The green sword light activated by the Qingxuan Sword Formation flashed densely, with varying brightness, and rubbed together with the puppet force light shield of the Puppet Army Formation.

Suddenly, there was a clash of metal and wood, and a sharp and harsh sound came.

The puppet power mask trembles, the light changes, and occasionally small cracks appear, which are quickly repaired by the replenished puppet power.

The indestructible Qingxuan Sword Formation cannot quickly break through the puppet army formation with such a lineup.

"It's a pity that this person's defense methods were not tested."

Lu Changan felt a little regretful and took back the three flying feather poison needles in the [Five Birds Poison Fire Fan] in his hand.

…

"Work together to defeat this formation."

His spiritual pet and his clones suffered losses one after another. Lord Aoki had a bad feeling and could not let it go on any longer.

He took out a mottled ancient mirror, turned into a cold light, and fell into the hands of Yimu's clone.

The wood-grained man took the ancient mirror and injected it with Nascent Soul-level wood magic power.

Buzz!

The ancient mirror's light circulated and slowly condensed into a brilliant mysterious light, flashing with spots of green, blue and red colors.

"Northern Mysterious Light!"

Lu Changan was moved, but because he was fighting against True Lord Qingmu and the Qingxuan Sword Formation, he was too late to stop him.

puff!

The thick puppet mask was penetrated by the arctic light and hit one of the sixteen puppets.

There was a loud bang.

A scorched black hole appeared in the chest of the puppet that was hit, and it exploded on the spot.

Fortunately, it didn't affect other puppets.

The power of the puppet army formation was suddenly reduced by nearly 10%.

"The little clone dares to make mistakes!"

Lu Changan looked unkind and looked at the wood-grained man holding an ancient mirror.

At this moment, he is equivalent to beating two Nascent Soul cultivators.

The more powerful the magic weapon is, the greater the load of mana and spiritual consciousness it needs to bear.

Lu Changan controls the puppet army formation and activates the [Five Birds Poison Fire Fan] from time to time, which is already the limit.

But the Otoki clone can help Aoki Aoki master the magic weapon.

Lu Changan waved his sleeves.

Whoosh!

Among the dozen or so puppets, an inconspicuous blue-armored puppet appeared.

Lord Aoki originally thought he was a backup puppet to supplement the military formation.

But in the next moment, the blue-armored puppet turned into a blurry blue-gray afterimage, and dodged in front of the wood-grained man at an extremely fast speed.

The green ghost flames danced in the eyes of the blue-armored puppet. It raised its huge thorn-covered arm shield, wrapped it in a cold blue iron wind, and slapped the wood-grained man hard.

Bang bang!

The wood-grained man was holding an ancient mirror and was preparing his next blow with all his strength, when he was caught off guard and hit hard by a blow.

Yimu's clone flew upside down for dozens of feet, almost breaking into two pieces at the waist, with dense wood grain cracks appearing on the surface.

The ancient mirror magic weapon in his hand also fell to the ground.

The blue-armored puppet was about to grab the ancient mirror magic weapon, but the latter turned into a cold light and returned to the hands of True Lord Aoki.

"Fourth-level puppet! You...you are actually a fourth-level puppet master?"

Lord Aoki, who took back the magic weapon, looked shocked.

Qing Jia severely damaged Yi Mu's clone with one blow, and tried to snatch the magic weapon. His quick thinking in action was generally beyond that of a normal fourth-level puppet.

True Lord Aoki could not believe that Lu Changan was only over 400 years old, but he was also proficient in talismans and puppets, and had mastered the more difficult puppet refining skills to the level of a fourth-level master.

Right now, Yimu's clone was severely injured and lost most of its combat power.

The fourth-level Pengniao on the other side was injured and poisoned, and was pressed down and beaten by Lord Diyan.

The sudden change in the situation made Aoki's bad premonition grow stronger.

Lu Changan's endless tricks and trump cards seemed to be slowly inducing the fish to take the bait.

…

Lu Changan, who had gained advantages one after another, waved the [Five Birds Poison Fire Fan] again and shouted loudly:

"Shenjun Aoki's methods have almost been revealed. The Qingxuan Sword Formation will share the huge mana and consciousness."

"Don't delay, fight quickly!"

This kind of tone made Mr. Aoki feel something was wrong.

not good!

A sudden chill ran down his spine, and an inexplicable chill penetrated his heart.

A corner that no one notices.

In the shadow of a rock behind Lord Aoki, a shadow of a cloak appeared strangely, and his palm was slowly raised, silently.

laugh!

A shadow blade passed through the shallow layer of the void, flashed in an instant, and struck the back of Lord Aoki's head.
Chapter completed!