Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

"How can the puppet show be integrated with the illusion?"

Tie Zhu behind Dr. Lu asked puzzledly. His master raised his eyelids and remained silent. In fact, his heart felt like a cat's paw was scratching him, itching like a cat's paw, but he always put on airs in front of outsiders.

In recent years, they have specialized in medical skills and have not made much progress in martial arts. They do not plan to participate in the war. The two old friends who are ranked in the top ten also have the same idea, and they are jointly responsible for this year's martial arts conference with Fengyunlou.

At this time, these famous figures in the rivers and lakes gathered in the western suburbs of Luocheng, flying down from the top of the canyon one by one, looking at the magic circle that activated the secret realm not far away, and they didn't dare to disturb the busy people there.

The unlucky ghost who dared to disturb this puppet yesterday didn't know how to understand what this puppeteer was doing, so he simply mocked and said that he was playing tricks, but he was defeated by the two puppets who attacked him.

The canyon wind swept across the hem of the puppet master's clothes. The man smiled brightly, but what he said was not human at all.

"Your Excellency is not a member of my puppet path, so naturally I don't know how to integrate the puppet show with the secret realm. It's just that repeated interruptions really hinder the progress, so how about I ask your Excellency to go up to blow the air and calm down for a while?"

After the words fell, the sleeves rolled up in the wind, and the puppet hung the person on a rock above and blew the wind for two hours, his face was swept away.

Being treated like this in front of a group of people at the top of the rivers and lakes, maybe I will tell the juniors in the family later, and I don't know where it will spread.Who can afford to lose this person, that unlucky ghost immediately went back home in desperation.

How can it be a simple role to play top players in the palm of your hand.

After these days, they also looked down on it—a well-arranged puppet show is of course the icing on the cake, and if it is arranged indiscriminately, the illusion alone is enough for this year's rookies to drink a pot.

Let him go.

The puppet master, who was constantly slandered, did not act foolishly. He operated his dantian in a serious manner.

The formation was activated, with a shimmering light, Qu Yang turned around and pointed out, and the eight trigrams table, presser drums, gongs, puppets, etc. arranged in the canyon were thrown into the formation.

"This……"

It was so disorganized that the few onlookers couldn't help but want to stop it.

One operation is completely like putting oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and ingredients into a stir-fry, and stir-frying wantonly with a shovel. Even if we admit that your strength is indeed ridiculously high, and your methods are indeed unpredictable, you can't do it like this, right?

"Huh?" Sensing their emotional changes, Qu Yang uttered a questioning syllable lazily. When he turned around, he met a few pairs of puzzled eyes, and simply pointed to the sky, "Look, everyone."

Dr. Lu looked up as he said, and for a moment he was stunned and forgot to breathe. Tie Zhu beside him opened his mouth wide, and his eyeballs protruded a little in shock.

This is the bottom of a basin, covered by dark clouds and rainy all the year round, and sometimes the sun cannot be seen for several days.

It was raining as usual at this time, and this canyon was no exception. At this time, the raindrops just now disappeared, and one after another I thought it was the rain that had stopped, but I didn't expect it to be...

He looked at the sky and lost the ability to speak for a moment.

What a big skylight and water mirror.

The raindrops formed in the sky but did not fall. Instead, they condensed into one place and melted into a smooth and flat water mirror. The transparent surface was swaying, with the sky behind and the village in front—it was the scene in this secret place .

At this time, dozens of puppets descended from the sky and flew into the beds and cabinets of various houses.Among them was a very special puppet, which was still hanging in the air. She was covered with a layer of blood, and she was silent in a daze, as if her soul had been taken away and had not returned.

The puppeteer whose face was obscured by a layer of mist smiled, and unrestrainedly stretched his sleeves and closed his hands: "This time, the scope of the secret realm is limited to Xinghua Village. Please invite me to integrate it with the puppet show. How about using the puppet as the basis for this competition?" theme."

Everyone followed his gaze and looked at the female puppet standing alone in the air.

"There are puppets who charm people's hearts, live on blood, and feed back the people who feed it while sucking blood. Now her eyes are on the many young warriors with fresh blood in Xinghua Village..."

The puppeteer was mysterious and unpredictable, and his tone was mysterious and weird, as if the beginning of some eerie story.

And not long after they left, the protagonist of the story appeared here.

Zuo Qiutang looked around cautiously, making sure that no one was following, and then approached the formation: "Is it here?"

She was wearing an invisibility cloak and was holding a puppet in her hand. She didn't dare to make a sound when she walked around, leaving a trace. Even so, she still couldn't rest assured, she was a little panicked.

near, near.

The source of that great attraction is right in front of him, the sweet smell hits the tip of his nose, Ji Feng closed his eyes comfortably and took a breath, then opened his eyes suddenly and urged: "That's right there, let's go in!"

Before Zuo Qiutang had time to take a closer look at his surroundings, the impatient puppet grabbed his cuff and channeled an internal force, and his body uncontrollably rushed towards a formation.

At the moment before his consciousness fell into darkness, Zuo Qiutang couldn't help thinking: This is the western suburbs of Los Angeles, and it must not be far from the venue of the Martial Arts Conference. It won't be too late to participate when her strength improves.

Little did she know that she had already fallen into the illusion of the competition.

