Start Pretending To Be the Creator Chapter 339

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Is this perverted puppet really a challenge?

Fu Xinghuan's face was ugly, and he muttered in his heart.

In the face of this unreasonable puppet, he who originally wanted to rely on his own strength to fight, immediately felt that it was impossible.

There was no other way, he didn't want to rely on foreign objects, so he could only try to use them to see if he could defeat them.

The next second, he took out a bunch of things from his body while dodging.

First, he put a quickness talisman on his body to make his body move faster, and then he ate several medicinal pills to restore his spiritual essence.

Then, he threw out some spiritual talismans to interfere.

With the help of these kinds of foreign objects, he finally managed to gain the upper hand.

Not far away, Wang Xiaoyu, who was watching, couldn't help sighing, "This puppet is really perverted. I didn't expect that even Big Brother Fu would have to use the aid of foreign objects to have the possibility of victory."

"Yes, so I suspect that this puppet is used by this ruin to make things difficult for people. How can such a difficult puppet be defeated under normal circumstances!"

"If it weren't for Brother Fu, we wouldn't be able to defeat this thing even if we used foreign objects!" Rong Ying said angrily.

"right……"

Just as they agreed one by one, the battle between Fu Xinghuan and the puppet continued.

Fu Xinghuan was panting slightly, waving talismans and controlling flying sword attacks from time to time, and also resorting to spiritual aids one after another.

In this case, the spiritual energy in his body was rapidly consumed. If it wasn't for the pills that restored the spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in his body would have been consumed long ago.

In the end, in a state of embarrassment and a very difficult challenge, he finally found time to find an opportunity.

With a swish, Ling Yunjian stabbed into the puppet's head with a swish.

The puppet's movements froze, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"Won!"

Fu Xinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

The onlookers Wang Xiaoyu and others also cheered at this meeting.

"Brother Fu is so powerful, even such a powerful puppet can win!"

"As expected of the most talented of us!"

Hearing the compliments, Fu Xinghuan's mood also became happy.

Then, he said, "I won, pass the trial, what is the reward?"

Not long after the words fell, a surprised voice from the spirit of the formation sounded.

"What are you talking about, what passed the trial"

Fu Xinghuan's mood suddenly calmed down, "What do you mean?"

At this time, the spirit of the formation also understood what he was thinking, and immediately said speechlessly, "Are you kidding me, the trial has only been carried out a part, how can it be passed like this?"

After the words fell, the scene became quiet.

Fu Xinghuan and the others listened to these words in disbelief.

"You mean the trial is not over yet," Fu Xinghuan said in surprise.

"That's right." The spirit of the formation said in a stern voice.

After being confirmed, Fu Xinghuan felt even more unbelievable, and said, "It's such a difficult puppet, it's not over yet after the victory, are you joking?"

In order to defeat the puppet just now, he has spent a lot of effort and used various foreign objects, but now he tells him that it is not over yet.

It's not really a joke, it's not embarrassing him

As if in response to his words, the third puppet came out the next moment.

And when the puppet came out, including Fu Xinghuan, they all felt a strong sense of life and death crisis.

Then, the power of mood emanating from this puppet shocked them even more.

Seventy percent of the power of mood!

Feeling the power of this terrifying artistic conception, no one is not afraid.

And then what followed was that it felt outrageous.

They talked angrily one by one.

"Can this puppet be defeated?"

"Is it deliberately not wanting us to succeed in the trial?"

"In addition to the Foundation Establishment, there are people who can defeat this kind of puppet during the Qi training period."

"Qicheng mood, are you joking?"

"The power of such a high artistic conception is not necessarily available in the later stage of foundation building!"

By now, they have determined that this guy is deliberately not wanting them to succeed in the trial!

However, in the face of their indignant remarks, the spirit of the formation said slyly, "This can only prove that you are narrow-minded and that what you can't do yourself, you think others can't do it."

"I didn't deliberately embarrass you. This puppet with 70% artistic conception and perfect spirituality level is itself the third level set by the trial."

Perfect Spirituality?

Wang Xiaoyu and others, who thought it was outrageous at first, noticed this remark, their eyes widened, and they took a deep breath.

