The urban strengthening system dominates the whole field

The old monk Jiudeng's laughing voice came from the altar behind Ye Hong.

Ye Hong also finally knew the name of the girl in white, but he didn't expect that she was the apprentice of the old monk Jiudeng.

"Ding! Trigger the master-level ability to see through, and trigger the master-level effect [Seeing Fire]."

"Ding! It's over, target type: Ancient Dao Warrior [Visible Taoist stage].

Target's proficiency ability: Puppet Taoism.

Ability Features: Control puppets to fight.

Target Weakness: The body's combat ability is weak. "

Facing the girl again, Ye Hong finally had time to check her profile.

As expected of being the apprentice of Jiudeng Old Monk, at this age, he is already an ancient Dao martial artist at the stage of tangible Taoism.

If this gets out, it is estimated that 90.00% of the people in the ancient martial arts world will want to hang themselves.

However, Ye Hong understood the reason why the girl led him here all the way, it should be because of the order from the old monk Jiudeng.

"The ancient martial arts clock is not something ordinary people can own."

Mu Qingjue, a girl in white, said something expressionless.

Then, without waiting for Ye Hong's reply, with a wave of his slender hand, those puppets rushed towards Ye Hong.

These puppets advance and retreat at a certain rate, arranged in a charge formation, like a whole team of living warriors.

And what makes Ye Hong most interesting is that these puppets, like Mu Qingjue's avatars, also give Ye Hong the feeling of an ancient warrior.

In other words...he faced dozens of ancient warriors all at once?

If it were the same as before, Ye Hong would inevitably be in chaos.

However, after many trials and tribulations, the ordinary ancient warriors are really not enough for him.

Moreover, the ancient Dao Martial Realm of these puppets is just a chart.

Yehong didn't advance or retreat, just stood where he was.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he showed a faint smile to Mu Qingjue.

For some reason, when Mu Qingjue saw this smile, anxiety suddenly flashed in Mu Qingjue's cold as ice heart.

"Ancient Martial Arts...Puppet Taoism!"

Ye Hong spat out these words lightly, and suddenly there was an aura that shocked Mu Qingjue's heart.

"Ding! Trigger the mastery-level copy enhancement ability, copy and strengthen the puppet Taoist..."

Ye Hong, who had fought against Mu Qingjue many times, finally understood this rare meaning!

At this moment, he seems to be transformed into rocks, trees, and water... Quietly feel the feeling of being a part of nature.

The core essence of puppet morality is to treat oneself as a puppet, and controlling the puppet is like controlling one's own hands and feet!

The eyes are wide open, and the puppets are like invisible ropes, entwined among the puppets rushing up.

Ye Hong suddenly had a wonderful feeling in his heart, as if his soul had merged into the bodies of these puppets.

As long as the mind moves, the puppet can be ordered to perform the specified behavior.

All the puppets suddenly stopped in their tracks.

The body stays stiff in place.

The head turns left and right from time to time, like a dead robot.

Mu Qingjue's eternal face finally revealed a look of horror.

"Puppet Taoism?!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 2386 Acquaintance, magic way

Mu Qingjue never expected that Ye Hong would use the same moves to deal with her.

Xiu's eyes were cold, and his breath was pouring into the puppets, as if he was determined to compete with Ye Hong for the control of these puppets.

Ye Hong shook his head and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Intensive cracking sounds erupted from all around, but those puppets were all scattered into stones all at once.

Mu Qingjue bit her thin lip, and waved her hand unwillingly.

The broken stones kept shaking, showing signs of recombining into puppets.

"Qingjue, stop, you have already lost."

The old monk Jiudeng's voice made Mu Qingjue give Ye Hong an annoyed look.

But without saying a word, he stopped obediently.

Ye Hong shrugged and walked back to the altar.

If Old Monk Nine Lanterns doesn't call to stop, he will show Mu Qingjue his true strength.

"You passed the first test, which proves that you have the strength to protect the ancient martial arts clock.

Next is the second test..."

The old monk Jiudeng pointed to the altar under him, and looked at Ye Hong meaningfully: "If you are really destined, please speak out what is in your heart at this moment."

Ye Hong looked down at the familiar altar, and that image appeared in his mind again.

At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the mysterious man in black robe sitting in the center of the altar.

Opening his mouth slightly, he slowly read out the characters that contained the truth of the universe.

"The heaven and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric..."

