"This demon has lost his mind, and it is useless to reason with her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ladies and gentlemen, the Puppet Sect appears today, and I am afraid that the world will usher in a catastrophe in the future. Ladies and gentlemen, today and now, the time has come when we have no choice but to stand up and fight the demons to the end! With the sound of the passionate sword unsheathed, Jiang Lishi's majestic voice sounded in a desperate black fog, which did not bring hope to people, but instilled courage into many people.

"Good, Tianfang has held a sword all his life, but it's just for the word 'righteousness'!" The head of the Xuanjian Sect, the Tianfang swordsman, was the first to respond, and the swordsmen under him also puffed up the wind one by one, raised their swords and concentrated, ready to launch a decisive charge towards the approaching torrent of steel.

"Good! life and death are small, and if you lose the right path in your heart, then it will be a big matter!" The unruly voice of the mad sword real man suddenly sounded, and then one of his instructions came out: "The mad sword belongs, charge with me!"

"Kill!" With a neat shout, dozens of righteous path swordsmen from the Crazy Sword Sect actually rushed towards the high platform and the middle gate before the Golden Sword Gate and the Xuanjian Gate.

Their target was precisely the puppet sect master who had returned to the Void Realm.

Behind them, the Golden Sword Gate, the Xuanjian Gate, the Iron Sword Gate, and even the people of the Great Red Dragon all rushed towards the puppet sect masters together, and everyone knew that it was useless to deal with those puppets if they didn't kill the puppet sect's masters.

"Silver Dust!" Wan Jianxin was still trying to wake up the distracted Silver Dust when they were all charging towards the puppet sect masters, but it was useless, Silver Dust had been in a trance since he finished scolding that sentence.

"Silver Dust!" he called out again, but there was no response. At this time, Bai Prison and Jiang Lishi had already fought with a group of puppets, and even Bai Ji was injured.

"Yinchen! I don't care if you hear it or not! Anyway, you have to listen to me! Later, Uncle Jiang will find a way to lure the puppet sect master away! I and the Prison Worship Society will do our best to entangle her! At least we will have thirty breaths! You must take Lin Xuanchen to break through immediately! With your ability to strike at enemies in a wide area and from a distance! It should not be difficult to stand out from which puppets! Yinchen, don't give up! You have to think that you still have the Lin family's sister to take care of! She is only twelve years old, so she can't die here!" Wan Jianxin said fiercely, there was not much sadness in his tone, only the sad hope of entrusting all his wishes, emotions and thoughts to others on his deathbed, his Tianchong was already out of the sheath and was shining, just like his heart of a swordsman who was never stained with dust, just like the way of a chivalrous man who never changed color. Lin Xuanchen beside her was already crying to death, but she was still blowing the pink wind, ready to fight.

Yinchen was still indifferent, his expression was very strange, as if he was stunned by the three words "Puppet Sect", and he didn't know where the courage and anger of that moment just now had gone.

"Yinchen! Remember my words!Live! For the sake of so many of us on the righteous path, live well! We will still be brothers in the next life!" Wan Jianxin finished speaking, and then dodged towards the woman of the puppet sect, and at this time, Jiang Lishi was also injured and fell to the ground.

The righteous path that rushed out is dying in a large area.

The Celestial Swordsman fell, and beside him, the body of the shining sky was cooling......

The female elder of the Golden Knife Gate fell, covered in blood, and still stretched out her arms until the last moment, as if she wanted to provide some support to the bloody prison worship.

More righteous paths rushed up, the Ascending Sun Sect, the Heavenly Pavilion, and even the Heavenly Slaying Demon Sect that was the Demon Dao, and even some small sects that were not well known, but the more people rushed up, the more people fell, because their opponents were so invincible.

The puppet sect woman in the Void Returning Period, with a pair of heavy octagonal iron hammers, shattered the big knife in the hand of the prison worship with a few strokes, and even with just one blow, the Tianchong in Wan Jianxin's hand was broken, and she was the one who put everyone in the Golden Sword Gate to the ground.

