It's advanced.

Chen Yao felt the realm of the twelve form gods on the ground and was extremely surprised, because their accomplishments had been upgraded from the initial level of Wang Wu realm to the peak of Wang Wu realm.

It must be the relationship of chaotic vitality that led to the advancement of the twelve form gods.

These twelve form gods can work together to deal with the strong at the beginning of the king's martial arts. Now, after they reach the peak of the king's martial arts, can these twelve form gods deal with the strong at the peak of the king's martial arts?

That is to say, as long as they refine the Twelve Gods so that they can use them for themselves and add their combat power, even if they don't use the heart of killing, sword spirit or demonization, they will almost have the strength to fight with the semi saint.

A strong man like Chu Yidao, who once assassinated his own Wuji demon sect, also has the power of a war. Even if he can't kill the other party, the other party can't help himself.

The realm is not enough, and the equipment is not enough. Chen Yao is not happy to think of here.

So he quickly began to refine twelve form gods.

The method of Shishen refining is somewhat different from the traditional puppet refining method of Shenzhou HaoTu.

For example, in Western Hunan, there is a rigid gate that can manipulate the dead by using spells. In southern Xinjiang, there is a mysterious witch clan that can manipulate each other by putting poisonous insects into the bodies of people or monsters.

The disadvantage of both is that they are not very flexible.

However, Fusang's puppet technique can directly control the other party without any foreign objects at any time and anywhere. Sometimes when the other party is unprepared or the other party's divine consciousness is completely weaker than his own, he takes the other party by surprise to control him and make him his own style God for his own use.

But this type of Magic also has a weakness, that is, the other party's mental strength can't be stronger than himself, otherwise he will be controlled by the other party at that time.

What is most related to spiritual power is the state of mind of martial arts, and Chen Yao now breaks through the heart devil and asks, so his spiritual power is at least unmatched in this world.

Therefore, this type of magic is just like a custom-made for Chen Yao.

The twelve spiritual forces have entered the body of the twelve form gods, integrated into the sea of knowledge of the twelve form gods, and constantly evolved the memory created by Chen Yao in the minds of the twelve form gods.

Instill in them the sense that they are their masters and that they must work hard for themselves.

It's difficult to refine one type God, and it's even more laborious for Chen Yao to refine twelve type gods at the same time, but fortunately, Chen Yao's martial state of mind has reached the level of asking questions.

Moreover, if the twelve form gods are refined at the same time, the twelve form gods will not only retain their most powerful means, but also have common divine knowledge and more tacit understanding with each other. This is why Chen Yao takes the risk to refine the twelve form gods at the same time.

As time passed, Chen Yao, sitting on the ground, was as wet as if he had just climbed up from the river.

Although he has reached the level of asking questions in the state of mind of martial arts, refining twelve Shi gods at the same time also has great pressure on Chen Yao.

Chen Yao's refining speed is not fast, or he deliberately slows down his speed, because he is now weaving a memory in the sea of knowledge of the twelve type gods with his spiritual power.

The more true and perfect this memory is, the more obedient the twelve form gods will be to themselves.

Since the twelve form gods can be used by themselves, they may fall into the hands of others in the future, but as long as they compile a perfect memory, the twelve form gods will not betray themselves.

Therefore, Chen Yao appeared to be careful to ensure that he did not make any mistakes.

Finally, when it was dark, the twelve Shi gods stood up from the ground with Chen Yao.

"Master."

After standing up, the twelve form gods knelt down in front of Chen Yao.

"Not bad."

Chen Yao looked at this scene and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Today, his efforts were not in vain. The refining of the twelve form gods can be called perfect.

They are not only puppets, but also have their own ideas. They are almost the same as ordinary people, but they will be loyal to Chen Yao.

"Remember, I gave you your life, so you must work for me."

"Yes."

Twelve type gods knelt down at Chen Yao's feet.

The twelve kings are the top strongmen in the martial arts realm, and they are also Fusang ninjas who are good at assassination. They are the top monster of the king level, Xiaoyin, purple Thunder Dragon and dragon soul, plus their own God of killing.

Tonight, he will let the blood flow in volon island. None of the pirates on volon Island want to live.

The twelve form gods were collected by Chen Yao. Chen Yao's figure flashed and disappeared from the room... After leaving the cloud piercing ship, Chen Yao performed shadow hiding, and the whole person integrated into the endless night, just like a ghost without a trace, heading for Fulong island.

Near the South China Sea, at a high altitude, a small aircraft lurked in the clouds, and the strong wrapped the aircraft with divine consciousness.

"Old mu, Chen Yao's breath disappeared from the cloud piercing ship. Will he be killed by the ninja of Fusang country? It's all my subordinates' fault. When I realized that the ninja of Fusang country wanted to assassinate Chen Yao, I killed the ninja. What should I do now?"

A strong man at the peak of Huangwu state said respectfully to a white bearded old man in Chinese clothes.

The old man with white beard frowned slightly after listening to the old man in Huangwu territory.

"If Chen Yao is really so easy to be killed by a ninja of Fusang country, how can he deserve to cooperate with our Tang family? I don't interfere in the affairs of Fulong island. I just want to see if Chen Yao is as powerful as the owner of the house and the hometown in hemp clothes. I want to see if he is worth sending so many strong people to help him."

Then his divine consciousness was directly released and shrouded in a thousand miles in an instant.

The strong in the holy martial arts realm.

Yes, this is a saint martial arts strongman.

A moment later, the white beard old man's eyebrows stretched out, "ha ha, it's worthy of being the sword demon Chen Yao. Although there are only seven levels of Wang Wujing, this means really impressed me."

"He actually learned the hiding method of that Fusang ninja, and he is better than that Fusang ninja. If I hadn't deliberately targeted him with divine consciousness, I really couldn't find his trace."

"The seclusion method of Fusang? No wonder I can't detect his trace."

The strong man at the peak of Huangwu state breathed a long sigh of relief.

But then his face suddenly stiffened.

"How could it be that even if Chen Yao caught the strong man of Fusang state and forced him to find out the art of seclusion, but it's only one day's Kung Fu. How can another such a powerful art?"

Hearing the speech, everyone in the field turned strange.