"This puppet is not simple. Boy, let this puppet be released, and I will make you die more happily!"

The harsh voice of Yazi suddenly sounded above the puppet's head. Then, a red sword shadow fell from the sky, slashing the void in half, and slashing the puppet like Mount Tai, and the void around it suddenly suffocated.

"Go to die!"

The puppet shouted angrily, swung the axe in his hand, and slashed the sword shadow above his head with an axe. Then, with a wave of his other arm, Cheng Feiyan was immediately thrown by him more than a thousand feet away.

"Escape!"

Leng Biao's voice transmission sounded in Cheng Feiyan's ears.

This black-armored puppet can not only be used as a war puppet, but also as a special war armor. Leng Biao was also injured by the three-colored flames, and one leg was cut off by the flying sword sacrificed by Liu Changsheng. However, he immediately penetrated into the puppet's body and rescued Cheng Feiyan from the sea of ​​fire with the help of the puppet's power.

Cheng Feiyan's heart was filled with all kinds of flavors, her eyes were sour and tears burst out. She and Leng Biao were both impatient. The two impatients became Taoist couples and they were inevitably quarreled on weekdays. Her talent was stronger than Leng Biao. Whether it was cultivation or puppet, they were overwhelming, and they were inevitably full of energy. Especially after advancing to the intermediate level of God Transformation, Leng Biao was disliked no matter how she looked at it. After a dispute, the two fought hard, and she was defeated by Leng Biao and beaten up by him. In anger, she simply left the sect and left.

At this moment, Lin Mu and Yan Jinfa, the two strongest men, escaped and fled. The one who turned back to save him was Leng Biao, who was the first-level god-turning god.

A deafening sound came from behind him. Looking back, the black iron golem controlled by Leng Biao flew over the ground. Above his head, Yazi's figure shook and rushed towards the black iron golem, slashing down again with a broad sword in his hand.

"don't want!"

Cheng Feiyan screamed, opened her mouth, and a silver light flew out, turning into a silver flywheel, hitting Yazi, and her heart moved at will. Two black iron tigers rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, one tiger pounced on Yazi, and the other tiger pounced on Cheng Feiyan. Cheng Feiyan's figure shook, pounced against the tiger, and drifted into the tiger's body.

On the other side, another black-armored puppet rushed over like a meteor, thrusting a spear in his hand, and stabbing Yazi with one shot. A dazzling silver light of more than ten feet long flew above the tip of the spear, twisting the void, and a loud sound of breaking through the air.

This black iron golem was controlled by Huang Sheng.

Among the Tiangong Sect, Leng Biao and Huang Sheng have the best relationship, and these two black iron golems were both refined by Leng Biao.

"Well, I want all these puppets!"

Seeing the Black Iron Tiger and Huang Sheng rushing from left to right, Ya Zi was not afraid, but his eyes shone, waved the broad sword in his hand, and knocked the flywheel away. His figure shook, avoided the gun shadow stabbed by Huang Sheng, rushed towards the Black Tiger puppet, and slashed it with one sword.

With a roar, sparks flew over the head of the black tiger puppet, and was slashed by Ya Zi with a sword and flew more than a hundred feet away. A sword mark several inches deep appeared on the top of the head, but it failed to cut the head.

Leng Biao, who fell on the ground, escaped the disaster, rolled on the spot, and took the puppet into the air. A loud noise of Titicaca sounded in the puppet's body, and his figure twisted and changed into a giant puppet fifty feet tall. The axe in his hand also turned into dozens of feet long, and swung the axe and rushed towards Yazi.

The black iron puppet controlled by Huang Sheng and the black tiger puppet controlled by Cheng Feiyan were also twisted and transformed into giant puppets. Three puppets surrounded Yazi in the middle, and clawed and shadow axe rushed forward, slashing and slashing hard.

In the other direction, Yan Jinfa wrapped in a ball of white flames and ran towards the distance without looking back. His body was as charred as charcoal. Behind him, hundreds of flying swords were flying across the air, making a loud sound.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came, and a flying sword slashed between Yan Jinfa's waist, instantly cutting his body for two pieces. Then several flying swords slashed on his two halves of his body, and blood splattered, and even his head was slashed off his neck with a sword.

The white flame wrapped in Yan Jinfa's body was the sun essence fire sacrificed by the bronze mirror in his hand. He never expected that Yue'er was holding Gao Yang's Arctic Light Mirror in his hand. The light column turned into by the sun essence fire fell in front of Yue'er and was instantly bounced back. He rushed forward and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Yue'er, but he was hit on the face by the sun essence fire sacrificed by himself. His eyes were instantly burned, and the severe stinging made him seem to faint and he had to turn around and run away.

The light and shadow flashed in Yan Jinfa's half body, and the Nascent Soul left his body and rushed out of his body like teleportation. Two small hands, bronze mirror, a flying sword and two storage bracelets flew up from the corpse and chased his Nascent Soul.

"Greedy guy!"

Yue'er's voice sounded, and then a silver light flashed, and the sword in the gourd flew over and hit the Yuanying. The small Yuanying was chopped into two halves by a sword. Then, dozens of flying swords were slashed at the same time, instantly strangling Yan Jinfa's Yuanying.

In the other direction, the sword light was scattered, and the sound of breaking through the air was loud. Dozens of flying swords were entangled together, half of which were lingering in green light and half of which were flickering silver.

Lin Mu also practiced the method of sword formation, with as many as thirty-six flying swords in his hand. At this moment, the flying sword sacrificed by Liu Changsheng and the flying sword sacrificed by him were fighting together.

