What is surprising is that at this time, not to mention the fisherman old man, even the Elder Martyr, he could not feel the fluctuations of the aura of these two puppets. But the two had a gut feeling that the two puppets were extremely dangerous.

As soon as Fang appeared, the two puppets stared at the people in the secret room with cold eyes, and there was no emotional fluctuation in their eyes.

This sudden scene made Elder Yan stunned for a while, and he also did not move.

The old man on the side rolled his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at Dongfang Mo at this time, the bones all over his body were shattered, and he was lying in the corner under the wall like a dead dog, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Step on ...... Trample...... Step ......"

Just when the two elders were in shock, they raised their eyebrows at this moment. Both of them heard a clear sound of footsteps, coming from far and near through the passage. The two subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction of the passage.

I saw a tall figure, from the front from blur to clear, gradually revealed, and finally stood in the middle of the two puppets.

"It's him!"

The moment he saw this person, Elder Martyr's pupils shrank.

It was a monk with tiny scales, a huge forehead, bulging eyes, and a huge mouth that was split to the sides of his cheeks. This person is none other than the Suo Yu Clan who soaked in the Spirit Washing Pool.

Seeing this person appear, the thought in Elder Yan's heart turned. Now it seems that the Quartet of people holding the four spatial keys have all arrived. And the monk of the Suo Fish Clan in front of him was the last to rush here.

After appearing, the raised eyes of the monk of the Suo Yu clan glanced around. His gaze swept over the three elders and then at the figures of the three women who were still in the secret room behind them. At this time, it was obvious that from this person's gaze, there was a touch of ridicule and murder.

What's interesting is that at this moment, Nangong Yurou, who was about to step out of the Dan room in one step, did not fall for a long time, as if she was observing the current situation.

From Dongfang Mo being blasted back, to this time, the monk of the Suo Yu clan appeared, and it was only about ten breaths before and after.

After a brief silence fell in the secret room, Elder Yan took the lead in making a move, and this person suddenly turned his gaze to Dongfang Mo at the foot of the wall, only to see his arm raised, and only three hands were left pointing at Dongfang Mo and grabbing it afar.

Suddenly, a pale green smoke erupted from the palm of this person's palm and covered Dongfang Mo's body. As the Elder took a shot in the air, the pale green smoke enveloped Dongfang Mo and swept back.

But at this moment, I heard the sound of two breaking winds.

"Huh...... Who......"

The two puppets standing beside the monk of the Fishfish Clan suddenly moved, and they swept towards the Elder Dead and the Fisherman respectively.

Before Elder Yan could detain Dongfang Mo, a huge fist slammed straight into his face.

"Humph!"

But listening to his cold snort, as soon as Dongfang Mo's arm was loosened, the pale green smoke collapsed for a while, and Dongfang Mo fell to the ground again, making a heavy sound.

Facing the fist that slammed into his face, Elder Yan flicked his sleeves.

"Whew!"

A strong wind swept up his sleeve and blew on the puppet. Then I heard a "ding" crunch sound. It turned out that in the midst of this strong wind, there was also a wind blade with a handle that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye, and it was densely slashed on the body of this puppet.

But under the blowing of the strong wind and the chopping of the wind blade, the puppet only shook, and the surface of the body ejected sparks one after another, and there was no major problem. And at this time, the puppet's huge fist was only less than a foot away from the Elder Dead.

In the flash of light, Elder Yan suddenly opened his mouth, and with a "boom", a marble-sized green rune burst out of his mouth, and the latter shot first into the puppet's fist.

"Boom!"

The moment the two touched, the green rune suddenly exploded, emitting a deafening loud sound that echoed throughout the secret room.

Under this blow, I saw the puppet's footsteps slammed and was finally stopped.

On the other hand, the Elder Mourning staggered back, and did not stand firm until he had taken seven or eight steps back. The man looked up and looked at the puppet with great fear.

Looking at the old fisherman on the side, he was also facing another puppet with a punch without fancy. At this moment, he waved his hand and sacrificed a round scale, which rose sharply and blocked in front of him.

"Poof!"

The next breath is heard with a soft sound.

Under the puppet's blow, the scales of this person's sacrifice were instantly pierced, and then the puppet's fist continued to blast towards the fisherman's old man's face. Then there was a "bang" sound, and I saw that the head of the old fisherman exploded directly under the puppet's punch.

But then, the headless corpse of the old fisherman swelled brightly, turned into a broken yellow talisman, and sprinkled it lightly.

Three feet away, a figure staggered out, his face pale. If you look closely, this person is the old fisherman.

