"How did this guy find me?" the old Taoist wondered.

He found that no matter how much he let the demonic clone move westward, Fang Zong could always catch up with his demonic clone and not be confused at all.

Now that the old Taoist had gathered all the demonic qi clones together, Fang Zong actually went straight towards him.

It's clear that you can see the changes around you!

The old Taoist was shocked, how could he not understand that Fang Zong must have used some kind of means to monitor his every move at all times, otherwise it would be impossible to react so quickly.

"Can I also release my Divine Sense in the Dragon's Lair?, why didn't I feel the power of my Divine Sense?" the old Daoist was puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, he sensed that Fang Zong was killing again, turning into a ball of demonic energy, and quickly fled towards the depths of the Sand God Temple.

Fang Zong didn't know where the old Taoist was going to flee, but he still chased after him relentlessly, and the power of the dream realm had been locking on the old Taoist's body.

Suddenly, his dream power was lost to the old man.

"What's going on?" Fang Zong frowned in surprise as he quickly walked through a courtyard and came to a stone forest.

"Huh?" Fang Zong's dream power continued to extend around the stone forest, but to his surprise, there was no old Taoist figure in this place at all.

He couldn't help but groan, looked around, and suddenly grabbed a big stone beside him with one hand, and secretly cast the supernatural dream reincarnation.

Under the operation of the dream reincarnation, Fang Zong quickly saw that after the old Taoist came to this stone forest, he did not slow down, but rushed towards a stone mountain.

His body disappeared into the stone mountain as if he had never been there.

"Is that the stone mountain?" Fang Zong quickly found the stone mountain that the old Taoist had drilled into according to the memories he saw in the dream reincarnation.

The stone mountain is as high as six zhang, and the appearance looks like an eagle with wings spread, and it is here that the old Taoist disappeared without a trace.

Fang Zong took a closer look at the stone mountain, kicked up a stone, flew into the eagle's chest, and the stone passed directly through the stone mountain and disappeared into it.

"I see, this place has been arranged with a clever trick!" The corners of Fang Zong's mouth hooked, and the power of the dream gathered in his eyes, and he immediately discovered the entrance of the Eagle Stone Mountain, and without saying a word, he also flew into it.

Entering the stone mountain, it suddenly opened up in front of you, and it was a completely unfamiliar world.

But in front of me is a solemn and gorgeous palace, pavilions and pavilions, clear water and blue lotus, pines and cypresses, a broad avenue from the foot of the square, all the way to the gate of the palace.

Fang Zong looked there and could see that the palace was shining with golden light, as if it was made of gold, and there were two statues standing in front of the door, wearing gold armor and holding halberds, exuding an amazing aura.

"What about the old devil?" Fang Zong's brows furrowed, and the power of the dream realm escaped in an instant, and soon, he saw the figure of the old Taoist.

At this time, the old Taoist had already walked into the palace, and was desperately kneeling towards a statue at this time, which was the statue of the Flying Flame of the Killing God.

Fang Zong didn't know what the old Taoist was going to do, he hurriedly cast the Taixu Formation Pattern, rushed into the palace at a very fast speed, and in a trance, he came to the palace where the old Taoist was.

"Old devil, you will definitely die today!" Fang Zong shouted coldly, took out his flying sword, and slashed out towards the old Taoist.

While!

The sword qi from the flying sword was blasted to pieces with a crisp sound, and at the same time, a breath of destruction penetrated into the flying sword, actually breaking Fang Zong's flying sword.

Fang Zongdeng's face was shocked, although his flying sword was not as hard as the Youquan Flying Sword, it was also a magic weapon of the earth grade, and it was actually shattered by a single blow.

After looking at the person who made the move, his eyes were even more round, and his heart was shocked.

It wasn't a person at all, but a statue, the statue of the god of killing that the old Taoist was kneeling down to.

This statue of the God of Killing is completely different from the one in the main hall, it can act like a real person, and the weapon in his hand is even more complete, it is a real murder weapon long knife.

With just one blow, it shattered Fang Zong's earth-grade flying sword, and two red lights appeared in the eyes of the Killing God Statue, and it slashed towards Fang Zong again.

Fang Zong was not in a hurry, and hurriedly took out the Youquan Flying Sword, urging it with the power of his flesh, and hurriedly blocked the long knife of the Killing God Statue.

While!

From the long knife, an astonishing force surged, and Fang Zong was shocked to find that his entire body was actually swept away by the long knife.

What a terrible power!

And at this time, Fang Zong finally guessed what this god-killing statue was.

Puppet Dao Soldier, this is a very hard puppet specially made of special materials, because the body is made of a special refining method, so it is extremely strong, indestructible, and the attack power is extremely terrifying, and it is not afraid of spell means, it can be called a puppet smashed out for killing.

Judging from the aura emanating from this puppet Dao soldier, this turned out to be a puppet of the Yuan Infant Realm.

In other words, the other party can at least block most of the attacks that are willing to condense, and the combat power they exert is no different from that of a real Yuanying realm cultivator.