Lin Mu also had a snow-white jade sword shining with cold light in his hand. He swung his sword and fought with Liu Changsheng. Beside him, the Yellow Turban Strongman with silver helmet and silver armor held a silver spear and joined forces to attack Liu Changsheng.

As the jade sword swung, the void around it turned out to be biting cold, and the radius was as if it was falling into an ice cave.

A dazzling spear light burst out from the tip of the silver spear in the hands of the Yellow Turban Strongman, and the void was twisted by the shadow of the spear.

However, no matter whether it was the sword shadow slashed out by Lin Mu or the silver spear swinged by the Yellow Turban Strongman, it could not hurt Liu Changsheng at all. Thousands of purple and golden stick shadows came overwhelmed, weaving a big net to cover the figures of the two in the middle. The two joined forces, but even Liu Changsheng's shadow could not be seen.

Hearing Yan Jinfa's scream, Lin Mu swung his sword hard to cut through the thousand-heavy Shangying, rushed out of the siege of Shangying, and looked back from afar. Seeing the scene of Yan Jinfa being killed, his face instantly turned pale as paper.

The Yan Jin Dharma, who was in the late stage of the God Transformation, had his soul and soul destroyed in a moment. How high should Yue'er's method be? Although his magical powers are better than the Yan Jin Dharma, how long can he last?

He was hesitating whether to turn around and escape, but there was a thunderbolt in his ears, and thousands of lightning lights rushed over, and there were even purple-gold electric arcs in the lightning.

Lin Mu no longer hesitated, soared into the air and flew up and down more than a thousand feet high. Although the speed of the lightning arc was fast, Lin Mu was even faster. Arcs flew under him, but none of them could hit his body. Immediately, Lin Mu turned around and fled, heading straight for a thousand feet high peak with strict restrictions. With four or five jumps, his figure had escaped thousands of feet away.

With a raised hand, more than ten Thunderbolt Fire Beads flew out and smashed towards Liu Changsheng.

But at the moment he escaped, the Yellow Turban Strongman followed his instructions and stepped forward, rushed towards Liu Changsheng, and stabbed him in a distance. This shot was like a loud breeze and thunder. Before the gun shadow arrived, a hundred feet long spear had already tear apart the void and pointed directly at Liu Changsheng and stabbed him in his chest.

Liu Changsheng hit the gun shadow with a stick. With a step forward, his figure soared into the sky. The golden light shone behind him, and a pair of golden eagle wings emerged out of thin air. With a blow, the wind whistled, and the figure disappeared out of thin air.

The gun shadow and the stick shadow collided, bursting with a bang, turning into a ball of gold and silver lights scattered and rolled around, and the void twisted and shattered.

The Yellow Turban Strongman followed the gun shadow and rushed forward, but Liu Changsheng's figure disappeared.

However, the thunder and fire beads dispersed in fan shape, swelling violently and about to explode. A panic flashed in the eyes of the Yellow Turban Strongman. His figure shook and ran away like an arrow. The spear in his hand waved back, and silver gun shadows flew out, and a silver light curtain was drawn behind him, and the void was shattered.

The loud rumbling sounds came one after another, the mountains collapsed and the ground broke. The entire maple leaf mountain range was shaking violently, and there were flashing lights of prohibition everywhere.

Lin Mu was rushing forward with a strong wind whistling above his head. A purple-gold stick shadow smashed down with the strong wind, and Liu Changsheng's figure followed the stick shadow.

Without borrowing the thunder escape method, Liu Changsheng's current escape speed is not comparable to Lin Mu. Unless he is a powerful person in the late stage of the God Transformation and a powerful person in the Demon Emperor who is born with wind spirit roots, he may be able to compete with Liu Changsheng for speed. The Thunder and Fire Pearl cannot catch up with him at all, so naturally he will not be able to hurt him.

As the stick shadow came, there was a suffocating imprisonment pressure. Lin Mu's figure suddenly slowed down three points.

The power of the divine is as powerful as a prison, and the shadow of the stick is as bright as a mountain. Lin Mu has no choice but to hide, and he slashes at the shadow of the stick with his teeth.

With a loud noise, Lin Mu's arm numb, his tiger's mouth burst, his long sword flew out of his hand, and his figure was dragged to the ground by a force.

The wind was howling above my head, and another stick shadow flashed. In a hurry, Lin Mu fists came out and smashed the stick shadow.

The sound of bone fracture sounded, and blood was gushing out of his mouth. He was a human monk. His brute force could not be compared with a strong man like the Great Sage of Moshan. His body's qi and blood were reversed, his meridians were broken, and his internal organs were frustrated.

The long stick hit again. This time, Lin Mu was unable to resist. He watched the long stick fall, and a trace of regret flashed through his mind. If it weren't for being separated from the Yellow Turban Strongman, the two of them would have attacked together, and they might have hurt or even killed Liu Changsheng. After all, in addition to a pile of Thunderbolt and Fire Beads, there were hundreds of attacking talismans in his hand. As long as the Yellow Turban Strongman could entangle Liu Changsheng, these talismans might have hurt Liu Changsheng.

A muffled bang came from my ears, and a head was split into pieces and lost consciousness in an instant.

The Nascent Soul had just rushed out of the purple palace of Dantian and failed to escape. He was already grabbed in his palm by a big hand. Then, a blue light flashed in the big hand, and the Nascent Soul turned into an ice sculpture.
Chapter completed!