Xianhong Road

Chapter 241 Silver Armored Guard
Jin Heng asked indifferently: "Do you know the details of this thousand-year-old tomb?"

"The two juniors only know one thing. In the depths of the tomb, there is a headless demon corpse whose strength is comparable to that of a high-ranking one. It was quiet before, but an unknown monk sneaked into it and woke up this terrifying corpse. .”

Patriarch Chu replied respectfully.

"What else do you know?"

There was a gleam of purple light in Jin Heng's pupils, and the invisible coercion belonging to high-ranking monks rushed towards his face. The sense of fatal crisis made the two ancestors tremble.

Under such circumstances, the two ancestors did not dare to lie at all.

"Senior Jin, we really can't do anything about this thousand-year-old tomb. A year ago, a colleague from the foundation-building period entered and was buried here. After that, we ordered the children of the family not to enter this place without authorization, and set up a ban on the entrance of the tomb. , and set up a stone tablet to warn outsiders. But unexpectedly, someone still had the audacity to break in."

Patriarch Yang replied, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Audacious?" Jin Heng sneered: "That person is probably a high-ranking monk, and he will definitely startle the headless demon corpse after he enters."

"Senior, what do you mean..." The two ancestors were surprised.

According to what Jin Heng meant, as long as he was a high-ranking monk, after entering the tomb, he would startle the headless demon corpse.

"Hmph, the forbidden tomb of Ghost Corpse Mountain has been passed down for many years, how could we not know about it?"

A few hints of sarcasm were wiped across Jin Heng's face.

Patriarch Yang and Patriarch Chu were shocked, only then did they realize that they underestimated the vision of high-ranking monks.

High-ranking monks have great supernatural powers, and their heights are beyond their guesswork.

The existence of the thousand-year-old tomb on Ghost Corpse Mountain has not been hidden from these high-ranking monks, but for some reason, they will not easily enter the tomb, and they will turn a blind eye over time.

"Dare to ask Senior Jin, what is the strength of the headless demon corpse? With your strength, can you deal with it?"

Patriarch Chu couldn't help asking curiously.

They also understand that with the height and status of the other party, they will not attack the two of them for no reason.

"If he can deal with it, Jin will still stand here? But I know one thing, the strength of this thousand-year-old headless demon corpse has gradually increased after waking up. At the beginning, the high-level monks in the Jindan period , can barely compete with it for a while, but if it is awakened one step closer, even the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage will have to stay away."

Jin Heng asked indifferently: "You two came early, do you know how long this headless demon corpse has been awake?"

"At least one day and one night." Patriarch Yang said without thinking.

"What? It's been a day and a night?" Jin Heng's face changed when he heard this.

"Senior, what happened?"

The two patriarchs were puzzled, and the four foundation-building monks behind Jin Heng also showed strange expressions: In this world, what can make Jin Heng, who is a high-ranking monk, change his color so much?
"It's hard to imagine... In this way, the high-level monk who entered the tomb has been fighting the headless demon corpse for a day and a night. Because after the headless demon corpse killed or drove away the invading high-level monk, will continue to sleep."

Jin Heng had an unbelievable look on his face.

The two patriarchs and the other four masters of the Foundation Establishment Stage in Wupan Mountain all looked shocked.

Fighting against the headless corpse for a day and a night?
This is too terrifying. Isn't the high-level monk who entered the tomb the legendary Nascent Soul Stage monster?
If Yang Fan was here, he would definitely feel absurd and funny when he heard their speculations and conversations.

At this moment, he was still intact in the temple.

Outside the dark golden gate, the headless demon corpse restlessly wandered around in the tomb hall, as if it would never stop until Yang Fan was killed.

But Yang Fan himself sat cross-legged on the side of the golden gate with a calm face, his eyes closed, and a hazy green flame that was almost transparent floated in front of him.

Wisps of green light penetrated into the armored puppet in front of him.

Yang Fan was actually trying to refine the armored puppet in front of him.

This is downright audacious.

There are sixteen iron-clad puppets around him. If there is any change, it will be equivalent to igniting the anger of sixteen foundation-building stage powerhouses.

However, in fact, Yang Fan had already successfully refined two armored puppets.

At this moment, he is refining the third armored puppet.

"I didn't expect... these iron-clad puppets can really be refined."

Yang Fan himself felt incredible.

When he first entered the temple, he was still intimidated by the momentum of the sixteen armored puppets.

However, since he came in, these puppets are basically dead things, without any change.

Hence, Yang Fan came up with such a bold idea.

"These are sixteen iron-clad puppets, and their ground combat capability is comparable to that of the foundation-building period..."

Yang Fan was extremely excited. If he could have these armored puppets, he would be able to fight against high-ranking monks in the future.

two...three...four...

Yang Fan has the "Consecration and Purification of the World Flame" in hand, and the refining speed is very fast.

Not long after, he initially refined seven iron-clad puppets.

Seven iron-clad puppets, this is equivalent to the fighting power of seven masters in the foundation establishment period.

How could Yang Fan not be excited?
Moreover, these armored puppets are also inlaid with spirit stones, so Yang Fan does not need to spend extra money.

Taking a deep breath, he began to refine the eighth armored puppet.

This time, the speed was a little faster, and Yang Fan successfully refined the eighth armored puppet.

In just one or two hours of effort, he had eight iron-clad puppets of his own.

