C320 Puppet Unlock New Mode Sneeze

Compared to the other cultivators fighting on the stage, the place where Ji Haotian was on was much quieter. After all, the cultivators did not know whether the puppet in Ji Haotian's hand still had the power to fight, but they knew that although the glow emitted from the puppet had dimmed, they did not know if the puppet would still be able to fight.

If he still had the power to fight, then only Mu Jian Chen and the other true monsters would be able to fight against Ji Haotian!

Ji Haotian's gaze swept across the cultivators below the stage one by one, and upon realizing that no one was going to challenge him, he leisurely opened the spatial ring that he snatched away from them.

After some investigation, Ji Haotian found that the twenty spatial rings in his hand, other than a few sect's cultivation techniques, martial skills, spirit stones and treasures, were piled up with a large amount of materials needed to refine puppets.

Seeing all these, Ji Haotian's eyes revealed a smile.

In his previous life, Ji Haotian was a Royal Grade Refiner, and Puppets belonged to a small branch of the Refining Dao. In his previous life, Ji Haotian was able to refine Divine level puppets in his previous life.

However, before he refined the puppets, Ji Haotian had immediately used his spirit pattern brush to draw self-destructing runes on each weapon. Although the weapons in his hand were all spirit ranked treasures, once the self-destructing rune was drawn on them, their power would be comparable to any normal Saint rank treasure's full power attack.

This method did not seem to be of much use, but it was not a Spirit Ranked Magic Treasure self-destructing. Instead, it was twenty, thirty, or even forty, a hundred?

Just the thought of its power made him excited.

After drawing the Explosive Spirit Tattoo, Ji Haotian had carved a brand-new Spirit Tattoo on the weapons.

Thinking about this, Ji Haotian started to take out the spirit pattern pen to draw spirit patterns on each Spirit Level Artifact. After doing all of this, Ji Haotian took out thirty golden beans and started to draw spirit patterns on the golden beans to level them up.

"What is that kid doing?"

"I don't know." But in my opinion, when the battle between Nie Junlin and Su Mu Yang ends, I think that they will come and take care of this brat! "

"To actually inscribe spirit inscriptions at such a time, in my opinion, he simply doesn't know the meaning of death."

When the cultivators spectating the battle saw Ji Haotian's actions, they started discussing amongst themselves. In their eyes, if Ji Haotian did not raise his cultivation, sitting there and inscribing any kind of spirit pattern, was simply courting death!

Ji Haotian did not care about them, but turned his gaze towards the thirty puppets in his hands. Although these puppets were at the Spirit Level, able to defeat many Peak King Realm cultivators, they were still not enough to deal with Nie Junlin and the rest.

"Looks like I can only raise these puppets to Saint-rank. I have to go all out!"

Ji Haotian took a deep breath and started to inscribe. The beans in his hand that were emitting a gold light were continuously drawn with spirit patterns.

"Cough cough, is it because of the material? Again! "

Ji Haotian glanced at the beans in his hand that were originally brilliant and turned into black smoke, and immediately waved his hand, sighing helplessly, as he said.

When the Blood Fiend Demon King saw the pile of golden beans that had turned into ashes, his heart skipped a beat. If it wasn't for the fact that he was still a heart and could not make a move, he would have already rushed forward to beat Ji Haotian up.

"What, you don't want me to use these puppets?" Ji Haotian glared at the Blood Fiend Demon King, lightly shaking his Heavenly Law Calabash, and said.

"I …"

The Blood Fiend Demon King could only reveal an expression that he could not see and did not bother to say a word.

"Hahaha, what is this brat doing? It couldn't be that he was stunned! "He's actually destroying those powerful puppets. Hahaha, he is simply too reckless. Once he completely destroys these puppets, I will be the first to challenge him. I will definitely be the first to snatch the spatial ring from him. Maybe I can even use this as a way to enter the dragon gate."

"This time, it's …" Did the spirit tattoos collide? It seems like I have removed the sword marrow spirit patterns to inscribe new spirit inscriptions! "

"This time again …"

On the stage, Ji Haotian continuously took out the golden bean and began drawing. In his previous life, although he had reached the peak of the path of artifact forging, he had rarely succeeded in refining a puppet across different realms.

