Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 205 Corpse Puppet? Spirit Points!

"Kakaka~"

The cracks spread like a spider web, and in an instant, they turned into scattered fragments of stone.

Five strong, muscular bodies were revealed!
Two men held Zen staffs, two held long sticks, and one held a shovel. Each of them had bulging, muscular muscles, as if they were cast in steel, and were full of metallic texture.

It resembled a bronze statue that had stepped out of a temple, except that its eyes were pitch black and filled with resentment.

Five men stood armed, two in front and three behind, forming a vague formation. Their auras were intertwined, locking onto Liu Sheng and his companion.

"But how did they trigger it?"

Liu Sheng looked down at his feet and suddenly realized what was happening.

So, is the trigger mechanism to enter a deep pit?
That makes sense, though. If you don't enter the deep pit, how can you get to the center of it and obtain the Mango Pomelo Dew?

"careful!"

At this moment, Abbess Jingyue gave a low shout, and with her left hand, she pushed Liu Sheng behind her, while her long sword faced the five attacking monks.

Tsk, the old nun is still kind-hearted!
Liu Sheng took two steps aside to make room.

The long sword in Master Jingyue's hand seemed to come alive, its sword style ever-changing, its movements unpredictable, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up, sometimes down, like bursts of silver light, dazzling and unfathomable.

Her figure disappeared into the layers of sword shadows, becoming blurred and indistinct.

"You're going to suffer a loss."

Liu Sheng glanced at it and frowned.

He possessed a variety of skills, and had mastered several sword and knife techniques to the highest level, comparable to a master of weaponry, with a unique insight.

The old nun's swordsmanship was already highly refined; it could be used to deal with human martial artists, or even spirits and great spirits, without any problem.

But that won't work against these warrior monks.

Because they are corpse puppets, not living beings!
They are incredibly strong, their bodies are as hard as iron, they feel no pain, and they will not die even if their heads are cut off.

Therefore, all sorts of deceptive tricks and variations have lost their value in this battle.

The only correct way to fight is to be bold and decisive, to confront things head-on.

However, the martial arts of Shuiyue Temple are not known for their strength.

and so……

"Qiang Qiang~"

Amid a series of rapid collisions, the sword light suddenly dimmed, and half of the broken sword flew out.

"puff!"

Unable to dodge in time, Abbess Jingyue coughed up blood and flew several feet away, landing on the edge of the deep pit.

Several horrific wounds were found on vital parts of his body, and blood was flowing incessantly.

But she ignored it and loudly reminded him:
"Be careful, these corpse puppets are as hard as spirit iron and as strong as demons. Don't fight them head-on."

Although this old nun was a bit weak, she was still quite kind-hearted.

Of course, she had taken a large amount of Blood Burning Pills before, and was currently in a weakened state.

He was also severely injured by monsters such as the Frost Wolf Demon, and even had an arm torn off, leaving him with less than one-tenth of his peak strength.

Given that true energy is restricted here, losing is to be expected.

However, when it comes to head-on collisions and sheer force...

I'm an expert!
Liu Sheng twisted his neck, and with a swift movement, he blocked the path of several corpse puppets.

His right arm suddenly shot out, like a divine spear slashing down, striking the two corpse puppets without warning and sending them flying.

Previously, the five warrior monk puppets had moved in an orderly manner, still retaining the tacit understanding they had in life.

Their moves are simple yet deadly, completely abandoning all fancy tricks and focusing on speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness to the extreme.

Moreover, there was no change in tactics!
One move and it's either you or me—a fight to the death.

However, these corpse puppets are not living beings; they have no sense of pain and cannot experience emotions such as fear, terror, doubt, or hesitation.

Therefore, they are decisive and ruthless in their attacks, and their combos are continuous. Coupled with their skillful teamwork, they are almost invincible in some respects.

No wonder, even with Master Jingyue's swordsmanship skills, she was quickly defeated.

But these are the things Liu Sheng fears the least!

