After more than ten generations of accumulation, the Hong Kong Island Xuan family has an extremely rich family. Not only is it amazing wealth, but the trump cards left by each generation of heads have reached an incredible height.

A former head of the family accidentally obtained the method of smelting the combat puppets. He dug the graves everywhere and found a corpse with true qi turning into liquid and a body that was not rotten. After decades of research, he really smelted the combat puppets. This was out of control. The ancestor of the Xuan family saw the hope of rapid revitalization of the entire Xuan family.

So he began to dig the ground and dig the grave again. When some Feng Shui treasure lands were visited, but no new immortal corpses were found, the ancestor of the Xuan family turned his attention to his ancestral tomb. At the same time, he left a ancestral teaching | As long as the descendants of the Xuan family reached the true qi and liquid, they could not continue to advance and could not break the void, and they would be refined into combat puppets after death.

So the Xuan family had six combat puppets, and the earliest immortal corpses and later Huang Daxian gathered together to form eight. The earliest immortal corpses practiced the thunder method of the Lei Xiao Sect, while Huang Daxian had a weaker cultivation.

When Xuan Wuji discovered that Wong Tai Sin had actually reached the true qi transformation liquid, which was famous in Hong Kong Island and affected the development of the Xuan family. He made a appointment with Wong Tai Sin. When Wong Tai Sin saw that Xuan Wuji's cultivation was not high, he happily responded. As a result, when he arrived at the competition venue, he was not Xuan Wuji, but the seven fighting puppets of the Xuan family. Even Wong Tai Sin, who had True Qi transformation liquid, could not match the four hands, and was beaten to death by living, and was refined into a puppet.

Over the years, Xuan Wuji has always claimed to the public that he accidentally killed Huang Daxian. Not only people outside think so, but even Uncle Kuan thinks so. No one has ever doubted why Xuan Wuji, who has low cultivation, can kill Huang Daxian? This is unscientific.

The seven fighting puppets on the opposite side rushed over, and when they saw the magic they had produced, the old man was happy: "The descendants of the Xuan family are really great. They are cruel to others and even more cruel to themselves. They actually refined all the six ancestors into puppets.

Looking at the colorful Qi soldiers on the opposite side, Xuan Qi's pupils tightened slightly, and the pores around him opened wide, mobilizing the spiritual energy of the heavens. His body expanded sharply, and there were extremely sharp thorns on his fingers.

In one world, Xuan Qi is the creator, and thunder magic is just a small path. Xuan Qi can use many spiritual powers of the heavens, and the mysterious magic tricks that can be used are endless. Looking at the seven fighting puppets coming from the opposite side, Xuan Qi opened his mouth and let out a tiger roar. He stepped on the ground with his feet. The hot temperature in the void spreads, and the fierce fire continued to burn. Xuan Qi jumped in the flames, like a clever elf.

Thunder and fire are complementary things. Xuan Qi can control thunder and naturally set fire to set fire with the entire void flames. The air continues to heat up, and the fire is burning and pressing against the seven fighting puppets on the opposite side.

After being refined into puppets, there are mostly some Yu corpses without water, and the flames are the most powerful and yang in this world. As the flames are baked, Yu corpses can easily be burned to ashes. So they all stopped and dared not move forward any further.

Xuan Wuji could not have such a backhand. His anger had filled his heart. He pinched a seal in his hand. Seven combat puppets and the combat puppets behind him gathered together, keeping a distance of not far or close.

Xuan Qi would not choose to stalemate. Xuan Qi was like a fire dragon in the flames. After folding his hands together, ten qi soldiers flashed on his palms. Behind his waist, a qi soldier soared into the air, turning into a fire dragon in the flames, and roaring towards the ancestor of the Xuan family.

At the same time, Xuan Qi shouted loudly: "The combat puppet is something that hurts the sky. Your unfilial descendants actually drove away your ancestors to fight. Today, I will help you save your souls, let the dust return to the dust, and let the soil return to the soil." After saying that, he pinched his hand and found that the fire dragon whistling forward turned into a boiling hot moment with its fierce and hot moment.

Every sentence Xuan Qi said was reasonable. Xuan Wuji was speechless and squeezed the seal again. He wanted the combat puppet to retreat, but the eight combat puppets retreated together. When he was about to retreat again, the fire dragon in the void suddenly accelerated and immediately rolled on the ancestor of the Xuan family. The ancestor who could not avoid it turned into a fire man.

After all, it is the rest of the battle puppet, and the magic on it is not complete. If it were an ancient battle puppet, you would not be afraid of such a bad flame.

With the Fire Dragon scroll, the ban originally placed on the immortal corpse is out of control. Even if the true qi is transformed into liquid, the immortal corpse that does not rot in the body will turn into ashes in this flame.

