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The few battle ships above the Imperial Spirit Sect, as well as the light of the formation and spell casting, reflected the entire earth as bright as day.

The general-level puppet was already densely crawled with countless insects, but Yun Hong, who controlled the puppet, scoffed at this, although there were many insects, but the attack was slightly weaker, and the sea of meat could not break through the puppet's iron-solid defense, and he couldn't even leave a trace of it.

The general-level puppets are like shaking lice, trying to shake those meat worms off their bodies, but the mouths of those meat worms are like suckers, firmly nailed to the puppets, even if some of them are shaken off, there will be a large number of jumps, and they will be added again, which Yun Hong did not expect, it is a little difficult, but it is nothing more than that.

"Insect carving skills. Yun Hong snorted disdainfully, since she couldn't get rid of those meat worms, she simply didn't care about it, and directly controlled the puppet to kill the old woman Mo, in the face of absolute power, the disgusting old woman was afraid that she would not be able to withstand a punch and would be bombarded.

"Hmph, little slut, little slut, the old woman never does something that she is not sure of, and I will let you increase your knowledge today. ”

Old woman Mo suddenly shouted: "Explode for me." ”

As soon as Mrs. Mo's words fell, the meat insects that were attached to the general-level puppets exploded one after another, and they were not afraid of death.

Layers of milky white mucus stuck the puppet impermeable, flowing down like a gushing spring, and the liquid in the puppet's head was just a little thinner, and countless flesh worms would replenish it.

Those insects are all rotten worms, maybe the attack ability is not strong enough, but the corrosive ability is rare in the world, and it can rot the spiritual power of the monk, not to mention just a puppet.

In this way, under Yun Hong's incredulous gaze, the general-level puppet actually dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and by the time it rushed in front of Mrs. Mo by inertia, it had already turned into a small hill that was only half as tall as it used to be.

"What the hell is that?" Yun Hong, a corrupt worm, had heard of it, and because it was too disgusting, she naturally didn't pay too much attention to it, and this kind of rotten worm in front of her was rare, and it was only by someone like Mrs. Mo who dealt with poison that she had tried the law to deeply appreciate the power of this thing.

Qingyin was also shocked when he saw the general-level puppet being dissolved, but after seeing the power of this thing, they had a defense, but they were not afraid, at first they were not clear about the characteristics of this thing, so they let Mrs. Mo take advantage of the loophole and sacrifice the general-level puppet in vain, and at this moment, with defense, it is difficult for those meat insects to get close.

However, the general-level puppet was destroyed, although the strength of the Hehuan Sect was still irreversibly superior, it still suffered a certain blow.

For the Imperial Spirit Sect, this is a shot in the arm in the face of danger and an encouragement at a critical moment.

Especially seeing Xia Feng's return and finding such a strong support, the people of the Imperial Spirit Sect added a lot of confidence, and also understood Hongguzi's good intentions to drive Xia Feng away.

Xia Feng's prestige in the minds of all the disciples was unmatched for a while, if it weren't for the fact that the situation was not suitable at this time, they would definitely cheer.

Hongguzi also felt that there was light on his face, Xia Feng was really good, a flying crane divine needle, it seemed to kill Xie Ding, but in fact it was to save, a good move would be calculated, not only that, but to be able to make the Yu family make a move, it was already thankful, Xia Feng actually found a strong foreign aid, and in the blink of an eye, the biggest threat at the moment was erased.

Even if it is a moment of crisis for the sect, Hongguzi is still extremely proud in his heart, he is proud of Xia Feng, he is proud of Xia Feng, and the Imperial Spirit Sect has also produced a truly amazing character, at least much stronger than him.

"Thank you Daoyou for your help, this sect is grateful. "Although he is still in the middle of fighting, as the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect, Hongguzi still has to say a word of thanks.

"Brother Dao is polite, old body...... Huh?" Just when Mrs. Mo responded politely, she found a trace of abnormality.

I saw that in the place where the general-level puppet died, a wisp of green smoke came out and drifted in all directions, and then, on top of the pile of meat and mud, a phantom figure appeared, a huge but illusory figure of an old man.

It was an old man with gray and unkempt hair, a gray cloth robe, and a gray beard that was disheveled.

