"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Xiao Jun fell on the mountain peak below, smashing out a huge sinkhole, the smoke and dust gradually spread, Qin Yinfeng was startled, and quickly rushed towards the sinkhole:

"Are you alright?"

The blood-colored figure suddenly flew out of the sinkhole, rushed into the nine skies, and walked towards the dark iron tower puppet, "Don't worry, you can't die, isn't it just an iron shell, what can you do to me?"

Before the words fell, his figure suddenly paused in front of the iron tower puppet, and the Blood Killing Divine Sword in his hand was covered with thick and desolate blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I didn't expect that the Celestial Clan still has such a thing", Xiao Junlu snorted and smiled, "I was thinking, how could you have it?"

The white-robed ancient worship smiled contemptuously, "I am the head of the Heavenly Clan's ancient offerings, why can't I have a holy puppet," he patted the shoulder of the iron tower puppet as he spoke, "It is forged from the heart of a fallen celebrity, and its strength is even stronger than that of an ordinary celebrity."

Several young people in the air looked slightly startled, and murmured:

"Holy Golem!"

Each holy puppet is a peerless powerhouse, even if it is the Yan clan that he returned to the south, which has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, there are only five holy puppets in the clan, and the holy puppet of the Yu clan is only one.

"Good stuff!"

Sin Qianqiu limped and shook, and said, "It is indeed a good thing to use it as an iron donkey for my apprentice", as he spoke, a mouthful of Kunlun blood poured into Hao's intestines, and he laughed.

"Hmph, you will see its power", the white-robed Gu Worship Yin Owl smiled, looking at the people around him with a cold look in his eyes, "You all have to die, Nightmare Demon Soldier, only my Heavenly Clan is qualified to have it."

As he spoke, the white-robed ancient offering handprint was flipped, the corners of his mouth were cruel, and his voice was hoarse and sad:

"Kill!"

With a bang, the holy puppet bounced into the void, and the breath of endless terror rose into the sky, like a boundless sea, instantly annihilating everyone, but in the blink of an eye, above the dome, a small dark dot rushed down.

Along the way, the space is destroyed and decayed, and the people in the void are like a bumpy boat at this time, in the raging sea, they will be wiped out anytime and anywhere.

The holy puppet approached, and the aura became more and more terrifying, like a nightmare!

Everyone in the air stiffened, not moving in the slightest, watching the holy puppet slash down, two iron fists, shaking the earth, it seemed that even the sky could smash it, the fist wind was dripping, just like a mighty wind, towards Xiao Jun's head.

"Aren't you a killing god, now I'll see how you escape, the power of fame, how can you contend with", looking at the iron fist that was only three feet away from Xiao Jun's killing, the smile on the face of the white-robed Gu Worship became brighter and brighter:

"I want to see the killing god of the second stage of the white flag, how to kill a so-called Lang Lang Qingtian?"

The iron fist fell, and Xiao Jun, who was imprisoned and unable to move, suddenly stared at him, and endless blood surged, and his bloody robe and hair flew in the air, and his body instantly burst out with infinite murderous energy.

The terrible murderous aura turned into scarlet blood in the air, strangling and confinement, Xiao Jun took a breath, and the Blood Killing Divine Knife was at the extreme, across the top of his head.

"Khooth!"

With a loud bang, the two iron fists were on top of the Blood Killing Divine Knife, and they shot out a hundred feet of sparks, Xiao Junlu couldn't withstand the extremely strong impact, his qi and blood rushed backwards, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body fell downward.

At the moment when Xiao Jun was strangled and imprisoned, the approaching sin Qianqiu suddenly opened his golden eyes like ancient Buddhas, and in an instant, he became extremely black, and his body was surrounded by infinite anger, burning the entire body into nothingness, and at the same time, the magic knife in his hand vibrated ...... At the moment when the holy golem's iron fist slashed towards the Blood Killing Divine Knife, the pitch-black magic knife slashed towards the back of the holy golem.

"Hiss......"

Defenseless, the back of the holy golem was torn open, but the edge of the demon knife of the sin was already broken.

After splitting Xiao Jun apart, the holy puppet suddenly turned around, staring at Sin Qianqiu with blank eyes, and the pitch-black iron arm shook, as fast as lightning, and he couldn't allow Sin Qianqiu to react at all.

I only heard Kuku's voice coming from Sin Qianqiu's body, the bones in his chest were completely deformed, and a mouthful of blood spilled into the sky.

Seeing that Sin Qianqiu and Xiao Jun were defeated one after another, the white-robed Gu Feng touched the goatee on his chin, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The two most powerful people here have been defeated one after another, and the rest of them are really not to worry."

"Kill him for me!" The withered palm reached out in the air, pointing at Jun Qinghan, and his words were full of murderous intent.

