Chapter 421: Martial Saint Puppet

In the blood-filled sky, countless blood-qi puppets turned into an ocean, surrounding Wang Haochen and the others in the center.

But at this time, there was a hint of joy on their faces.

Because Shen Fan has also broken through to the realm of martial saints.

"Wang Haochen, why have you become so powerful?" Shen Fan couldn't help but ask when he saw Wang Haochen who was rushing to the front to open the way for them.

"It's okay for you to break through, but I can't break through?" Wang Haochen couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Don't talk about these useless things, you two hurry up and find a way to kill them, if it goes on like this, it will take a long time, and we won't be able to hold it." Seeing that the two of them began to chat, King Wu shouted angrily.

Wang Haochen and Shen Fan looked straight, and they began to think quickly in their hearts.

"Shen Fan, can you fly with them?" Wang Haochen cut a gap in front of him with a sword, and only then asked Shen Fan.

Shang Qingyan's flying speed is too slow, thousands of miles away, it takes more than half a day to rush over, if they fight all the way like this, Wang Haochen can't hold on, they have to speed up, they have a chance to kill the exit.

"I'll try!" Shen Fan understood Wang Haochen's thoughts and nodded.

Shen Fan easily slashed the blood and qi puppets condensed around him, and then a huge yuan force in his body diffused out, enveloping Shang Qingyan, Xiao Yan, Bai Yuxian, Huan Lingtong and others.

"Let's go!"

Shen Fan directly wrapped everyone with Yuan Force, and as soon as his body moved, he swept forward directly with them.

In the blink of an eye, it was directly pasted behind Wang Haochen, and the three of them almost didn't keep up.

"No problem!" Shen Fan slightly felt the Yuan Force consumption speed within a little, nodded and shouted.

Wang Haochen's face flashed with joy, and then he spoke: "You take them, follow behind me, let's speed up, King Wu, you and the two seniors are on both sides and behind." ”

"Don't worry, leave it to us!" the three Martial Kings also nodded.

"Okay, let's go!" Wang Haochen roared angrily, put away the long sword in his hand, and slapped his palms abruptly forward.

In the void, a terrifying force surged through like an undercurrent, waves surging underneath, and everywhere it passed, all the blood and qi puppets were shattered.

His figure swept forward abruptly, and at the same time slapped his palm forward.

Wang Haochen completely urged the speed without any pause, it seemed that he was rushing straight towards the blood and qi puppets in front of him, but everywhere he passed, the blood and qi puppets were all shattered.

Shen Fan took Shang Qingyan and the eight of them and followed closely behind Wang Haochen.

Their speed was too fast, they all flashed by, and after flying far away, those blood puppets on the passage had not yet had time to recondense again, and the three of Wuwang, Huan Shan and Qu Kong were completely idle, and they only needed to follow closely beside them.

They were like an iron ship, ploughing into the sea of blood puppets, and the blood puppets in front of them were directly smashed in an instant, and they didn't seem to pose any threat to them, and they couldn't slow them down.

Wherever they passed, there were still countless blood and qi puppets condensed out of the void, surrounding them, but they were no longer useful.

In just an hour, they had already flown hundreds of miles, and their speed had increased by two or three times. If it continues like this, it will take two or three hours at most, and they will be able to kill the exit of the Blood Realm.

King Wu's heart began to gradually relax.

"This little guy is really not simple...... "King Wu looked at Wang Haochen and Shen Fan, and admired in his heart.

Even if he is also in the Martial Saint realm, whether it is Wang Haochen or Shen Fan, he can't replace what the two of them are doing.

There were countless blood and qi puppets blocking the way in front of him, and he was afraid that he would need to go all out to be able to open a gap in front of him, and it would never be possible to reach Wang Haochen's speed. Let him fly with everyone like Shen Fan, he may be able to do it in a short time, but he can't maintain this amazing speed all the time.

"The young people of today are amazing!" Huan Shan and Qu Kong also sighed lightly in their hearts.

They are now hiding under the protection of Wang Haochen.

After more than an hour of flight, the condensation of the blood and qi puppets seemed to be a little unable to keep up with their speed, and often before the blood and qi puppets could be condensed, Wang Haochen took people and passed by in a flash.

The formation of the blood qi puppets was constantly being stretched out, gradually becoming thinner, and the impact on them was even smaller.

Wang Haochen saw that Shen Fan had been able to keep up, so he fully exerted his speed, and his body seemed to turn into a white light, flying forward, no different from ordinary hurrying.

Within ten zhang of his body, he had been exuding a concussive force, and wherever he went, the blood puppet had no power to resist.

Time passed slowly, countless blood and qi puppets continued to shatter, and the distance between Wang Haochen and the exit of the blood realm was constantly narrowing.

Another half an hour passed, and Wang Haochen flew by inertia.

Suddenly, a change of urgency!

