The pitch-black scales were like the sharpest sawtooth, cutting through the hard streak wall, and the huge body crashed into the Yihe Hall with an unstoppable and powerful attitude. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a scaly monster covered in pitch-black scales, and it was on the large side. Wuxian had never seen this kind of monster in the Warcraft popularization manual.

"You know it?" Wuxian seemed to hear Zheng Rin call out its name.

"The puppet demon is a special product cultivated by the emperor's tomb, how could it break into here?" Zheng Rin couldn't believe his eyes.

Imperial Tomb products?

"The Emperor's Tomb is deep in the underground of Beicheng, and there are people patrolling it all day, how did it come out?"

No one came to tell him how the puppet appeared, and everyone was frightened by the puppet's murderous behavior.

The commotion in the Yihe Hall was so great that the pale boy who was nested in the soft chair and closed his eyes and took a nap had to come out of his own world. The cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows is red and bloody, and between the ink pupils, there seems to be light overflowing.

He only glanced at the puppet demon, and his expression was unfazed, as if he had expected this.

"There should still be." He walked down the thirty-third white jade steps, walked to Zheng Rin's side, left a hint and left indifferently.

As for what is happening here, it has nothing to do with him.

Looking at the back of Ban'er leaving, which was so out of place with the atmosphere of the surrounding turmoil, Wuxian couldn't help but sigh, "This person is so strange." ”

"Well, the national teacher has always been like this."

What the? Such a young man with perverse manners turned out to be Nanxuan's famous national teacher?

Wuxian felt unbelievable.

I didn't have time to digest this terrifying fact, but I saw the puppet demon suddenly squatting on the spot, and after the dark red eyes wandered a few times, it firmly locked on Zheng Rin, and immediately pounced at the speed of an arrow off the string. Wuxian pushed Zheng Rin aside and confronted the puppet demon head-on. The strong wind blew off the veil, revealing a delicate face of unparalleled beauty.

Because of this chaos and the drive of the national teacher, the Yihe Hall has already been empty, and only Zheng Rin is still nervously observing the situation on the side. He didn't know the strength of the Warrior, and he couldn't be more aware of the power of the puppet. The Nanxuan royal family has spent thousands of years cultivating a total of twelve puppet demons to guard the emperor's tomb, each of which is a top-notch demon beast comparable to a saint-level powerhouse.

In other words, this puppet demon has at least a thousand years of cultivation.

Wu Wu didn't have time to think so much, the goal of the puppet demon was very clear, and every blow went straight to Zheng Rin, she couldn't think of a way to suppress it for the time being, so she had to create frequent interference. The puppet demon was impatient with the innocent, and roared, and the two palms slashed at the waist of the innocent. Wuxian pulled out the white feather, threw it in the air, and grabbed a pillar next to him, jumping out of the puppet's palm with the elastic force of the white feather. The puppet demon was not bad at speed, and his palm stretched forward to grab the white feather and pull it back. The innocent toes nodded to the ground, and the mouth said softly, "Burn." Bai Yu immediately turned into a raging fire snake and coiled around the puppet's wrist.

At this time, Ban'er was still two steps away from stepping into the sacrificial temple. Sensing a strange and familiar aura, he suddenly paused and looked at the Yihe Palace, and a strong incredulity emerged from the depths of his ink pupils.

Just as Zheng Rin was fully engaged in the battle between Wu Wu and the Puppet Demon, a gust of wind blew through the front door, and he struggled to dodge backwards, barely avoiding the vital point, but the bronze mask on his face shattered due to the lack of protection.

Zheng Rin's first reaction was to touch his face, but the skin on his face was unexpectedly smooth. When did his face recover?

He suddenly remembered that Wuxian had given him a pill before he walked out of the Nanyuan Palace, saying that it was to prevent accidents, but it could only work for twelve hours. Is it because of the pill?

"Zheng Rin, get out of the way!" Wu Wu and the puppet demon were on par, and when he inadvertently turned around, he found that there was another gray puppet demon in the Yihe hall at some point, attacking Zheng Rin who was in a trance.

Zheng Rin came back to his senses when he heard the shout, and the gray golem had already rushed in front of him, raising a strong fist like a mountain and slamming it straight into his chest.

The long-sleeping Flame Demon Ape sensed that Zheng Rin was in danger, and broke the blood contract seal without authorization, blocking the punch for him.

"Bang-" The Flame Demon Ape was knocked out, and blood spilled from mid-air, staining the white ground of the Yihe Temple.

Zheng Rin's eyes were red, and he pressed the three mechanisms on the wheelchair in one breath, restrained the gray puppet, and ran to the Flame Demon Ape alone, helping it up, "Are you okay?" ”

The corners of the Flame Demon Ape's mouth were bloody, forcing himself to shake his head.

The mechanism designed by the Immortal has no problem dealing with human monks, and in the face of this thousand-year-old puppet demon, it only plays a role in restraining for a moment. The gray golem pulled out the arrow on his body and slowly walked towards Zheng Rin.

The Flame Demon Ape wanted to stand in front of Zheng Rin, but he was held down by him.

"Don't be reckless in protecting me, you have to die together. We signed a blood contract, have you forgotten? ”

The demon ape whimpered.

The gray puppet's palm covered the top of Zheng Rin's head, and Zheng Rin closed his eyes in resignation.

In the next second, I didn't feel the pain of the crushing skull. He opened his eyes to find a feather whip burning with golden flames strangled the gray golem's neck, forcing it to withdraw its hand to protect its neck.

"Innocent?"

Sure enough, it was Wu Wu who saved him.

"Their target is you, you run back to the Nanyuan Hall now, the sooner the better, I'll hold them back." The gray golem was even more powerful than the black one, and she could only hold it out for a while.

"I can't leave you alone." Zheng Rin didn't even think about it and rejected her proposal.

"I can't let go of your hands and feet when you're here." Wu Wu didn't have time to reason with him, his wrist flipped, and two gusts of wind blew out of thin air, directly blowing him and the Flame Demon Ape out of the Yihe Palace.

The two puppet demons immediately set out to chase after them, and with a flick of the Immortal Long Whip, they stopped at their waists and forcibly dragged them down. The puppet's dark red eyes glared at Wu Wu, eager to tear her in half. The two joined forces to form a formation, and two whirlpools, one black and one gray, flew out of their chests, only the size of a palm at first, and gradually spread into an inverted tower-like phantom, falling from the sky, covering the immortal.

There was no retreat, she was covered by the shadow of the tower, all the power in her body disappeared in an instant, her body was as soft and weak as cotton, she shook her body and fell to the ground with a thud.

The two golems smiled at each other, their palms passing through the phantom and patting her on the back.

Innocent turned his head unwillingly, ready to take the blow.

At this moment, the red light of the Yihe Hall appeared, and the entire hall was surrounded by a thick sea of blood in an instant. Although it is a sea of blood, it has the form of blood, and there is no smell of blood.

The pale boy stood in front of her with a sea of blood, his ink eyes were deep, his silver-white hair danced without wind, and the cinnabar in his eyebrows was like a floating flame, red to shiny.

"Protoss, so bad?"