The demon puppet is a venerable-level combat power refined by Tang Qing, with white bone armor with amazing defensive power on its body, and it also has the existence of a war fortress.

The Venerable had two holy relics, which was the reason for Tang Qing's confidence, however, in this kind of pressure, the two Venerables of the Enchanted Venerable and the Battle Venerable took out the rise at the same time, and the scene became subtle.

Especially Tang Qing looked at the holy weapon in their hands, looking at the possibility that the two of them were the descendants of the sage, the people who once roamed the world, with their own Venerable realm, plus the supreme existence behind it, was the premise of becoming famous.

However, there is indeed too little news from the Venerable, and the inner demon is not around, so there is no way to know what kind of power will be behind the two of them. There are countless possibilities for obtaining the holy artifact. If both of them were bestowed by saints, it means that the saint-level existence in the Demon Alliance is still active.

Bestiled Venerable: "Do you think that we have been promoted to the Venerable Realm for such a long time, and we don't even have a holy weapon? You are just lucky to have some opportunities when you were weak. ”

Zhanzun: "So, young people are ignorant. ”

"Kill!"

No nonsense, since the holy weapon has been taken out, this is non-dying. First of all, the demon puppet was dispatched, he rushed directly to Zhanzun and forced Zhanzun to leave, and the Demon Zun was Tang Qing's opponent.

The holy weapon in the hand of the Lost Demon Venerable is a kettle, which is a silver kettle, and there are bursts of steam rising in it, and the water vapor appears on the body, which causes the fluctuation of space, and the whole person looms, wandering in the range of the spatial crack, and can transfer its position at any time.

Tang Qing looked at the Lost Demon Venerable, there was a supreme spatial fluctuation on his body, the existence of this holy weapon was simply specially refined for the Lost Demon Venerable, the power in the holy weapon had the power of confusion, it was not just an illusion, but the power of space was used to create an illusion of space.

However, although he is hovering on the edge of the spatial rift, and may change his location at any time, he just has the existence of a war fortress, and he has completely cut off the connection between the outside world and the inside, and it is impossible to escape without defeating himself.

Bewitched Venerable: "It's been a long time since I've tried the Venerable Taste of this holy artifact. ”

Tang Qing: "My white bone armor needs a new Venerable Totem. ”

"A thousand worlds!"

The Lost Demon Venerable was the first to strike, because he saw that the white bone armor on Tang Qing's body had countless totemic figures resurrecting on it, which was the power of the weapon to resurrect the original saint.

The power of the silver kettle fluctuated, and a huge amount of water vapor filled the closed fortress of war, and the white bone armor on Tang Qing's body was recovering. In the past battles, they were only using some of the power it contained, and they have not activated their ancient power, and they have been sleeping until now, supplemented by countless powers, and the power must be earth-shattering.

The huge steam that emitted enveloped Tang Qing, and he had the power of white bone armor on his body, and the power of the water vapor around him was affecting the power of space, and the space distorted into a spatial turbulence one by one.

The whole person walks through the fluctuations of spatial turbulence. A world of blood appeared, a blood-colored ocean, boundless, with an island on it. Tang Qing stood inside the island and looked at a towering mountain in front of him, which was a mountain of white bones.

Piled up, there is no end in sight, and as soon as the mind moves, I want to go to the top of the mountain, and as soon as my front feet move, the whole person appears on the top of the mountain, and the white bone skeleton under my feet turns into white sand.

This is a vast and boundless desert, and when the figure appears in such a small world, Tang Qing was attracted by a small room in front of him, it was a small room, just an ordinary small house in an ordinary small city.

When I walked in, there was a door, and there was a passage in the room, and the passage was pitch black, and Tang Qing walked forward, which was unconscious.

In the depths of memory, this is the instinct of the body, when he came to this place, the white bone armor on Tang Qing's body was revived by the general power, and the space around him was slowly shaking, destroyed by the power of the white bone armor, this was just a simple environment, which made people sink into an endless fantasy world.

However, even if he saw through this one place, Tang Qing still walked forward, the longer he sank in the fantasy world, the longer it would sink, it would make people's minds sink, and at such a risk, even the will to revive the white bone armor wanted to remind Tang Qing.

Walking into the room, there was a dark and damp cell, there was a dead silence inside, only in the depths of the passage, there were the painful voices of two people, step by step, and in front of them were two young men.

That was the young man's self, who once had an intact arm, and at the same time, in this hell on earth, Qin Tian, the only survivor of the same group of people.

At this time, Qin Tian had just been brought back, and his young self hurriedly asked, "Qin Tian! What's wrong with you! I heard that they killed you!"

Qin Tian didn't make any movement, but after a while, he found out and looked at himself, as if he was looking at a stranger. Completely forgot everything about the two of them in the dungeon.