The Jiudeng old monk on the opposite side shook slightly, his eyes showed sadness and nostalgia, as if he was recalling the distant time.

And Yehong's voice continued...

"From today onwards, [Tai Dao Sect] will be established as the state religion of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

Tai Dao Sect should open up the weather of the world and teach all living beings ancient martial arts.

Hence the name of the bell..."

Ye Hong opened his eyes silently, and said two words in unison with the old monk Jiudeng——

"【Ancient Wu】!"

Ye Hong blinked and looked at the old monk Jiudeng silently, feeling slightly surprised.

He had indeed seen that scene, so that he could repeat the words of the mysterious black-robed man verbatim.

But the old monk Nine Lanterns seemed to have seen it too.

The old monk Jiudeng let out a long sigh, and stretched out his hand to touch the altar under him, as gently as if he was stroking a lover's face.

"You have passed the test, and I will tell you everything next."

Just as the old monk Jiudeng was about to speak, the top of the stone chamber suddenly shook.

Stone powder rustled and fell, pearls and stones flickered.

It seems that something sharp is drilling into it from the outside.

Mu Qingjue stood up straight silently, looking at the top of his head with a wary face.

Jiudeng old monk shook his head and sighed: "There are always people who like to disturb other people's cleanliness."

"boom--"

A hole was broken in the stone wall above the head, and figures wearing masks jumped down from above.

These people's physical strength is extremely high, and they fell from such a high altitude, but they ran to the side of the altar quickly like no one, and surrounded the old monk Jiudeng and Ye Hong.

At a glance, there are nearly a hundred people.

Looking at the movements of these people and the familiar masks on their faces, Ye Hong suddenly thought of a word!

Fifth family!

Only the tactics of the fifth family have such a strong body.

The masks on these people's faces were also similar to the members of the Sea Eagle that Ye Hong had seen before.

Therefore, his face immediately sank, and he swept around murderously.

At this time, a female voice that Ye Hong was deeply familiar with came from above his head.

"Jiu Deng old bald donkey, I finally found you!"

Following the sound, a tall woman also fell straight down from the hole.

With a "bang", two big holes were stepped on the ground.

Strangely, those two big holes were all turned into bunkers.

This woman was about thirty years old, and on a slightly pale face, there was a hint of evil.

Although Ye Hong saw this face for the first time, he somehow felt that he must have seen this woman somewhere.

At this time, the woman's eyes suddenly turned from Jiudeng Old Monk to Ye Hong, and her pupils suddenly condensed into one point.

Then there was a voice full of resentment: "Ye! Hiro!"

From the voice of gnashing teeth, Ye Hong felt strong hatred and hatred.

He searched through the memories in his mind, and finally remembered who this person was!

"Fifth Qingtong?!"

That's right, this person's voice is exactly the same as the Fifth Qingtong who was knocked off the cliff by Jingong 56!

It's just that Fifth Qingtong used to wear a mask, so Ye Hong didn't recognize her face all of a sudden.

Thinking of the actions against him planned by Wu Qingtong several times, Ye Hong's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile: "You didn't fall to your death from such a high cliff, could it be that you belong to Xiaoqiang?"

Wu Qingtong no longer saw the old monk Jiudeng in his eyes, stared at Ye Hong, and said hoarsely: "I always want to seek revenge from you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door today!"

She stepped on the ground with both feet, and a palm hit Ye Hong!

A palm flew out, and the palm was directly magnified several times.

The cold voice reached Ye Hong's ears.

"Underworld Tactics·Ghost Palm!"

Seeing this familiar fighting method, the corner of Ye Hong's mouth twitched slightly.

There is a fifth family inside flavor!

He did not rush, raised his Daoist intention, and greeted him with a palm.

However, to Ye Hong's surprise, his palm did not gain the upper hand.

From Wu Qingtong's palm, there was an aura of more than fighting skills.

There is also a cold, evil breath that Ye Hong vaguely feels he has never seen before!

This breath was like a maggot attached to the bone, burrowing into his body along his left arm.

Like a cold poisonous snake, freezing his blood and gnawing at his breath!

"Ding! Trigger the master-level medical skills, trigger the mastery-level recovery ability..."

Ye Hong frowned and looked at his left arm.

Roads of frost condensed on it.

On top of these frosts, black smoke billowed up.

This domineering and evil atmosphere suddenly reminded Ye Hong of not-so-good memories.

"Magic way?"