The second column of monks followed closely, and more than a hundred monks had already descended into the deep pit, and in the blink of an eye, it was the turn of the third column where Han Zhonglin was.

Han Zhonglin was in the middle of the column, and as soon as he entered the deep pit, he felt a murderous aura on his face.

As soon as the iron heart was horizontal, the two fists turned into dark gold, and Han Zhonglin swept into the puppet encirclement.

As soon as the body stood still, three strong winds came, and a magic golem quickly attacked from the front, and there were beast puppets and human puppets on both sides.

Han Zhonglin bowed, his right fist quickly poked out and fought hard with the demon puppet, only to hear the sound of "bang", and the demon puppet was shocked back.

"The power of the demon golem can be described as strong!"

In a flash, Han Zhonglin spun around and punched out his fists together, resisting the attacks of the beast puppet and the human puppet respectively, and his footwork changed like a tiger coming out of a stream, and then jumped towards the demon puppet.

"Pour!"

Han Zhonglin secretly snorted, his right fist was dark gold, and with the momentum of thunder, he hammered down on the head of the demon puppet, and the demon puppet was instantly knocked to the ground.

Taking advantage of the short gap, Han Zhonglin swept forward again, approaching the monks of the second column in front, and the monks of the fourth column behind him had also followed.

Not far behind Han Zhonglin was a sword-wielding monk in Xuanyi, and his eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw Han Zhonglin first repelling the three puppets like clouds and water, and then quickly knocking down the demon puppets and moving forward.

The five puppets in front were besieging the green-shirted monk in the second column, and as soon as Han Zhonglin approached, the attention of two of the puppets shifted to Han Zhonglin, and the pressure on the green-shirted monk dropped sharply.

"Feng Jiuyan's plan is right, with a sufficient number of monks to contain and disperse the pressure, each monk can fully withstand the attack of three or four puppets. It's just that if you want to reach the other side in this way, if any of the monks makes a mistake, it will cause chaos. ”

In the middle of his thoughts, four puppets came up again, two demon golems swept in from the front, and a beast golem and a human golem attacked from the side.

"These puppets have adopted the attack path of the three-talent array and the four-elephant array, which is not unacceptable. ”

Han Zhonglin swept straight towards a demon puppet, and his figure appeared behind the demon puppet in a flash, and when he punched, the demon golem fell under the attack of the beast puppet and the human puppet, while the other demon golem turned around and attacked Han Zhonglin again.

As soon as the sword-wielding monk in Xuanyi got rid of the three puppets and dodged forward, he raised his eyes and saw the four puppets turn around and pounce at the same time, but he saw that the figure in front of him only flashed past the four puppets and advanced several feet.

"How is that possible..."

The Xuanyi monk's eyes were full of incredulity, and then his vision was blocked, and he had to raise the magic sword in his hand to face the three puppets.

Time passed, and more than 200 monks followed one another and went deep into the middle of the pit.

"The second half of the reverse evil array is where the real danger lies, the puppets are smaller but more agile and fast, and some demon puppets and human puppets have magic tridents, fellow Daoists should not be careful!"

Feng Jiuyan's voice sounded suddenly, but he heard the fighting between the first longitudinal monk and the puppet much more intensely.

Han Zhonglin's mind moved, and he quickly dodged the attack of a demon puppet, and he caught a glimpse of the green-shirted monk completely caught in the trap of the two human puppets and the demon puppet.

At the same time, Han Zhonglin noticed that the number of corpses in front of him had increased significantly, and the degree of danger could be seen from the leopard.

"The pit is about nine miles long, it turns out that the first half of the journey is intended to consume the Yuan Force and strength of the intruders, and the second half is where the real killing machine lies, I don't know how many monks can survive to the end!" Han Zhonglin's heart couldn't help but darken.

With one punch to defeat a demon puppet, Han Zhonglin fell into a vacant situation, and he was in the middle of a fight before and after.

At this moment, the green-shirted monk finally burst out with combat power, and the round Yue magic weapon erupted with four arc-shaped silver lightning rays.

"It's a Thunder Monk!"

Han Zhonglin was a little surprised, and immediately paid more attention to the green-shirted monk. Thunder monks are rare, and although the green-shirted monks in front of him are only at the peak of the foundation building period, their breath is hidden and leaky.

The four puppets were instantly struck by arc-shaped lightning, and there was a momentary pause, and the green-shirted monk took the opportunity to sweep out a few feet.

"Thunder spells are inherently restrained puppets!" The scene that had just happened was completely captured by Han Zhonglin.

Han Zhonglin then stepped out, and suddenly attracted the attention of the four puppets, and said in his heart: "If the green-shirted monk advances like this, I am afraid that the Yuan Power will have been exhausted before reaching the other side. ”

Just as he was thinking, Han Zhonglin only felt a flicker in front of him, two puppets turned into two afterimages approaching, and a trident widened in his pupils.

Han Zhonglin instinctively raised his fist in response, and the dark golden fist swelled violently, emitting three inches of dark golden light.

With a resonant sound of "Qiang", Han Zhonglin shook the demon puppet back a few feet, and then felt that three strong winds had quietly arrived, but he couldn't dodge it.

With a secret shout, his robe swayed, and his body was shining with dark gold.

"Boom..."

Three intersonants sounded at the same time, and Han Zhonglin's dark golden fist poked forward and landed silently on the other demon golem.

With a "bang", the demon puppet was turned out two feet away, and Han Zhonglin took a few steps in a row in the blink of an eye, passing over the fallen demon puppet.

The round magic weapon in the hand of the green-shirted monk in front of him shot out four or five arc-shaped thunderbolts, and the four puppets appeared again for a short time, and the green-shirted monk advanced a few feet.

The green-shirted monk seems to have found a shortcut, showing that he is maneuvering with the puppet, and when the first longitudinal monk moves forward, he immediately casts Rayman's restraint puppet.

"The agility of the puppets has greatly increased, but the strength is insufficient, which is even more beneficial to the body refining cultivators!"

Han Zhonglin traveled at the right time and decided to take the same method as the Tsing Yi Monk, but the difference was that performing the alchemy technique would not consume too much multi-power.

The Xuanyi monk in the rear saw that the figure in front of him was advancing a few feet here, and the magic sword in his hand emitted a white glow, breaking through the puppet's block.

The more than 200 monks all entered the second half of the reverse array, and the overall speed of progress was indeed much slower.

The first column of Feng Jiuyan, Shang Ke, Liu Fangwu and other more than a dozen monks were strong, and the speed of their progress never slowed down, while the other monks were not.

Han Zhonglin had just walked a hundred and ten feet forward when he heard a howl of pain suddenly sound.

The monks were all startled, and hurriedly glanced in the direction from which the sound came, only to see a figure pierced by the golem's trident, and the head and an arm torn apart by the rest of the golems, and a bloody breath rippled in the deep pit.

More than a hundred zhang later, a painful roar sounded again, and a peak monk in the foundation building period died.

Immediately afterward, Han Zhonglin saw a white-clothed monk in the first column not far away suddenly change, his left arm was grabbed by the puppet and pulled violently, and in an instant, a cloud of blood mist splattered out, and he let out a roar of pain.

As the second half deepened, the monks at the peak of the foundation building period began to fall one by one.

Two hours passed slowly, and a total of more than 30 monks were in the deep pit, and all of them were monks in the foundation building period.

"The first longitudinal Daoist is cautious, and in front of him is the legendary evil Flower of Demon Yeluo!" Feng Jiuyan's voice suddenly sounded, and his words were mixed with solemnity, which made many monks even more worried.