northernbook Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eighteen Bronze Men
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eighteen Bronze Men
"Soul song, this is different from what we said at the beginning."
The one who spoke was one of the seven Martial Emperors attracted by the reward order.
"Which is different?"
The soul song said quietly.
As his voice fell, his shriveled body suddenly swelled and filled, transforming into a five-foot-tall black giant.
The wound bandage broke, and white rags fluttered all over the sky.
The tyrannical atmosphere of Martial Ancestor Fourth Stage fills this closed chamber, which is daunting.
Wu Tian looked at the giant soul song in surprise.
Unexpectedly, the usual taciturn soul song is quite talented, so soon stepped into the first stage of the devil's body, the transformation of the devil.
On the huge black body of the soul song, there is a dense, obscure, evil blue rune carved into it.
And with the display of the body of the devil, a pentagram formation appeared on the floor tiles.
The questioning Martial Emperor saw the change of the soul song, his expression stagnated.
But then, other Martial Emperors began to clamor.
"Although you are strong, but we are so many, you want to eat us, it's not that easy."
"That's right, what about Martial Ancestor, what about Soul Palace, really want to fight, even if you eat us, you will still have to hide."
"We have no intention of collaborating with Guidian, and I hope that the adults will let me wait for a way out. The old man is willing to use a little heart to serve you adults, and then everyone will treat it as nothing happened."
If there is a clamor, there is a request for peace.
Opinions are divided and appear noisy.
Wu Tian was annoyed, and snorted coldly, and the terrifying aura of the brutal Martial Ancestor Seventh Stage bloomed out, and said coldly, "Either enter or die."
He spent his thoughts on collecting these eighteen Martial Emperor realm cultivators, but he didn't let them bargain.
The Martial Ancestor Seventh Stage and the powerful pressure of the Martial Ancestor Fourth Stage quickly silenced these eighteen Martial Emperors.
The situation is better than people.
But their eyes were still splitting, staring at Wu Tian, and there was a tendency for them to die.
"You may be misunderstood. The Soul Palace invites you to come. It is not against you, but to invite you to be the Supreme Guest of the Soul Palace."
Seeing that the scene became more serious and the swords were drawn, Madame Bone hurriedly said quietly.
"Why should I believe you and let me go, otherwise I will blew myself up, and no one will think about getting it right."
A stranger who looked like a bucket and stared at him, shouted loudly.
The saliva star flew all over the ground.
"Trouble, I wanted to save your life, but now it seems that the dead puppet thugs are the most stable."
Wu Tian murmured, then stretched out his hands and said in a deep voice, "Gu Ling."
Numerous ropes of Yuanli full of black energy stretched out from his body and flew towards the eighteen Martial Emperors who were in a group.
The black energy ropes were so fast that they were inserted into the bodies of eighteen Martial Emperors from all angles almost instantly.
The eighteen had not reacted yet, and one of the Martial Emperor looked at Wu Tian in shock and horror, "What did you do to us?"
Many people quickly probed themselves with Divine Sense, but found nothing.
This strange scene caused a chill from the bottom of the hearts of the 18 Martial Emperors.
"No matter what means you use, if you don't want me to blew myself up, just unlock it for me."
The five-big and three-thick, foreign person who looked like a bucket, stared at a pair of bull's eyes and threatened harshly.
His eyes seemed to be dripping with blood, and there was a faint red color.
Wu Tian sneered, "Do you think it's your turn to be the master of your body now? Give me all in."
The black Qi Yuanli rope moved, and Wu Tian was like a puppet puppeteer, with his fingers flying in the middle of the world, he controlled 18 Martial Emperors into the formation one after another.
Just when they all entered the formation.
The originally golden formation burst out with a strong and dazzling copper glow in the blink of an eye, and the copper light shone, covering each of them.
Sanskrit sound fills your ears.
An endless stream.
The Sanskrit sound condensed into a terrifying energy, followed the strange lines in the formation, rolled down in series, and smashed into the bodies of eighteen Martial Emperors.
The copper-mang formation ripples, and Yuanli winds out, spreading eighteen beams of light.
Wu Tian stared at him, and at the same time, his hands were not slow. After the soul-staying technique was cast, he changed his hands and started the puppet technique.
If you look at it from a distance, you will find that the shape of the Yuanli burst out of this formation is a melting pot.
Using this furnace formation, Wu Tian used the method of soul restraint and puppetry to refine all 18 Martial Emperors into obedient bronze puppets.
The original plan was to keep them wise, but unfortunately this process requires a certain amount of cooperation.
Because of the non-cooperation of the eighteen Martial Emperors, Wu Tian could only regret that they erased their spiritual wisdom.
This method is called the Eighteen Bronze People.
It is the reward that Wu Tian received during a sign-in.
After eighteen Martial Emperors refined into bronze men, they cooperated with each other to form the eighteen bronze men formation, whose power can kill the low-level Martial Ancestor.
The copper light gradually closed, and the dazzling light subsided.
For the eighteen positions in the formation, the original eighteen Martial Emperors were replaced by eighteen bronze men.
The bronze figures have different postures, standing in the formation with rich expressions.
It's just that all the vitality in the body dissipates.
Although the Eighteen Bronze figures look simple and unremarkable, they are in fact quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit, and their power can be said to be truly out of control.
"Come here, I will teach you how to control the Eighteen Bronze Men."
Wu Tian hooked his finger to Mrs. Bones.
"Okay, Mr. Bai."
Mrs. Bones carried her skirt horns, and trot happily all the way to Wu Tian. The youngest daughter was full of gestures.
After briefly informing a set of mental methods and tactics, Wu Tian dismissed Mrs. White Bone and asked him to take away all the eighteen bronze men by the way.
In today's secret room, only Wu Tian and Hunqu are left.
The soul song has also shrunk from a five-foot-tall body of the demon god back to its normal posture.
The shriveled skin was covered with bluish rune.
Wu Tian understood that the cultivation method of the devil's body was like this.
Different from conventional Cultivation Technique cultivation.
The cultivation method of the first stage of the body of the devil is to carve this obscure and evil rune on the body.
The moment the soul song returned to its normal posture, he took out a roll of bandage from the storage space and wrapped it around himself.
The speed is very fast and the technique is very sophisticated.
Therefore, Wu Tian didn't see too many things with spicy eyes, in fact, there was nothing good to look at.
Wu Tian and Soul Song's eyes were level, and they asked calmly, "When this matter is over, I will leave the cloud realm for a while. What are your next arrangements?"
The soul song's body slightly tuned, and respectfully said, "I plan to Closed Door Training cultivation for a period of time, and then break through to the third stage of the cloud, the world is so big, I want to see it."
Wu Tian said with an "um" and arranged, "When I return from the Martial Master Continent, we will go together. I agreed to the cooperation you mentioned with me before."
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