The holy puppet's body shook, a pitch-black light appeared in his eyes, and infinite Dao Qi gushed out from his back, but in just three breaths, the wound cut by the Demon Knife of the Thousand Autumns of Sin had already healed.

"Stampede...... Stampede ...... Stampede ......"

The iron feet vibrated and rumbled towards Jun Qinghan, and with every step, the void vibrated and was filled with the sound of infinite thunder.

The faces of everyone in the air changed drastically, Qin Yinfeng's eyes were cold, his body was like the top of a mountain, and he slashed towards the holy puppet, and above the pitch-black spear edge, a shocking sharp light was revealed, towards the chest of the holy puppet.

The spear approached, but the pitch-black holy puppet stared at Jun Qinghan and didn't even glance at Qin Yinfeng, until the spear blade was less than an inch away from his heart, the pitch-black iron palm probed in the air, and instantly grabbed the body of the spear.

The holy puppet tilted his head slightly to look at Qin Yinfeng, a trace of contempt swept over his godless eyes, and the arm that grabbed the body of the gun shook and threw Qin Yinfeng out with the gun in an instant.

At the same time, the Battle Blood Nightmare held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and stabbed from the back of the Holy Golem......

After throwing the Son of Heaven out, the holy puppet turned around between the lightning and flint, and blasted out with a punch, heading towards Fang Tian's halberd.

"Ding!"

With an extremely crisp sound, it was like lightning tearing the heavens and the earth, the fist of the holy puppet collided with the halberd blade of Fang Tian's halberd, Qin Yinfeng only felt the pain of his arm numbness, and he almost couldn't hold it, and his body was shaken in the air.

On the other hand, the holy golem was as motionless as a mountain, only a dent appeared on its fist.

The pitch-black iron tower puppet scanned all directions, then turned around and stepped towards Jun Qinghan again. Above the void, the body of the feather longbow shook, and the golden war bow in his hand revealed a mottled aura.

Nine golden arrow feathers, placed on the bowstring, the arrows pointed upward, shooting the nine firmaments.

"Whew...... Shout...... Whew......"

As soon as Yu Zhange's dry fingers loosened, the tight bowstring shook, and nine arrow feathers ejected out, but the speed was different, and a straight line was formed in the air, connected from end to end, and the terrifying Jin Rui Qi swept through the sky.

The holy puppet raised his head slightly, and glanced at the small golden dots falling, and a trace of contempt was outlined on Tie Qing's face, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and went straight towards Jun Qinghan.

"Whew...... Khoosh!"

The golden arrow feather pierced through the void and landed directly on the top of the holy golem's head, emitting a huge sound of gold and iron. The terrifying impact rippled between the two, the arrows of the golden arrow feathers shattered, but on the other hand, there was only a dimple on the top of the holy golem's head.

"Keng...... Keng ...... Sonorous ......"

Nine arrows fell one after another, and although the holy puppet moved in the air, the second and third ...... The position where the arrow feather landed on the top of the holy golem's head actually coincided with the first one.

Nine arrows thundered down, and by the time the eighth was reached, the holy golem's hard face changed greatly.

The ninth!

With a bang, the head of the holy puppet finally broke a small hole, and the golden arrow feathers were inserted vertically on the top of the holy puppet's head, and the ninth arrow feather fell off the line, instantly splitting the arrow feathers on the top of the holy puppet's head from the very center and shooting into the head of the holy puppet.

"Whew!"

The holy golem went berserk, and the iron arm thumped its head, making a shuddering roar.

Feeling that the forward soul in the skull of the holy puppet was annihilated, he immediately sealed his palms and commanded the holy puppet to crush towards Jun Qinghan.

Seeing that the holy puppet was defeated, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, turned their heads to look at the feathered longbow in the air, as long as there was one more line of nine arrows and shot the holy puppet in the heart, then this iron puppet would be in no danger.

But when they looked at the feather longbow, everyone's faces changed slightly:

The body of the feather longbow was pale, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the realm that could compete with the ancient worship fell, and it completely returned to its original form.

Qin Yinfeng's face turned cold, and he instantly went towards the white-robed ancient worship to intercept and kill, and at the same time, the battle blood nightmare and the wild goose chased the clouds with a long roar, wanting to drag the holy puppet.

"Haha, it's too late!" the white-robed Gu Worship laughed wildly, his body retreating rapidly in the air, and at the same time looking at the holy golem proudly, his eyes became very gloomy.

With a "boom", when the Battle Blood Nightmare and the Wild Goose Chasing Cloud approached the holy puppet, the holy puppet roared angrily, and the steel body shook, and suddenly accelerated in the air, like lightning, directly shaking the two of them over.

The iron fist was cold, and he slammed it towards Jun Qinghan's head......