Chapter 212: Good wind relies on strength to pass the test
Chapter 212: Good wind relies on strength to pass the test
Fang Xiang nodded solemnly.
Now is not the time to be hypocritical, Mu Lao naturally has a way to protect himself, if he passes this level earlier, Mu Lao will be safer.
"It's now!"
After Fang wanted to prepare for a while, Mu Lao let out a soft drink, and then Mu Lao's soul phantom jumped out directly and entered the passage.
The four cloaked puppets immediately surrounded them.
Fang Xiang was always paying attention to Mu Lao's movements. The moment he exited and set off, he used the Taixu method with all his strength, and his body became blurred, and he followed into the passage.
Sure enough, the Taixu method was really not covered up. Even if Fang Xiang hadn't mastered it yet, he still didn't attract the attention of the four puppets in the first place.
Looking at the puppet who had no other movements, Fang Xiang relaxed slightly, and then sprinted with all his strength.
It took him a full ten breaths of time to walk two-thirds of the passage of more than one hundred meters.
That is to say, at this two-thirds distance, the four puppets who were besieging Mu Lao paused at the same time, as if they had received some order, they retreated at the same time, and flew towards Fang Xiang's direction.
"not good!"
Not only Fang Xiang, but even Mu Lao felt bad.
The speed of the four puppets was too fast, they crossed a distance of tens of meters in less than one breath, and Fang Xiang needed at least five breaths to pass here in the emperor's tomb suppressed by the rules.
Five breaths of time is enough time for the four holy emperor puppets to kill him countless times.
In a short time, Fang Xiang had already produced dozens of countermeasures in his mind, but none of them could withstand the attack of the Holy Emperor level.
In an instant, he stopped the illusory method and exited the illusory state.
Now that he has been discovered, the Taixu method that he has not mastered is naturally useless.
"Old Mu, upper body!"
Fang Xiang whispered, and Mu Lao in the distance instantly sensed it, and then disappeared, appearing beside Fang Xiang.
He is different from Fang Xiang, he is only in the state of soul, as long as the ring is still in Fang Xiang's hands, he can return to Fang Xiang at any time under the premise that the distance between the two is not far away.
After Mu Lao appeared, he got into Fang Xiang's eyebrows directly.
Once, when Fang Xiang was still weak, Mu Lao took control of Fang Xiang's body.
At that time, because Fang Xiang's soul was too weak, Mu Lao temporarily sealed Fang Xiang's soul when he possessed him, so as not to hurt his soul.
Every time Mu Lao possessed himself, he would do a lot of damage to his own soul.
But after Fang Xiang entered the Dao Merging Realm, even if Mu Lao possessed him, Fang Xiang was the master controller. Mu Lao's soul power could boost Fang Xiang's combat power and maintain the three breaths of holy king-level combat power.
If it grows any longer, it will cause irreversible damage to both souls and bodies.
After Mu Lao possessed him, Fang Xiang's aura instantly increased.
Although it is not as good as the four puppets, it is not considered weak in the Saint King Realm.
Of course, you can only hold on for three breaths.
"drink!"
Fang Xiang was instantly confident, and punched the four puppets.
The huge fist force resounded through the space with bursts of roar, but the black robes of the four puppets were not even lifted.
The gap between the Holy King and the Holy Emperor cannot be easily bridged.
What's more, what Fang wanted to use was not his own power.
"Mother Xipi, fierce!"
Fang wanted to curse, but it didn't surprise him, and he didn't intend to hurt a few people.
After his fist strength was easily dissipated by the four, the four puppets punched Fang Xiang at the same time.
These few punches are much, much stronger than the one punch Fang thought.
If he had not entered the holy realm, he would be melted in an instant.
Seeing the four puppets swinging their fists, Fang Xiang felt sure, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Although fierce but worry-free.
Everything is under control.
Before the four strong fist winds approached, Fang Xiang's robe was blown harshly, and the force went straight into his body.
Fang Xiang turned pale, but his body didn't move at all.
After half a breath, four fist marks appeared in front of him at the same time, Fang Xiang suddenly turned around.
"A good wind depends on strength!"
Fang Xiang whispered, and then a spiritual power symbol appeared behind him, blocking the four fist marks.
boom! !
Four times in a row, the spiritual power seal shattered, but Fang Xiang's figure had long since disappeared.
This talisman blocked all the attacks of the four puppets, but a huge force came out.
Fang Xiang's figure instantly crossed a distance of tens of meters, and was blasted out of the passage by a huge force.
But even though he broke through, he didn't feel well either. After standing still, a mouthful of blood spewed out.
Between his brows, Mu Lao's soul power was constantly overflowing, and he turned into a human form again beside him.
At this moment, Mu Lao also seemed a little weak. After all, in order to vent the power of the fist print just now, his soul power was not small.
"Boy, not bad!"
Mu Lao looked at the four puppets who were still still again, and gave Fang Xiang a thumbs up.
Fang Xiang let out a long sigh of relief.
It was indeed a little risky just now, but obviously he made the right bet.
If he didn't make a dangerous move, it would be difficult for him to quickly cross the last tens of meters with his strength, even with Mu Lao.
And according to his observation, the four puppets didn't show any supernatural powers from the beginning to the end. Although they had a trace of wisdom, they were obviously not sober.
They only know mechanical punching, which is very powerful, but obviously lacks a little mobility.
This gave him the opportunity to exploit loopholes.
Although he couldn't handle the punches of several people, but with Mu Lao's blessing and exhaustion, he had a chance to quickly pass through the [-]-meter passage.
But this is also very risky, timing and luck are indispensable.
If the puppets moved faster, and the fist marks were not in one direction, but spread out, he would still be venting his strength.
Directly to be squeezed to death in the middle!
Fang Xiang adjusted his breath on the spot for a while, then walked directly towards the rear passage.
He didn't dare to stay for too long, because the natives of Xuanwu World had already arrived.
The moment he disappeared.
Yi Zun and Lan Xie walked to the place where Fang Xiang stayed before.
The two of them are very miserable now, Lan Xie has broken his arm, Yi Zun is also naked, and his hair is like a chicken coop.
The mirage array, although it is an illusion array, is also a killing array.
If Yi Zun hadn't finally found the weak point of the formation and used a taboo-breaking talisman at the bottom of the box, the two of them would have confessed to the first level.
The two stood still at the same time, looking at the puppet in the passage.
Then his face darkened at the same time.
As one of the few holy emperors in the world of Xuanwu, the strength and knowledge of the two are naturally not weak.
Although these puppets in black robes didn't show any aura, they obviously saw their extraordinaryness, and they were definitely on the same level as them.
If they were in their prime, it wouldn't be a big deal, but they were exhausted in the mirage formation, and they didn't have extra time to adjust their breath.
"Yi Zun, we can only force our way in!"
The hunchbacked Lan Xie said with a serious face.
They have reached this point, and they have paid a big price. If they retreat now, they will regret it for life!
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