However, with the Heavenly Law Calabash seeing through all of the flaws, he was completely able to figure out the specific reason for every failure.

Once, twice, thrice … ten times

"Hahaha, this kid actually destroyed ten puppets in a row. I hope this kid is a bit more ruthless. That way, I might have a chance to see him destroy all thirty puppets. When the time comes, I'll go up."

The long time he had spent inscribing spirit patterns had made Ji Haotian feel sleepy, the immortal Qi in his body had been depleted, but fortunately, he had spirit stones in his hands to replenish the spirit stones he had lost earlier.

Eleven times … Twelve times...

Six hours later, Ji Haotian's eyes slightly changed as he looked at the puppet in his hands, which suddenly burst forth with a dazzling purple brilliance, and revealed a satisfied expression. This time, he had actually succeeded, and this puppet was...

A Saint-rank Tier 1 puppet!

After Ji Haotian finished refining, he slowly closed his eyes and thought about every step during the refining process. After confirming that there were no mistakes, Ji Haotian once again began refining the puppets.

Four hours later, looking at the ten golden light purple beans that had advanced, Ji Haotian revealed a satisfied smile.

Ji Haotian stood up and looked at the other stages.

Ji Haotian looked at the many Meng Family disciples under Yao Suman's stage and frowned, saying, "This is a battle of attrition, you guys want to fight against my Yunmeng Martial Mansion's disciples? You guys are as shameless as ever! Since that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless! "

Under Demon King Xie's instructions, the many puppets headed towards the direction of Yao Suman's stage.

Although the Longmen Competition prohibited the use of pills, cultivators were not prohibited from inscribing their own puppets. After all, to most puppeteers, creating their own puppets was a part of their strength.

"Hmm? What was that kid doing? Only a single golem remained? "

"Let's not fight first. Let's see how strong those puppets are."

All the cultivators looked towards the stage where Yao Suman was standing.

"Youngest junior brother, is this something you brought for me?"

Yao Suman looked at the puppet beside her and muttered.

"Hmph, they are only nine puppets. What's there to be afraid of?" Even though you defeated ten cultivators of the Meng Clan, the spiritual energy in your body is almost depleted! If you were to spend the night with me at the Meng Clan, I might spare you! If I don't kill you, what do you think? "

After the young man entered the stage, he looked at the puppet beside Yao Suman and spoke with an arrogant expression.

His name was Meng Yangquan, and he was much stronger than Meng Donglin. In his opinion, he was a direct descendant of the Meng Family, and his own strength was much stronger than the other cultivators in the Meng Family. Furthermore, Yao Suman had already used up all the Qi in his body, so it was high time for him to make his move.

Even if Yao Suman applied to the deacon for a truce, two hours of time would not even be enough for her to recover her spiritual energy. As for the puppet beside Yao Suman, it was immediately ignored. Although the combat power of the puppet that Ji Haotian used in his previous battle was extremely strong, he did not believe that she would be able to bring out the full power of the puppet after being refined by a cultivator at the middle stage of the Anti-Emptiness Realm.

From his point of view, the puppet next to Yao Suman was just a paper tiger!

"Scram!"

Yao Suman frowned slightly and shouted.

"Let the battle begin!" A middle-aged man wearing a deacon uniform said.

"Since you are so reckless, go and die!" Meng Yangquan's body flickered as he rushed towards Yao Suman.

The moment Meng Yanglian made his move, nine puppets appeared before him.

"You reckless fool, scram!" Meng Yangquan shouted angrily with a ferocious expression.

The spirit patterns on the nine puppets lit up, and a terrifying pressure swept towards Meng Yangquan.

"This... It must be a fake. How could a puppet possess such strength? " Meng Yangquan felt the energy fluctuations coming from the puppets, and his expression became extremely ugly. The long sword in his hand suddenly lit up with a red light, and he was about to kill the puppets in the distance.

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

The nine puppets began to sneeze and the snot landed on Meng Yangli's face. Suddenly, the scene...

"These golems actually …"

"Sneeze?"

When the cultivators saw the snot on Meng Yangquan's face, they were all dumbstruck and confused. They knew Meng Yangquan's identity. He was the eldest son of the Meng family, but now …

Others had snot all over their faces …

When Ji Haotian saw the scene before his eyes, he was slightly stunned. He never thought that those puppets would actually have such flaws.

