Two puppets of the Nine Ancestors.

One is in the form of a half-dragon, a puppet made by a great monk in Jiaojiazhai.

In the past thousands of years, their village has continued to use the dragon's blood to water and cultivate a kind of medium-grade spiritual root that has evolved and mutated.

And the other one is the demon cultivator who died in the battle that year.

It seems to be a scarecrow flesh and blood system.

"Go!" The Nine Ancestors controlled the bones of this demonic cultivator, "Turn into a scarecrow and unfold your flesh and blood."

Crash!

The meat fields are surging like the waves of the sea.

The ground is shaking.

The rubble splattered, and the ground seemed to turn into a sea of flesh and blood, and the trees, flowers, and plants were covered with bright red, and replaced with some new material.

Countless wriggling pillars of black and red flesh rose from the ground, as if supporting the entire sky.

Bang la blah.

Dense blood rain unconsciously sprinkled from the sky.

Looking up, I found that the pillars of flesh had grown into towering trees, with hemangiomas and vascular networks densely intertwined, gushing blood.

It's a forest of black and red flesh!

The blood of the medium-grade spiritual root is infinitely close to the high-grade spiritual root, and the flesh and blood supernatural power in it is extremely powerful.

If their scarecrow supernatural ability is cultivated to the top, they can even turn flesh and blood into mountains, blood vessels into rivers, and the entire bright red earth envelops a huge city.

"We're not facing one, we're facing two puppets of the same realm." Li Youzhu was silent.

If it were two ancestors in other directions, they could go.

But the one in front of them absorbed the essence of the battle back then, and as a flesh and blood system controlled by a puppet, the pressure brought to them was too great.

"It's a little tricky."

Li Youzhu took a deep breath, and waited for the demon cultivators on the mountain to react and come over directly to make a move, they couldn't leave at all: "You retreat first, I'll drag him down."

"No way, I can't leave anyway." Jiao Wuyu's expression showed a hint of softness.

Only she knows it.

As an artificially sutured miscellaneous jiao, it is now short of life.

At that time, Jiaoshou changed her body once every three years, and now she has settled in her body, although her bloodline is weaker, she still needs to constantly change her body.

I am very lucky to be able to hold on to today.

She couldn't help but let out a low chuckle: they were meant to die together, as long as the children could escape.

It was already the best she could think of.

She looked at the scholar in front of her, grabbed his hand, and for a while the light and shadow overlapped, and in a trance, she remembered that when she crawled out of the well, a bright smile appeared on the young man's immature face holding the book.

Boom!!

The field of blood-colored flesh suddenly turned into a skeleton arm and blasted in.

Jiao Wuyu, whose body was already close to splitting, was like a long snake being beaten out, the whole person's flesh and blood were shattered, and a large amount of blood water sprayed out.

"No!!" Li Youzhu turned into a bolt of lightning in a few jumps, knelt down suddenly, picked up Jiao Wuyu and jumped away, dodging the next attack

Jiao Chi Night flew through the houses.

Hurry up, hurry up.

He followed the map to find the location, and finally saw Ning Shark and Su Yu Niang who had arrived at the extreme location of the Earth Binding Spirit.

"We're bound by the barrier, and we can't walk here, we can't leave."

They make up for their own shortcomings.

This place is already very close to the location of the Nine Ancestors' paper house, and you can see the earth-shattering battle in the distance.

"It's okay, let's go!"

He reached out and slashed.

The weakness of the two five-body realms, the connection between the leylines is not strong at all.

With his cultivation of the Four Visceral Realms, it was very simple to cut off.

"I'm not leaving!"

Ning Shark raised her head: "That's my mother, and my father."

"It's going to be fine!" Su Yuniang hugged Ning Shark tightly, and said distressedly: "We don't have to go, it's going to be fine, we can win."

I will definitely win!"

"Let's go first!" Jiao Chiwan directly stretched out his hand and waved them away.

Stomp, stomp!

He sped out as fast as he could, the landscape around him receding.

Although she didn't know where her brother went, it was too late to look for it.

Gotta go, go as soon as possible.

The distant fluctuations of battle made him fearful.

Can you win?

How is it possible to win?

He smiled bitterly.

The letter was deceitful from the beginning.

Grandmother had no intention of going back.

Because, grandmother is so weak that she has no ability to cut off Li Youzhu's leyline connection.