70% of the artistic conception plus the spiritual art of the perfection level, is this something that can be overcome by human beings?

They felt that either the owner of the mysterious voice was insane, or they were insane.

At the same time, I am more and more certain that this is making things difficult for them and giving them an impossible opponent!

"Hmph..." The spirit of the formation snorted coldly and said, "Are you still challenging, you can give up if you don't challenge."

Fu Xinghuan knew that this was asking him.

Although he was unwilling, he didn't think he could win this puppet who was deliberately used to make things difficult for others, and said directly, "I admit defeat."

Seeing him admit defeat, Wang Xiaoyu and others were even more resentful.

It's just that the spirit of the formation, who was angry with them, did not focus on them, but on another person.

"You're the last one, it's your turn."

The spirit of the formation said sullenly towards the passing body.

The transmigrator nodded, walked out slowly, and stood at the position where Fu Xinghuan was standing, and the puppet was also replaced, becoming a puppet of the first level.

Seeing him stand up, Wang Xiaoyu and the others were taken aback for a moment, and then they remembered that there was still one person who had not performed the trial.

"It's this guy..." Wang Xiaoyu frowned slightly.

Before, they had advised this guy not to participate in the trial impulsively, reminding him that the trial was dangerous, but he was rejected directly.

Even these geniuses have fought so hard, let alone this person

Now that they see this person undergoing trials, they want to see how long this person can persevere.

You can't even pass the first level, can you?

Just as they were thinking so, the trial had already begun.

Looking at the wooden puppet who was about to launch an attack in the distance, he thought about it through his body, and with 30% of the artistic conception and Xiaocheng's level of spirituality, he displayed a water arrow.

With a bang, facing the water arrow with 30% artistic conception attached, even if the puppet man wanted to struggle, he was still killed by one blow.

Looking at the fallen puppet, including the spirit of the formation, all felt surprised.

"The artistic conception of 30% and the spirit of Xiaocheng," Wang Xiaoyu said stunned.

"This person is more talented than us" Rong Ying dared not believe her.

In addition, they also discovered another place that shocked them, and that was the cultivation realm displayed by the puppet.

Just now, it actually showed the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi training, which means...

This doesn't look like much, only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy turned out to be an immortal cultivator of the ninth level of Qi practice.

"This……"

They were stunned.

"Could it be that this guy has a natural talent for cultivating immortal spirits and is so strong?"

Not only them, but even the spirit of the formation, this would be very surprising to the youth's cultivation.

He knows more than Wang Xiaoyu and the others. He knows that the last time this young man came, he was only practicing the fifth level of Qi. He has not seen it for a few months, and he has become the ninth level of Qi training.

In their surprise, soon the second wooden puppet came into play.

Looking at this puppet with 40% of the artistic conception and the level of spirituality, Rong Ying and others already have an answer in their hearts for the next result.

"Even Big Brother Fu, who is a once-in-hundred-year-old genius who has the artistic conception of 40% gold, has spent his best efforts to win. It is impossible for him to have only 30% of the artistic conception..."

One of the five was a burly man named Guo Shuwei, said.

But before he could say anything, what was revealed at the battle scene made them feel like they were in a dream.

Transmigrating body glanced at the puppet on the opposite side, and his body immediately exuded 60% of the power of artistic conception.

The mysterious aura filled the air, and it seemed to affect the surrounding environment.

Two blue water arrows appeared.

Then, Wang Xiaoyu and the others saw in disbelief that the puppet that gave Big Brother Fu a headache and won only after abolishing the boss's kung fu, was instantly killed by a single blow!

"He is hiding his strength in front of him?"

"60% of the power of artistic conception, and Dacheng level of spirituality?"

"How can this level of artistic conception be mastered by others, is this guy still a human?"

Guo Shuwei and the other four were unbelievable.

"Who the **** is he, where did he come from, and how come I've never heard of him?"

Is he stronger than Brother Fu, who is known as a once-in-century genius?

Fu Xinghuan next to him was startled, his eyes a little dull.

Not only are they unbelievable, the spirit of the formation is similar at this time.