As soon as the old man first appeared, there was a trace of sluggishness and confusion in his illusory eyes, and when he came to his senses, he looked around and saw the scenes of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and saw the disciples who were fighting bloodily.

The old man looked sad, but as an illusory figure, there were no tears.

He is Uncle Wang.

The ancestor of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

The uncle of Hongguzi and others.

Everyone in the Imperial Spirit Sect was stunned when they saw Uncle Wang's figure.

What that figure meant, how could they not know? Their senior uncle, the senior uncle of Hongguzi and the others, had already been killed.

The soul was sealed in the puppet and became the spirit of the puppet, until the puppet was killed and destroyed, the soul was able to escape, and the few wisps of green energy that had dissipated before were the soul of Uncle Wang.

Originally, the soul sealed in the puppet would not have a sense of life, and could only be ordered by others, but Uncle Wang's obsession was too deep, his obsession with the Imperial Spirit Sect, and his obsession with those little guys, that was his longing for his homeland, and his unease about Hongguzi and others.

That figure is the embodiment of his obsession, not the soul, and he attached that obsession to the soul with his last cultivation, so that he could return.

"Uncle Shi......"

"Uncle Ancestor ......"

There was a moment of sorrow in the Imperial Spirit Sect.

They never thought that the old man would return in this way.

Uncle Wang looked at everyone, his eyes were full of doting and reluctance, as if he wanted to engrave everything in the Imperial Spirit Sect into his eyes.

And when he saw the people of the Hehuan Sect, he was angry and resentful, and wanted to kill these demons, but he couldn't do anything about it.

In the end, his gaze fell on Hongguzi's body.

"Guzi, take care of your younger brothers and sisters. ”

Hongguzi nodded heavily, "um", and couldn't cry anymore.

"Don't think about avenging me, and don't think about going to Mingdu, over there, we can't afford to mess with ...... Huh?" Uncle Wang saw that Hongguzi refused to nod and reproached, as if Hongguzi did not agree, he would die blindly.

Hongguzi was willing to nod, Uncle Wang saw this, sighed lightly, his eyes were full of deep worry, and reluctance, but his figure has been thin to the extreme, worrying about it all his life, in the end, he is more worried, he took one last look at the Imperial Spirit Sect, gave all the blessings to the children in his eyes, and drifted away with the wind......

How many disciples have secretly been taken care of by Uncle Wang, and there are countless of them.

How many disciples were moved by Uncle Wang's life's dedication and couldn't read it clearly.

From the first day of initiation, I was told that there was an old man who liked to listen to flattery, and there was an old man who liked to give benefits to his disciples and secretly funded and cultivated......

The disciples all knew that behind them, there was always a pair of old man's eyes, silently guarding ......

That was the ancestor of the Imperial Spirit Sect, the person who cultivated to the highest level, and the most respected person, but now, he returned in this way, with a wisp of reluctance to return to his disciples......

The old man, on the other hand, died in a foreign land, and he didn't even know where his bones were!!

"The mongrel of the Hehuan Sect, Lao Tzu cao your grandmother ......" A disciple who had been ordered by Uncle Wang ran away, he was born at the end of the year, his qualifications were mediocre, but his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and all this was a secret between him and that uncle, he had a deep hatred of blood, if it weren't for the secret help of Uncle Wang, he might have no hope of revenge for the rest of his life, and now, the revenge has been avenged, and the old man who made him respect and has been thinking about repaying is no longer there.

"Refining Weapon Sect, I, Li Yu, swear that one day I will step on your beast den. The other disciple snarled and swore an oath.

......

This kind of situation is wave after wave in the Imperial Spirit Sect, either because the favor received cannot be repaid, or because of the respect for Uncle Wang, or because Uncle Wang is their ancestor, and the blood is boiling.

Hongguzi and the other immortal masters were already sobbed and speechless, they never thought that their uncle would end up with such a tragic end, although Uncle Wang did not say who the enemy was, but they would investigate and find out all the people related to this matter, and the Refining Weapon Sect must be the first object of their revenge.

Hongguzi and the others have gone crazy, fighting bloodily, if they are born, they will take revenge, and they will snow the shame of the ancestor being killed!