Text Text_[Chapter 238]: The golden-veined soldier puppet is as strong as a tiger

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[Chapter 238]: The golden-veined soldier puppet is as strong as a tiger

Scrap and don't kill!

If Ling Tianhou was allowed to be "killed" happily, it would be too unfair for Fang Zhi.

How Qingyun and the others treated Fang Zhi, then Fang Zhi treated them.

Ling Tianhou tortured Wang Hao and Wu Ming to death, and Fang Zhi returned the torture, the so-called reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, cause and effect in the world, this is exactly the truth!

The rune chains on the golden-patterned armor puppet shook for it, and the many magic circles in the puppet immediately operated, and Fang Zhi at this time was the real master of the puppet, and he drank it out as if he was following his words.

"Tianyuan Realm soldier puppet, little beast, you still have this hand to rely on, it's the old man, I underestimate you, but this Tianyuan Realm soldier puppet, how much power can you exert it?"

Ling Tianhou was frightened, panicked, and said these words to forcibly calm down, but his body kept galloping backwards, and the gold-patterned armored soldier puppet was like the cold water of winter poured on Ling Tianhou's heart, and it was cold to the bone, and this old dog finally realized why Fang Zhi would stay here and wait for him to come.

It turned out that this son was planning to kill him, and deliberately set up an ambush here.

Ling Tianhou is not a fool, if he doesn't run at this time, when will he stay?

The soldiers of the Tian Yuan Realm are definitely not something that he can resist in the Di Yuan Realm.

The identities of the hunter and the prey are changed in an instant.

Fang Zhi's eyes flashed with pleasure, looking at Ling Tianhou who fled in panic, and he couldn't help but smile hideously.

The faces of Wang Hao and Wu Ming were vivid, and the crimes that Ling Tianhou had beheaded him were like hideous scars, entangled in his heart.

If this revenge cannot be avenged, how can it be a warrior?

Is he a man who stands up to heaven and earth?

Compared to the speed of the Tianyuan Realm puppet, Ling Tianhou's speed was too slow, as slow as a wild dog trying to avoid the pursuit of tigers and leopards, and the moment he began to escape, the indifferent eyes of the golden-patterned armor puppet locked on to the target, and the magic circle in the puppet's body operated, stepping out, like a desolate beast revival, the golden light flashed, and it was as fast as thunder towards Ling Tianhou.

A snarcole sonic boom emanated from the air.

The route pursued by the golden-patterned armored puppet ignored the trees and jungles in front of it, and stepped through it in one step, and the trees in front of it all turned into sieves and scars in an instant.

It is as if the gods in the heavens stretched out a great hand that covers the sky and the sun to the sea on earth, trying to capture the fish that do not respect the gods in the sea.

Let the fish swim and flee in the majestic sea, but it is still difficult to escape from the palm of the gods.

At this time, Ling Tianhou was the fish.

"Little brute, you actually have such scheming, the old man looks down on you, underestimates you!"

Under the death crisis, Ling Tianhou could no longer maintain his composure, and as he galloped away, his mouth trembling and repeating this sentence.

The crisis was like a cloud in the sky, gradually hanging over his life, in order to survive.

Ling Tianhou's storage bag flashed brightly, and a talisman containing majestic divine power appeared in his hand, the rune paper used in this talisman was full of spirituality, and the patterns cast on it were just full of classical, and the runes on the talisman seemed simple, but in fact contained a thousand changes, revealing a sense of antiquity.

This talisman is where Ling Tianhou relied on, a five-rank yuan talisman, the power is comparable to a complete victory in the early stage of the Tianyuan Realm.

It was obtained by Ling Tianhou from the Taishang of the Canghai Sect, and it was used to save his life at a critical moment.

"Little brute, little brute, you can't die well!" Ling Tianhou had a cramp in his heart, the value of this item Yuan Fu could be called priceless.

When you take it out and sell it, it's hard to smell the high price.

The hunter who caught the eagle was chased and killed by the eagle instead, and this kind of aggrieved heart was not comfortable for Ling Tianhou.

Under the death crisis, Ling Tianhou still threw out this five-grade yuan talisman, and in an instant when he threw it out, Ling Tianhou's figure stood still, with a seal in his hand, and he chanted the scriptures in his mouth.

The thousands of patterns on the five-pin yuan talisman gradually distorted, but they suddenly shone like the pearl moon in the sky.

Every pattern on the talisman lit up, and the terrifying power hidden in the talisman suddenly revived.

A Heavenly Yuan Realm that was not weaker than the previous gold-patterned armor puppet rolled out, as if it had the power of a hundred terrifying waves and devouring the coast.

The talisman was burned between breaths, only to see a wide light and shadow palm, quietly revealed, the fingerprints on the five-fingered big hand were clearly visible, glowing with a strong eternal momentum, the five-fingered big hand brazenly hit the gold-patterned armored soldier puppet, so fast that Fang Zhi's eyes were difficult to see, and he could only watch the battle with the help of divine thoughts.

"Extinguish!"

The golden-armored puppet seemed to sense the crisis, and suddenly a hoarse voice came out of the puppet's throat.

The voice did not contain the slightest emotion, and was indifferent like an executioner.

The puppet's hands were closed, the magic circle was running in unison, and the rolling yuan force condensed towards the palm of the virtual combination, and an unprecedented energy quietly gathered, and this energy was twisted and intertwined, turning into a fist-sized ball of yuan force.

Suddenly, the puppet gently pushed out the Yuan Force Ball with his hands closed.

It may seem like a long time, but it's just a breath!

The Yuan Force Ball, which contains the power of destruction, faces the light and shadow hand that hits.

"Boom โ€”โ€”!"

In an instant, the two energies collided together.

Earth-shattering, like the collapse of mountain peaks, like an earthquake in all directions, and like the sound of the shock of the roar of a divine beast turned into a substantial sound wave, devastating and decaying in all directions.

The grass and trees were crushed into powder by the sound wave and the raging energy in an instant.

Swathes of life are swallowed up.

The energy spread for several miles, and the rolling storm was like a hurricane, sweeping in all directions, and even Fang Zhi on the sky was also blown unstable by this energy storm!

"This puppet is as strong as a demon, only a refining master can cast such a demonic puppet! This blow just now is as powerful as the full strength of the leader of the Tianyuan Realm, fortunately you are flying above the sky, if you are below, I am afraid that the remnants of this energy alone can seriously injure you!"

The soul elder couldn't help but let out a loud voice, and his words were full of shock.

Obviously, the golden-armored puppet far exceeded the old man's expectations.

"What about Ling Tianhou, did you take the opportunity to run away?" Fang Zhi was dizzy by the dust storm, Shen Nian tried to probe around, and found that under the terrifying Yuan Force, Shen Nian was extremely prone to trauma, and only a strong Divine Soul like Soul Elder could survive the Yuan Force Storm.

"This brute isn't as lucky as you, he's in the center of the explosion, and he's going to pass out!"

The soul elder's sneering voice sounded, and there was also a cold killing intent in his words.

"This dog is not dead, my heart is hard to solve!" Fang Zhi's eyes were scarlet, and he jumped down from the sky, and below was the strange qi formed by the interweaving of mist and silt, and it had already turned into a bare wetland for several miles!