Zhou Yang used a puppet against the enemy, and this matter was known to all immortal cultivators who knew him a little, and it was not new.

But everyone, including Yan Baichuan and Long Jiufeng, was shocked.

There is no other reason, one word - many!

After the puppets became larger, they were suspended above everyone's heads, and there were nearly 100 of them!

Even Huangliang Zhenjun was shocked. His eyesight is extraordinary, and of course, he can immediately see that these puppets are not ordinary, and they can even be said to be precious anomalies!

There are enough hundreds, and even Huangliang Zhenjun can't pay for all of them. At the same time, he was even more eager to get the resources in his hands after defeating Zhou Yang.

On the other side, Zhou Yang's figure flashed in the garbage station.

Before he could stand firmly, he sat on the ground, holding his feet in one hand and grinning his teeth.

Now he was 100% sure that Huangliang Zhenjun's cultivation was enough to reach the middle stage of the Xuan Realm. Yan Baichuan is powerful enough, but he is two realms lower than him!

Behind the superb cultivation is the explosive improvement of combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, Zhou Yang hid in time just now, but Rao was like this, and his feet were swept by the other party's strength. Fortunately, Huangliang Zhenjun didn't seem to have other plans, and he didn't go all out to kill him, but wanted to catch him alive.

"Leader, you ......"

The diamond-shaped head of Jubao came up, and just as he wanted to talk to Zhou Yang, he saw that the silver light all over his body appeared again and disappeared again.

After all, he had to rush back, otherwise those puppets would not last long without anyone to dominate. Such a cherished baby, Zhou Yang can't bear it!

"There he appeared, he appeared again!"

With everyone's exclamations, Zhou Yang's figure flashed and appeared in another position in the hall.

I saw that Huangliang Zhenjun was surrounded by dense puppets, and the sound of cracking and tearing kept coming.

Zhou Yang and the puppets have the same heart, and they can clearly sense that the potential they can exert is limited, even if these puppets are tied together, they are not the opponent of Huangliang Zhenjun.

It seems that the other party is coveting the best material on the puppet, and he has not used too many killers.

Puppets continue to be bounced off, but the material on the puppet's body seems to have some kind of self-healing properties, and the wound is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Huangliang True Monarch's divine sense was extremely powerful, and the qi was almost all over the hall.

As soon as Zhou Yang's figure appeared, he immediately sensed it.

Sensing the danger coming, Zhou Yang hurriedly flashed back to the garbage station again.

The trick that followed failed and hit the high platform instead, causing Yan Baichuan and Long Jiufeng to flee in a hurry, and they couldn't even take care of their image.

Obediently, this is the full force of an old monster who is two realms higher than himself, and he is not afraid of it.

But Yan Baichuan was dissatisfied in his heart, obviously underestimating Zhou Yang's difficulty. Now the top priority is to use the power of Huangliang Zhenjun to fight against Bixia Sacred Palace, why is it inexplicably entangled?

Seeing that the scope of the fight was constantly expanding, and there was even a tendency to affect themselves, the other immortal cultivators panicked.

They were forcibly detained here, and they were forced to put forward any opinions because of the majesty of Huangliang Zhenjun. But now the situation is gradually chaotic, and there is still = psychological pressure brought by Bixia Holy Palace outside, and suddenly the mentality collapses, and they all huddle and want to escape from here.

Outside, there are just a group of body cultivators raised by Yan Baichuan, and there are some strengths, but where can they stop so many immortal cultivators with cultivation.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

Before Zhou Yang disappeared, he spotted the location of Huangliang Zhenjun and immediately ventured to reappear by Huangliang Zhenjun's side.

There was no need to touch his body at all, and Zhou Yang's mind locked on the other party in an instant.

Huangliang Zhenjun didn't expect him to appear so quickly, and just wanted to make a move, but suddenly the silver light flashed on Zhou's body, and he was about to be dragged away by Zhou Yang.

What's even more bizarre is that the aura in his body instantly froze, and the magic technique that had just been pinched half of it also collapsed.

In the final analysis, Huangliang Zhenjun is only an immortal cultivator in the human world, using aura, and it is still impossible to fight against the laws of heaven and earth.

This kind of strange situation has never appeared, and Huangliang Zhenjun was shocked in his heart, thinking that this kid is really evil.

In a flash, Huang Liang Zhenjun was already dragged into the garbage station with half of his body.

At a critical juncture, Huangliang Zhenjun resolutely gave up a small part of the spiritual energy, interrupting the qi connected to Zhou Yang.

The silver light disappeared, and Huangliang Zhenjun was suspended in place intact, and looked around again. In the moment just now, Zhou Yang had already taken back all the puppets.

Now there is nothing left but the mess all over the ground.

Huang Liang Zhenjun's face was a little ugly. I shot it in person today, but I didn't even catch a little guy in the Condensation Realm. What made his heart palpitate the most was the mysterious space that he had just had a chance to glimpse.

The feeling that the aura was imprisoned all over his body, but he had nothing to do, made him remember it vividly.

This is beyond the scope of ordinary immortal cultivators fighting each other, but the sense of insignificance and powerlessness in front of the laws of heaven and earth.

Huangliang Zhenjun recalled carefully, and only remembered that he seemed to catch a glimpse just now, and this plaque was hung in the air in that space, with the three big words "garbage station" written on it.

"The garbage station, what kind of place is that? Immortal Realm? No, obviously in the legend, the immortal realm is full of majestic immortal yuan, how can it be so barren......

On the other side, as soon as Zhou Yang appeared in the garbage station, he sat down with a dejected face, planted his head a few times in front and back, left and right, and then spit out a few mouthfuls of sour water.

Huangliang Zhenjun's method was only half used, but the aftermath was not something that Zhou Yang's low realm could bear.

Tossed around by illusion, it only returned to normal after spitting.

"What a Huangliang Zhenjun!"

Zhou Yang lay on the ground very weakly, sighing secretly in his heart. In a short period of time, he had met two and a half people in quick succession who were able to cut off his contact with the garbage station.

There are two people, the fairy master and the kind-eyed old man, and Huangliang Zhenjun is half. The one I just fought was really dangerous.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, and just wanted to sigh, the residual energy of the illusion struck again. Zhou Yang only felt that his eyes were full of small birds flying around, and after a while, they turned into lush flowers and plants, accompanied by bursts of dizziness.

The golems that had barely managed to recover were scattered on the ground nearby.

He was uncomfortable here, and Jubao walked over one by one, still holding the croissant wood that Zhou Yang had just gotten not long ago, and there was a crystal clear essence flowing in it.

He looked down for a while, and then shook his head slightly: "The young man is still inexperienced, and he will suffer from illusion at a glance, it's just that I can't use this thing, so I'll help you." ”

In the hall, Huangliang Zhenjun lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then looked at the gate with his eyes.

There was a mess just now, and many casual cultivators who wanted to take the opportunity to run out retreated back one after another.

Of course, they didn't find it with their conscience, and they wanted to share the hardships with Huangliang Zhenjun, to be precise, they "had to" retreat.

A figure staggered out into view.

Huangliang Zhenjun's eyes narrowed: "Bixia Holy Palace!"