Although the combat power is not as strong as it was at its peak, it is not as weak as everyone predicted.

He was originally a master puppet maker, and he was also proficient in various magic arrays, as could be seen from the puppets they had seen before.

The most powerful puppet he had created with his life's work was full of mid-god level combat power, and his soul combat power was naturally much higher than that of Zhanzun Hesling.

But even so, at the beginning, he muttered in his heart, the peak professional of the Holy Rank plus the Holy Weapon is not so easy to kill, although he also has a Holy Weapon, but he is no longer flesh and blood, and he can't exert much power of the Holy Weapon.

What's more, there are so many professionals staring at him next to him, even if it is his mid-level cultivation, he doesn't dare to slack off, after all, this kind of thing is not uncommon among professionals to capsize in the gutter.

However, he didn't expect that this Saint-Rank Peak Professional's would be so weak, compared to the Saint-Rank Professionals of their era, it was simply a heaven and an underground.

This instantly relaxed his mood, he had been in his own cemetery all these years, and at the same time, his eyes flashed with murderous intent and he looked around at the people around him.

Over the years, he has been in his own cemetery, constantly contemplating the essence of life, although now he is no longer a physical body, and his cultivation can no longer be improved in the slightest, but it does not have a very impact on the comprehension of the law.

He even fantasized that one day, when he fully comprehended the essence of life, he could reshape his physical body, truly come back to life again, and break through to a higher realm!

It can be said that he built a burial chamber for himself. It is a secret place dedicated to his cultivation, so that he can cultivate with peace of mind and not be disturbed by outside information.

After all, the cemetery of god-level professionals is not so easy to break into, and I believe that 99% of professionals will retreat when they see the name of this god-level professional cemetery. But I didn't expect to meet such a team of people who don't know whether they are alive or dead today.

If you don't kill this group of people and establish a majesty, I don't know how many professionals will run to their graveyards to hunt for treasures in the future!

How can you cultivate like that? Thinking of this, the purple man's shadow suddenly disappeared, and suddenly the entire field was full of blood!

Yat, who was standing in front of the crystal, didn't see the slightest man's movements, and his face couldn't help but be full of horror.

Then the crystal's communication was interrupted, and it was clear that the dead man holding the sub-crystal had been killed. Without the offerings of the Dead Aura, the images would naturally not be able to be transmitted back normally.

Yate's face was ugly, he didn't expect that the tomb owner of a god-level cemetery would still preserve his life in such a strange way.

It's not just Art's face that's ugly. Starling's face on the side was even more ugly, the dead man folded inside was cultivated by his own hands, and with the help of Yate's ninth-order Heavenly Destiny Stone, he successfully broke through to become a ninth-order, and died inside. How can he not be heartbroken?

"I really didn't expect it. In just one day's effort, about half of the masters in the Land of Exile were folded inside, and almost all of their peak combat power was lost, which was a pity. Art shook his head with a sigh.

He originally imagined that when he returned to the Crescent Moon Kingdom, he could recruit these people to fight against hell together, which was a valuable combat power, but he didn't expect it to disappear like this.

While Art sighed to herself. Starling, who was on the side, heard this, but his eyes lit up unconsciously. The regret in my heart disappeared immediately.

This is a great opportunity, almost all the Saint Rank professionals in the Exiled Land have died in it, so won't his family be able to rise?

Starling's mind was beating loudly, and he was thinking quickly.

Judging from the current situation, his family not only has Yate, a peerless master at the sub-saint level, but also as many as dozens of ninth-order professionals, which is undoubtedly a hegemon-level existence among so many families!

With so many masters, it is presumable that many families will choose to cooperate, and at that time, the power of their own families will become more and more huge, and their status will not be higher and higher?

Thinking of this, Starling's eyes straightened a little, and he indulged in his own fantasy realm.

Seeing that after he finished speaking, Starling's eyes on the side were straight, and Art didn't know what he was thinking.

However, Art didn't mean to blame, as a ninth-order peak professional, being a servant for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy to himself was already aggrieved enough in his heart, and he should be allowed to fantasize about it.

However, Art clearly knows that Starling's fantasy is basically impossible to realize, although it is said that the masters in the Exiled Land have broken a lot, but many forces are still crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

Needless to say, just look at the Treasure Pavilion, the mysterious pavilion master of the Treasure Pavilion has not yet made a move, and Art believes that the strength of this mysterious pavilion master is definitely not worse than that of Zhanzun Hesling.

Not to mention that there are some forces he doesn't know about, and maybe there will be some other capable people.

Yate sighed faintly, after all, his family was still established for a short time, and it was impossible to quickly have a scale comparable to the powerful strength of those old brands.

If an outsider heard Yate's sigh at this time, he would definitely give him a fierce look, in less than a month, dozens of ninth-order subordinates had been formed, and there was also a servant at the peak of the ninth-order, which was enough to crush most of the super-level nobles, and he was not satisfied?

After sighing lightly, the spatial ring on Art's fingertips lit up suddenly, and immediately a pile of black stones appeared in front of Starling.

"Starling, you go and divide these stones equally among the trusted professionals in the clan, and in the short term, I will let the family have another 20 ninth-order professionals!"

Art pointed to the crystal in front of him and let out a soft snort at Starling.

Starling in front of him stared at the suddenly extra Heavenly Destiny Stones, and his whole body trembled violently, these Heavenly Destiny Stones not only had a ninth-order, but also a large part of them were seventh-order and eighth-order.

To be honest, now that there were no eighth-order professionals under his command that he could trust, Art's move would allow him to choose someone he could trust from among those with lower cultivation and support him to become a ninth-order professional.

"Good!" Starling nodded with joy on his face, and the space ring in his hand lit up slightly, and he received all the Heavenly Destiny Stones in front of him into the space ring.

Then Starling simply said goodbye to Art, and then he couldn't wait to push open the door of Art's room and head into the distance!

Now he already wants to help Art develop the family into the most powerful family in the Exiled Lands, so he can be said to be very careful about improving his strength. (To be continued.) )