What Zuo Qiutang didn't know was that a person not far behind her had a panoramic view of the scene with a smile. The moment she sank into the illusion, she raised her finger slightly, and the eyes of the few people who were in charge of guarding the place and lost consciousness for a moment came back. Qingming was restored.

Qu Yang turned around calmly and walked towards the place agreed with Song Yuancheng earlier.

I couldn't find Quyang's person, and lost my hair one after another, walking back and forth: "Why did people suddenly disappear? I haven't finished explaining what will happen after this. Besides, it's not about finding a successor. There are so many competitions this time." Aren’t you afraid you won’t find it?”

Tie Zhu quietly watched him come and go, and when the time came, he adjusted his facial expressions and walked to the top of the canyon with the previous people.

It is not the first time that the western suburbs of Los Angeles have been used as the venue for a martial arts conference. The rocks at the upper end of the canyon have been artificially flattened, and they are sitting on the left end with two old friends who are ranked among the top ten masters. Sit on the right end.

After some distance left and right, the audience followed suit.

Below is a dense crowd, all young warriors from all over the world, some with swords, some with knives, and some with long whips around their waists.

The canyon wind blew through it, agitating the sleeves and hair of the young people a little. Their eyes swept over the faces, and they found that they were all familiar faces.

Most of the people who can come to participate in the Xinxiuchang Martial Arts Conference are well-known in the Jianghu, and some of them are very famous, such as the little sword god of Jianshenshan, and the talisman genius of Xuandaomen.

In comparison, the Song family brothers who have never stepped out of Qingcheng are rarely seen before. Some people are talking and laughing with familiar faces around them, while sweeping their eyes around. .

"I'm Shangshi Zong Guzhong, the two little brothers seem to be unfamiliar." Qu Yang looked up, and the chubby warrior in front of him spoke very familiarly, secretly inquiring about their origins.

After all, Song Yuancheng saw this battle for the first time. Many young geniuses who survived in other people's conversations gathered together and appeared. A genius is inevitably ashamed.

There is a threshold for registering for the Martial Arts Conference, and he doesn't know how he got registered in a daze.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy had everything on his face. Qu Yang saw his discouragement, so he patted him on the shoulder, and smiled back at Gu Zhong: "We are both from Qingcheng. Combining the competition with the puppet show, I am here to see the world."

That's it, Gu Zhong nodded clearly, then pursed his lips, and frowned: "Although every competition is not fatal, it is extremely dangerous. I think you must be what the illusion is..."

"My surname is Song."

"Brother Song must also be aware that mental and spiritual problems will occur if they are not handled properly. Even these geniuses who have already developed internal strength dare not take it lightly."

Qu Yang, who had just achieved great strength, nodded with a smile: "Thank you brother Gu for reminding me, I will definitely protect my younger brother."

Seeing this, Gu Zhong didn't say any more, and turned to find other people.

Qu Yang saw him walking into the crowd, chatting with other young rookies with a smile, almost dozens of people around him knew him, looked away, and looked at Song Yuancheng who had his head slightly lowered.

"Are you still going?"

Most of the rookies who came to participate in the Martial Arts Conference were seventeen or eighteen years old, but their internal strength was already quite good. Song Yuancheng couldn't see through the strength of any one person here, and felt that he was out of tune with these imposing young people.

Before he came, he said that he wanted to see the world, but who would not have the blood to compete for such an old young man, but before the fire was burning, he was poured thoroughly by a basin of cold water. Feeling cold.

What's more, the white and fat Shangshizong warrior just said that if one is not careful, he will lose his mind in the illusion...

The expression on Song Yuancheng's face was constantly changing, struggling endlessly, and finally got rid of the fear rising in his heart and clenched his fists.

He resolutely raised his head: "Brother, I still want to go and have a look."

Illusions may confuse people's minds and damage their minds, but if they shrink back and fear in front of the battle, wouldn't it be worse than even a disturbed person affected by the environment.

It can have many influences on people's mind, and the illusion is also a test of one's will. Song Yuancheng gradually mustered up the confidence to move forward.

If you retreat today, even if you come back in the future, you may have obstacles in your heart and be easily eroded by the illusion, so it is better to fight freely.

The illusion will not kill him, and he still has his brother by his side, so what is there to be afraid of.

Understanding Song Yuancheng's inner thoughts through his expression, Qu Yang nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the rustling wind came, and two warriors came from a distance using light kung fu, holding both sides of the simple and simple wooden sign firmly in their hands, pranced forward on tiptoe, and finally landed on the formation in front of.

The rookies raised their necks to watch, and after a distance, they all silenced excitedly.

It's the rookie leaderboard!

Generally speaking, the rookies who can make it to the top ten will be able to achieve a lot later on. It is no problem to become the overlord of one party. All the top ten masters have come out of the rookie rankings.

The ranking is not just a number, but also a symbol of strength and potential.

The location of the formation was against the rock, and there was a deep depression in it. The warriors who came over with the wooden tokens looked at each other and put the wooden tokens into the depression in unison.

There was a glimmer of light in the depression, and the rock slowly opened with a roar, revealing a road leading to the ground, wrapped in purple light.

The young people held their breath, and their eyes lit up.

This is the way to the secret realm!