The puppets she summoned also began to massacre the monks from all directions. Feng Lieshan, who bore the brunt of the attack, relied on the realm of distraction to fight hard with a puppet that looked dull and clumsy, and he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and even his left hand was cut out with a deep scar, but there was no way at all to leave any traces on the puppet's body. He's not a master of distraction, and he can't break through those plates.

The disciples around him were also falling one after another, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance behind him, as well as some sects of the Demon Dao, were being harvested collectively.

Those demonic people didn't even have the determination to resist.

"Cut! What a mess, I don't believe in anything that is right or wrong, I just want to not lose to Wan Jianxin at this time. Just as the puppets approached Du Chuanchang and his seven men with an unstoppable torrent of steel, the young Poison Dragon Sect disciple suddenly stood up.

Du Chuanchang, the devil, no matter how hateful it is, has no way to forget the bravery in his heart in the end. He is vicious, he is mean, but he cannot be cowardly, he cannot be unfaithful. This poisonous demon, who had only recently harvested the mystery of the Killing Dao and the Five Books, burst out with the deepest bravery of his body when his life was threatened, instead of giving up in the face of a strong enemy like an ordinary demon.

He beckoned his subordinates, and swayed the wind that had already turned transparent due to the breaking of the mystery, and rushed towards the ten thousand sword hearts that had already broken the sword and were covered in blood.

"The surname is Wan! This is the last time this seat will compete with you!Let's see who can live a little longer!" he roared, and the violent Zhu poisonous hand was fiercely imprinted on the puppet woman's shoulder.

In the next second, he vomited blood and flew back, returning to his tall and thin body protection qi, how could he be a rookie whose real level was not in the realm of the body?

Wan Jianxin brandished his broken sword, trying to lure away the enemy in front of him and keep her away from the door leading to the exit of the secret realm behind him, but he couldn't do it at all, because the woman in front of him didn't seem to be an ordinary retreat.

Although the Gangfeng composed of powerful ghosts has not broken the mysteries, it is closer to the most essential and original power of [wind] than any other person's Gangfeng, if the essence of the power of magic is [light], then the essence of all martial arts, all divine skills, and all mysteries in the Wind Source Continent and the secret realm connected to it is [wind].

This is also the reason why the Thunder and Lightning True Yuan, the Ghost True Yuan, the Poison True Yuan, and even the Golden True Yuan can't really condense into the essence of the elements such as lightning, skeleton soldiers, Gu worms, and metal. The true element of thunder and lightning is not the power of the real thunder element, it is still the power of the wind.

Because of this, the hammer sent by the woman, in addition to the violent psychedelic effect, also has the most essential and direct impact. Her Gangfeng is worthy of the name of "Steel Wind", in addition to the huge thrust and impact, it also has the same texture as metal, heavy and hard, hitting Wan Jianxin and Du Chuanchang's bodies, blood splashed on the spot, bones and tendons broken.

Wan Jianxin became more and more desperate the more he fought, he had no way to create any chance for Silver Dust, which also meant that Silver Dust couldn't escape at all.

Du Chuanchang also became more and more desperate, he didn't think that he would live longer than Wan Jianxin, maybe he would be the first to fall.

Senior Aunt Mingquan was also desperate, because she had just shouted a lot of conditions that could be called traitors, trying to attract the attention of the puppet sect woman, but no matter how she shouted, she would only be pressed closer and tighter by the steel puppets.

Zhan Guang is desperate, Bu Guxiu is desperate, Woe is desperate, everyone is desperate. There was a scream and scream, mixed with Lin Xuanchen's desperate cry, but among all of them, only the motionless Yinchen did not despair.

He was simply shocked.

In fact, he was a little desperate when he saw the man coming out of the door. Returning to the void, although it is not enough to say that it is completely impossible to deal with, but if he wants to win easily, he doesn't even think about it, and even at the same time as he saw that woman, he secretly activated the spell position of the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist and Immortal Qu, as for the two systems of water and fire, he basically couldn't count on it in the face of such a powerful enemy.

But the moment he saw the simple form of the aperture and the puppets emerging from it, he was completely blinded.

