Ding Xiaoyi got up from the soft chair with difficulty,

He looked at Yu Guizi in horror, "You said he was your master?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the little Taoist boy with an incredulous face.

"Well, he's our master",

Yu Guizi's eyes showed a look of joy, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.

And the figure on the top of the tree was indifferent to the call of Jade Guizi, without any life fluctuations.

"Isn't your master already immortal?"

Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt that his scalp was numb,

After the death of the cultivators above the super realm, they will dissolve their bodies, and their cultivation will be fed back to this heaven and earth.

But the figure on the top of the tree did not have the slightest fluctuation of life breath, like a living dead.

Isn't Xuan Nanzi an immortal soldier, how can he still appear in the Jade Void.

"But he's really our master!"

Xiao Daotong didn't have any fear in his eyes, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a solemn look, what the hell was going on, he couldn't help but secretly wonder.

"He may just be a dead corpse that looks exactly like your master, and he shouldn't be your master."

Ding Xiaoyi said to Xiao Daotong in a deep voice, and Xiao Daotong's clear eyes kept looking at the figure on the top of the tree.

"But ......", the little boy wanted to speak and stopped,

Ding Xiaoyi naturally knows what Xiaodao Tong means,

But he knew that the figure in front of him would definitely not be the master of the Jade Void Vision.

"Boom",

The figure perched on top of the tree let out a terrifying laugh like a night owl.

The laughter entered the ears of Ding Xiaoyi and Xiao Daotong like a demonic intent.

"Master......,

The boy shouted to the figure on the top of the tree, but his cry was not answered.

"Woo ......",

Ding Xiaoyi's staggering figure stood in front of Xiao Daotong, and he looked at the figure standing on the top of the tree.

He felt the night owl's shrill laughter piercing his eardrums like steel needles.

"Ah......h

Xiao Daotong's face changed drastically, and the sharp voice like a night owl penetrated into his eardrums.

It made his brain crack, and he couldn't help but hold his head in his hands and let out a terrible scream.

Ding Xiaoyi's hands turned into tricks, and he quickly tapped in Xiaodaotong's ear.

The shrill sound of the night owl disappeared in Xiao Daotong's eardrums.

Ding Xiaoyi closed the hearing in Xiao Daotong's six senses, and Xiao Daotong eased up.

"Zheng ......",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up layers of swords.

I saw him put the two fingers of his right hand together and point to the figure on the top of the tree.

"Woo ......",

The sword turned into a streamer of light and shot out towards the ghostly figure in the sky.

And the ghostly figure swiped the dust in his hand, and the sword qi that surged out of the long sword was easily broken by the dust. "Whew",

A gust of wind blew, and the ghostly figure in the sky suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Ding Xiaoyi's face changed greatly, his mind moved, and the long sword fell sharply from the sky.

"Buzz",

The long sword lingered around Ding Xiaoyi's body.

I saw that the layers of sword qi had laid a series of sword qi barriers around Ding Xiaoyi's body.

And the figure that suddenly disappeared appeared in front of Ding Xiaoyi.

The dust in his hand was raised, and a momentum like a huge wave roared towards Ding Xiaoyi.

"Bang, bang, bang,......",

The qi that came out of the dust all hit the sword qi around Ding Xiaoyi's body, making a dull sound.

Xiao Daotong's face became extremely pale

of paleness,

Because he had seen the figure clearly, he trembled uncontrollably, as if he had seen a terrifying beast.

Ding Xiaoyi also trembled in his heart, and the Taoist priest's body at this time did not have the slightest fluctuation of life breath.

His cheeks were like a dead bark, and his hand holding the dust was like a dead branch.

And that robe also exudes a musty smell,

His cold eyes looked at Ding Xiaoyi, and his two eyes were like two hideous black holes.

Where is this person, it is clearly a puppet corpse.

He knew that in ancient times, there was a secret art,

The body of a dead person can be refined into a puppet corpse, and the figure in front of him is a puppet corpse.

"He's not a master, but he looks exactly like him."

