nine mountains that were beating were slightly shaken.

Soon, there were spiritual consciousnesses sweeping out from all directions. The two strongest ones were actually comparable to the old-fashioned ancestors, which shows how long they practiced.

After a long time, a sound of voice transmission finally rang out."

Our puppet tribe has never had any contact with the human race. Please come back with me, senior."

Cold rejection. Yes

The man's voice was so old that he could not hear it. He only felt strange and unusual when he heard it, as if two iron bars were rubbing out.

"Everyone, I have no malice in this situation. I just want to make a deal with the nobles."

Fang Junmei replied loudly, still kind.

After the words fell, there was a brief silence!

"What kind of transaction do seniors want to do?"

After a while, the sound came again.

"I want to learn the puppet technique of the nobles, especially the most profound one - the substitute technique of the deity!" "

impossible!""

Don't think about it!"

As soon as Fang Junmei finished speaking, a voice of reprimand came, and everyone was speechless, as if the monks they heard were in a bad mood.

Fang Junmei was not angry, knowing that it was a unique skill among other people's clans, so it was too normal for him to have such a reaction.

"Our clan's unique skills have never been passed down to foreign clans. Please ask seniors to give their hands high. Besides, seniors are already two and a half steps, so why bother to focus on the little tricks of our clan?"

The first puppet clan monk who spoke out said again, his tone was not that cold, and he also knew that Fang Junmei could not easily provoke him."

I didn't want it for nothing, nor did I force my unique skills from my clan. I can exchange it for the ninth-level spiritual objects."

Fang Junmei replied.

As soon as this statement came out, the puppet tribes in the mountains fell silent again.

After a while, no one sent a message.

Junmei waited for a while, and thought these puppet tribes disliked the price too low, and gritted her teeth and said, "Everyone, if you are still not satisfied, I can exchange it for the best innate spiritual treasure."

As soon as the words were spoken, no one answered again.

"Senior, please come back. My clan's unique skills really cannot be traded!"

The sound comes again.

Resolutely refuse.

When Fang Junmei got here, her face was not good.

His character has also changed without realizing it. He is no longer the sunny hero of the world back then. He knows that in this world of cultivation, sometimes for himself and for his relatives and relatives, the clans, he has to be ruthless, and he has to be arbitrary.

When it's time to be tough and arrogant, you have to do it!”

What if I have to change to the unique skills of your clan today?"

Junmei replied sternly, and the thick eyebrows and tiger eyes were filled with domineering expressions."

Can seniors rely on their strength to buy and sell forcibly?”
Chapter completed!