It was impossible to take him away from the beginning.

All he wants is to live and die together, and delay time to take away his children.

It's a pity that our Jiao family has no ancestral tomb now, and even the last living ancestor has been lost, and it has completely declined after this battle

The player blacksmiths who came to the [Ancestor Dungeon Map] early in the teleportation array and hid in the shadows fell silent watching this scene of the plot performance.

Not long ago, they seemed to worship their ancestors and visit the ancestors' paper houses.

Then the Ancestor still ignored them.

They hid in the distant forest with the pastries, looking like the ancestors didn't come out, but I couldn't be unfilial.

In fact, he secretly spies on the ancestor.

Even if the battle broke out now, this ancestor didn't pay attention to the weak ones, so that they could be used as cameras to spy on the battle situation.

That overwhelming mythical battle.

The howling wind that overwhelmed people, listening to the roar, feeling the vastness of the flesh forest, the terrifying battle made people's hearts chill.

Everyone looked up at the terrible scene, and was oppressed by the terrifying and brutal ferocity and blood in the picture.

This sense of immersion is as if it were real, as if you have traveled to another world, witnessing their life and death.

Li Youzhu fought side by side with a dragon, Ning Shark's roar, Su Yuniang's comfort, and his emotions were somewhat infected by this scene of the plot performance.

It's not a movie to compare, it's a mythical real war!

The blood rain in the sky is getting denser and denser.

From the audience's point of view, many players went offline to watch the battle situation on the front line through here.

Night and night

Dazzling: "Guys, it's almost time to get started."

Bags under my eyes: "The text story also makes me very uncomfortable, the picture in front of me makes me even more uncomfortable, I also saw Su Yu Niang hiding in the distance comforting this Ning Shark, I only understood at this moment that in our eyes, it was just the story she said, and in the eyes of Su Yu Niang, it was a living joy and sorrow."

Swollen eyes: "Woo woo, you can't let Ning Shark have no father and no mother!" There is the owner of the bamboo bookstore, but he sells a lot of books on our mountain! Get out of the way!"

Leek Sakae: "So, let's get started! Attack,

As soon as the words fell, a group of people began to go online, working quickly, extremely well-trained, as if they had rehearsed many times.

Boom!

In the next moment, an ultra-long-distance attack from the Sky Ancestral Tomb suddenly landed on the Nine Ancestors' body, seriously injuring the Nine Ancestors.

Boom!!

And the Nine Ancestors reacted immediately, and suddenly pulled a Jiaoren puppet in front of him, and turned into ashes with a bang.

The Nine Ancestors' complexion changed drastically, and he looked up at the sky, "How could the two of them attack me?"

Two all-out blows are terrifying.

The other party is a charged blow with all the mana of his body, and he doesn't know how long he has been preparing.

If he is not prepared, he may even be seriously injured or even near death.

Even now it has lost a distressing puppet.

Then, a group of young men and women walked out with a frenzy:

"Ask the unknowable Lord to come here."

"We've been waiting for a long time."

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They laughed maniacally.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sickly smile, and he suddenly picked up the knife.

Stabbing each other.

"You have a knife, I have a knife, and a child wears a flower dress."

Poof.

Blood stabbed into the belly suddenly, large patches of red rushed out, and the clothes were dyed with bright red blood flowers, with bewitching beauty.

"You have two knives, I have two knives, and the two children have braids."

Poof.

The knife went into the abdomen, and a large amount of internal organs flowed out, but they were still laughing wildly.

A knife.

Two knives.

Three knives

"Hahaha!"

"Lord, come."

They were ecstatic, their expressions frantic and distorted.

Flutter, flutter, blood bubbling wildly.

The monks present had not seen such a strange picture in a long time.

The expression of the Nine Ancestors standing in the sky was indescribable, as if he had encountered a little shock, smelled the breath, and frowned:

"Clansmen? What are these juniors doing, crazy? The demon cultivators in the mountain villa have become so radical lately?"

Click.

The man and woman collapsed with serious injuries.

Countless soul currents converged to form a strange pattern, with a gloomy demonic and pure black feeling.

Click.

A figure stood up, like a brilliant black flame dancing in the wind, holding a black bow in his hand.

Immediately after, the second slowly appeared, the third, and the fourth, as if they were undead, standing up from their fallen corpses.

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