I saw that in the midst of the ten thousand swords, a purple light and shadow like a fire dragon suddenly appeared, falling like a meteorite, and sparks were shining everywhere.

Bang bang bang!!

In an instant, a long black road mark like a road appeared, and the sharp blade of the sword was shattered.

At the end of the black road mark, there stood a bottle of purple tripod.

Di Ming's eyes shrank suddenly, and the next second he breathed a sigh of relief, it was Ziyan Shending.

His gaze fell to the red-clothed figure at the high cliff, and his handsome eyes, as deep as the vast starry sky, were full of tenderness.

At this time, Ye Qiantong just pulled the black moon back.

At that time, Heiyue and Nanfeng Jin were both blown out, and Ye Qiantong's eyes were quick, and he quickly threw Ziyan Shending out to catch Nanfeng Jin.

The Ziyan Divine Ding is an artifact, although it has not yet been opened, it is enough to face the ten thousand swords in this mausoleum.

And the black moon happened to fall under the high cliff, and Ye Qiantong had time to save him.

But Hei Yue was seriously injured, and since his position was on Situ Jing's side, the moment the battle array was unbalanced, the explosive power of the ghost sword puppet was like a crazy crit like five thunderbolts, directly shattering his internal organs.

"Puppet formation, eight directions." After Ye Qiantong said a few words quickly to Emperor Mingjue, his attention focused on Black Moon's injury.

Hearing this, Di Ming's handsome eyes lit up, and then a stunning light flashed again.

I was amazed that Ye Qiantong had also discovered the control point of the ghost sword puppet.

Dealing with two lord-level ghost sword puppets, if they fight for strength, their spiritual power will definitely be exhausted.

Emperor Ming knew that it would be difficult to inflict fatal damage on the Ghost Sword Puppet, and he had no intention of fighting hard from the beginning.

Rather, it is through the way of fighting to find the control point.

Every puppet must have something to control it.

He didn't expect that just by observing, Ye Qiantong would be able to find out the singularity in it.

The field of Xuanwu totem has been sealed in the dust for tens of thousands of years, and the rotten atmosphere under the entire mausoleum is very heavy.

The Ghost Sword Puppet relied not only on innate divine power, but also on this continuous replenishment of power.

And the puppet formation is in eight directions, alternating yin and yang, the sun and the moon are born together, and the meridian is one, which is precisely the birth gate and death point of the ghost sword puppet.

In an instant, Emperor Mingjue's figure attacked like thunder, taking advantage of the fact that the ghost sword puppet was going crazy, and once again attracted all the hatred points to himself.

The handsome and peerless face was full of cold and frosty murderous aura, and the natural powerhouse was overwhelming the peerless pride.

Soon, Emperor Mingjue started a new round of fierce battles with the ghost sword puppets.

A human at the peak of the ninth order, fighting against two lord-level puppets, logically speaking, even if he was not killed in seconds, he would have long been restless, panicked, and embarrassed.

But Emperor Ming's figure not only showed no signs of difficulty, but the whole person was elegant and dignified, calm and unhurried, and every move seemed to have been carefully calculated, which could not only arouse the anger of the ghost sword puppet, but also skillfully avoid it when the deadly danger was coming.

At this time, in Dingnei, Nanfeng Jin fell on all fours, but the bad guy was safe.

"Damn, I'm scared to death." Nanfeng Jin patted his chest with palpitations, and quickly jumped out of the ding, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, as soon as he looked up, he suddenly saw that in the distance, only Di Mingjue was fighting against the ghost sword puppet, and he was thrilling every step of the way.

Nanfeng Jin's breath was suffocated, and his body was about to burst out.

As a person who has followed the emperor since he was a child, he will never allow the emperor to do anything.

But just as he was about to rush over, he happened to receive Di Ming's stop look.

Nanfeng Jin's figure was awe-inspiring, and he instantly understood the meaning.

He gritted his teeth, and the whole person quickly swept towards the side of the high cliff.

Before Nanfeng Jin landed, he saw Heiyue lying on the ground spitting blood, the whole person was dying, his chest was cracked, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Ye Qiantong was in first aid, her hands flew like phantoms, and dozens of golden needles fell on Black Moon's body.

Nanfeng Jin was angry in an instant!