"Hum ......" At this moment, the Netherworld Blade in Feng Yi's eyebrows suddenly trembled, and his heart was immediately Ling, every time the Netherworld Blade trembled, it represented the arrival of danger.

Feng Yi protected Liv behind him and turned his head to look at the magic golem.

"What's wrong, Brother Reverend?" asked Liv softly.

Feng Yi shook his head and remained silent, not daring to let his guard down.

At this moment, a slight sound came into Feng Yi's ears, and he looked for prestige, and his eyes were fixed on a fierce and vicious magic puppet in the center of the hall, modeled after the god of death.

"Click" and "click" were two more sounds, and the Grim Reaper magic puppet obviously moved twice, and its eyes, chest, and back suddenly appeared with brilliant brilliance, connecting into a strange pattern.

"Ah...... Brother Priest, how did it come back to life?" Liv wondered.

"I don't know, but I'm afraid it's not very friendly. Feng Yi shrugged, feeling the eyes of the Grim Reaper magic golem staring at them strangely, hell, don't magic golems need to be driven by someone?

At this moment, the Reaper magic puppet took a slow step forward, but in the next second, it turned into a phantom and rushed towards Feng Yi and Liv like lightning, and the blood-red Reaper scythe in his hand brought a huge ray of blood towards both ends.

Feng Yi hugged the screaming Liv and ran towards it, but the Grim Reaper's magic puppet chased after it without stopping, and a few more blood rays slashed through, sealing all the retreats of the two.

"Holy Light Shield. Feng Yi let out a low sigh, and a white and glowing light mask appeared out of thin air, blocking the blood that was slicing and then dissipating again.

"Liv, hide over there. Feng Yi hurriedly said a word, and pushed Liv under a puppet with soft strength, leading the Grim Reaper magic puppet around the hall.

According to Feng Yi's estimate, the strength of this Death God magic puppet is equal to his own, so he will not be stupid enough to go head-to-head with it, as long as its energy is exhausted, it will naturally become a pile of scrap metal.

"Brother Priest......" At this moment, Liv suddenly called out in horror. Feng Yi looked back to find that Liv had been picked up by the neck by another magic golem, and she had passed out after screaming.

With a "bang", the Grim Reaper magic puppet attacked again.

Feng Yi's eyebrows were hot, and a deep black glow burst out, his black hair was flying, the two green lines on his forehead were shining, and the four pairs of pitch-black wings behind him were covered with a layer of holy aura, which looked very weird.

"Dragon Catcher!"

"Flower fingers!"

Feng Yi's first move was to block the attack of the Grim Reaper's magic puppet behind him, and the second move was to attack the magic puppet that grabbed Liv, and then shot out like lightning, catching the falling Liv and retreating.

"Little Shadow. Feng Yi's mind moved, and the small shadow instantly turned into a golden light and pierced into the stomach of the Death Magic Puppet, and after a while, the body of the Death Magic Puppet that was flying in the air suddenly froze, falling straight down, and the brilliance of the energy stone in his eyes dimmed, and another magic puppet that was not of a high level was smashed into pieces by Feng Yi's fist.

Xiaoying has not found any decent food for a long time, and the power stones in this Death Magic Puppet are all unheard of in this world, and the crystals containing huge energy are unceremoniously gnawed at the moment. In fact, the Grim Reaper magic puppet is engraved with a protective circle, but perhaps because of too much emphasis on attack, the protective circle is not strong enough, and it is suddenly entered by Xiaoying, and then wreaks havoc on the puppet circle on the chest, the puppet circle is the source of maintaining the action of the magic puppet, and when the circle is broken, it will naturally become a pile of scrap metal.

Feng Yi didn't understand why these magic golems, which had been dormant, would wake up and attack them without anyone activating them. But what is certain is that this is not the work of the old cultivators, and perhaps even he, the guardian, does not know that these magic golems will activate on their own.

"Click", another sound came, Feng Yi's eyes were half-narrowed, staring at the prostrate dragon in the distance, he was sure that the sound was coming from its body.

Feng Yi's mind moved, and he instructed Xiaoying to come out of the Death Magic Puppet and rush towards the Dragon Magic Puppet, and to completely activate the Gourd Drawing Scoop at the end of the year, destroying the puppet circle in it.

It's just that the little shadow just got into the dragon's mouth, and it bounced back at a faster speed than when it came, only to see a flash of golden light, and the little shadow smashed to the ground with a thud, and there was a painful thought.

"Young Master, you must have touched some mechanism to activate these magic golems, as long as you find them, you should be able to silence them. The first seven illusions said next to Feng Yi now.

Of course Feng Yi knew, otherwise these magic puppets wouldn't have started attacking him for no reason, but he couldn't think of what was wrong. Thinking all the way through the passage, he seemed to touch the leg of the iron giant, and the lizard-shaped puppet that placed the old letterhead.