Xiao Dao Tong muttered to himself.

And Ding Xiaoyi has confirmed one thing, this puppet corpse should be the corpse of Xuan Nanzi.

But who is the Xuan Nanzi who has died?

Who refined the corpse of Xuan Nanzi into a puppet corpse, and why did they do it.

Many doubts sprung up in my heart,

Xuan Nanzi was killed by Yuyunzi, and the body of this puppet corpse was Xuan Nanzi.

What happened to the Jade Void Void, and why did Xuan Zhenzi leave the Jade Void Void Void

All kinds of doubts suddenly came to him,

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the withered puppet corpse, but he also felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, if he was not injured, he could kill this puppet corpse.

But he was seriously injured, and his life was constantly passing, and only his sea of consciousness was constantly being repaired by the remnant sword.

And his spiritual sea is even more in a mess, and there is not much Gang Yuan left in his body.

"This should be your master's body, but I don't know who made a puppet corpse, Jade Guizi, you should step aside first."

Ding Xiaoyi said solemnly to Xiao Daotong, he knew that this puppet corpse must have some purpose for suddenly appearing in the Jade Void Pavilion.

"Zheng",

Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved, and the long sword flashed with dazzling sword light.

I saw the long sword stabbing towards the puppet corpse with the momentum of heaven-shattering creation.

But the corpse's gloomy eyes opened, and two black gazes burst out.

It raised the dust in its hand, swept up a billowing and eerie aura, and swept fiercely towards the stabbing sword.

The dust turned into countless wisps of black light,

The black light swept towards the long sword.

And the fierce sword qi seemed to have encountered a great enemy in his life, and the brilliant sword rays surged towards the thousands of wisps of black light.

"Woo ......",

A sharp tearing sound came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

The black light swept up by the dust drowned the long sword, and I saw that there was an endless black light in front of me.

The black mangs were overwhelming towards Ding Xiaoyi's body.

His mind moved,

The long sword let out a high-pitched sword groan, and I saw a dazzling sword light emanating from the long sword.

The sword was like a bamboo, tearing open the black light that shrouded it, and the sword light strangled all the black light.

And Ding Xiaoyi hasn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief,

The corpse of the puppet flickered, and I saw him raise his withered palm and slam it towards his chest.

Ding Xiaoyi immediately felt a force like an invisible mountain crushing towards him.

Ding Xiaoyi was already seriously injured, and the speed of the puppet corpse was extremely fast.

The withered palm condensed into a huge palm print and slapped it towards his chest.

The long sword was fighting fiercely with the dust, who would have thought that the puppet corpse would flash and come to him.

Ding Xiaoyi's face changed suddenly,

He wants to back off,

But it was extremely difficult for him to even move his body, and the huge palm was overwhelmingly slamming towards him.

The long sword let out a high-pitched sword groan,

Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved, and the long sword returned to the protector.

And at this very moment,

The whisk on the dust suddenly burst open, turning into thousands of filaments and winding towards the long sword.

Bursts of ghostly light condensed with strange mysterious power and wound towards the long sword.

And the long sword stirred up an even more dazzling sword,

The sword light emanating from the long sword's body shattered the strange silk that entwined it.

And that giant palm had already landed a few feet away from Ding Xiaoyi's chest.

A decaying corpse qi rushed from the giant palm,

As soon as Ding Xiaoyi smelled the foul-smelling corpse gas, he suddenly felt dizzy.

And the giant palm slapped down on his chest like a shattering sky,

The furious strength directly beat his face to pain.

He tried to flee, but a tearing pain surged around him.

The giant palm slapped down fiercely,

Ding Xiaoyi's heart swelled up with a look of despair like ashes.

The power of this palm has locked him,

Coupled with the fact that his body was already injured, he couldn't escape the power of that palm at all.

At this critical moment,

A figure pounced on Ding Xiaoyi, and the figure hugged Ding Xiaoyi.

But Ding Xiaoyi felt that the space around him was inexplicably distorted.