Chapter 857 Production Palace

"Now these organ puppets will go to the center of the Iron City to guard something at the first time, and will not take the initiative to attack outsiders. This is just the perfect opportunity!"

Two thoughts flashed through Ye Yang's heart like lightning, and his expression was excited.

"Go, let's go in that direction!" He pointed to the opposite direction where the puppet was running.

Ning Yepei looked curious, "Brother Yang Ye, shouldn't we go to the Iron City Center?"

Ye Yang showed a treacherous smile with a mustache, "Going there now is killing them, let's destroy their barracks first!"

"Wow! As expected of Big Brother Yang Ye, this is what I want!" Ning Yepei suddenly realized, and immediately slapped the rainbow fart.

The group came to the production facility non-stop.

Along the way, they encountered at least three dolls, but they all just glanced at Ye Yang and the others and did not take the initiative to attack.

Obviously, the priority of the guards is ranked first, so that the priority of killing these outsiders is ranked second.

Ye Yang became more and more curious.

What is it that is so important, it is worth guarding the entire armored city's dolls.

The production mechanism looks like a large palace, but it is a palace made of gears and bearings.

Standing at the door, you can hear the roar of the sky, which is the production process of the doll.

The production process was originally said to be very quiet, almost silent.

But now the equipment is seriously aging and makes a huge noise.

And when the production facility was first built, it was able to produce a thousand dolls a day, but now, it can only produce less than ten dolls a day.

Sure enough, time is the enemy of everything, whether it is a creature or an agency.

A disciple from Cangjian Mountain was excited, he pulled out his long sword and moved the fire sword, "There are a lot of treasures ahead! Let's kill it! Destroy this production palace!"

After saying that, no one else will rush up.

Ye Yang was still running his eyes to detect the danger in the palace, and seeing him so reckless didn't even have time to remind him.

The next moment, a straight bright beam shot out from the dark production palace.

The beam penetrated directly through the person's body, making a hole in the heart.

Through this hole, you can see his deflated heart.

"I……"

The unfortunate disciple opened his eyes wide, and it took two seconds to feel the severe pain.

He clutched the hole in vain, trying to stop the flow of life.

However, the heart burst suddenly, bright red blood spurted out, and everyone had to die.

He fell to the ground, his terrified eyes lost their expression.

"After the automatic defense formation of this production palace is activated, an illusion will occur. Just now, he was blinded by greed, so he crossed the attack range and triggered the palace's killing formation."

Ye Yang looked at the pale-faced Tibetan Sword Mountain disciples and said lightly.

Ning Yepei nodded hurriedly, "Everyone opens the jade stone that the master sent us."

Everyone activates the jade, and the light of Yingying radiates out, and they can feel their brains become clear.

Those whispers that lingered in the ears, the temptation that appeared in front of him, slowly faded and disappeared.

Ye Yang nodded slightly, "Is your head alright? Everyone is given something to restrain the illusion."

Ning Yepei replied, "The head master is great. The person I respect most is the head master."

Ye Yang's heart sank.

The head master is a hidden danger, and it is a hindrance to actually occupy such a large weight in Ning Yepei's heart.