with the fiery sky, did the little fire crow, its small flame blazing in unison with the setting sun, let out a chirp and shoot towards Lu Xiaoteng like a streak of fire. In a blink, it landed on his...The vast disparity between a Golden Core-level monster and a Qi Refinement cultivator is evident at a glance.

xiang Hua's heart tightened. Though he had several talismans given to him by Lu Xia Tian, in the current situation, even if he managed to eliminate these two Ice Crocodiles of the Golden Core level, what good would it do He could very well encounter other dangers in the next instant.

After all, Lu Xia Tian didn't give many spirit talismans, and the seventh-order spirit talisman was already insufficient to deal with the current situation.

Two ice crocodiles of the Jindan level crushed their way over, causing panic among the Qi Refining cultivators. Even though there were quite a few Jindan stage cultivators in the caravan, they were either too far away to help, or too busy looking after their younger disciples.

They are over ten Foundation Establishment cultivators with no ties or family, so why would anyone else put in extra effort to help them in such a dangerous situation

In the endless night, snow on the ground reflected various lights, visibility was surprisingly high. From afar, one could see crowds of warriors battling and even larger hordes of demonic beasts.

“Xiao Qiao, something’s wrong. Stay with me, don't go anywhere.” Xiang Hua gritted his teeth, seeing the two Jin Dan-level demon crocodiles approaching, he was about to use the eighth and ninth-order talismans given by Lu Xia Tian to kill the demon crocodiles.

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"Senior brother, you should keep your talisman." Yu Xiaqiao said with a sneer.

“But,” Xiang Hua was about to say something else, his mouth suddenly opened wide, his eyes filled with astonishment. He forgot to close his mouth for a moment. A bull-headed giant puppet appeared from the light, holding a heavy hammer. It immediately smashed the head of the seven-tailed demon crocodile with ferocious power, smashing it into the frozen mud.

The other eight-tiered demon crocodile saw this gigantic puppet, fear showing in its eyes. Its limbs slowly retreated.

Before it could even be afraid for long, the ox-head giant puppet displayed an agility and swiftness that was out of proportion to its size. The enormous body leapt from the air, wielding a hammer in both hands, striking down at the remaining eighth-rank demonic crocodile.

The Eight-Tiered Demon Crocodile, seeing that the opponent's speed was faster than its own, had no way to dodge. Its ferocity erupted, and with a wide gape, it unleashed a blast of freezing mist that froze the air itself. Within the icy mist, a thick ice pillar shot towards the black warhammer.

With a deafening boom, the ice pillar collided with the black hammer. The ice pillar shattered into countless ice shards, and the black hammer fell from amidst the shards, smashing the Ice Demon Crocodile's demon core away. The giant hammer did not stop there; with another blow, it sent this eighth-order demonic crocodile crashing into the icy earth.

The eighth-order demonic crocodile, which was just ferocious and powerful, now had half its body stuck in the ice-filled crevice. Its lower half struggled feebly for a few moments before finally collapsing limply.

"Yu Xiao You actually has such a powerful puppet, why didn't you take it out sooner It made us worry so much for nothing."

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The old man with brown beard and a Dan yuan artifact in his hand also took a long time to recover. He originally thought that he was already at the peak of foundation establishment, and with a Dan yuan artifact in his hand, he was the strongest and highest-ranking one among these dozen or so foundation establishment cultivators.

Unbeknownst to everyone, this seemingly weakest cultivator, the quiet little girl Yu Xiaoqiao, had unexpectedly taken out such a powerful puppet. Just now, those two Golden Core stage monsters, any one of them would have been enough to crush these dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators. Yet, this Ox-Head Giant puppet simply hammered them both to death with two strikes.