"Sacred Ranked Puppet, your body can fight against an early stage Emperor Realm. "The second flaw is that once hit, the person will scream in pain, and the scream will be extremely mournful …"

"AHH!" You … "You're looking to die …"

On the stage, Meng Yangquan couldn't help but to rub the snot on his face, his face extremely gloomy. He did not expect Ji Haotian to sneeze at his puppet, which made him feel as if ten thousand horses were galloping across his heart. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

Blood Slash!

Meng Yangshui waved the sword in his hand and a blood-red light shot out towards the nine puppets in the distance. In his view, even if he were to kill all these puppets, it would not be enough to vent his anger. Not only would he have to kill all the puppets, he would also have to cripple Yao Suman and cut off her four limbs …

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and the nine puppets stood motionlessly, unharmed in front of Yao Suman.

"This... How is this possible? "No …" Meng Yangquan looked at the still unharmed puppet and his face twitched. He felt very uncomfortable as he swung the sword in his hand again.

Mad Demon Thirty-Six Slash!

The thirty-six light blades, accompanied by the terrifying sound of wind breaking, shot towards the distant nine puppets.

A fist blasted out from the puppet, directly striking the thirty-six light blades.

BOOM!

The moment the two collided, the surrounding space seemed to shatter. A visible energy ripple spread out in all directions.

"It's the Meng Family's Insane Demon Thirty-Six Slash. It has been cultivated to the Mastery Stage. It seems like those puppets will be chopped into pieces by Meng Yangquan!"

"Hmph, although those puppets can block the Earth Ranked Martial Technique Blood Slash, the Mad Demon Thirty-Six Slash is a high grade Heaven Ranked Martial Technique. This way … Eh? Those golems … Completely unharmed, with just his fist, he managed to catch the Heaven Ranked Martial Technique, this … How is that possible? "

Everyone looked at the puppets in the distance and took a deep breath. Their eyes were filled with shock, but before they could react, the nine puppets had already rushed toward Meng Yangquan.

He did not expect that the puppets would not only not be able to deal any damage to him, but also keep on sneezing. As the puppets got closer, one by one, a sneeze came out and landed on his face, hands …

Feeling the sneeze on his face, Meng Yangquan felt extremely uncomfortable, especially when he saw the gazes of the onlookers land on him. The anger in his heart surged like a raging river, and when the puppets charged at him, he didn't even use his sword.

Meng Yangquan punched the puppet ferociously, causing the sound of bone cracking to ring out.

Ah, it hurts! My hand is about to break! "

When Meng Yangquan heard the puppet's voice, his eardrums began to vibrate, and he felt an excruciating pain in his arm. "I was obviously injured, okay?" What the hell are you screaming for?

The Blood Fiend Demon King looked at the scene in the distance and was stunned. Although he had ordered the puppets to attack Meng Yangquan earlier, he did not let them say anything.

When the surrounding cultivators saw the scene before them, they couldn't help but think of something. The corners of their mouths twitched as they looked with strange expressions at the distant Ji Haotian.

They didn't think that the puppet would scream out for pain again. However, why was the puppet's hand fine and Meng Yangli's hand swollen like a pig's foot?

"Achoo!"

Meng Yangquan looked at the snot on Gao's swollen hands and knees. His face was extremely ugly as he attacked the puppet without caring about the image of the Meng Family's eldest son.

Two hours later, Meng Yangquan fell to the ground, unconscious.

However, the crowd below the arena saw that besides his left hand, the rest of his body was covered in blood and snot …

One of the nine puppets took Meng Yangli's spatial ring and passed it to Yao Suman.

After finishing the nine puppets, their gazes involuntarily fell on the cultivators of the Meng Clan.

All of the disciples of the Meng family looked at the nine puppets with their mouths agape. They knew about Meng Yangquan's battle prowess, but even Meng Yangquan wasn't a match for the puppets. If they went up on their own at this time, wouldn't they …

Thinking up to here, the rest of the Meng Clan disciples scattered in all directions to the other arenas. They were truly worried. If they entered the arena, their bodies would be covered with snot …