A blood and qi puppet in front of him was shattered, and Wang Haochen didn't care about it at first, but after an instant, he immediately discovered that something was wrong.

Among the many shattered Blood Golems, there was one Blood Golem that survived. Moreover, there was a terrifying aura on his body that suddenly spread out, like a blood-colored lightning, rushing towards Wang Haochen, and the blood-red palm was filled with blood gas, stabbing Wang Haochen's neck.

"Martial Saint Realm?" Wang Haochen was taken aback for an instant.

The strength of the blood qi puppet had been maintained at the peak of the innate realm, and the sudden appearance of a blood qi puppet of the martial saint realm caught him a little off guard.

There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and a cold color suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his right fist instantly bombarded out.

King Wu and Shen Fan also discovered the abnormality in front of them, and their faces changed slightly, and they instantly became vigilant.

If there is a strong person in the Martial Saint realm hidden in the middle of this blood puppet, it will be a little unguardable, and it will also pose a great threat to them.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms touched, Wang Haochen's figure instantly froze, and his speed plummeted. With a muffled snort in his mouth, his left fist followed out, and the left palm of the blood puppet also slapped over instantly.

There was a muffled sound, and the ripples of qi suddenly spread out, and the two of them were shocked.

Wang Haochen's eyes flashed, and his palm suddenly grabbed out, directly breaking Zhan Tianyuan, enveloping the blood puppet inside.

The blood puppet's eyes flashed with surprise, and with a wild roar, a punch blasted forward. But at this moment, Wang Haochen pushed his palms suddenly, and the Yuanli light ball formed by Tian Yuan Po popped out like a cannonball, exploding in the air in an instant.

"Let's go!"

Wang Haochen waved his hand slightly, turned slightly, and swept away.

They were too close to the outbreak of Tian Yuan Po, and it was likely to affect themselves, so they should avoid it as soon as possible.

The void shook, and the air swelled, revealing a pitch-black area.

The flesh of the blood qi puppet was not strong, and it was directly shocked into powder by Tian Yuan Po, but Wang Haochen could sense that in the center of Tian Yuan Po's outbreak, there was a strong aura that had not been destroyed.

But as the void spread, the powerful swallowing power in the pitch-black area spread, and a breath that seemed to be struggling frantically could be felt, and a low roar could be faintly heard.

Wang Haochen can be sure that it is just a wisp of soul consciousness, and it should be the soul consciousness of the Martial Saint realm.

The soul consciousness of the Martial Saint Realm was extremely powerful, but it had no substance, how could it break free from the swallowing of that pitch-black void?

Just holding on to a few breaths, that wisp of soul consciousness was directly engulfed by that pitch-black void, and then, the air poured back, rushed into the pitch-black area, and directly shattered that wisp of soul consciousness.

"Whew"

At the moment when the soul consciousness was shattered, the thousands of blood and qi puppets seemed to be swept by the autumn wind, and they all turned into rolling blood qi and scattered.

"Dead?" King Wu was shocked.

Wang Haochen hurriedly counterattacked, and also killed the strong man of the Martial Saint Realm? This strength is inevitably too strong.

Wang Haochen stared at the void, shook his head slowly, and said: "What came here is just a wisp of his soul sense, it is impossible to kill him directly, at most let his soul sense be damaged." ”

"Will he come back and come back?" Shang Qingyan and the others looked at the suddenly open sky, and their hearts were instantly relieved, but hearing Wang Haochen's words, they couldn't help but become nervous again.

"If you dare to come back, kill him again. Shen Fan snorted coldly.

"That's right!" Wang Haochen let out a breath, his expression relaxed, and said: "No matter what, he shouldn't appear in a short time, we just took this opportunity to hurry." ”

"Ah......h

In the blood realm, a scream faintly came.

Listening to that voice, at least from hundreds of miles away, one can imagine how terrifying that scream must have been.

Hearing that scream, Wang Haochen turned his head slightly, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"It seems to have hurt more than I expected. He whispered inwardly.

Although they lost the obstruction of the blood qi puppet, Wang Haochen and the others did not relax, and the five powerhouses of the Martial Saint Realm took Shang Qingyan and the seven of them separately, and rushed towards the exit of the Blood Realm at the fastest speed.

At this time, in the depths of the Blood Realm, several alien races with four pairs of blood wings gathered together, and they were all silent.

"The three kings are all defeated and injured, and they can't stop them!" said an old alien in the language of the Blood Realm.

The voice was low and heavy.

"No one thought that the boy in white would be so powerful, otherwise the three kings would not have attacked separately and were broken by him one by one. ”

"It's too late to say anything now, it's gone, and no one can stop them anymore. ”

"Are you going to let them go like that?"

"What else can you do to stop them?"

There was a long silence, and the breath was oppressive and indescribable.

"Unwilling...... "Who waited a long time before a long sigh sounded.

He lost three breeding pools and killed countless people, but he had no choice but to watch them go.

(End of chapter)