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With the help of the storm, Mo Kongjing tried to adjust his direction, allowing his whole body to meet the storm.

It didn't take long for Mo Kongjing to get closer to the center of this battle.

Her instincts told her that there were only two people who could put an end to this never-ending storm.

At this time, the puppet's body was covered with mysterious and strange runes, and the runes were all over the puppet's body, and where the runes went, a burst of dazzling golden light would erupt on the puppet's body.

The golden light matched the pattern of the runes, and from a distance, the puppet was golden.

And what Mo Kongjing, who was getting closer and closer to the battlefield, saw that the pitch-black puppet was covered with mysterious runes, and the runes made the puppet's body burst out with dazzling golden light.

The golden puppet, speed, and strength are no longer comparable to the others.

I don't know when, Ning Keqin was already sitting firmly on the puppet's steady shoulders, and her hands no longer had silk threads, but the pair of eyes that were exactly the same as the puppet, jumping with red flames, were telling others that she was manipulating the puppet in an unbelievable way at this time.

Without the jade bone fan, the Nine Heavens Xuannu did not fall into a disadvantage, her body was as light and comfortable as a swallow in the clouds, but she was suppressed by the speed and strength of the puppet, and she had scruples and could not use her full strength.

Hundreds of storms connect the apex of heaven and earth, roaring, roaring, sweeping and devouring!

In the midst of this devastating disaster, the two of them who did not change their faces looked calm.

It was as if there was only one other left in their eyes.

The speed of the puppet with golden light was extremely sharp, and she would rather sit on the puppet's shoulder with a calm expression, even if there was no one in her body that was intact at the moment, her expression was still indifferent.

"The temptation ends here, and you're going to be my perfect masterpiece!"

The figure of the Nine Heavens Xuannu suddenly retreated a few feet away, and the leisurely voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens.

"If you want this puppet technique that only exists in the world, come to the Ling Heaven Realm to find me, I am waiting for you at the top of the highest snow-capped mountain."

The voice of the Nine Heavens Xuannu seemed to penetrate the storm, and everyone present could hear the aftermath of the storm.

Before Mo Kongjing could figure it out, the abrupt puppet rushed forward at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and Mo Kongjing didn't see when Ning Keqin made a move, and found that Ning Keqin, who was standing behind the puppet, had a very unsightly face.

There was only that huge puppet between Ning Keqin and the Nine Heavens Xuannu at this time, time seemed to stand still at this moment, Mo Kongjing's pupils shrank sharply, and a string of pearl necklaces appeared in the hands of the Nine Heavens Xuannu at some point.

In front of the puppet and Ning Keqin, the corners of his lips were hooked and a three-point smile was raised, and before anyone could figure it out, he raised one hand and shook it gently, the pearl necklace broke in response, the silk thread slipped silently, and countless small and smooth pearls were scattered in the air.

A few whoosh sounds amplify countless times in still time.

The sound of thumping into flesh and bones is terrifying.

His heart was beating extremely fast, and Mo Kongjing watched in disbelief as the broken puppet knelt down on one knee uncontrollably. The next moment, the sound of a crash resounded in the starry sky, and the puppet with a golden light all over its body fell to the ground head-on, and there was no possibility of standing up.

One, one move?

With just this move, the puppet who fled in fear by Lianhua Divine Cultivator will be completely defeated?!

What kind of strength is this?

Mo Kongjing's eyes, which were clinging to the storm boulder, didn't dare to blink more, and he didn't even have the extra attention to realize how close he was to the center of the battlefield now.

The puppet fell to the ground with a bang, the bandages in front of Ning Qin's forehead were all stained red, blood seeped out from his forehead and blurred his vision, and his hazy eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his consciousness was disappearing!

At this time, the corners of the mouth of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, who was looking directly at Ning Keqin, suddenly hooked up a three-point smile, and Mo Kongjing saw clearly that the blow just now was led by pearls, and at this time, there were still seven pearls hanging in the air in front of the Nine Heavens Xuannu!

Ning Keqin staggered in place, those storms that were originally no threat to her became extremely dangerous at this moment, as if they could blow Ning Keqin's whole person away with just a little more power.

Before his brain could react, Mo Kongjing even saw the killing intent hidden in the depths of the smiling eyes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

Forget how he tried his best to run through the rocks, forget how many times the Nine Heavens Xuannu's movement of raising her hand was slowed down, and forget how she pushed Ning Keqin away.

Lying in a pool of blood, sweat blurred his vision, and Mo Kongjing finally looked at the pearl-sized blood hole on his left shoulder that was penetrated, and there was also one in his left abdomen.

The power on the pearl is indescribable, but the moment it touches the body, it penetrates the body, Mo Kongjing did not look back, but knew that those pearls had made all the rocks within a radius of ten miles come to naught.

Is this the true strength of the Nine Heavens Xuannu?

Consciousness is very clear, but his eyes are half-open and half-closed, Mo Kongjing knows that it is not far from her, and it may even be only a few inches away, rather than lying there.

At the last moment, she could only choose to push Ning Keqin away, and if she went further, she couldn't do it.

Her consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes cloudy, the wind was blowing, and occasionally boulders were scattered around her, and she didn't know how many times her body had been crushed by those boulders, and her hot chest and body were no longer protesting with her.

At the last moment that he saw with his eyes, it was the puppet that Mo Kongjing thought had been reimbursed stood up again!

She saw Mu Yanran stumbling in the storm, and she saw Ning Keqin sitting on the puppet's shoulder indifferently with half-blind eyes.

Finally, she saw two people sitting on the puppet's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

And herself, it seems, is in the palm of the puppet's folded palm.

The puppet was so huge, and her palms were so steady and steady that her original struggling consciousness finally gave up the so-called struggle in such a comfortable state.

The hub of the mechanism is operating rapidly, and a pair of delicate crossbow wings are as huge as ten zhang, and the crossbow wings are vigorously inciting, and they can fly up to the old high in just one moment.

The last scene that the half-closed eyes saw was the towering trees outside, and they were outside the golden silk nanmu coffin.

After all, the puppet still didn't come out of the golden silk nanmu coffin, in a sea of stars, Ning Keqin's eyes were neither happy nor sad, and the same was true for the puppet.

The puppet's broken body was already doomed to its end, and in the end, the puppet did not come out, and Ning Keqin did not recover the puppet, and at the moment when the starry sky in the golden silk nanmu coffin was all destroyed, Ning Keqin closed the coffin lid with a blank face.

The pair of fiery red eyes were beating like flames, the puppet had no sorrow or joy, and a pair of red eyes seemed to seep out through the golden silk nanmu coffin. Obviously there is no emotion, but it will give people the illusion that it is crying silently.

Yanshi and puppet are a very strange and reasonable combination.

In the end, it was the Yanshi who made the puppet, or the puppet who made the Yanshi.

Who knows.

(To be continued.) )