Under the blow of the puppet just now, he actually lost an extremely precious Dunjia talisman that could be shelled by the golden cicada, if it weren't for that, he would have died at this time. As soon as he thought of this, this person's heart was full of horror and fear, and he looked at the puppet that still kept his punch out, and the scale magic weapon that still hung from his arm, and he was also full of fear. The strength of this puppet is comparable to the one sacrificed by Elder Fusang before.

The two elders raised their heads in anger and looked at the monk of the Fish Clan in unison. I saw that Elder Yan's face was pale, and he said, "What do you mean by this, Daoist!" ”

Hearing his words, the monk of the Suyu clan sneered, "What do you mean, naturally it means to kill you." ”

"What a big breath!" The old fisherman took a step in the direction of the elder as he spoke, and the man turned his hand and put away the ball of light in his hand. In the light cluster was a jade bottle, which was the treasure he had taken from the Dan Chamber before.

Elder Yan was skinny, with cheeks like dried corpses, and looked at the monk of the Suo Yu clan very calmly, but this person finally suppressed his anger and said: "The Suo Yu clan and my Yin Luo clan want to come to the well water and not interfere with the river water, this time the door of the space is opened, you and I don't need to have any conflict, why should Daoist friends be so aggressive." ”

Only this time, the monk of the Suyu clan didn't even answer the meaning of the elder.

"Huh...... Who......"

Then the two puppets moved again, and pounced on him and the old fisherman, respectively.

"Look for death!"

The clay figure still had three points of fire, and the old man and the old fisherman were furious, only to see the two of them greet them with a flower.

Elder Yan opened his mouth and took out a black oil-paper umbrella, which floated three feet above his head in the air, and then opened it with a "hula" and slowly rotated.

As his fingers pinched the words in his mouth, the speed of the oil-paper umbrella suddenly accelerated.

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

Finger-thick black beams of light burst out of the spinning oil-paper umbrella like arrows towards the onrushing puppets.

In the face of these black beams, the dark golden puppet vibrated with its arms crossed, but when it heard the sound of the breaking wind, a dazzling dense fist shadow slammed into the black beam.

For a moment, there was a banging bang. Under the attack of the puppet, each black beam burst open.

And in the process, the puppet moved on its legs, and unstoppably approached the Dead Elder.

Seeing this scene, Elder Yan was shocked, and the mana in his body was rolling and agitating. For a while, the number of black beams that erupted from the oil-paper umbrella doubled.

At this point, the fierce attack of this dark golden puppet was finally barely blocked by him.

As for the old fisherman on the other side, this person's strength was slightly inferior to that of Elder Death, but at this moment, he shot out ten silver threads from his ten fingers, wrapping the puppet in front of him in a circle, making the puppet like a puppet, and he held it in his hand.

It's just that every silver thread is stretched straight, and the old fisherman who holds the silver thread with ten fingers is trembling wildly, obviously under tremendous pressure. It was extremely difficult for him to imprison such a puppet of the Great Perfection of the One Realm.

Seeing this scene, the Suo Yu Clan monk's eyes showed a look of displeasure, he didn't want to waste too much time on Elder Yan and the others. The sooner he kills it, he might as well empty the treasures here, and by the way, he has to find out if there is any Dao system left by the Yinzun. The palace of a half-ancestor realm Great Perfection monk, if he wants to say that there is nothing good, no one will believe it.

"Bang!"

Just as he thought about it, Dongfang Mo, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog before, suddenly ejected his body, and then turned into an afterimage, sweeping towards the passage behind.

Before, he was naturally cheating to death, just to find a good opportunity to escape.

Now both puppets were entangled, leaving only one Fish monk in the way. And he also has a puppet in the late stage of the One Realm in his hand, just if he wants to escape from this place, he is still very sure. He didn't want to stay here and wade into this troubled waters.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's figure was about to pass by the monk of the Suo Yu clan in the blink of an eye, as long as he could avoid this person, then no one would want to leave him behind.

But just as Dongfang Mo turned into an afterimage and was about to pass by his side, the monk of the Suo Fish Clan just turned around slightly and glanced at him.

"Buzz!"

Under the gaze of this person's gaze, an invisible strange force swung out, and in just this moment, the figure of Dongfang Ink Explosion was frozen in mid-air.

At this time, even his hair did not move, and the expression on his face also maintained a vivid posture, like a wood carving, giving people a sense of life.

Just one glance can make a Dao Breaking Realm Great Perfection cultivator imprisoned.

At this moment, the Elder Mortar and the Old Fisherman, who noticed this scene, were both shocked and exclaimed:

"Half-Ancestor Realm!"