The green hiccus instantly entered a state of high alert.

She wasn't sure when the black-clad puppet had come or how strong it was.

I don't know when Liu Shuangyue will come.

And there is a high probability that Liu Shuangyue will not come.

At this time, it is obviously a very unwise choice to hope for others.

That is, the moment he dodged the attack, the idea in Qingqi's mind had already settled, and he waved his hand and threw out a silver needle.

The figure of the black-clothed puppet flashed, and it easily dodged the silver needle.

In the next second, he flew towards the green tree.

This is the time that the green tree is waiting for.

At the moment when the black-clothed puppet was about to touch her, she threw out the silver wire called Soul Entanglement that she used to strangle Changming Dao Chang today, and the Soul Entanglement was wrapped around the wrist of the black-clothed puppet as if it were alive.

The black-clothed puppet struggled hard, but did not break away.

He took a few steps back, and the two faced each other in the air through a silver wire.

Qingqi's silver filament, called Soul Entanglement, was not used by her to scare Changming Dao Chang, it was a real spiritual weapon.

It is made of spider silk spit out by a thousand-year-old demon, which is sharper and tougher than Xuantie, and its main role is not here, but that it has been tempered by the spiritual fire of the Supreme Sun, and can directly act on the soul.

So Qingqi told Changming that he could make his soul fly away, and he didn't joke with him at all.

However, the moment he was entangled with the black-clothed puppet, Qing Jie knew that the entanglement would not have a lethal effect on the black-clothed puppet.

He's just a puppet clone with no soul.

Even if she strangled the clone, she wouldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The two only confronted each other for a moment, and the black-clothed puppet directly severed the hand that was wrapped around her, and then countless wind blades attacked her again.

The moment Qing Tree felt the entanglement in his hand loosen, he threw out a handful of leaves at the black-clothed puppet.

The leaf suddenly burst into flames the moment it hit the Wind Blade.

It exploded in the air like a fire tree and silver flower, turning into a fireball and swooping down on the black-clothed puppet.

The black-clad puppet rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging the fireball, and a black chain stretched out of his palm and flew towards the green tree.

The green tree did not dodge, and was locked by the neck.

She grabbed the chain with one hand and took a step forward, blocking Lian Xueyin behind her.

In the next second, with a force on her hand, the chain that locked her neck shattered instantly.

Her inky pupils instantly turned golden, like a dancing flame.

Her whole body seemed to be bathed in flames, and the thick power of the flames turned into substance, and pounced on the black-clothed puppet.

The black-clothed puppet who was supposed to dodge and fight back, I don't know if it was controlled by the strong flame power on her body, or if it was shocked, when it touched her gaze, the black-clothed puppet who originally had no emotion and soul was rarely stunned.

Then in the next second, it was swallowed by the power of thick flames, and it was instantly burned into flying ashes.

Qingqi spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Odd.

It's weird.

Why did she think that the eyes of the black-clad puppet were familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them?

Also, it was definitely not her delusion, the black-clothed puppet was really stunned in the end.

Why does a puppet clone have emotions?

Who the hell is he?

As soon as she arrived in Lingzhou, she was attacked by this puppet, and today His Majesty was just seriously injured, and he came to attack again.

Qi Mingyue.

Sure enough, it was her.

(End of chapter)