"Qiqi, Wuya, go and see if there is anything wrong with these two magic puppets. Feng Yi said.

Qiqi and Blood Wuya took the order and left, and at this time, the huge eyes of the dragon magic puppet had burst into a burst of colorful light, and the huge dragon head was raised, looking straight at Feng Yi as if it was equipped with radar.

Feng Yi's heart furious, he took a step back, and slowly moved to the left, afraid that the dragon magic puppet would not be able to take care of the unconscious Liv when it attacked. And the dragon's big eyes moved with Feng Yi's movements, and it seemed that they were eyeing Feng Yi.

The mouth of the dragon magic puppet let out a low roar, as if it were real, if it were not for the metal dragon scales and various parts, it was hard to believe that this was just a magic puppet, and from its body, it did feel the huge dragon power.

"Roar ......" The dragon magic puppet roared violently, and the sound spread, and the space actually rippled in circles.

Feng Yi only felt a burst of vast power attacking, his body was pushed back again and again by this sound, and his forehead couldn't help but burst into a fine cold sweat, what kind of power is this? If this dragon magic puppet attacks, is it possible for him to dodge? The magic puppet can reach such an extent!

At this moment, the dragon magic golem's eyes flashed, and two beams of light shot straight at him.

Feng Yi scurried like lightning, his body flashed in the air, and his fist smashed into the dragon's head with a circle of thick ink magic.

With a spark, Feng Yi retreated, and his eight wings spread out and floated in mid-air, finding that there was no trace of the dragon's head he attacked, but his hand was shocked to the point of pain.

The dragon magic golem seemed to be enraged, and it roared, its mouth wide open, and a dazzling fire appeared.

Feng Yi only felt that his breath was stagnant, as if he was in a raging purgatory, completely surrounded by firelight. The blazing flames easily burned away his protective magic, and he had no power to resist, if it weren't for the breath of the earth's soul fire on his body, I am afraid that he would have become charred in an instant.

There was a "hum", and at this moment, the Concentration Bead in the eyebrows was great, and the Netherworld Evil Blade turned into a wisp of black light and rushed out, appearing in Feng Yi's hand in the blink of an eye.

"Devouring the heavens and destroying the earth, the shadow slashes. Without hesitation, Feng Yi used this trick to exterminate the heavens and the earth.

Layers of huge black blade shadows shot outward, and the evil energy contained seemed to engulf the heavens and the earth, and the flames surrounding Feng Yi began to retreat and extinguish.

"Drink!" Feng Yi roared, holding the Nether Blade in both hands, and a pair of eyes strangely turned black, mixed with the power of heaven and earth, and slashed down towards the dragon magic puppet.

The dragon magic puppet dragon head rose to the top, and a strange fiery red rune appeared in the air, heading towards the Nether Blade.

Black and red collided together in an instant, and dissipated in unison. In the next second, a fiery red arrow that was brighter than the sun flew out of the mouth of the dragon magic puppet and struck Feng Yi's chest.

Feng Yi's black eyes stared at the arrow, as if two flames were burning in his eyes, he was no longer able to dodge, and the Shadow Slash that devoured the sky and the earth had exhausted all his magic power.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, Feng Yi could clearly perceive the trajectory of the flame arrow, it was approaching with the breath of death, getting closer and closer to his heart, the clothes on his body were burned to ashes in an instant, and the cold Yin Demon Silk Armor could not stop the heat, his heart began to burn, he knew that in the next second, this flame arrow would shoot into his heart, turning him and the clothes on his body into ashes.

But just as the flame arrow was about to shoot through his heart, a burst of colorful light appeared from his upwards, and the flame arrow suddenly froze, but soon struck again, and in front of the soul fire of the center of the earth of the King of Ten Thousand Fires, the flame arrow still attacked.

The flame arrow was instantly stained with the Yin Evil Silk Armor on Feng Yi's body, but at this moment, the flame arrow instantly disintegrated, and the surrounding flames disappeared, as if it was just an illusion in his mind just now.

Feng Yi lay on the ground gasping for breath, he knew it was not an illusion, because the Yin Demon Silk Armor in his heart had a fist-sized melt mark, and there was still a fiery breath on it.

"Young Master...... Ah......h

Feng Yi only noticed the coolness under his crotch at this time, his old face turned red, he took out a shirt from the space to cover it, coughed dryly and said, "Qiqi, don't turn your head yet." ”

Chu Qiqi came back to his senses, and said with a hint of shyness and curiosity: "Young master, why do you have such a big stick under you, but Qiqi doesn't." ”

"Uh...... I'll explain this to you later. Feng Yi was helpless, but the blood Wuyan who was about to come over in the distance turned his head and smiled.

(To be continued)