"Wayne, don't have any scruples, kill him for me!" Seeing that Jun Mo actually resisted the attack, a touch of ruthlessness appeared on Tu Zhuo's face.

Hearing this, Wayne was stunned, and after a while, the fighting spirit in his whole body suddenly let go, and a powerful aura suddenly came out of his body.

"It's actually a Qi Creation Realm powerhouse, Wayne, you're breaking the rules. "The one who was the latest to get a seat.

"Hmph, it's none of your business, I'm going to decide this seat. Tu Zhuo snorted coldly, and immediately attacked Jun Mo.

"Soul Slayer empty-handed!" Tu Zhuo shouted, and his violent fighting spirit surged out, hitting Jun Mo directly.

"Great Phantom Thousand Palms!" Although it was the same fighting skill, Wayne's strength was much higher than that of Tu Zhuo under his full strength.

The two attacks formed a flanking attack and went towards Jun Mo, making him unavoidable, even if he resisted one of the attacks, he would be hit by the other.

Attacked by two masters at the same time, Jun Mo's face was also a little dignified, and the Creation Temple in his hand flew out and intercepted before Tu Zhuoshi's fighting skills.

"Boom!"

In the violent explosion, the huge Creation Temple trembled slightly in the air, and Tu Zhuo's attack also turned into nothingness.

However, at this time, Wayne's attack was not far from Jun Mo, and it was obviously too late to take back the Creation Temple to resist. At this time, almost everyone thought that Jun Mo was solving the problem, after all, the difference in strength between the two seemed to be a bit big. No one noticed that a very colored mark suddenly appeared in the palm of Jun Mo's hand, and in a flash, a pitch-black figure suddenly appeared in the air and stopped in front of Jun Mo.

"Who is this person, and how can he appear out of thin air?"

"No, that's not a human being, and there's no breath of life on it. ”

"What the hell is it, it looks like a puppet. ”

"No way, how can a puppet be so real, there is no difference between it and a real person. ”

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The sudden appearance of the Heavenly Puppet caused an uproar among everyone, and everyone's eyes widened as they looked at the ink-black figure, wondering if he was capable of resisting Wayne's attack.

In the dark eyes of the Tiangong puppet, there was no emotion, and he stared blankly at the huge palm that swept towards him, and the next moment, he punched straight out.

"Bang!" For a while, the huge wind seemed to make it like a knife, making people unable to open their eyes, and everyone felt that their bodies were blown painfully.

After the light from the explosion, everyone found that the pitch-black figure was still standing in place, and although it had withstood a huge attack, it had not moved a single bit.

"What the hell is that!" Wayne's face sank, although he didn't do his best to attack him just now, it should be enough to seriously injure the cultivators under the Qi Creation Realm.

"It's a kind of heavenly puppet, and I've heard that there are monsters in the heavenly clan who can make this kind of puppet. Tu Zhuo fell to Wayne's side, and said with a somewhat solemn face. He originally thought that Jun Mo was the easiest of all to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be a little different from what he thought. However, he has already done something to Jun Mo, and if he gives up, he will feel a little ugly in front of everyone.

"What now, we've already violated the rules, and if we make too much trouble, it's not going to end well. Wayne said with some concern.

"No matter what, I haven't looked back since I started work, so many people are watching here, if I give up now, where will I put my face in the future. Tu Zhuo's brows tightened, and after thinking for a while, he said slowly.

"In that case, I'm pestering the Heavenly Golem, such a puppet attack must cost a lot of money, I want to see if it can withstand my attacks a few times. Wayne nodded, and the fighting energy in his body surged out, and the thick energy gathered in front of him, making the surrounding air a little heavy.

"Blood Rainbow Disillusionment Hand!" Wayne let out a low cry, a blood-colored rainbow appeared above his head, and the palm of his right hand suddenly pushed out, and the rainbow surged towards the Tiangong puppet, and the ground exploded everywhere it passed. However, the Netherworld Soul Refining Platform did not receive any images.

The dark eyes of the Tiangong puppet flashed, and he instantly greeted the blood-colored Changhong, and his right fist shot straight out, without any mud and water.

"Bang!" the Heavenly Puppet slammed into the blood-colored rainbow, and the latter suddenly burst into blood. The two were suddenly a little at a standstill, but after a while, the Tiangong puppet seemed to be a little unable to support it, and its fists were raised by the huge force. At the same time, the blood-colored Changhong slammed directly into the chest of the Tiangong puppet.

The chest of the Tiangong puppet suddenly collapsed, and its body also slammed straight into the ground, and only stopped after the ground was carved out of a gully dozens of meters long.

"Hmph, it's just a lifeless toy, how good I should be!" Wayne smiled disdainfully, and immediately prepared to help Tu Zhuo on the other side deal with Jun Mo.

At this time, Jun Mo and Tu Zhuo were already entangled together. However, the latter did find that with his strength in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Qi Control Realm, he could not deal with a person who had only just turned into the middle stage of the Qi Realm.

Seeing this situation, Wayne's body moved, and he wanted to go over to help Tu Zhuo. But before he turned around, the crowd let out a cry of surprise.

"That puppet is fine!"

Almost at the same time as the exclamation sounded, a sense of crisis flashed in Wayne's heart, but he hadn't reacted yet. A pitch-black figure appeared behind him, punching him in the back at the same time.

