In the center of the square, the eight Douzong warriors had their eyes red with blood. Two of them had lost an arm each. What the arms brought them was not pain, but humiliation. As Douzong warriors, they did not allow themselves to
Lost in the hands of the puppets. The four-headed golden puppets are so powerful, especially their claws that are comparable to divine weapons. The average Douzong strongman can't stand up to their claws.
The humans who were killing people felt baffled because the puppets they were fighting abandoned their opponents and turned around and rushed to the center of the square.
The momentum of the eight Dou Zong warriors is so strong. A hurricane has already blown in the center of the square. The hurricane formed by Dou Qi is more lethal than nature because it contains strong dividing and penetrating power. The square
The area within a few tens of feet in the center has already turned into a sea of fighting spirit. Human beings are not like puppets, who have already hid far away when seeing this situation. On the contrary, puppets, the more violent the energy turmoil, the more powerful they will be.
rush to.
As you can imagine, countless puppets rushed to the center of the square one after another. Except for some silver puppets, the other puppets were torn into pieces by the hurricane of fighting spirit. The puppets were like soldiers going to die, even though they knew that they would die in the past.
, still working hard without caring about his own safety.
The violent hurricane was like a meat grinder. In less than half a quarter of an hour, more than half of the low-level puppets in the entire square had disappeared, but most of the remaining ones were relatively strong.
Ling Xiaopang was breathing heavily. After a long battle, he was so tired that his strength was not very high. He looked at the center of the square with a pale face and could not suppress the surprise in his voice.
"Wow! This is too scary. It's more than what I kill in one day."
Guo Dahan was also panting slightly, his expression slightly changed as he looked at the terrifying vindictive hurricane. He didn't know what the final outcome would be in such a fierce battle.
Yitian didn't know when he was standing on top of Dabenlong, looking at the center of the square with a solemn face. Unlike Ling Xiaopang and Guo Dahan, he could clearly see the situation in the center of the hurricane. At this time, eight Dou Zongqiang
The situation of the victims was very bad, especially the two Douzongs who had lost their arms. Their movements had slowed down significantly, and they were having a hard time avoiding the attacks of the golden puppets.
At this time, except for the angry shouts of those Dou Zong warriors that could be heard from time to time in the center of the square, the other corners were silent. The human warriors were all staring at the battle situation in the center in silence.
Ling Xiaopang and Guo Dahan had already arrived at Yitian's side. Originally, Ling Xiaopang wanted to tell about his achievements, but when he saw Yitian's serious face, he immediately swallowed the words he was about to say.
"Brother Mufeng, how is the situation inside?" After spending so long with Yitian, Guo Dahan also had some understanding of his strength and knew that he could see the situation inside through the hurricane of fighting energy.
"It's not good! The two Douzongs have been seriously injured and can't hold on for long."
Guo Dahan also frowned and glanced at the crowd, only to find that most people chose to wait for the results and had no intention of going up to help.
At this time, there were fewer puppets in the square. Except for some behemoths and many silver puppets, there were no traces of low-level puppets.
In a corner, the four elders of the Moon Worshiping Sect and the immobilized Leng Aofei were also looking at the center of the square.
"Sixth, the situation is not good, those eight guys can't last long!" The ninth elder frowned slightly, but there was no worry in his tone.
The Sixth Elder narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Don't worry, we don't need to take action, but the strength of the four golden puppets is beyond my expectation. The strength of a single head is probably comparable to that of the Six-Star Douzong. With the four heads joining forces, we can lead
The threat coming is even more terrifying!"
"More than that, they are puppets and will not tire. We are always flesh and blood, and there will always be times when we are tired. At this point, they have a great advantage." The eighth elder was expressionless, his eyes only
It was with a hint of pity when it fell on Leng Aofei.
At this moment, several long roars were heard, and four figures flew towards the center of the hurricane at the same time. Soon, the hurricane turned more violently, affecting a wider area. The bricks on the ground were swept up into the sky by the huge force.
Flying around the center of the hurricane.
Yitian looked around and found that there were still no less than a hundred humans in the square, and there were even many humans who had just arrived at the square. Yitian's eyes finally fell on the four major members of the Moon Worshiping Sect not far away from him.
The elders, especially the sixth elder, the one who first found himself hiding in the alley.
Beside the corner, the Sixth Elder seemed to feel something. He turned around slightly and met Yitian's eyes, but his lips curled up into a cold smile.
On the back of the big stupid dragon, Yitian's body trembled slightly. What an old guy, he actually launched a mental attack on the young master. Yitian smiled coldly, and his soul power suddenly surged away, colliding heavily with the soul power of the sixth elder.
Beside the corner, the Sixth Elder trembled, but took a step back, his face suddenly turned ugly.
"Lao Liu, what's wrong with you?"
The other three elders couldn't help but become curious when they saw the sixth elder's face ashen. It had been several years since they had seen the sixth elder's face look like this.
"What a weird boy!" There was a hint of anger in the Sixth Elder's voice, and his soul power suddenly burst out.
The other three elders felt this terrifying soul power. No matter how stupid they were, they understood that the sixth elder was fighting with someone else, and they immediately looked over.
Feeling the stronger pressure coming from there, Yitian sneered. Compared with soul power, he was not afraid. He was infinitely close to a seventh-grade alchemist anyway. How could his soul power be so weak? He flipped his palms,
Forming some kind of strange mark, the soul power immediately formed an arrow shape and stabbed the Sixth Elder fiercely.
Although Yitian does not have top-notch soul attack fighting skills, there are still some low-level ones in the ring of the old man Xuanxiao. Of course Yitian will take it out and practice. The sixth elder is also unlucky.
What a sin!
Beside the corner, the Sixth Elder's expression changed drastically. He took more than ten steps back to stabilize his body, but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Huh, old guy, if you want to rely on the old to bully the young, you've come to the wrong place! Yitian felt very happy, seeing the old guy's livid face made him feel comfortable.
"Lao Liu, are you okay?"
At the corner, the three elders suddenly became anxious when they saw that the sixth elder was injured.
The sixth elder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and waved his hand to indicate to them that he was fine.
"What a scary boy. I don't know how that boy cultivated. He has such strong soul power at such a young age," the Sixth Elder said in a trembling voice. At this time, his head was still slightly dizzy.