This kind of sand puppet's anger seems to be contagious, and the surrounding sand puppets are becoming angry, and Bu Qianfan immediately felt a palpitation, because these sand puppets actually locked their eyes on Bu Qianfan's body.

However, with the sand scorpion's stopping, these sand puppets did not immediately besiege Bu Qianfan, which made Bu Qianfan breathe a sigh of relief.

Bu Qianfan flew over the heads of the sand puppets, and these sand puppets did not make any more moves except for angry eyes, still suppressing the sand scorpion's attack.

Bu Qianfan didn't know what was going on at the core of this altar, but the battle between this sand puppet and the sand scorpion already made him feel a strong uneasiness.

Just as Bu Qianfan broke through the huge battlefield of sand puppets and sand scorpions, a huge square altar appeared in front of him, this square altar was surrounded by dozens of columns, each column was filled with a red light, but Bu Qianfan looked carefully, but found that at the end, there were still a few distant places that were not covered by red light, but there was already a red mist surging towards the bottom of the column.

The sound of the fight entered Bu Qianfan's ears, and since there were several figures on the square altar, these human figures flashed and moved, and all kinds of spiritual light flew out, and the battle was quite fierce, and it could even be said that life and death broke out at any time.

Bu Qianfan felt a strong aura fluctuation from these people, and he was surprised to find that the cultivation of these people had actually reached the peak of the Yang Realm.

The pinnacle of the Yang Realm, that is the point of fusing the Yin and Yang aura, Bu Qianfan has just entered the Yang Realm, when it comes to cultivation, he is naturally not the opponent of these people, but the real strength, Bu Qianfan also has self-confidence, but according to the movements of these people's battles, Bu Qianfan does not dare to underestimate anyone at all.

These people naturally also noticed Bu Qianfan's arrival, and two of the warriors in yellow armor had a strong murderous aura flashing in their black eyes.

"Quick, this brother, come and help us kill these two puppets, we must not let them activate this altar, otherwise the Yellow Spring monster will be resurrected, and then our Yanhuang Realm will probably fall into great turmoil." ”

The few people who fought with the yellow armor warrior were already tired, and although they were still able to resist the attack of the armored warrior, the situation had begun to turn around.

According to the decoration of these people, Bu Qianfan has already seen that these people, except for the two armored warriors, should all be from the Kamikaze Kingdom, but Bu Qianfan has no intention of asking for help.

"Huh!"

Bu Qianfan directly took out the bronze mirror, and then released the little Qingfeng County Lord.

"Come and see, what's going on?" Bu Qianfan's gaze swept towards the square altar, and the little Qingfeng County Lord took a look at it himself.

When the little county lord Qi Wei heard this, he immediately looked at the square altar, and then a burst of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"It's the Seventeenth Prince, and the Shadowless Master, how did they come to this ruin?"

From the words of the little Qingfeng County Lord, Bu Qianfan already had some speculations, but now was not the time to think about this kind of thing.

"Little Lord Qi Wei, it's you, I really didn't expect you to be able to come here, hurry up and ask your companions to help, otherwise this altar will be activated, once the Huangquan monster is resurrected, it is the power of the Venerable and not an opponent!"

The Thirteen Princes were obviously very familiar with Lord Xiao Qingfeng, but his words were quickly interrupted by the ferocious attack of the armored warriors.

Just as Bu Qianfan hesitated and pondered, a violent sandstorm suddenly attacked from the periphery.

There were only three disciples left of the six Holy Lands at this time, and presumably the remaining three Bu Qianfan had already died before they could come to the rescue.

The faces of the three Holy Land disciples were terrified, including the three-headed Holy Son, who no longer had the proud demeanor before, they were constantly pursued by a terrifying number of sand puppets, and there were already dozens of wounds on their bodies, and blood was stained all over their clothes, looking quite embarrassed.

At the moment when the huge number of sand puppets stepped into the vicinity of the column, suddenly one sand puppet flew towards a column that had been covered with red light, and then quickly merged, and in just a few breaths, another yellow armored warrior appeared.

The strength of this yellow armored warrior can simply be compared to the master at the peak of the Yang Realm, and Bu Qianfan does not have the absolute strength to defeat.

The moment this armored warrior appeared, he immediately opened his eyes, and his black pupils locked on the nearest disciple of the Holy Land, and he decisively launched a cold attack.

"Huh!"

A sword light flew by, and the arm of the three-headed holy son was directly cut off by this yellow armored warrior.

"Little county lord, hurry up and let your companions make a move, there must be no more dead people, just three columns are missing, the Yellow Spring monster will be resurrected, according to the pair, they can't let them succeed! Stop that armored warrior quickly!"

Although the disciples of the three holy lands were all very strong in talent and strength, by that time, because they had already experienced brutal battles before, there was not much strength left, and in the face of an armored warrior, they only had the power to parry.

The little Qingfeng County Lord turned his head and looked at Bu Qianfan, not knowing what to do for a while.

In fact, the little Qingfeng County Lord had indeed believed the words of the Seventeenth Prince, but it didn't matter if she believed it or not, the key was whether Bu Qianfan was willing to believe it or not.

Bu Qianfan still watched coldly, without any trace of making a move, just watching the armored warrior continue to slash and slash the three Holy Land disciples.

"Bastard!"

The seventeenth prince roared angrily, but his own strength was only less than sixty percent, and although he had three people, he could still only barely tie with the two armored warriors.

Bu Qianfan looked away and looked at the two corpses on the square altar, these two corpses had been completely absorbed of qi and blood, leaving only two bloody clothes and two skeletons, which looked quite miserable.

Not far away, the few columns that had not yet been devoured by the white blood mist had also stopped continuing to change at this time, and it seemed that there was no new power infusion.

At this time, Bu Qianfan had basically made his own judgment, but he was still reluctant to make a move.

Finally, the three Holy Land disciples couldn't support it, and the armored warrior slashed away with a sword, and the three-headed holy son who had broken his arm was about to be cut in half by a sword, Bu Qianfan disappeared in place in an instant, and directly threw a punch, knocking the fierce sword of the armored warrior away.

The strong strength also made Bu Qianfan's blood boil a little, and he retreated three or four zhang before Bu Qianfan recovered.

"Whew!"

Seeing this scene, the battle in the center of the square altar was a little relieved, if he really let that armored warrior kill the three of them, then everything he did would be in vain, and there was even a huge threat to the Yanhuang Continent, and the first to bear the brunt was their kamikaze country.

Bu Qianfan's shot made the armored warrior have a strong fear, and after being shaken away, he didn't even make a move again.