The little beauty was a little embarrassed by what Wang Xiaoyun said, and said shyly: "There are so many people, what are you talking nonsense?"

Wang Xiaoyun laughed and saw that the little beauty was flushed, so he didn't laugh at her, since the unscrupulous monk was gone, he set his eyes on the troll surrounded by thunder and lightning, at this time the electric light had gradually disappeared, revealing a huge black figure half-kneeling on the ground, a scorching smell spread, Lei Wanxing saw this scene and smiled to Su Dingtian and the other three: " It doesn't matter if he's a monster or not, it's not the same as dying under my thunderbolt, but don't say that this ghost thing is really hard enough, and it hasn't turned into ashes after being bombarded by so many thunderbolts, it is worthy of being favored by Hua Qiantian's predecessors."

At this moment, the little beauty suddenly exclaimed and frightened Wang Xiaoyun, Wang Xiaoyun hurriedly asked: "What's wrong Xian'er, what's wrong" The little beauty said: "Xiaoyun, the troll is not dead, it is still alive" Wang Xiaoyun was startled: "No, this is all burned to charcoal, how can it not be dead," the little beauty hurriedly said: "Really Xiaoyun, I saw that its eyes opened, you see you open again" Hearing this, Wang Xiaoyun looked in the direction pointed by the little beauty, and saw that the troll's body that seemed to have become charcoal began to stand up slowly, with a creaking sound, and burnt skin continued to fall from its body, and after a while, a pile was piled up on the ground.

The four masters of the Guiyuan Realm, who were talking frequently, found that this troll did not die and flew away from the first place, and they were able to withstand such a lightning strike and survive, and now they can be regarded as appreciating the horror of the troll, and sure enough, there are no weak soldiers under the strong general, and the things left by the genius master really can't be handled by common sense. The troll stood up and drooped his left arm, there were still a lot of pitch-black wounds on his body, and the bones were visible, although it seemed that he was not killed by the thunder and lightning, he also paid a great price, the troll's eyes became blood-red, and he stared at Lei Wanxing to see the latter creepy for a while.

"It seems that this old man Lei is going to suffer, so he was so proud just now, as if he was invincible in the world, he deserved it," the little beauty said quietly.

I saw that the troll who stood up didn't care about it, and rushed towards Lei Wanxing, and at the same time raised his right hand to volley down viciously, as if swatting a fly, Lei Wanxing didn't expect this troll to be able to fight back under such a terrifying lightning strike, and for a while he was a little scrambling, the troll's angry blow was extraordinary, and the big fan-like hand was whirring, tearing the space for a while, Wang Xiaoyun couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on it, purely ** The power, from being awakened by the attack to the current angry shot, the troll has not used a little spiritual power, which makes Wang Xiaoyun believe a little more in the words of the unscrupulous monk, it seems that this troll is really a puppet, only simple thoughts and fighting instincts, and does not have spiritual power.

Although it is just a simple ** strength, but judging from the fact that the troll can resist the terrifying thunder and lightning, its physical strength has reached an incredible realm, Lei Wanxing also clearly understands this, and in a hurry, he picked up the purple electric hammer and smashed it towards the troll's right hand, and the hammer palm collided together in an instant, and the purple electric hammer, which was originally very huge and hideous, was like a toy in the palm of the troll, and was fanned upside down and flew back.

Lei Wanxing couldn't dodge, and the purple electric hammer that flew back upside down was printed on his chest, and suddenly a blood sword flew out in the air, Lei Wanxing was also in thin shape, and was knocked to the side by the huge power on the purple electric hammer, and the troll still chased after him with the pace of shaking the mountain, clenched his palms into a fist, and slammed forward, Lei Wanxing took a few punches and then burst into a tiger's mouth, covered with red bloodstains.

Lei Wanxing spat out a mouthful of blood foam, blew his beard and glared at Hu Jingtang and the other three Guiyuan Realm masters and shouted angrily: "Are you just standing on the sidelines and watching, damn it, Lao Tzu is about to be killed by this ghost thing, why don't you hurry over and help" Originally, the three of them were all standing from a distance and watching, and they didn't plan to interfere, but after all, the four major families were in the same breath, at least on the surface, Lei Wanxing shouted for help, and the other three were not good to stand aside and watch anymore, so they immediately picked up their weapons and joined the battle group.

This joining balance immediately tilted towards them, after all, the troll was first knocked out of his left arm by the aura gathered by ten thousand people, and then he was blasted by Lei Wanxing with five thunderbolts, and he was able to support the Dao now completely depends on its own no spiritual intelligence, only the instinct to fight, and it will not stop without consuming the last trace of physical strength, which is also the benefit of the puppet, tireless, unstoppable in pain, and will not give up the attack until he dies.

Of course, at this time, the masters of the four Guiyuan Realms did not know that this was a puppet, and even Wang Xiaoyun was told by the unscrupulous monk to know, but as the battle progressed, the masters of the four Guiyuan Realms also found abnormalities, their attacks, trolls never dodged, and every time they used their seemingly lose-lose style of play to fight with them, and there was no order between the shots. The master of the Returning Yuan Realm of the Holy City should be a master of assassination, holding a dagger with a cold light in his hand, he shoots from time to time in the blind spot of the troll's attack, and every time he can leave a wound on the troll's body, because he rarely shoots the number of times, he observes the troll's performance more carefully and is more confused.

I saw that after a short time after the battle began, he said to the remaining three people in confusion: "Why do I look at this giant like a puppet?" After he reminded him, the remaining three people suddenly realized, understood that this is a puppet, no wonder every time they use the way of fighting for their lives to deal with the attacks of several people, after figuring out that this troll is a puppet, the rest of the things are much simpler, the four masters of the Returning Yuan Realm stand in four positions, each of them is wielding a powerful spiritual power to hit the troll, so that it does not know who to attack, and then the three of them poured spiritual power into their respective weapons, and their divine consciousness moved, and the four weapons in different forms, but they were all cold and shining, and they were strangled towards the troll's chest and back。

Four divine weapons in the four Guiyuan realm masters under the full force of the inscription surrounding, indestructible, the troll raised his palm to obstruct, but just useless, the four weapons in the blink of an eye pierced the troll's huge body, leaving four bloody holes, the troll's eyes gradually completely occupied by the whites of the eye, the huge body slowly fell on the platform, just when the troll's life disappeared, a black light flew out from the top of its head, and swooped into the ground next to its corpse, Wang Xiaoyun fixed his eyes, only to see when a deep hole appeared, the hole has the size of the troll's feet, almost can accommodate more than 100 monks to jump down togetherFrom time to time, a trace of cold aura emerges from it.