"Bang!" Wayne's body slammed into the ground with a tooth-aching thud, and the terrifying force directly nailed him deep into the earth.

At this time, there was a terrifying depression on the chest of the Tiangong puppet, if an ordinary cultivator was injured in this way, his ribs would definitely be broken, and he would not be able to attack at all. But now, it seems that there is nothing going on with this Tiangong puppet at all.

"Boom!" After the explosion, Wayne jumped out of the depths of the ground, at this time he was covered in dirt, and there was a trace of blood left on the corner of his mouth, looking very embarrassed.

At the same time, Tu Zhuo seemed to be at a disadvantage, and was hit hard by Jun Mo and flew out.

At this time, there is not much time left before the Nether Soul Refining Tower is fully opened, and if it is fully opened, it will be difficult for people outside to enter it.

"What should I do, this kid is not easy to deal with!" Wayne and Tu Zhuo said together.

Looking at the obvious ridicule on the faces around him, Tu Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "Time is running out, grab a position first, and then wait until the end is to clean up that kid." ”

Hearing this, Wayne nodded and turned his gaze to the other person, who seemed to have the lowest strength among the ten seats.

"Tu Zhuo, you have broken the rules, don't be obsessed. Being watched by Tu Zhuo and the others, a look of nervousness appeared on the man's face, but this position was something he had finally obtained, so he naturally didn't want to give up easily.

"Hmph, I don't need you to remind me!" Tu Zhuo snorted coldly, and immediately attacked with Wayne.

This person didn't have as many hole cards as Jun Mo, and after resisting for a while, he vomited blood and flew out of the Netherworld Soul Refining Platform, and his position was naturally occupied by Tu Zhuo.

"Hmph, Tu Zhuo, don't be complacent, you will definitely visit later. This person said fiercely, although he was very unwilling, but he no longer had the ability to regain his position, so he could only leave in a huff.

After some chaotic battles, the ten seats on the Netherworld Soul Refining Platform have been stabilized, and Jun Mo has also obtained one seat. At this time, he was sitting on the futon with a closed concentration, waiting for the Netherworld Soul Refining Tower to open, while the Heavenly Puppet stood beside him in a daze, his empty eyes sweeping towards everyone from time to time.

Everyone who was swept by the Heavenly Puppet seemed to sense a deep chill. The Heavenly Puppet pressed on everyone's hearts like a mountain, making everyone dare not have any thoughts about Jun Mo.

Soon after, a faint curtain of light rose around the Nether Soul Refining Platform, although this light curtain seemed to be weak, but it seemed to contain an incomparably terrifying power.

At the same time as the light curtain rose, a trace of green smoke also came out of the Tiangong puppet's body, and his expressionless face seemed to be slightly distorted. This Netherworld Soul Refining Platform seemed to be able to destroy cultivators who had entered it with the strength of the Qi Creation Realm, regardless of whether he was a living form or not.

Fortunately, Jun Mo reacted in time, and the Tiangong puppet was not harmed by him, but it was taken back into his palm.

When the light curtain was fully raised, everything outside seemed to be cut off. Even though it was going on outside, there was no sound at all that came into the Netherworld Soul Refining Platform.

"Hmph, I'll make you proud for a while!" Tu Zhuo glanced at Jun Mo fiercely, and then closed his eyes.

Not long after, Jun Mo suddenly felt a tingling pain in his mind, as if ten thousand sharp steel needles had pierced his soul. However, under this kind of stimulation, the soul power actually began to grow slowly. He stabilized his mind and controlled his soul power against the strange energy from outside.

Jun Mo's soul power and external energy suddenly collided violently, but under this collision, the growth of his soul power increased by a few points.

The situation of other people seems to be slightly different from Jun Mo, most cultivators don't know how to use soul abilities at all, so they just passively accept the tempering of the Netherworld Soul Refining Platform, although their soul power has also increased, but the speed is indeed far less than Jun Mo. Many people don't know the subtlety of soul power at all, and think that soul power is far inferior to Dou Qi. So their goal is only the legendary ground-level fighting skills.

As time passed, Jun Mo felt as if he had been thrown into a huge grinding plate, his soul power was crushed to pieces by madness, and then fused together, and then crushed again. Under this repetition, his soul power is also growing at a considerable rate.

But the process was very painful, and the feeling of having my soul crushed was indescribable. His face had turned purple, and his breathing was heavy, like sawn wood. The cold sweat dripping from his body flowed down with the futon to the ground, wetting a large patch.

I don't know how long later, Jun Mo felt a trance in his heart, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, and then slammed into the ground again.

After coming to his senses, Jun Mo found himself in a dark place, everything around him was dark, the ground, stones, earth, and the river looming in the distance. There were countless white bones scattered on the ground, half-hidden and half-exposed on the surface. In the air, the wind gusted, and countless howls of wolves came out of nowhere, stopping to make people creepy.

Here, it's like a ghostly ghost, and there is a dead air everywhere. Hideous grimaces kept appearing in the air, making sharp sounds like crying and laughing, eroding people's will all the time.

Jun Mo walked on the dark earth of this year, and not long after, he found that the fighting energy in his body was actually passing. Although the speed is not fast, if it is left unchecked, the fighting energy in his body will probably be exhausted.