Or, for him, his favorite opponent is someone who goes head-to-head with him.

Because of—talent, divine power!
Talent, immense strength!
Talent, ferocity!
Talent: Dragon Form!
Talent, on the spot!
……

One after another, his talents erupted: the strength of a dragon, the strength of a leopard, the strength of an elephant, the strength of an ox, the strength of an eagle, the strength of a spider, and so on, all combined within him.

Even the Six Desires Puppet Spider, which is not known for its strength, is still considered a "powerful monster" among demons.

It's just that compared to the other five incarnations, it doesn't rank highly.

At this moment, Liu Sheng, though only in human form and with no change in physique, possessed a terrifying level of power.

I wouldn't dare say I could uproot mountains, but demolishing a city wall would be an easy task.

"Om Paradhi, Svaha!"

At this moment, the five corpse puppets, which had been smashed into countless pieces on the ground, rose again and roared.

Both sides of his chest had fist-sized holes that pierced through his chest and back.

Strangely, no blood flowed out, and even the internal organs were not visible!

It only produced some dark stone powder.

Their bodies had already been petrified!
No wonder he was as hard as iron, impervious to swords and spears, and could not die even after being beheaded.

"If you turn them all into stone dust, can they still get up again?"

Liu Sheng's eyes darted around, and he reached into his storage bag, revealing a spear with a broken tip in his palm.

This was seized from Zheng, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, and it contained a lot of spirit iron.

Although it's not quite a spiritual weapon, it's just what he needs.

His blood and qi surged, mist rose from the top of his head, his muscles bulged, his tendons tightened, and his internal organs roared and glowed.

His body suddenly grew much taller, and iron-gray eagle feathers sprouted on his face, shoulders, back, and hands.

Even his shoulder blades twitched, splitting open in two places, from which a pair of wings sprouted!

He had long since mastered the Eagle Spear Technique and the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt Technique to their highest level.

He used it as firewood to refine the Yin-Yang millstone energy.

At this point, in order to avoid revealing his identity, he singled out this opportunity to demonstrate his abilities, and it all came together naturally.

Compared to Zheng Xiangzhu, who was only at the proficiency level back then, Liu Sheng's mutated form is now nearly three zhang long!

Its pair of iron wings spread out, reaching at least five zhang in length, making it no less large than these corpse puppets.

The spear, which was over ten feet long, looked as thin as a fire poker in his hand.

Standing there, he looks exactly like an eagle demon!
But his eyes were clear, his blood was surging, and he made a "gurgling" sound like boiling water.

Terrifying heat radiated outwards, scorching and distorting the air, creating a mist that transformed into a giant eagle poised to take flight behind him.

"It's been so long since I've fought like this; my body feels rusty."

Liu Sheng twisted his neck, his eyes filled with excitement.

Lately I've been racking my brains, plotting and scheming, and it's been a while since I've had the chance to thoroughly crush my enemies.

To be honest, what he likes most is still the brutal, hand-to-hand combat, tearing enemies apart with his bare hands, and going mad with blood.

That's what men love most!
"Om Paradhi, Svaha!"

At this moment, the corpse puppets roared and charged forward.

Long sticks, monk's staffs, and convenient shovels—each was powerful and heavy, with tricky angles and extremely fast speeds.

Even the air was torn apart, revealing five milky white shockwaves that stirred up dust and sand, obscuring visibility.

"It's the same sentence over and over again, so annoying!"

Liu Sheng grinned, a sinister smile spreading across his face. He swung his right arm, unleashing a burst of power that instantly shattered the air, producing a terrifying whistling sound.

"boom!"

In an instant, the air exploded, producing a piercing roar, and a strange wind arose from the spot, howling and swirling, blowing away the sand and dust.

In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the sky darkened.

He stood firmly in the center, his three-zhang-tall body resembling an iron tower, his wings outstretched, wielding a spear as a club, and sweeping across.

"Hey!"

(End of this chapter)