Let alone a dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators like the brown-bearded elder, even Jindan cultivators further away were dumbfounded upon seeing this Ox-Head Giant Puppet. Among so many Jindan cultivators present, how many dared to claim they could effortlessly slay two Golden Core-level demonic crocodiles like this Ox-Head Giant Puppet

"You think I don't want to Before I left, my Uncle Hu said that unless there was danger to life, I couldn't use the puppets."

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Yu Xiaqiao curled her lips, the image of that one-armed man with a full beard flashing in her mind. But soon, this impression shattered, replaced by the scene of Hu Zi Shu taking the Tong Xue Sheng Ji Xu Gu Dan inside the Jun Wangfu, his silver hair flying as he transformed into a handsome young man with a clear face, a straight figure, and deep eyes.

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"It's a rule, before leaving home my junior sister was instructed by our elders that this trip is for tempering and we mustn't easily use self-defense. I hope you all understand." Having grown up to today amidst the exclusion of many princes in the Prince's Mansion, Xiang Hua's temperament naturally matured compared to Yu Xia Qiao. A glance at the greedy gazes of several nearby Jindan cultivators made him reiterate his family elders' emphasis once again.

As expected, upon hearing Xiang Hua's words, several greedy eyes reluctantly retracted. They were replaced with expressions of apprehension and awe. This Ox-Head Giant puppet could easily slay a Golden Core level demon crocodile, at least it was a ninth-rank puppet, perhaps even a top-tier one among the ninth ranks. And driving this puppet was also a top-grade spirit stone. Being able to give such a puppet to a foundational building junior in the family...

Even a powerful late-stage Golden Core cultivator would not give it away. Holding it in one's hand is like having an extremely powerful aid. The person who could give it away must be a formidable Nascent Soul ancestor, or even an exceptionally powerful one. Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators who have just formed their core wouldn't have such generosity.

As for Xiang Hua, although he didn't display any particularly powerful treasures, his magical prowess was profound and far-reaching, comparable to those at the same level. Among cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage, he was also a top expert. To be able to train such disciples is no easy feat.

“It turns out that Brother Xiang and Miss Yu have such a powerful family background. No wonder, no wonder.” The elder with brown beards all bowed respectfully, their eyes filled with envy.

Xiang Hua touched his nose. Yu Xiao Qiao didn't need to say much about being favored by that senior, even a ninth-grade top-tier puppet was given to Yu Xiao Qiao. Thinking that he had also received many treasures from the senior, with Yu Xiao Qiao's relationship with the senior, I'm afraid that besides this ninth-grade puppet, there would be even more good things for her than for him.

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Looking at these people's postures, they clearly regard him as the disciple of some Nascent Soul ancestor. As for this Hua, he could only sigh helplessly in his heart. He wished he could, but no one would accept him.

Seeing that Yu Xia Qiao had slain two Jin Dan-grade demon beasts, Lu Xiao Tian nodded inwardly. The puppet was meant for self-preservation in situations where he couldn't fight back. If it was used to show off, it would lose its original purpose.

“So many ice-type monsters, not of a single species, united in an attack on the camp. It can’t be a natural disaster, it must be man-made.” Wei Chi Yu’s eyes narrowed with vigilance. She had already witnessed the power of a Zhao clan illusionist, and now facing this bizarre beast horde, even she, a powerful Yuan Ying hidden behind the scenes, felt uneasy.

"Zhi!" A sharp, piercing sound rang out. Lu Xia Tian smiled faintly, "It seems the main player has arrived, but it's not someone from the Lao Zhao clan. Today, this play truly has quite a few people both on and off stage."

Before the words could even fall, a colossal ice scorpion descended from the sky, riding on the wind. Upon its back stood a thin-faced man with a yellow turban and strange attire. His eyes were filled with malice and resentment as he glared at the handsome young man named Yuan Jing inside the luxurious carriage. Yuan Jing remained motionless, calmly observing the unfolding situation.hanging, infinite in its transformations, yet always constant. Even if Ji Yuanzhu remained here, it would be difficult for him to fathom all its variations in a short time. How much more so for a mer...