Interesting, as long as you retreat, the armed puppet will not attack again as if there is an order.
But there is no one here, who gave them the order?
The more Ling Xiao looks at it, the more he feels that it is strange. But this kind of thing, he can't figure it out in a short period of time. So he simply stopped thinking about it, otherwise, his brain will explode.
But at this time, no one can help anyone, they can only rely on their own ability.
Feng Yaorao snorted, and the black whip in her hand lashed out once again. The terrifying power caused the entire hall to shake unceasingly.
The armed puppet's neck was directly wrapped and then it was ruthlessly smashed on the ground by Feng Yaorao dozens of times.
After dozens of smashes, the armed puppet's body became somewhat deformed and some dents appeared. But that's all. The defensive power of the armed puppet is really frightening.
Lan Yu 'er also went all out. Her Lunar Shadow Slash continuously cut the armed puppet's body. Moreover, each time she cut the same position.
After dozens of smashes, the armed puppet was sent flying dozens of times. A small hole appeared on its neck.
There is no blood in that small hole but a strange liquid flowed out.
"Could it be that this thing is not powered by spirit stones?"
Ling Xiao suddenly froze.
He was not in a hurry to attack, he has been observing. Seeing this scene, he could not help but be surprised.
"This is the True Devil Empire's armed puppet. It is completely made of special metal. There is a very complex array inscription in its body. The energy source is spirit oil collected from the seabed."
Feng Yaorao explained while gasping for breath.
"Spirit oil?"
"Yes, it is similar to spirit stones but it is a liquid. Moreover, its purity is higher than spirit stones and its value is also higher!"
Feng Yaorao nodded her head and said: "Only the True Devil Empire has this kind of thing. Rumor has it that the Yin Yang Demon King of the True Devil Empire is an armed puppet that relies on spirit oil to fight. Moreover, its wisdom is not inferior to human!"
"No way, the dignified Yin Yang Demon King is actually a puppet!"
Ling Xiao simply does not dare to believe it.
"Believe it or not, now we should think about how to break this armed puppet."
Feng Yaorao helplessly said.
"That is not very difficult."
Ling Xiao faintly smiled. After observing for a long time, he has found the weakness of the armed puppet.
Although the weakness of the armed puppet is much more difficult to find compared to the Blue Eyes Race's armed puppet, Ling Xiao's Mountain and River martial spirit is not to be trifled with.
Coupled with his will of destruction, he does not believe that he cannot destroy this thing.
"Shadow sword technique, Sword Devil Descending!"
Qin Tian's will of course, the armed puppet's body of the True Devil Empire's arm.
Ka ka ka ka ka ka ka!
A series of cracking sounds could be heard.
Chi!
In the end, the sword light cut open the armored puppet's stomach, revealing the golden Inscription inside.
"What an exquisite weaponized puppet. When will I get one to play with?"
When Ling Xiao saw the complicated and tight internal structure, he was really envious and surprised.
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. "Feng Yaorao was even more surprised.
She even doubted whether she spared Ling Xiao's life or if it was Ling Xiao who spared her life.
Ling Xiao did not care about her surprise. He just slowly walked towards the throne.
"The reward this time is not bad. It is actually a complete armed puppet design! In addition, it also comes with a set of tools and some materials. "
Ling Xiao faintly smiled. He guessed that this place might be the place where the True Devil Empire used to train their soldiers. Whoever performed well would be rewarded. However, the people of the True Devil Empire probably did not expect that their reward would be given to the disciples of the Twelve Sects.
Regarding the spirit oil, Ling Xiao already had some clues. Someone from the Sea Race would definitely know the whereabouts of the spirit oil. When the time comes, all he had to do was exchange some with the Sea Race. Whether it was to be sold for money or used as a guard, it would be very useful.
As mentioned before, the development of every sect is inseparable from money. They must have their own industry.
If the Divine Sword Sect wants to join the ranks of the Twelve Sects, they must have their own specialty. Later on, they might as well specialize in manufacturing puppets and sell them.
After all, these armed puppets can enter many dangerous places, such as treasure hunting, diving and so on. They can engage in dirty and dangerous work that warriors are not willing to engage in.
This is absolutely a big market.
"Senior sister, Miss Feng, I will take my leave first. Take care of yourselves!"
Although Ling Xiao wanted to help Lan Yu 'er, but after thinking about it, he hardened his heart and prepared to part with her.
On the road of martial arts, one must work hard on their own. If they blindly rely on other people's help or charity, they will not succeed.
"I have no problem!"
Lan Yu 'er naturally knew the meaning of Ling Xiao's words. She nodded her head to reassure Ling Xiao.
Feng Yaorao and Ling Xiao did not have any friendship. There was even a little bit of hatred between them. At this time, she did not want to stay with this little monster.
"I hope we will meet again in the finals. I really want to see the surprised expression of the Holy Son."
Perhaps because they are both women, Feng Yaorao seems to have a strong jealousy towards the Holy Son.
"Goodbye!"
Ling Xiao slightly smiled and left from the throne.
After he left, Feng Yaorao could not help but sigh: "I thought that this time I would be able to show my strength in the Martial Arts Festival, but now it seems that there are too many monsters. Forgive me for being blunt, Miss Lan, with your cultivation, entering the top 100 is not a problem, but entering the top 50 is not guaranteed."
"I understand, perhaps because of the appearance of the Mountain and River Martial Spirit, there will be a lot of monsters in the Martial Arts Festival. I must improve, otherwise, I will not be able to catch up with you."
Lan Yu 'er gritted her teeth.
She also hoped to obtain more benefits in the preliminaries. Perhaps, separating from Ling Xiao was the best choice.
…
Whoosh!
A figure appeared out of thin air.
He looked around and found that there were many fresh corpses on the ground. Some of them were still bleeding. The strangest thing was that these martial veins were directly cut out by something. They died miserably.
"Alas, this is the True Devil Forbidden Area. Where there is opportunity, there is danger!"
Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh. Along the way, he had seen far too many killings. However, he had long since lost the mood to sigh and groan as he used to.
The Mysterious World itself was the world of martial artists. Only the strong could control their own destiny.
Some people yearned to live a mediocre life.
But they did not know that when they encountered those monsters, they could destroy a city with a yawn. Countless ordinary people died because of this.
Those people simply did not have the chance to protect themselves.
Ling Xiao was a beggar, so he was very clear about the importance of strength and status.
Living an ordinary life?
It was just people who drank too much chicken soup to deceive themselves.
In such a world, the only ending for ordinary people was to live a sullen life and die inexplicably.
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