Those apertures are not magic arrays at all, let alone a concentrating type, but a pure scientific creation similar to the hyperspace delivery technology of the pure technological civilization on the Trisolaran Star, which is a kind of technical means that uses extremely miniature space distortion positions to remotely drop into our units, this kind of thing has long been flooded in Gabroyle's magic civilization, and it is possible to encounter the situation of using space magic to deliver it when ordering a takeaway, not to mention these serious combat units? Therefore, Yinchen didn't feel scared at all, but simply felt disobedient.

And when the puppet appeared in the circle of light, Yinchen's heart only had a sense of absurdity like a monstrous flood.

The puppets in his field of vision, with their plate-like flat heads, lit up with two tiny white magnesium lamps that illuminated the optical cameras. The body is covered with pieces of outer protective armor, and the whole body looks as lean and thin as a blade. The golems didn't have huge ammunition boxes behind them, and on their shoulders, the empty cannon shell chain entrances were exposed to the air, and not a single yellow bullet filled them. The short upper arm was wrapped with ugly chains, and a handful of them seemed to Silver Dust to be as redundant as hyperplastic tissue, almost completely shattering the original design of the broadsword, long sword and giant axe, and were rigidly tied to the arms, and even the end of many puppet arms still had a hinge attached to the forearm pitifully.

This is the puppet, this is the puppet in the eyes of all the monks, and it is the same thing, even the same type of puppet that Silver Dust saw in that underground base.

Fully automatic weapons, or killer robots, do not seem to be a forbidden thing in the completely annihilated Kanonoric civilization, but the most common cannon fodder soldiers in the interstellar colonial army. As long as the materials are sufficient, as long as the energy is sufficient, a standardized production line can produce an entire divisional army of such soldiers in an hour, and a medium-sized interstellar colony fleet with thirty production lines working at full speed for a day, all the armed forces on a planet will be completely shattered into ashes in such a torrent of steel. With such a thing, Yinchen would not be afraid at all, he just felt a sadness that spanned thousands of years.

This is the puppet sect, and this is the capital of the puppet sect that is proud of the world. The puppet sect that is enough to slaughter a country relies on some kind of researched and extremely primitive method to control such a cannon fodder army that is commonplace in interstellar civilizations, becoming the first evil way in the world and the most unpredictable terror in the world.

It's ironic.

With such a force, Silver Dust doesn't need to exterminate it at all, and it doesn't even need any fighting and sacrifice, because he is the Lord of Silver Dust, and the account he registered in the Kanonikor civilization terminal has enough permissions, and even the account authority of that Sir Tomato can easily and completely enslave an infinite number of such puppets.

How the Puppet Sect controls these puppets, Silver Dust is not clear for the time being, but he knows that that kind of control is definitely not a way recognized by the Kanonikle civilization, and the authority must be very low, and Silver Dust's own two accounts, Silver Dust Lord and Sir Tomato, either of them has the power to directly order these puppets.

So this battle, this battle of gambling on the so-called righteous faith and benevolence, is simply a farce.

Silver Dust moved, he didn't listen to Wan Jianxin's words, because there was no need, he didn't pay attention to Lin Xuanchen, who was crying sadly, because there was no need, he didn't even have the interest in taking a look at the powerful monk who had returned to the void, so he dodged and turned into a silver-white meteor and rushed towards the place where the puppets were most dense.

He appeared in front of Feng Lieshan, with his back to him, using an unfathomable back to isolate him from the puppet.

Feng Lieshan suddenly withdrew his hand, because he knew that the boy had the ability to kill him even if his back was on him. He looked at Silver Dust in amazement, wondering why he would block those terrible steel monsters for himself, could it be that he still remembered the kindness of the Demon Pavilion?

In the next second, the distracted elder sat down on the ground.

The puppets disappeared in an instant, one by two, one by two, one by two, silver dust slowly walked towards the center where the puppets gathered, and where they passed, the puppets that were originally too strong for the monks to parry suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

But this is nothing, what is really frightening is that when Silver Dust appeared in front of these puppets, all of a sudden, the puppets did not move. (To be continued.) )