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While a few people were talking, the direction of the wind around them was quietly changing, and suddenly a cold breath spewed on the neck of the long-faced sacrifice.

The long-faced priest looked confused, and touched the back of his neck, before he could react.

"Back!"

The old priest's eyes were quick, and he suddenly pulled the shoulders of the long-faced priest under the heavy drink.

"Wow!"

Like a chill in the dark night, a rusty hook of the Western Regions long knife split the air and went down, slashing straight at the hard back shell of the Dan snake, and the dazzling firelight flickered.

Several people quickly dispersed, with different expressions of horror.

Cold sweat was dripping from the back of the long-faced priest, and he looked at the place where he was standing just now, if it weren't for the old priest pulling him away, this knife would have cut off his head without question.

Looking up again, his eyes focused on the figure holding the long knife of the Western Regions, and the five of them trembled even more, and they were stunned on the spot.

After seeing the face in front of him, the old priest's beard trembled, and his mouth opened, as if he wanted to say a certain name, but he was like a fish in his throat, frightened and silent.

Dragging the hilt of the knife, the rusty blade slashed through the back shell of the Dan snake, and the person wearing a strange pattern armor slowly looked back, like a face poured with molten iron facing the five people, and the pure black pupils did not have a trace of impurities, nor a trace of emotional fluctuations.

The sound of rapid breathing staggered, bringing up a curling white mist in the dark night.

“——！”

"This is?!"

"The god puppet in the ancient palace of the clan?" a priest trembled and pointed to the "man" with the sword, and muttered uncertainly.

This group of Yu people who have been waiting in the ancient palace for generations are very familiar with the appearance in front of them, but what they can't imagine is that the direction pointed by the sword of the god soldier is actually themselves. 【】

The old priest turned his head and stared at the young man below, his eyes cracking.

Just as the stunned few people focused all their attention on the god puppet that appeared out of thin air in front of them, they suddenly heard a crisp popping sound, and a sacrificial priest with a rope on his head lowered his head with difficulty, stared at the tip of the knife emerging from his chest, and then fell.

"Big head!" Several people exclaimed in surprise as they looked at their old friend who died under the knife, but then, a biting chill covered their bodies.

Another puppet!!

The rusty but cold blade was still glowing with the heat of blood, and this soldier puppet still maintained a knife-holding posture of raising his arm with his wrong hand, which made the few Soul Priests of the God Realm in front of him shudder.

"Escape ......" For the first time in his life, the old priest felt the fear from the bottom of his heart, and squeezed the last word out of his teeth with difficulty.

Several priests no longer hesitated, they didn't even dare to look at the young man hidden in the night below, and immediately took out the magic seal, summoned their spirit demons, and began to flee.

The old priest's lips and teeth opened and closed, and he kept muttering runes one by one, and the rosary rope that trembled wildly around his waist actually stretched longer and longer, and finally turned into a thousand long feet of a giant sand fish insect, and with the huge swing of the long feet, it swept wildly into the distance.

The body of the Dan snake also began to shake violently, trying to shake off the two god puppets on its body, but the two puppets on its back were like the soles of its feet taking root. 【】

In the night sky, a priest was riding a spirit demon to tear through the black clouds, his soul power was running at full strength, and the soul lines on his eyebrows were flickering wildly. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to escape!

They have already recognized the god puppet, and they don't plan to resist at all, only to flee is the only way!

Unexpectedly, in the dark clouds higher up, a burly figure jumped out without warning, holding a seven-toothed bronze double knife, and the cold light staggered away, that is, a head with blood was cut off.

The old priest who fled in different directions took this scene into his eyes, his eyes were full of horror, he clenched his fists, and kept repeating in his heart: "Why...... Puppet ...... Why is it a god puppet?"

The puppets in the ancient palace are just stone statues carved according to the murals on the altar, but in front of them, there are a few living Yamas!

It is recorded in ancient books that the status of the god puppet is second only to the thirty-two spirit gods under the command of Yu God, and it is the blood contract spirit demon of Yu God. Some clansmen speculate that the soldier puppet, like the rest of the blood contract spirit demons of the Yu gods, hides in the sea of burial gods and guards the descendants of the Yu people.

But now it seems that ......

While desperately urging the soul power to escape, the old priest Zhang Qi put aside his distracting thoughts and began to think in his heart: "The four great god puppets, Zigong, Chou Min, and Gou Shi, have appeared in three, only one soldier puppet has not appeared, and there are still three of us left, as long as I don't come to chase me, I still have a chance to survive!"

"The old man is the thirtieth generation chief priest of the Yu clan, I can't die yet!!"

The cultivation of the fourth layer of the Divine Realm burst out without reservation, tearing out a long vacuum in the air, and the moonlight obscured by the heavy black clouds also penetrated and reflected on this desert.

Even though he had flown over a distance of more than ten miles, and his speed had not slowed down, the uneasiness in his heart had not only disappeared, but had become more and more intense.

Zhang Qi felt that there was a murderous aura firmly locking on him, and there was no way to escape, but he still couldn't escape the scope of the murderous aura.

The wind and sand blew his beard, and he suddenly stopped, his sweaty palms loosened, and the stone-eyed staff fell into the air, smashing into the dunes.

The old priest narrowed his eyes, finally making sure that the dark shadow he saw in the distance was not his hallucination.

Thousands of feet away, the black shadow stood on the high hill of the desert, raised his arms, took arrows and bows, and the movements were smooth and smooth. With a roar like the roar of a falcon, the bow like a full moon suddenly trembled.

In Zhang Qi's desperate gaze, a red and yellow arrow engraved with obscure runes slammed into Zhang Qi's eyebrows!

Priest, die!!

——

The only two remaining sacrifices could not escape, and when facing the approaching god puppet, the two looked at each other, and both saw the other party's resolute intentions.

Gritting his teeth and offering the magic seal, the three spirit demons were summoned and rushed towards the puppet.

I saw one of the sand giants rushing away, and the sound of shaking the ground and roaring was mixed, that is, he raised his leg more than ten feet and crushed down towards the puppet.

The long jaws of the flaming eagle opened wide, and the endless flames scorched the air and poured down like a waterfall.

The plough burrowed into the ground, and with a roar, countless spikes burst through the earth.

The deafening sound was billowing endlessly, mixed with smoke and dust rolled up like a tidal wave, and a vigorous symphony was played in the dark night.

"Fluffy !!"

The waves of air exploded wave after wave, countless gravel flew away from the smoke and dust, and there were a few pieces of flesh and bones dripping with blood, and the pungent fishy smell suddenly spread.

A black shadow strode out of the separated smoke and dust, and the speed became faster and faster.

The yellow-red armor reflected the firelight, and the word "Goushi" engraved on the long knife of this god-serving puppet had long been unclear under the erosion of the years, but it exuded an endless aura of forest.

One of the priests was caught, and before he could make any resistance, half of his body was cut off.

Blood spurted thinly, spilling over the other man's pale face.

The long-faced priest stepped back step by step, and in his sight, the figure holding the long knife had turned into a bottomless black hole, as if it could devour all the consciousness and soul of a person.

The long-faced priest slowly turned his head, crawled to the young man sitting cross-legged, knelt on the Gobi, and stared at the expressionless latter with miserable eyes.

His blood-covered lips trembled, and he said, "Could it be ...... You...... You really are ......."

In a trance, he seemed to see the young man open his indifferent eyes, but in an instant, a cold light came, slashing his head high, and blood was splashed.

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