Yang Fan stood up and looked at the other eight unrefined puppets.

hum!
Suddenly, there was a strange halo on the row of iron-clad puppets on the opposite side, and there was a red light in their eyes.

"not good!"

Yang Fan noticed a slight change, these unrefined iron-clad puppets actually developed an attack consciousness.

A murderous air came.

Yang Fan's heart sank, he was not arrogant enough to fight against the eight foundation-building period powerhouses by himself.

Swish!
The silver light of Xiangyun boots trembled under his feet, and Yang Fan disappeared in place, and moved to the mid-air ten feet away.

puff!puff!puff……

As soon as he moved out, the heavy halberds in the hands of the eight iron-clad puppets swung over, and there was a muffled whistling sound of piercing through the air, and strands of black devilish energy burst out following their attacks.

Bang bang bang!
These attacks all hit the eight armored guards on the opposite side.

"on!"

With a thought of Yang Fan, the eight iron-clad puppets that had just been refined went up to them, and attacked the opposite iron-clad puppets.

Ding Ding!bang bang!
Immediately, there were constant clashes in the temple, demonic energy overflowed, and the battle scene was quite chaotic.

"I can't go on like this..."

Yang Fan showed a look of contemplation. If they were allowed to attack, they would most likely end up dead together in the end.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had two extra talismans in his hand, and manipulated his eight armored guards to retreat quickly.

shhhhh!

Two talisman seals burst out through the air, and a blue cold light streaked across.

boom!boom!
Suddenly, two phantom icebergs descended from the sky with great momentum, and the powerful icy mist immediately froze the area.

Siss~
The eight puppets on the opposite side suddenly had a layer of frost on their iron armor, and they froze for a moment, their movement speed slowed down by more than half.

Yang Fan just sacrificed the third-level talisman "Frozen Cloud and Magic Mountain", which he bought at the auction last time, and it is very valuable.

As he expected, the third-level talisman was not enough to hurt the armored puppet who was good at defense, but Yang Fan's goal had been achieved.

Afterwards, Yang Fan manipulated his armored guards to attack. The puppets on the opposite side were condensed by frost, and their attack speed and movement speed were greatly reduced, and they were immediately beaten helplessly.

"It's a dead thing after all..."

Yang Fan showed a mocking look.

Although the iron-clad puppets are powerful in combat, without wisdom, it is difficult to win even if two of them fight against a monk of the same level as the Foundation Establishment Stage.

A puppet can only display its true strength under the control of its master.

Click!

At a certain moment, an iron-clad guard on the opposite side was cut into two sections, and exploded with a "boom". The powerful explosion power immediately destroyed the three nearby iron-clad guards together.

Boom boom boom!
Yang Fan frowned. In the explosion just now, he also lost an armored guard.

Next, he didn't dare to be careless, first let his puppet beat the armored guard opposite him into a cripple, and then quickly retreated.

And Yang Fan sacrificed the red feather fan, his eyes fixed, and he swung it out suddenly.

huh~~
The arc-shaped red flame swept across the two iron armored guards, and the icy mist condensed on his body immediately burst into the sky of ice and fire.

Boom boom boom!
The armored guards on the opposite side exploded in chains, destroying them all.

Immediately there was a dead silence in the temple, only the echo of an explosion remained.

Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief, looking at the armored guards standing in front of him with a look of relief on his face.

buzz~
And at this moment, a strange sound came from inside the temple.

Yang Fan glanced sideways, and saw the black lights of the sarcophagus on both sides of the stone statue of the Nine Nether Demon Lord flickering, and the restraint weakened a little bit.

crunching~~
The top cover of the sarcophagus was pushed open abruptly, revealing a silvery metallic luster.

A powerful and palpitating breath came through.

"That is……"

Yang Fan stared at the things exposed little by little from the sarcophagus, feeling very familiar.

Finally, the top cover of the sarcophagus was removed, revealing two silver-armored guards, exuding an aura that made low-level monks tremble.

Silver Armored Guards!

Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat. There are puppets of a higher level in this temple.

He owns one of this kind of silver-armored puppet, which can't even be driven by middle-grade spirit stones.

Judging from the current situation, these two iron-clad puppets may have combat effectiveness comparable to high-level ones.

Two high-level puppets!
Yang Fan felt chills.

call out!
Yang Fan raised his hand and shot out a third-level talisman "Frozen Cloud and Magic Mountain".

boom!
The phantom iceberg fell from the sky, and the powerful ice mist covered the two silver-armored guards all at once, and a burst of frost formed on the silver-armored guards.

However, the two silver-armored puppets seemed to have no effect, a black light flashed around them, and the frost melted at a visible speed.

Tier [-] talismans have little effect on them.

Whizzing!

The two puppets rushed towards them like silver lightning, at an astonishing speed.

very scary!The strength is absolutely comparable to high-level!

Yang Fan quickly maneuvered an iron-clad puppet to intercept it, and at the same time put away the other six puppets, and then injected spiritual energy into the Xiangyun boots under his feet.

Swish!
He moved to the front of the dark golden gate at once.

squeak-

The dark golden door opened, and monstrous demonic energy surged in. The thousand-year-old headless demon corpse immediately turned around, surrounded by powerful demon power.

Click!

At this time, there was a metal sound of brittle bones being broken from behind, and the iron-clad puppet was cut into four sections by two silver giant swords, and burst open.

Whizzing!

The two silver-armored guards were safe and sound, and they attacked Yang Fan like lightning at a frightening speed.

(Second update)

(End of this chapter)