"Such a fantasy has no effect at all. ”

The power on the white bone armor was just a burst of gray power, and everything in front of him disappeared. Instead, the Venerable Lost stood ten meters in front of him, holding a black dagger in his hand, and was about to come to kill him.

However, at this moment, Tang Qing opened his eyes, and the bone knife in his hand was slashed at it, and the Lost Venerable did not hesitate and retreated decisively, but Tang Qing was already very prepared, it was impossible to let him retreat peacefully.

Especially when I was immersed in the illusion just now, during the period of time when the demon puppet and Zhanzun were fighting, the scars on the body could not be recovered in time, it was the damage caused by the holy weapon, no matter what, the demon puppet was still missing a weapon.

Tang Qing couldn't give up this opportunity, and suddenly his body became the size of a hundred zhang, and the bone knife in his hand slashed down, and the Venerable Treasure Dagger in the hand of the Lost Demon Venerable was raised high, but it was unable to stop the fall of the bone knife.

Only a shattering sound was heard, and the dagger broke into a few fast, directly appearing in the fall of the bone knife, and the Lost Demon Venerable frowned, and only raised his only holy weapon high.

The power of the holy weapon was stimulated, and the bone knife fell directly, that is, it hit the silver kettle, and I saw the bone knife break. And the silver kettle was dented, and at that moment, the Lost Demon Venerable stepped back and opened the distance.

The power of the body continued to pour into the silver kettle, wanting to repair the scars on the silver kettle, but there was no movement, after all, it was a holy weapon, and a Venerable could not refine it, and even repairing it could not be done simply.

However, after the bone knife in Tang Qing's hand was shattered, it was directly thrown away, but another bone knife appeared, the existence of white bone armor can create countless bone knives, and there is also a difference between holy weapons.

When the former White Bone Demon Saint existed, the weapons he used were used to kill countless lives, and His Holiness was no problem. Even in the final battle, it was used by the White Bone Demon Saint to fight the Sage in the holy war relics.

This piece of white bone armor once drank holy blood!

However, each of the holy weapons in the hands of the Lost Demon Venerable is a product of the aftermath of the Great War, not to mention the holy blood, and the existence of the realm has never been killed, this is the power of the white bone armor.

In contrast, if such a big battle continues, the silver kettle is very likely to be broken today, seeing such a situation, the Lost Demon Venerable began to evaluate the gains and losses in his heart, if his silver kettle is broken, even if it is to kill Tang Qing, it seems that it is not cost-effective. Because the spoils of war must be divided among seven people, the gains outweigh the losses.

While the Lost Demon Venerable was still weighing the gains and losses, the bone knife in Tang Qing's hand had no hesitation and fell directly. The Lost Demon Venerable did not block it directly, but his figure flashed and appeared beside Zhan Zun.

Enchanted Zun: "Let me fight the demon puppet, your weapon is suitable for fighting Tang Qing." ”

Zhan Zun glanced at the deformed silver kettle in the hand of the Lost Demon Venerable, and sneered: "Such a young child can't fight! ”

At this time, even if the Lost Demon Venerable was said like this, he would admit it, after all, he really didn't have any certainty of being able to defeat Tang Qing, if he let the silver pot be destroyed because of today's battle, he would definitely not appear in the Lost City.

Zhanzun lifted the big knife in his hand and got the handwriting of a saint, Zhanzun had absolute fighting intent. After all, there is a division between the Demon Alliance and the War Palace, and now that a Venerable of the Demon Alliance has appeared, if he kills him, it can be regarded as a contribution to the Battle Palace.

The big sword was raised, and a huge phantom of a green dragon appeared behind Zhan Zun, this is a venerable who condenses the illusion of the four elephant totems, the power of the four divine beasts is blessed on his body, and the big knife uses the power of the soul of the brute beast.

The saint who refined this holy weapon was definitely a big deal, because of the power of the soul that was integrated into it, it was a venerable-level existence, and if he let Zhan Zun kill a venerable-level brute beast, even if he had a holy weapon, he would not be able to do it. Because the body of a brute beast is comparable to a holy weapon, and the strength of the body is too much to surpass that of humans in the same realm.

"Zhan Tian!"

The huge force of the big sword blurred directly slashed at Tang Qing's white bone armor, Tang Qing stubbornly resisted the attack, leaving a knife mark on the white bone armor. However, the Hallows' blow failed to break through the defenses of the Bone Armor.

Tang Qing looked at Zhan Zun below, the bone knife in his hand fell, this was almost the same time, Zhan Zun hadn't reacted yet, the huge oppressive force above his head was about to pierce his head.

After this blow, there was absolutely no chance of survival, seeing that Zhanzun was about to be killed, but on Zhanzun's head, a piece of tortoise shell suddenly appeared, and the bone knife fell on it, the two shattered, and the bone knife was shattered, but the tortoise shell also turned invisible, and Zhanzun escaped and began to distance himself, never thinking that Tang Qing would be able to take the blow of his holy weapon safely.