The old Taoist saw that Fang Zong was deflated, smiled secretly, and said, "Stinky boy, today is your death date." ”

"This puppet Dao soldier is personally refined by the Flying Flame of God Killing, and there are still some of his Dao Senses in it, and it can also be used to kill the gods, no matter how strong you are, you are definitely not the opponent of this puppet Dao soldier. ”

"Hahaha, now, I'll see how you die!"

Thinking of being chased and killed by Fang Zong along the way, and then looking at Fang Zong's posture of falling into a trap at this time, the old Taoist felt extremely happy in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.

Fang Zong's expression was cold, and he was thinking about how to deal with this god-killing statue, but the statue didn't wait for anyone and killed it directly.

The long knife of the God Killing Statue seemed to contain endless power, constantly slashing, the knife technique was continuous, and at the same time, it also secretly conformed to the laws of heaven and earth, and each knife made it difficult for Fang Zong to deal with.

"Sure enough, it's worthy of killing the god flying flame!" Fang Zong was forced to retreat by the long knife, but there was nothing he could do about the other party.

This puppet Dao soldier was extremely hard, he just slashed two swords on the Dao soldier, and punched a few more punches, but as a result, the puppet Dao soldier didn't even have a single white mark on his body.

Coupled with the god-killing flying flame's own combat methods, it made him suffer a lot.

No wonder this puppet soldier is so precious.

And the old Taoist seemed to be sure that Fang Zong would not be able to defeat the statue of the killing god, so he began to heal his wounds in the palace and pulled out the sword qi of the killing god.

Fang Zong was naturally murderous towards the old Taoist, and he wanted to bypass the Killing God Statue several times, but he was blocked by it.

"It's really troublesome, why would this puppet soldier protect him?"

Fang Zong was puzzled, and suddenly a rumor of killing gods flying flames appeared in his mind, if he guessed correctly, this killing god should be from the Momen.

Immediately afterward, he recalled the performance of the man in Momen.

"Hmm, if he was really a disciple of Momen, he would do this, right?" Fang Zong's eyes narrowed, his body fluttered, and after dodging a knife from the puppet Dao soldier, he quickly took out an item from the storage ring.

The long knife was wrapped in a strong murderous aura, and slashed towards Fang Zong with an indomitable momentum.

Seeing this, Fang Zong couldn't help but scold: "Isn't it?"

He didn't feel sorry for these three dream incarnations, anyway, as long as the power of the dream was sufficient, he could replenish the dream incarnations at any time, but if he couldn't kill the old devil now, it would make him feel regretful.

Thinking of this, Fang Zong showed a crazy look in disgust, and he chose to take the risk of killing the old Taoist.

Call!

A strong wind blew, and the blade of the long knife was less than twenty centimeters away from Fang Zong's face before it stopped.

Despite this, Fang Zong still felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows, but his face was cut by the knife qi.

Fang Zong couldn't help but secretly speak, this puppet Dao soldier was really terrifying!

Even if it is not really cut down, just the escaping sword qi has such power, no wonder the old Taoist is so confident.

The puppet Dao soldier stopped and saw what Fang Zong was doing, and a gentle force surged out of his body, the murderous aura dissipated, and the fierce light in his two eyes disappeared.

The old Taoist was pulling out the sword qi of the God Killer, and suddenly saw that the God Killing puppet was not moving, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

He shouted loudly, "Master, save me! That's the devil!"

Zheng!

A sword qi slashed out, and with a whoosh, the old Taoist's left arm was cut off.

It was the puppet soldier who struck.

"How can this be?" said the old man, whose face was full of astonishment, and he could look at everything in front of him in disbelief, and he felt that something incredible had happened.

I saw that the statue of the Killing God actually put away the long knife and knelt down on one knee towards Fang Zong.

"This ...... That's why ......"

The old Taoist opened his mouth wide and covered his wounds, completely unable to believe that the Killing God Statue would actually surrender to Fang Zong.

The reason why he was able to ask the Killing God Statue for help was only because of this skin.

Back then, this body was the great disciple of the god killing Flying Flame, he ventured into this place, fought with his eldest disciple, and in the end, narrowly defeated the eldest disciple of Flying Flame, and took away the other party's body, just to wait for the opportunity to complete a plan.

But now Fang Zong's appearance completely disrupted his plan, and even forced him to a dead end.

The statue of the God Killer that he regarded as a hole card actually surrendered to Fang Zong, which made him feel the urge to vomit blood.

Fang Zong grinned and played with the Momen token in his hand, it seemed that the identity of this Momen was really useful.

However, this token was given to him by Gu Changdao, the Tianjiao of the Eastern Imperial Palace in the past, but he didn't expect to make a miraculous achievement today, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Putting the Momen token in his arms, he looked at the old Taoist coldly, smiled cruelly, and said, "Beat him to a serious injury, leave him alive!"

After hearing the order, the statue of the killing god stood up, and the long knife in his hand once again gushed out a murderous aura.

It's just that this time, its murderous aura did not come at Fang Zong, but transferred to the old Taoist.