The male cultivator who had had a large amount of spiritual energy extracted felt that his eyes were turning black and his body could not help but shake.

At this time, he had to hold the sarcophagus with one hand to ensure that he would not fall.

There was a loud roaring sound in my ears.

Hearing this voice, he understood that the puppets scattered outside had been assembled.

"This guy doesn't seem to know much about battle tactics.

That puppet is just a semi-finished product of mine. After the formation is activated, it will take a certain amount of time to complete the assembly.

During this period, the slightest disturbance may cause its combination to fail.

But even so, that guy couldn't stop it.

It seems that it was just a coincidence that he was able to break through my formation before.

Speaking of which, how could a disciple of the Tianya Sect who has cultivated to this level be proficient in the Tao of Battle?

After all, Tianya Sect has only had one Emperor Taiqing for so many years——"

The male cultivator thought this in his mind, took a deep breath and flicked his fingertips.

A white light flashed, and a curtain of light suddenly appeared on the wall not far from him.

What is displayed on the light screen is exactly the scene outside the stone house at this moment.

The two-story-high puppet raised its huge fist at this moment.

In front of it, Chu Yan stood motionless with his hands behind his hands. From that look, he seemed to be planning to punch the puppet.

When seeing this scene, the male cultivator's first reaction was that he had seen it wrong.

How can someone in this world have a broken brain and just let others punch them?

But when he took another look and confirmed that this was the case, the male cultivator's eyes showed an uncontrollable look of excitement.

The excitement ran straight up his spine, and even made his body start to tremble.

"Great, great, this idiot!" At this moment, the male cultivator felt that most of the fatigue caused by consuming too much spiritual energy had been reduced. "That puppet's fist is a bīnghuǒ I took from a hundred miles deep in the sea.

It is cast from Yuan Stone, which not only weighs ten thousand tons, but also contains magic-like power.

The moment he was hit, he felt a bone-chilling cold. After a while, the cold receded and the heat came back, as if someone was being roasted on a fire.

The extreme cold and extreme heat are constantly alternating. Even the body at the peak of the Earth Yuan Realm will not be able to bear it and will either crack or explode on the spot.

You guy is dead!"

The male cultivator looked at Chu Yan in the picture with schadenfreude.

At this time, the puppet's arm made a loud bang, its fist was raised high, and suddenly, with a thunderous sound, it hit Chu Yan hard.

The air in this area was completely removed by the puppet's fist.

In the void, there was even a horizontal trajectory visible to the naked eye.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The terrifying power spread in an instant.

The ground beneath Chu Yan's feet cracked instantly.

Spider web-like cracks spread out in all directions at lightning speed.

There was crackling, the ground was constantly cracking, collapsing, and heaving, and even the stone houses were affected.

The male cultivator stared at Chu Yan in the picture.

I made the puppet myself, and I know how powerful it is.

Therefore, the male cultivator deeply understands how terrifying the power of the puppet's punch is.

But the next moment, his expression condensed.

The air that had been sucked away was rubbing fiercely at this moment, and a loud sound like leather friction was heard.

The ground's shattering and collapse are also continuing.

But the scene where he expected Chu Yan to be knocked away suddenly did not happen at all.

Chu Yan even stood where he was without swaying.

The puppet's punch seemed to hit a mountain that was taller and more towering than it.

"How...how could this happen..." The male cultivator squeezed out a shēnyín between his teeth.

But soon, he gritted his teeth and stared at Chu Yan in the picture: "It doesn't matter if one punch doesn't knock you away. Next, I want you to feel the alternation of bīnghuǒ!"

The puppet's arm was raised again at this moment.

Chu Yan's figure also reappeared on the screen.

No damage at all.

And let alone damage, there wasn't even a red mark.

At this time, Chu Yan was also feeling the power of the puppet's punch just now.

"It seems a bit weak."

The punch from the puppet shattered the ground with its residual power.

But in Chu Yan's opinion, it was worse than a mosquito bite.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill suddenly seep into his skin.

Every time he breathed, it felt like he was inhaling a big mouthful of crushed ice.

All the internal organs seemed to be frozen solid.

The cold air was overbearing and wild, as if people had been stripped naked and left on the uninhabited ice and snow plateau.

"Hahaha! It's started! Boy, just wait until your body explodes and dies!" Seeing Chu Yan's face at this moment, the male cultivator knew that it was starting to work, and he burst out laughing proudly.

However, this smile made his already weak body suddenly fall, and his head hit the sarcophagus with a bang.

Without the body-protecting Zhengang formed by condensing spiritual energy, the male cultivator almost lost his breath from the pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.

However, he still struggled to raise his head and quickly looked at the light screen again.

One moment, Chu Yan felt like he was in the cold winter. The next moment, a wave of scorching heat took its place and hit him fiercely.

Suddenly, Chu Yan felt as if he was tied to a branch and roasted on a fire.

This scorching heat made him want to be burned into black coals.

Chu Yan also realized at this time that this must be the influence of the puppet's fist.

I didn't expect that the fist, in addition to being powerful, also had such a hidden killing move.

That is Chu Yan, whose body is extremely condensed and stronger than those of the same level of body refiners.

If it were any other monk, he would have been completely destroyed by the impact of this kind of bīnghuǒ.

"The heat wave is coming!" The male cultivator showed uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.

He was waiting for the next moment when Chu Yan's body swelled like an inflated ball and then exploded with a bang.

But at this moment, Chu Yan let out a breath and returned to normal immediately.

"Um?"

The change came so suddenly that the male cultivator had no time to react and could not help but be stunned at this moment.

Then he watched helplessly as Chu Yan, who was unharmed, jumped up and caught the second punch from the puppet with one hand.

The size of the palms of two people is almost a hundred times different.

But at this moment, Chu Yan's palm was obviously more powerful than the puppet.

"How is this possible..." The male cultivator in the stone house gasped as he felt that his internal organs were shaking.

When the puppet was first assembled, Chu Yan was observing it carefully. With his level of formation skills and the experience gained on the road to slaying spirits, he already knew the central formation that controlled the puppet in the process.

So at this moment, he caught the puppet's fist with one hand, jumped up, twisted the puppet's arm behind it, and at the same time poked the puppet's back between its legs with one finger.

"Blood Coagulation Divine Finger!"

Cha——

The seemingly hard rock made a crisp sound and was immediately pierced by Chu Yan's fingers.

A majestic spiritual energy then invaded and spread wildly, destroying the central formation that controlled the puppets in almost an instant.

Looking at the puppet with thick smoke coming out from between its legs, Chu Yan nodded: "Although the workmanship is rough, it has merits. I want this thing. Is there anything good that I haven't brought out yet?"

When Chu Yan said the last sentence, he had already turned around and faced the direction of the stone house.
Chapter completed!