Crossed into the cultivation world and became a farming boss

Chapter 362 Blood Moon (11)

Seeing her fighting posture, the fish dragon smiled contemptuously, and an ice arrow flew towards her with a wave of his hand.

Ling Xi didn't dare to push her too hard. There is not much time left until August [-]th. She is now at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. As long as she crosses this threshold, she will be able to advance to a higher level!

After thinking about it, she was already manipulating the puppet while looking for a strategy.

The ichthyosaur is powerful and extremely dangerous. She had to dispatch two puppets at the same time, and the effort required was multiplied.

The heaviest forging equipment is immersion gold, and the weight of mithril is not to be compromised. In addition, the production of high-end puppets is more precise, and the difficulty of operation will also increase exponentially.

One person, one beast, fighting for a long time!

Even if there were two puppet refiners delaying, she couldn't break through the opponent's defense. No wonder he occupied most of the place with only one demon cultivator, and the rest of the demon cultivators could only huddle together.

The fight between the two was inseparable, and the other party obviously didn't get any benefit.

Ling Xi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. In the past few days, the high-intensity actual combat has reached the ninth level of foundation building, and there are only three days left, so we must not fall short!
Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance, but also depends on whether there is life!
Since the fight was a draw, the puppet would still be taken to fight against the Yuan family, so there should not be too much loss, and she would be the one who would suffer if the fight continued.

After thinking about it, Ling Xi no longer wants to waste time here.

Just when she was about to escape, suddenly the rock beside the crypt began to loosen, and cracks appeared like cracks in an instant.

The cave vibrated and dust was everywhere.

Suddenly, a claw suddenly flicked the fish dragon away, and directly fished Ling Xi over.

Forcibly caught by the claws, Ling Xi couldn't get rid of her huge body. Only then did she realize that the rock that had just been loosened was actually a huge turtle shell.

Thinking of the monster tortoise in the fusion period, Ling Xi was shocked and confused.

In an instant, she was manipulating the puppets, trying to break free from the shackles, but she and the two puppets in an instant were taken to a cave and placed directly on the ground.

Only then did Ling Xi see the other party's true face, which was a huge old turtle.

In an instant, the tortoise shell, like a rock wall, was closed again.

Ling Xi was terrified, frowning tightly.

Was captured by the old turtle at the fusion stage, would she still have a chance to rescue Ling?

Didn't it mean that the demon turtle won't do anything casually?

Why did he catch her so casually?
Suddenly a voice sounded: "Are you the descendant of Qinglu?"

"..."

Ling Xi remained calm, his heart was already shocked.

Senior Qinglu was already a person who ascended thousands of years ago, how does the old tortoise in front of him know, could it be a thousand-year-old tortoise?
Ling Xi didn't answer silently, wondering if the old turtle in front of him was an enemy or a friend?
She only said: "Senior Demon Cultivator, I am a small foundation-building body cultivator, and I am not enough to fit your teeth. Why don't you let me go, and I, Ling Xi, will definitely repay you someday."

The demon tortoise chuckled, and could beat even the high-ranking practitioners out of breath. This is called a little foundation building cultivation?
The monster turtle set up a barrier to resist a group of refining monsters outside.

He smiled and said: "You don't have to be afraid, I am a tortoise raised by Qinglu thousands of years ago. I can vividly remember what happened back then, and I miss it very much. Unexpectedly, I will meet the descendant of Qinglu. I am really happy."

Ling Xi frowned slightly, wondering how the other party could tell that she was the descendant of Qinglu?

When she swept away the puppet in front of her, she suddenly understood.

The puppet art is not unique to Qinglu, but the puppets left by Senior Qinglu are more precise and more powerful in manipulation. Although the consumption of spar and consciousness is huge, the strength is not trivial.

(End of this chapter)