"Already 60% of the power of mood"

"With this boy's terrible talent, he can improve so quickly"

[The mysterious spirit of the formation has once again detected your talent, and doubted your life because of your aptitude that is still poor and has not changed in the slightest...]

At this time, the third puppet appeared.

With the appearance of this puppet, everyone including Fu Xinghuan felt a heavy pressure.

A puppet with 70% artistic conception and perfect spirituality!

This kind of terrifying puppet that makes Big Brother Fu fear and admit defeat without even thinking about it, how could anyone be able to defeat it?

Even this young man who looks like a fairy and whose talent is so strong that they feel incredible, there is definitely a big gap between this puppet...

The spirit of the formation also felt that there would be no surprises. No one knew better than him that this third puppet was so powerful that there were only a few people for thousands of years...

Then the next moment, they were stunned, because they sensed another surge in the youth's breath.

Facing the aura of the puppet, the transmigrator didn't bother to hide it, and directly released all the power of artistic conception.

As soon as Jiucheng's mood and momentum came out, he immediately suppressed the momentum of the puppet.

"Water archery."

After passing through the body and mind, three water arrows appeared out of thin air, and attacked the puppet as quickly as the wind.

The wooden puppet reacted quickly, and while using the earth-based defensive shield spirit technique, he moved his body to try to dodge.

It's just a pity that in the face of the three water arrows with 90% artistic conception attached, the wooden puppet man has no extra resistance at all.

With a swoosh, one of the water arrows easily pierced the shield, and then stabbed into his chest.

With a bang, a huge explosion sounded, and strong energy escaped.

The wooden puppet was torn in half by the energy of the water arrow, and fell to the ground from a distance.

Looking at the perverted puppet that was instantly killed by a single blow, everyone turned to look at the young man standing in the field, and their expressions became extremely sluggish.

This puppet, which they thought was not something that people could deal with, was wiped out by one blow, and it was wiped out so easily...

The most important thing is the artistic conception that this strong and unreal boy shows.

"The intensity of this mood..."

"Nine percent"

"Ninety percent of the power of artistic conception!"

Fu Xinghuan's icy face froze, and the expression on his face was filled with disbelief.

This is definitely not true. This teenage boy actually possesses 90% of the power of artistic conception.

It is not necessary to have such a level of artistic conception to establish a complete foundation!

Moreover, his spiritual skills have also reached the level of consummation?

Wang Xiaoyu on the side was in a trance, "There is still such a genius in the world"

In disbelief, he murmured, "Big Brother Fu is a once-in-century genius, so what is this young man?"

"Once in a thousand years?"

Guo Shuwei opened his mouth wide, this is only in rumors, right?

Don't talk about them, thinking that there will be no unexpected spirits of formation, there are also a lot of surprises in my heart.

For thousands of years, the third puppet that only a few demons had killed was actually killed

And this young man actually has 90% of the power of artistic conception

The spirit of the formation is very clear, how difficult it is to achieve this step, and talent and opportunity are indispensable!

Moreover, among those few arrogant demons, the power of artistic conception mastered by this young man is one of the best!

There is only one person like him!

At this moment, even if the aptitude of this young man is very bad, the spirit of the formation can't help but ignore this.

If he did it, he did it, even if his cultivation aptitude was poor, it was enough to be called a arrogant evildoer.

In the spirit of the formation, there is a sudden desire in my heart.

"Is someone finally going to pass the trial?"

"The restriction that has been stuck for thousands of years is finally going to be broken?"

At this moment~www.mtlnovel.com~ he looked at the boy with hope.

As long as he can pass the final trial, then he can be freed from here.

Just when he was thinking about it, and Guo Shuwei and others were shocked, another footstep sounded.

To the surprise of Fu Xinghuan and the other five, a fourth puppet appeared that shocked them.

"There is still!"

The next moment, the breath emanating from the wooden puppets made them feel suffocated.

The aura of the ten percent Great Perfection mood radiated from the puppet.

In a trance, they felt as if they were facing the Immortal Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"It's terrible, is this really not a joke?"

"The power of the Great Perfection?!"

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