C742 Titi method

After an entire two hours, Zhan Tianming left the place.

He was extremely satisfied with the increase in the level of Hellwalker.

"With the Hellwalker, I believe that if I meet that guy again, I should have a chance to kill him, right?" Zhan Tianming muttered.

This time, raising the level of the Hellwalker had truly caused Zhan Tianming to suffer a lot.

His current artificer level and puppet master level had already reached level five, which was equivalent to a Spirit Treasure Master and Soul Puppet Master. And with this level, under normal circumstances, he could only refine Spirit Stages Mystical Puppets, it was fortunate that Zhan Tianming had an Artifact Craftsman's Heart.

Half Saint Profound Puppet, just barely equivalent to a Martial Sovereign of one to two stars.

Actually, this was a level that didn't exist.

It was only because Zhan Tianming possessed a Sun-eroding Black Inflammation and the heart of an artificer that he was able to create such a unique puppet.

Among the Saint-rank Black Puppets, the Inferior Grade was equivalent to one to five star Martial Saints; the Intermediate Grade was equivalent to six to nine star Martial Saints; the Superior Grade was equivalent to one to five star Martial Saints; and the Exquisite Grade was equivalent to six to nine star Martial Saints.

"Right now, Hellwalker is definitely not any weaker than a normal one or two star Martial Sovereign with his sturdy body. However, the Genuine Essence s are a big problem, and just the energy provided by the Genuine Essence s that I have channeled into them is still far from enough. It can be said that Hellwalker is only able to fight a two star Martial Sovereign expert with his body that is as hard as a semi-sage divine weapon."

Zhan Tianming muttered in his heart.

He was slowly discovering the bottleneck of the Puppet Technique.

That was the supply of energy.

If this problem was not resolved, no matter how strong the puppet was, it would have a limited combat strength.

Perhaps this was one of the biggest reasons why puppeteers were not as famous as apothecaries and smiths alike.

"From now on, I have to solve this problem."

"In addition, although I have pretty much finished refining all the materials that I fused with Hellwalker's body, I have yet to fully unleash the effects of many of the materials. Once my blacksmith and puppeteer rank increases, I can refine them a bit more, which will definitely allow Hellwalker to reach the level of the Holy Scale's Profound Puppet."

"At that time, the Hellwalker's fighting strength will definitely increase greatly."

Zhan Tianming's face revealed a hint of happiness.

However, it wasn't that easy to raise the rank of blacksmith and puppet master to rank 6.

After flying to the east and west for an entire day, Zhan Tianming still had not found the entrance to the dragon vein.

"Master, fly to the left front." The Little Purple reminded.

With those jade slips, Little Purple could already clearly feel the direction of the dragon's vein. However, it would still take some time to find a suitable entrance.

According to what Little Purple said.

If he were to directly open an entrance, it would damage the dragon fountain. At that time, even if he managed to obtain it, the effect would be greatly reduced.

Zhan Tianming flew towards the front left and casually asked, "Ba Jie, what exactly are dragon veins?"

"Ugh …" Master, if you don't ask this question, we can still be good friends. " The Little Purple replied.

Zhan Tianming rolled his eyes and was speechless.

Damn, this Little Purple seemed to have learnt the way I speak.

Seeing Zhan Tianming's embarrassed look, Little Purple could not help but grin.

Actually, he did not know what a dragon vein was either. It was just that because he was born with the blood of a divine beast and had awakened its divine beast, he was able to sense the aura of the Divine Dragon even more keenly and that was why he could sense the existence of dragon veins within the In The Ruins of The Dragon Bloodline.

"Eh, it seems like the fight in front of us was very exciting?" Zhan Tianming suddenly said.

His gaze swept towards the distance as well.

That place had previously been very peaceful, but in the next moment, rumbling sounds could be heard, and smoke and dust filled the air.

"Master, there seems to be an entrance up ahead that leads to the dragon fountain." Little Purple said with a hint of joy.

Hearing this news, Zhan Tianming became excited as well.

"That's great! He finally found the entrance. Let's go take a look. " Zhan Tianming laughed.

"Whiz!"

Zhan Tianming increased his flying speed by quite a bit.

Rumble …

Rumble …

Zhan Ming who was strong and had a face full of pockmarks, had unleashed every single punch he threw out with terrifying power.

Everywhere the Fist Strength went, it was like an earthquake.

As for the person fighting against him, it was an extremely beautiful woman.

Her eyebrows were like smoke, her hair was like a waterfall, and her clear and bright eyes seemed to reflect a clear and transparent spirit. No matter from which angle one looked at her, she was flawless, and coupled with her tall and well-developed body, one could not find any flaws on her body.

Especially his pitiful expression, which appeared to be filled with a strong sense of disguise. It gave others an inexplicable and inexplicable feeling of sorrow.

It was as if as long as he dared to hurt this woman, he wouldn't be able to pass the test in his heart.

The lady was Di Fa.

However, to Zhan Ming, he did not have the slightest intention to show mercy.

"Tyrant Sky Killing Fist!"

Rumble …

Rumble …

The power of his fist was unmatched, and it easily blasted a vacuum away from hundreds of meters in front of him.

With a light leap, Di Fa avoided Zhan Ming's fist. Stepping into the air, her body moved as though she were floating in a dream, and the condensed ice sword in her hand lightly tapped out.

"Thousand Ice Arrows!"

Sou sou sou …

Sou sou sou …

Tens of thousands of ice shards shot out like a rain of arrows.

Seeing the ice arrows shooting at him, Zhan Ming's fists shook, his chest quickly crossed over, and exploded towards the sky.

"Sky Tyrant Battle Kill, 300 combo punches!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Ming had already sent out hundreds of punches into the air.

Although the power behind the several hundred fists was quite a bit weaker than the power of a single fist, when the several hundred fists were connected, the horrifying power and range of the fists were greatly inferior to a single fist. With a single collision, they shattered the countless ice arrows into fragments.

Not far away, there was a young man.

The young man's chest stood up slightly, his features elegant and graceful. His brow carried a sense of elegance and gentleness, but if one were to look closely, one would realize that it was not elegance and gentleness, but rather that it contained an incomparably sharp sword intent.

This youth was Dugu Jian.

Unfortunately, in the face of Zhan Ming and his opponent's battle, Dugu Jian was simply unable to intervene.

However, because he couldn't get in the way, he was the first one to notice someone rushing over. He couldn't help but look over.

Seeing the familiar face in his eyes, Dugu Jian could not help but frown.

"He really did come."