Chapter 152: The Western Desert is defeated again

Chen Jinfei never felt sorry for the consumption of his own spirit stones, because his worth had exceeded 30 million, which was completely comparable to a Holy Land force, and even the combined value of the two Holy Land forces could not compare to a Chen Jinfei.

The Desolate Ancient Puppet was also stimulated to the greatest potential by Chen Jinfei, and this time it smashed into seven million spirit stones, and he didn't feel any pain.

In fact, Chen Jinfei still wanted to continue to smash spirit stones in order to improve the strength of the Desolate Ancient Puppet, but the Desolate Ancient Puppet no longer absorbed the Spirit Stone, and he himself had no way.

Chen Jinfei also wanted to see how powerful the desolate ancient puppet at the peak could burst out, and whether it could shake the two Mahayana realm powerhouses!

Sure enough, the two powerhouses from the Mahayana realm of the Western Desert in front of him didn't seem to take the desolate puppet in their eyes at all, and even a little disdainful, they were just puppets with no subjective consciousness, what magic could there be?

But they may have overlooked one point, even if it is a dead thing without subjective consciousness, but he can have the strength of the peak of the Mahayana realm, and this alone is immeasurable.

"Kill them."

After finishing speaking, Chen Jinfei turned his head directly, then supported the Primal Holy Lord behind him and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

For a moment, the Primal Holy Lord could feel a warmth flowing in his body, even so, this elixir was a drop in the bucket for his injuries, not only were there toxins left on his body, but the internal organs on his body were more or less affected.

Even if the primordial Holy Lord recovers to his peak, there will still be dark diseases, which is inevitable.

The Primal Holy Lord didn't expect that Chen Jinfei would be able to control the puppet of the Mahayana realm, and it was unbelievable that he would have the power equivalent to the Mahayana realm at such a young age.

Looking at Li Qingfeng in the distance, the two formed an extremely sharp contrast, one was willing to surrender to the enemy, and the other was bound to fight against the traitors of the Western Desert.

He can only say that the Holy Lord of Ziwei gave birth to a good son, although he looks at Jiao'er Lang as idle on weekdays, and he is a well-known second ancestor.

But looking at the current words and deeds, how can it be like a second ancestor? Instead, he looks like a scheming guy.

On the other hand, Li Qingfeng can even lose a treasure map in his hand, which really makes people feel angry when they think of this matter.

In an instant, the Desolate Ancient Puppet and the two Mahayana realms of the Western Desert scuffled together, and the war raged for a while!

Every move of the two Mahayana realms in the Western Desert was a killing move, and they wanted to kill the desolate ancient puppet, but when each move fell on the desolate ancient puppet, it did not pose any substantial threat to it, and there were not even scratches on its body.

Just when they were surprised, the ancient puppet seized the time and directly caught them off guard.

In just a breath, the two masters of the West Desert were already seriously injured.

"What is this? How can you beat the two of us? ”

The Bright-Eyed Holy Lord asked in surprise, obviously frightened by the power of the Desolate Ancient Puppet, they had never seen such a strange plaything, and they had never even heard of such a person in Dongzhou.

The situation is in crisis, and they can only rush up.

Now only by wiping out the puppet in front of him can we logically grasp the primordial holy land.

In fact, the Taichu Holy Land has been indirectly controlled by the people of the Western Desert, and looking at the entire sect, who has room for resistance.

At the same time, the three Hellflame Saint Masters were also late, and their speed was slightly slower because they were seriously injured.

But as soon as I came to the primordial holy land, I saw a puzzling scene.

They looked at the Bright Eyes Holy Lord and the Bright Moon Holy Lord as if they were entangled by someone, and at first glance they were actually desolate puppets.

For the first time, they panicked at first, and thousands of threads flashed through their minds.

How could the Desolate Ancient Puppet appear here, when they saw Chen Jinfei again, they were not as surprised as they were just now, they didn't expect that the Ziwei Holy Land would suddenly reinforce the Taichu Holy Land, this was a completely unexpected situation.

But they didn't dare to rush forward, they knew the strength of the Desolate Ancient Puppet, and they also knew that they didn't have the slightest power to parry in the face of the Desolate Ancient Puppet.

So I can only watch from a distance, for fear of being blackmailed by Chen Jinfei again.

To tell the truth, the Hellfire Holy Lord was the most feared among these people, the moment he saw the Desolate Ancient Puppet, he seemed to have seen a ghost, and then he thought of everything that had happened before, he still took two steps back.

The Prison Flame Holy Land has been tossed by Chen Jinfei into an inhuman appearance, and if the Prison Flame Holy Land is robbed again, it will definitely fall apart, and it will fall into an irreversible desperate situation at that time.

Moreover, the injuries on the bodies of the three of them were extremely serious, and even if they went up for reinforcements, it would be a disadvantage.

So the three of them unanimously decided that it was better to watch the game.

The Bright-eyed Holy Lord and the Bright Moon Holy Lord in the sky are defeated and retreated, and they have no power to fight back, and they may still be able to fight in their heyday, but now they don't even have the capital to fight.

Half an hour did not arrive, and in the end the two were defeated.

was forced to have no way out, and in the end, the ancient puppet simply tied up the two of them directly and waited for Chen Jinfei's fate.

At this moment, Chen Jinfei is also late!

"What about the arrogance just now? Why are you taking a break now? Chen Jinfei sneered.

On the contrary, the other two did not respond, and looked at Chen Jinfei angrily.

However, Chen Jinfei frowned, he hated others staring at him the most, and then the two slaps were directly swung out.

Smack!

Two crisp sounds directly pulled the two Western Desert masters back to reality.

Now that they are tied up, they are in a desperate situation, and they should think about how to get out.

If the two of them were the top masters of the Western Desert in this place, needless to say, the plan to attack Dongzhou would definitely come to naught.

"Make a condition, let the two of us live, if you kill the two of us, it will be equivalent to offending the entire Western Desert!"

"Offend the entire Western Desert? Do you think I'm going to be afraid, even if I offend the forces of the entire continent, I won't blink an eye to scare me? Think Lao Tzu was scared? ”

"In short, whatever conditions are acceptable to us, just let us live, if we can, we will withdraw our troops and never offend Dongzhou again."

"People talk about people, and ghosts talk about ghosts? Why don't dogs talk dogs? ”

Chen Jinfei's words directly made the two Mahayana realm masters speechless, and they gritted their teeth when they were humiliated, and looked at Chen Jinfei with vicious eyes again.

"Boy, seeing that you are young, it is really not easy to have today's achievements, do you really think we are afraid of you? We're just doing this to give you a face, believe it or not, after half an hour, there will be a large wave of forces to kill the Primal Holy Land, and then you won't be able to run away. ”