Chatper 177 (1/2)

Boom!

The huge head of the golden puppet exploded in half, the whole body cracked and shattered, pieces of gravel fell, and finally fell down with a bang.

Yang Xuan didn't dare to take it lightly, he jumped up high, and then rushed down, stomping on its tattered chest.

With a bang, the golden puppet shattered into a pile of rubble, and on top of the rubble, Yang Xuan's long hair was flying like a god of war.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yuwei's tense nerves also relaxed.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Yang Xuan ignored Xia Yuwei and the others, and turned the gravel with both hands to find the treasure.

Soon, he grabbed a strange thing in his hand.

This is a little man the size of a slap. The whole body is golden and radiant. I don't know what kind of material it is made of, let alone what function it has.

"Brother Yang, what kind of treasure is this?" Cheng Shaofeng hurried over and looked at the little golden man in Yang Xuan's hands without blinking.

Xia Yuwei, Liu Yueer, Zhou Hu, and Lu An did not stay where they were, and came to Yang Xuan one after another.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the golden villain. I don't know what this thing is, but how powerful is the golden golem, how can the things that fall out of its body be garbage?

"Isn't this an artifact!?" Zhou Hu said in shock.

"How can an artifact be so easy to obtain?" Yang Xuan shook his head amusingly, and did not rush to confess his master, he took out a bunch of spirit artifacts from the storage ring and let Xia Yuwei and others choose one at will.

"Little Yang Xuan, you're not kidding, are you sure we can choose at will!?" Xia Yuwei was taken aback, this kid Yang Xuan is too bold.

"Yeah, Brother Yang, are you really going to give us a spiritual tool!?" Cheng Shaofeng also spoke up, looking at the dazzling array of spiritual tools on the ground, his head felt a little dizzy.

"You can choose, of course, it doesn't matter if you don't."

Leaving a sentence, Yang Xuan came to an open space and sat down, then bit his index finger and dropped a drop of blood on the golden villain.

This golden little man gave Yang Xuan a very strange feeling. He could vaguely see that this thing was unusual, and it should not be a spiritual tool. As for whether it was a divine tool, he could only know after he confessed to the master after a drop of blood.

But it is very strange that after Yang Xuan dripped blood and recognized the master, the golden villain did not react at all, and Yang Xuan's thoughts did not establish any connection with it.

"What's the matter, I can't recognize the master?" Yang Xuan frowned slightly, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue, forcing a drop of blood essence, which fell on the golden villain.

Swish!

The golden villain absorbed a drop of blood essence, and immediately turned into a golden light, which fell into Yang Xuan's eyebrows with a swoosh.

"This……"

Yang Xuan was shocked, and quickly looked inside, and found that the golden villain entered his sea of ​​consciousness and sat cross-legged under his soul.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter with you?" Cheng Shaofeng had already picked out a spirit sword with a beautiful shape and gleaming cold light. Seeing Yang Xuan sitting on the ground with an ugly face, he couldn't help but run over.

"It's okay." Yang Xuan shook his head, and a huge wave was set off in his heart. He already knew what the golden villain was.

This is definitely an artifact, and only an artifact can be included in the body.

"The artifact has a spirit, I'll see if I can communicate with it."

Yang Xuan calmed down and used his mind to communicate with the golden villain in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, but no matter how he greeted him, the golden villain did not respond.

"Is there no Artifact Spirit!?" Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, causing a headache. This is normal. Anyone who has a golden figure in the sea will feel uneasy.

"No, I must figure out what this is as soon as possible, otherwise I will not sleep well." Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and tried to integrate his soul into the golden villain.

This move is a bit bold, and the one bad thing is that the soul is scattered, but Yang Xuan has always been bold, and he didn't feel any danger from the golden villain, nor did he feel that this thing would hurt him.

Wave!

With a muffled sound, Yang Xuan's soul easily disappeared into the golden villain, and then a message came, and something suddenly appeared in Yang Xuan's mind.

Soon, the soul was separated from the golden villain, and Yang Xuan's slightly closed eyes opened in vain, and whispered in his mouth: "War puppet!"

"What war puppet?" Cheng Shaofeng asked.

"It's nothing." Yang Xuan didn't say much, but his heart was extremely uneasy

The so-called war puppet is a battle puppet. This is a killing weapon, and its grade is between the best spiritual weapon and the divine weapon. It can be called a holy weapon.

The battle puppet has a long history, and it is not refined by the ancient powerhouses. In fact, the ancient powerhouses will not refine it at all. This thing is inherited from the ancient times.

At that time, the human race was weak, and wild and ancient beasts were rampant, feeding on people.