The old saint king of Huatu and his puppet were integrated, and his strength was unprecedentedly strong, and he punched Su Yang's Dao body away!

Now, two quarters have passed. In just two quarters of an hour, the Ink Puppet Sect has undergone such a drastic change!

"Ancestor!"

"Holy Son!"

The Ink Puppet Sect Sect Leader and the Elders and others have all died in their hearts, the Ancestor was captured, the Holy Son was killed, what could be more tragic in the world!

Duan Kongkong and Zi Lingling stood beside Su Yang with a human head, and the three of them faced the old Saint King, and their hearts were full of fighting intent.

What Zi Lingling was carrying was the Holy Son of the Ink Puppet Sect, and he met them shortly after becoming a saint, which could be regarded as karma. What made Zi Lingling and them angry was that this Holy Son of the Ink Puppet Sect was actually using a female monk to build a human puppet......

"Old thing, if I hadn't appeared earlier, you would have died. ”

Duan Kongkong said that his space god prison had blocked Duo Ze's head, and Duo Ze was extremely weak at the moment, so he couldn't run at all.

"That's the old thing, yes. Zi Lingling's eyes implied a murderous light, it was definitely what this person did to Yuntan!

The old Saint King Hua Tu did not immediately rush towards Su Yang and them, but looked at the Ink Puppet Sect's divine land worriedly. This sacred land has not changed, but the people have changed......

"Ahh

In the Ink Puppet Sect, many people roared, looking at the scene in front of them, their hearts were broken! The Old Ancestor and the Holy Son were both beheaded, when did the Ink Puppet Sect ever have such a tragic scene!

"The old man is fighting with you!"

There was a quasi-saint elder who rushed up, but before he could fly a few feet, he was beaten down by Long Xiaochuan's dragon press!

"Old guy, Xiaopeng's second and third uncles died at your hands, I feel the Peng blood on your body"

Long Xiaochuan crossed his sword and chest, and at this moment he was serious. The old saint who was fighting against him in front of him was the great enemy of the Qingpeng clan, and he hadn't noticed much before, but when he opened a bottle of blood and drank it, he clearly felt the Peng blood in it.

"Ahem, boy, the old man won't kill you, I'm going to keep you in captivity and drink your blood every day!"

That old saint was bruised all over his body from the beginning of the battle to the present, and his left arm was blown twice by Long Xiaochuan.

The old man raised a pair of wings behind his back, and the teeth like tigers and leopards grew out of his mouth and pounced towards Long Xiaochuan!

"Disgusting!"

Long Xiaochuan slashed with a sword in one hand, and the sound of the dragon's roar made the blood in many people in the Ink Puppet Sect boil......

"Poof!"

With a sword in half, the body of the contemporary saint of the Ink Puppet Sect separated, half smashed into the mountain wall, and half collapsed many halls......

"Cut, dirty my sword. ”

Long Xiaochuan said this, but in fact, the Tiancong Emperor Sword was spotless, and it was only the sword qi that split the saint just now......

Many people in the Ink Puppet Sect collapsed, and everything was over. Many people's eyes are split, and they are full of murderous intent towards a few people in the sky!

"Dead fatty, I've booked his last sword, don't let him run. Long Xiaochuan stepped up, his face very satisfied.

Duan Kongkong didn't reply, staring at the old man in front of him with a solemn expression, since the old man merged with his puppet, this old man's aura has soared to the present, it seems to be stronger than the old dean's breath!

"It's his last fight, so let's play with him. Zi Lingling threw away the human head in his hand, took out the Ziyang furnace, and waited for it.

"It's an old man again. But the master has just finished warming up. Long Xiaochuan walked from behind to the front of the three, his blonde hair brushed up slightly, and he was very emotional.

The Tiancong Emperor Sword glowed with a shimmering divine light, responding to Long Xiaochuan's battle intent!

The cultivation of the king of Suyang is declining at the moment, and Long Xiaochuan and the three of them know in their hearts that they are in the way.

"Be careful, this old man is not like these people. He's a real puppet technique, and besides, this is a dying man," Su Yang said, meaning that he didn't have to fight hard, just drag it out to the end.

"You're all good!"

The old sage Hua Tu in front of them opened his eyes suddenly.

At this moment, he has performed a secret technique, and after refining the puppet of his life to merge with himself, he brings the ultimate power!

"Whoever destroys my Ink Puppet Sect, die!" Hua Tu attacked, spikes popping out of his fingertips, and a fierce tiger pounced.

"Hmph. ”

Long Xiaochuan was disdainful, drew his sword and slashed vertically! The heavens and the earth shook, and with a few knocks, Long Xiaochuan was knocked back. Hua Tu was even more shocked in his heart, after merging with the puppet, his cultivation has improved a lot, and his physical strength is more than ten times, how can he still be blocked by a ten-year-old baby!

"Spinning!"

The corners of Duan Kongkong's mouth were lightly raised, his five fingers were clenched and he grabbed a discus, and when he shouted softly, he instantly twisted to the right!

"Space Immortal!"

Hua Tu clenched his teeth, how could the Ink Puppet Sect provoke such a group of people, first the abnormally powerful human king, and then the unfathomable child, and now the space immortal body has also come to the door!

"Yang God!"

Zi Lingling shouted, holding the Ziyang furnace to attack, the furnace mouth fell from above, the heavens and the earth were smelting, and the purple stars were burning in the furnace......

"Click"

With a crisp sound, Deng Shi Huatu's body broke down into pieces, and after that body flew out of the empty domain field, Deng Shi rushed towards Su Yang and reorganized at the same time!

"I didn't let you go!"

Long Xiaochuan was extremely fast, and intercepted him at the moment when Huatu was formed!

"Humph!"

In the blink of an eye, the two collided, and the shape of Huatu changed a lot, and the body was full of organs. Long Xiaochuan's fist and sword still felt that it was not enough, Hua Tu had mechanisms everywhere to attack, short knives, dark arrows, spirit cannons, no one knew when and where it would come out.

In three or two breaths, the two of them collided with fists and feet for dozens of rounds, and Hua Tu suddenly rushed out of his chest with a divine spear!

"Knock"

Long Xiaochuan drew his sword and blocked the blow in his chest, but he was also knocked out hundreds of meters!

"The old thing has a lot of traps on it, stinky Xiaochuan, look at your brother Duan, how I can take him down!"

Duan Kongkong formed a big seal at this moment—a small spatial enchantment. When he landed, Hua Tu couldn't avoid it, and he actually felt that his joints couldn't move, so he added a powerful adhesive!

Duan Kongkong's left hand pinched the seal again, his body glowed with a faint light, at this moment, he was one with the void, and the seal of his left hand had a powerful destructive power!

"The space immortal technique is really terrifying!" Hua Tu said secretly, the joints couldn't move, and they couldn't be separated!

On the other hand, Zi Lingling doesn't care about anything that takes advantage of people's danger. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Zi Ling Ling pinched the sword mark in his hand, and used the power of the Ziyang Divine Furnace to shoot a finger force!

"Ling Ling robbed the finger!"

"Space is silent!"

The two of them attacked in the far sky at the same time, and the purple finger force pierced through Huatu's chest with a pop, and Duan Kong's divine seal destroyed most of Huatu's holy body......

(End of chapter)