The people watching the fun around realized that they looked at the jumping flames and the black smoke rising into the sky, and their bodies began to tremble. Who would have thought that the monks who jumped around and could emit their qi soldiers were not living people, but corpses?

Looking at the body swallowed by the flames, I could not hear his screams or his struggles, but I could only see him turning into ashes in the flames. But at the end, a sigh as if it was liberation.

After hearing such a sigh, everyone felt that their bodies were inexplicably cold, and their teeth were involuntarily colliding together. This was too strange and terrifying, and even made them feel a little illusion that they were suddenly dreaming.

The people brought by Wei Guangzheng were retreating, and their creepy fear made them at a loss. On weekdays, they often talked about things, making themselves crazy, and then they could fool this one or another. They never thought that fooling others would really happen to themselves.

Wei Guangzheng also tried his best to comfort him: "Sit down for me, don't move around, don't disturb the two parties who are competing. If anyone provoked, we can't bear the anger of each other."

At this time, a young man cried and said in a trembling tone: "They are so powerful, why are we here to play in the hall? Isn't this asking for death?" The people who were originally thinking of killing all directions nodded desperately, thinking that this guy finally said something reliable.

"Keep your mind and calm your energy." Wei Guangzheng comforted everyone and said, "It's not as bad as you think. After waiting for them to decide a victory or defeat, we will leave and just treat it as coming here to make some soy sauce."

"Isn't the one who is here to play soy?" Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and then nodded together. It was not the one who is here to play soy sauce, but the one who is here to play soy sauce. This absurd reason that even he could not convince himself became an excuse that he had to say.

Looking at a fighting puppet burned to ashes, Xuan Wuji's face was a little flushed, his eyes were shining with a cold light, and he shouted at Xuan Qi: "You are all forcing me." As he said that, he took out a slender long knife from his pocket and put it on his wrist, armpits, ankles, and front and back hearts, cut a bright red hole, and let the blood gush out.

Xuan Wuji sprinkled the blood on the remaining seven combat puppets. As the bright red blood sprayed, a bright red and green light on the bodies of the seven combat puppets also became abundant. Xuan Wuji seemed to be crazy, spraying nearly half of the blood in his body.

The momentum around the seven fighting puppets changed suddenly, and even their originally astringent eyes became agile. Under the nourishment of Xuan Wuji's essence and blood, this trace of wisdom flashed in their expressions. Under the guidance of Xuan Wuji, they even roared at Xuan Qi in the flames.

The brain is the most magical place for humans. Through eyes, nose, ears, palms and skin, it will record everything a person experiences in his life, and form different thinking based on different experiences, and form wisdom with inertia.

Research has shown that the brain will die after human death. The memory cells inside will also disappear. The reason why humans can innovate is the innovation of the brain based on the superposition of memories. Once a person's brain cells die, the memory will also disappear.

But there is an insurmountable gap between normal people and monks. Once a person practices to reach the true qi liquid, his body will not rot and immortal, and his brain will also enter a dormant state, just like the standby state of computers. Over the long years, the cells inside will be consumed bit by bit until they die completely.

The Xuan family refines those who have transformed into liquid into combat puppets, which is equivalent to using medicine to continue the body's motivation. Now Xuan Wuji uses his essence and blood to activate the brain cells of these combat puppets. He immediately makes these puppets no longer rely on instinct to fight, but on wisdom, and their combat power has increased greatly for a moment.

Looking at the battle puppets who were pressing over again, Xuan Qi frowned: "It seems that they are no longer afraid of fire." As he was speaking, Xuan Qi's fingers flicked forward continuously, and seven fire dragons soared into the air, rushing towards the seven battle puppets opposite, letting the flames roar and boiling hot. They remained motionless, and walked towards Xuan Qi step by step with heavy weight.

The old turtle said loudly in Xuan Qi's ear: "All kinds of magic and five kinds of spiritual power are nothing more than metal, wood, water, fire and earth, or the mutual generation of yin and yang, or the mutual restraint of the five elements. What you need to do now is to master these five methods proficiently and produce comprehensive magic."

Looking at Xuan Qi's confusion, Lao Feng couldn't help but continue to say: "Fire and gold produce thunder, water and soil transform into ice, wood and metal produce wind, all kinds of magic can be fully mastered as long as you can combine them properly. What you have to do now is to use as skillfully as possible, instead of just using the Five Thunder Magic Skills, or just a single fire."

Just as the old man told Xuan Qi that when he was pondering, the seven fighting puppets on the opposite side rushed over. The puppets who were proficient in thunder magic flipped their hands, and a divine thunder twisted in the void, and then turned into a silver snake, landing directly on Xuan Qi's head.
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