Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

At this moment, San Qian held up the compass, the light of Dharma spread out, and he shouted:

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The compass made a click and turned 180 degrees. The sand outside also turned quickly like a millstone. At the same time, the four people disappeared in an instant and came to the back of the attacker. The paper umbrella was opened. Qi Sui looked at the front with a gloomy face. The sand was soaked with bright moonlight. There were four figures. Three of them sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, and one stood and disappeared in the sand.

A crescent moon rose from the ground, and the surrounding sand was instantly stretched open. A huge underground cave appeared. The standing person walked out of the sand, stepped into the cave, and smiled:

"I didn't expect to have an unexpected reward."

The voice was full of warmth, like the warm spring breeze.

Chen Huan narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. The attack just now was endless, like spring rain under the moon.

"Yanyue Sect, Master of Chunyue Court."

Qiyue looked at the three figures who were still sitting cross-legged in the sand.

"The four court masters of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter are all here. It seems that I have fallen into the trap of the Yanyue Sect."

He walked out of the puppet, the paper umbrella shrank and fell into his hand, and looked at Chunyue with a gentle face and said:

"You can't, let Qiuyue and Dongyue come."

If it's just one spring month, seven years old is definitely not in vain, but there are four of them. Even Li Huaijun dare not say that he can win all the waxing and waning four months.

The next moment, the temperature of the whole cave dropped suddenly, and it was instantly covered with frost. Then the sound of ice water condensing rang out, and the ice ridges in the entire underground cave fell, completely frozen, and the climate of the desert instantly entered the cold winter.

Sanqian looked at the young man in white robes who came forward from the back with a gloomy face, and whispered:

"The soil is gone, and I can't escape."

Seeing Dongyue appear, Qisui did not respond, but just glanced at Heijian and Changwei and said:

"You two, wish for the best."

After saying that, he opened the paper umbrella and threw it upwards. As it spun, a cloud of smoke exploded. Seven charming figures emerged from the smoke like lightning, each holding an umbrella sword, stabbing at Dongyue like a stream of light.

Dongyue had a handsome face, with moonlight in his eyes and white eyebrows covered with frost. He raised his sleeves, and a branch of wintersweet carved from white jade appeared in his hand. He held the branch upright in front of his chest and whispered:

"I will give you a branch of spring."

As soon as the words fell, Chun Yue's aura suddenly increased. The crescent moon between her eyebrows rotated and reproduced six circles, like a white flower. She clasped her palms together and shouted loudly:

""Flower Kill!"

The originally frozen cave melted instantly, the wet cave wall rolled up, and countless tender buds rolled out, including huge magnolias, impatiens, winter jasmine, hydrangeas, and pansies......Like arrows and blades, they filled the entire cave in an instant.

San Qian raised the compass in his hand, and the needle instantly pointed to the south. The word"Li" was peeled off from the compass, and instantly a raging fire burst out, swirling into a tornado of fire that wrapped him up.

At this moment, the grass and trees of Zhen and Xun could not get close to the fire.

The seven girls transformed by the seven-year-old instantly turned into seven palm-sized paper figures, which turned freely to dodge the chaotic flower and leaf attacks, and then turned into seven umbrella swords and appeared above Dong Yue's head.

The speed was so fast that there was no way to react, and the seven umbrella swords pierced Dong Yue's head.

But the next moment, Dong Yue's whole body was scattered like mud, and a faint fragrance came out. The seven umbrella swords transformed by the seven-year-old seemed to be confused by the soul, and the light on them suddenly dimmed, and with a bang, they turned into people again.

Chun Yue on the side said with a cruel look on his face:

"Kill one first."

A red light burst out from the mud that Dong Yue had turned into, and instantly pierced through one of the clones.

The clones returned to their positions, and Qi Sui touched his lower abdomen, and a stream of blood flowed out.

Looking at the red light that penetrated the clones, there was an independent one, with swaying flowers and a little blood, which turned out to be a red apricot.

The winter plum was crushed into mud, and the red apricots came out of the wall.

The situation was more troublesome than she had imagined. The four court masters of spring, summer, autumn and winter combined the Yin-Yang method, connected and complemented each other, and could kill each other.

Just now, it was only the spring killing, and the other three months were auxiliary, and the spring moon took action.

The spring killing was the weakest, and it was born for all things. The autumn killing and the winter killing were the real killing intent, and they died for Xiao Se.

But even so , the seven-year-old was also at a disadvantage.

On the other side, as the saying goes, too many people mean more eyes, Chen Huan did not use too many puppet means, the puppet Chang Wei just urged the magic power to resist, and was instantly dismembered by the flowers and leaves, and even the puppet's heart was cut and exploded, buried in the sea of flowers.

Chang Wei died, but the black sickle could not die. The ten-foot-long sickle appeared in his hand, flashing with light. He twisted his waist and slashed, and the flowers rushing towards him instantly turned black and withered.

Then he rushed directly to the bottom of the cave. He had no intention of entangled here. The ice had been melted, and he could escape instantly as long as he touched the ground.

But the next moment, a middle-aged man in a blue robe appeared below him, looking at him with a playful look on his face:

"Let the minions die first"

""Summer wind grows!"

The terrifying storm carried a sky full of flower blades, each with the rhythm of the wind, as if to cut Chen Huan into pieces.

Seeing this, Chen Huan smiled in the same playful way:

"you...Picked the wrong opponent!"

When the wind flower blades approached Chen Huan, they seemed to have met their biological mother, floating around him. The next moment, Chen Huan borrowed the charm of the wind, went against the wind, and appeared in front of Xia Yue in an instant as fast as lightning.

Under Xia Yue's face full of disbelief, the flying flower palms around his arms pressed on his chest.

"Don't play with me!"

The terrifying wind rhythm exploded directly in his body.

A shrill wail resounded throughout the cave, and then the blood of his flesh and blood splattered like ink, and the petals and leaves flew, dyeing the flowers around him particularly weird. The sickle of destruction was raised, dark like a black hole, and it chopped directly at the wailing soul.

""Bi Yue!"

With a sharp shout, a full moon rose directly in front of Chen Huan's eyes, and the next moment, the full moon was covered with colorful peonies.

Chen Huan's sickle drew an arc and accurately slashed the full moon. In an instant, black fog spread, and the peonies on the moon withered instantly. The white full moon seemed to be infected with a vicious death plague.

From the brightness of jade to the black and rotten, it shattered in the next moment.

As Bi Yue Xiu Hua was killed by Chen Huan, Xia Yue's soul disappeared with it.

Chen Huan frowned and tilted his head. Mr. Qiuyue, who was holding a folding fan, was bleeding from all seven orifices, holding the weak and flickering Xia Yue's soul in his hand.

The sudden appearance of this scene stopped the battle in the entire cave instantly, and everyone looked at Chen Huan.

"What a domineering soul attack, who are you?"

Qiuyue touched her brow, and the blood in her seven orifices flowed back up to her seven orifices. Chunyue waved her sleeves, and a pill flew into Xiayue's soul, and the originally flickering soul gradually solidified.

At the same time, she waved her hand, and all the flowers in the cave gathered and merged into a bud. The bud opened, and a naked body appeared inside.

"Use this wood spirit body first."

Xia Yue's soul turned into a stream of light and entered the body. Then he opened his eyes and looked at Chen Huan with a serious expression.

"This guy is weird. My wind rhyme can't hurt him at all, and the black sickle can hurt the soul."

Even Qi Sui and San Qian were stunned. The side that was originally at a disadvantage seemed to have a chance to break through.

Xia Yue, who was in the late stage of transformation, was chopped off by an elder in the sect in an instant.