In the ancestral cave of the strong man of the Ink Puppet Sect, a huge divine thought came out, and someone broke the seal, like a raging furnace, soaring into the sky!

This is the second Saint King in the Ink Puppet Sect!

This person had sparse hair and a thin body, not tall, but his aura was more powerful than the previous Saint King.

His name is Huatu, and he is a strong man sealed by a certain generation of the Ink Puppet Sect.

"You're old. ”

Su Yang said so at the moment.

In that person, there is a rotten aura, it should come out of the heavenly crystal, no wonder they didn't come out to fight like this before, there is a reason!

"Ahh

At this moment, in the far hall, there was a sudden roar! The saint who fought against Long Xiaochuan was smashed into an arm when he fought against Long Xiaochuan......

In the Ink Puppet Sect, there are still more than 100,000 disciples here, but they can't help at all. This is the decisive battle of the strong!

The battle over there is hot, the sacred mountain has collapsed, and the pavilion has been annihilated!

"Kill!"

At this moment, after the Holy King Doze dodged the Sun and Moon Seal, he immediately killed Su Yang.

Two puppets flew out of his cuffs, a man and a woman, two opened their mouths, and the female puppet spat out the pink mist and floated towards Su Yang.

At the same time, the man had two cold knives flashing on his sleeves......

Su Yang still maintains the Human Emperor Seal at the moment, and the Human Emperor Seal is a blessed seal in the Nine Great Seals, when he uses it at the same time as the Mountain and River Seal, it seems to be like a world-famous immortal king descending into the world!

"Tianyan - mountains, rivers, sun and moon!"

Su Yang closed his sword and sealed, and the beams of the sun and moon pierced the red mist. The water of the Milky Way, flowing with the sun and the moon, rushed from the sky and swept the two puppets into the long river......

"Young man, you are strong. The old man is really unheard of. So, please die!"

Another old Saint King of the Ink Puppet Sect appeared behind Su Yang.

Seventy-two rays of cold light rushed out of its Heavenly Spirit Cover and plunged straight into the sky, it was a terrifying Divine Sword Array, directly covering the sky and besieging this place. There was even a bone bead that turned into a short spear and pierced the back of Su Yang's head!

"It's funny for you to talk, once upon a time, I was so good at talking!"

Su Yang's body did not move, and the mountain mark on his right hand fell at this moment!

"Boom!"

The mountain was majestic, suddenly appeared behind Su Yang, and fell down suddenly, and with a bang, the old saint Wang Huatu was completely crushed under the mountain!

After Su Yang avoided the short spear, he jumped up, and the long river carried the sun and the moon to wipe out the two puppets!

The sun and the moon, the long river, the sacred mountain......

This place, less than ten miles, has already become a sea of laws, overwhelmed by visions!

"Let's go!"

The old saint Wang Huatu said coldly, going up to the sky. The Saint King powerhouses are fighting here, and it is simply a disaster.

In the Ink Puppet Sect, although there are the formations of the sages of the past dynasties guarding them, Su Yang has imperial objects, and they also have divine artifacts and ancestral weapons, which will definitely evolve into an extreme confrontation in the end, and if they continue to fight here, this place is destined to be destroyed!

Su Yang only wanted to behead Na Duoze, as for those little monks, although they lived and died, he didn't want to do this slaughter.

The sky is cloudless, and the divine land of the Ink Golem Sect has been completely revealed to the world, but in their eyes, it is just a palm-sized land.

"Boy, today is your time of death. Don't worry, I'll keep you alive for eternity in another way, and I won't waste even a hair. ”

Saint King Dorze laughed loudly, laughing so hideously that a small piece of skin from the corner of his eye was about to fall off.

"Disgusting!"

Su Yang said slowly, he was very disgusted with this person, this person could already be said to be not a human being.

"Come on, take a look at my collection. Puppet Secret Technique - Dance of 100 People!"

Duoze sealed, the formation spread, and the black mist spread out like a big wave, and when they landed, they seemed to be standing on a black sea.

In the dark clouds, a pair of eyes lit up, and then, a figure stood up......

"It's all puppets made by living people......"

Su Yang frowned, it is true that this way is ruthless, and it is also true that it is difficult to deal with. One hundred and seven puppets, each with their own characteristics, and different exercises, which means that he has to fight against one hundred and seven strong men.

"Come on, then!"

Su Yang pulled out the Immortal Blood Sword, and this time it seemed that it would take a lot of effort!

The battle broke out suddenly, and Su Yang held a sword to kill the old holy king. At first, he wants to beat this old saint king without time for him to care!

Duo Ze manipulated the puppet, and that person derived a sea of thunder and blocked in front of Su Yang. Su Yangling stepped straight over, and in an instant, he solved the two puppets.

"That's ......"

The old saint Wang Huatu took out a small bottle and poured it into his mouth, it was the essence of the divine medicine!

He had been sleeping in the hedron and didn't know what was going on in the outside world, but judging from a few boys in the sect and this person, the Ink Puppet Sect was in big trouble.

This life is a big world, and the Ink Puppet Sect may be facing a moment of life and death, and the meaning of being a protector is to kill all opponents, whether it is the outrageously strong human king in front of him, or the three inscrutable boys below.

In the fierce battle in the sky, Duo Ze controlled hundreds of human puppets to launch an attack on Su Yang, and above the black mist, the light of various laws bloomed, which was very gorgeous! At this moment, Su Yang formed the Great Seal of Tianyan, condensing a Dao body, which was as powerful as himself! As soon as this Dao body came out, it blocked the Huatu Old Saint King behind him.

In Su Yang's abdomen, one of the nine divine soldiers entered that body, and in an instant, the strength of that body was stronger than Su Yang's body!

"There is such a thing!"

The old saint Wang Huatu was shocked, the Dao body was even stronger than the main body, which had never been seen before.

"There are only two left, and the effectiveness of consolidating the power of the human king has weakened a lot. Su Yang said secretly, there are only two of the Nine Divine Soldiers given by the Demon Emperor left, and they can't be used anymore. You must kill that Duoze first when the effectiveness of that divine weapon is exerted to the end!

"Two quarters of an hour? However, it must be solved in such a short time, otherwise the strong man of Dark Bamboo will come. Su Yang added a boundary in his heart and stared at Duo Ze coldly.

Above the sea of black fog is a killing field, Su Yang controls the sword, and the Immortal Blood Sword passes, and those puppets can't resist it, and they disintegrate one after another. But this time, Su Yang was in trouble, these puppets lost their lives, as long as the manipulator did not die, it would be difficult for these puppets to disappear, just cutting off a head and piercing a heart didn't make much sense at all.

On the other side, Su Yang's Dao body is fighting with the old saint king of Huatu, the old saint king only controls a puppet, made of divine wood and steel, its actions are agile and very hard, and what is even more difficult to deal with is that he seems to have tens of millions of attack moves, and he can't figure out his moves at all against normal people.

"I don't have time to entangle with you dead people, puppets are also weapons......

Su Yang sneered, put away his sword in his body, and launched the soldier seal at this moment!

"Sonorous ......"

Suddenly, more than 90 puppets on the black fog stood in place as if they were mechanically malfunctioning, dancing wildly, crooked necks and twisted heads......

(End of chapter)