However, although he regarded it as normal, he sneered at the corpse and soul puppet of the master of the Witch God Temple, Dugu Wuqiu and Huangfu Ziying, as well as many children of the Dugu family, and even the eight priests of the Witch God Temple, all the witch attendants, but they did not dare to treat it as an idleness, some were shocked for a while, some were afraid, and some were happy.

The black shadow behind Nemoha exuded a terrifying and strange aura, like an invisible cold wind, sweeping across the Black Mountain, and everyone's hearts seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze, quite depressed for no reason, this ominous meaning was like coming from the Nine Netherworlds, which made people shudder.

This corpse soul puppet, even if it is Dugu Wuqiu and Huangfu Ziying, and other characters are unheard of, and now they suddenly see Nemaha using this method, although they don't know it, they can also faintly guess that this method is not trivial, and even if the two of them look at it, they feel irrepressibly frightened.

"Dugu has no desire, if you expose your grievances and honestly stay in Shiyuan Peak to be a shrinking turtle, this seat is not enough to uproot your Dugu family for the sake of Qingling Zhensan, but it's a pity, you don't have the strength to kill my witch temple, don't blame this seat, if you don't hand over Qingling Zhensan today, you will blame this seat for being ruthless, and you will all be killed here." ”

Above the air, Nemaha said indifferently.

Dugu Wuqiu has always been concise and to the point, domineering and leaking, flying up, shouting: "You kill and try!"

Nemoha's face sank, and the black shadow behind him instantly blocked Dugu Wuqiu's way, and the arm holding the long knife swept suddenly, so fast that Dugu Wuqiu was difficult to react at the first time, and a deep blood mark appeared on his chest, falling from mid-air.

All the furniture of the Dugu family has changed color.

"Brother Dugu!"

"Father!"

"Head of the house!"

Huangfu Ziying was the first to rise to the sky, taking the falling Dugu Wuqiu in his arms, and after landing steadily, all the children of the Dugu family were anxious, and they all gathered, and all the elders hurriedly worked together to treat Dugu Wuqiu's injuries.

The knife of the corpse soul puppet seems to be ordinary, but in fact it implies an ominous power, which is the power of the devil.

Cultivation is to the realm of the Dao, it is almost immortal, even if it is deeply traumatized, it can be healed quickly, but this terrifying scar on Dugu Wuqiu's chest was eroded by the magic power of that knife, and it could not be restored at all for a while, and it became more and more intense, and the old people were tired and sweaty, and they could only curb the spread of this terrible magic power, making it difficult for it to continue to erode Dugu Wuqiu's flesh and blood, and could not repair and heal it.

Dugu Wuqiu closed his eyes, his brows were tightly locked, obviously quite painful, and the children of the Dugu family who watched it were secretly worried.

Seeing this, Chu Changge looked around at everyone and asked, "Who has an immortal weapon?"

Unknown power, only Haoran power can be restrained.

Everyone looked at each other.

Huangfu Ziying hurriedly said, "I have." With a flip of his palm, a simple small tripod appeared in his hand.

This is not an immortal weapon handed down by the Huangfu family, but Huangfu Ziying once traveled to a dilapidated ancient immortal mansion and got it by chance.

This small tripod is a broken thing, missing a foot, but although it is mutilated, it is still a rare immortal weapon.

Chu Changge took Xiao Ding from Huangfu Ziying's hand, urging his mighty power, emitting a weak and simple light covering Dugu Wuqiu's wound, and the rolled flesh and blood gradually had a healing momentum.

Everyone was overjoyed, Nangong Qingyang burst into tears, and he was about to bow down to Chu Changge.

Chu Changge held him up and shook his head with a smile.

Dugu Wuqiu slowly opened his eyes and said weakly: "Thank you...... Chu Shaoxia. ”

In mid-air, Nemaha watched coldly, and snorted: "Dugu Wuqiu, don't be busy thanking you first, you will all die here today, or leave your words to go to Huangquan Road!"

The corpse puppet stood tall in the sky, waving its eight arms in unison, and several rays of light slashed down.

Huangfu Ziying hurriedly encouraged his long sleeves to roll up, and when he first touched the light of light, his clothes were suddenly scattered, and he himself also suffered a heavy blow, a mouthful of blood sprayed wildly, and he fell to his knees half-kneeling, his face purple.

Everyone in the Dugu family felt deep despair.

What is this black shadow, the power is so terrifying!

Dugu Wuqiu and Huangfu Ziying are both first-class masters in the world, but they can't even resist a round, and they are hit hard one after another.

"Dugu Wuqiu, this seat will give you another chance to hand over the Qingling Zhen, otherwise, I will teach you to die without a whole body and be buried under the Black Mountain for a long time!"

Nemaha shouted.

Dugu Wuqiu said coldly: "Nemoha, haven't you woken up yet? My Dugu family is iron-clad, and I have never groveled to demons, how can I be coerced by you?

His voice was weak, but he had an earth-shaking momentum, and all the people in the Dugu family were enthusiastic, and they shouted angrily to the sky: "Devil, if you have a kind of you, you will kill us all!"

Nemaha sneered: "Since you are rushing to die, if this seat is not the beauty of an adult, wouldn't you not know how to lift." ”

As soon as the words fell, the corpse puppet suddenly swept down.

This black shadow is too terrifying, although all the children of the Dugu family have the courage to die, they are still inevitably afraid, and they all retreat backwards.

Chu Changge frowned, if the hall master of this Witch God Temple controlled this corpse soul puppet to kill, I am afraid that no one would be able to stop him here, and he stood in front of the corpse soul puppet at the moment, raised his head and smiled: "Chu doesn't know what you are proud of, I see that your corpse soul puppet is nothing more than that." ”

Nemoha's face changed, but it was only for a moment, and the next moment he showed a smile and said, "It's really rare that you can recognize the corpse soul puppet, this technique has never been revealed, and others have never seen it at all, how did you know about it?"

"This is the secret art of the ancient witch clan, and you didn't create it yourself, so it's so strange that I can recognize it. Chu Changge said contemptuously: "You demonic puppet, you are really nondescript, the orthodox demonic corpse puppet was a demon in his lifetime, and you are just a person who has entered the devil, so I am embarrassed to take it out and get an axe, and laugh generously." ”

Nemaha said angrily, "You are really looking for death!"

The corpse puppet slashed out!

Everyone in the Dugu family couldn't help but sink when they saw it.

Even the two Dao Realms were seriously injured under the attack of this black shadow.

No matter how unfathomable Chu Changge was, everyone didn't think that he would be spared.

Some people can't even bear to look at it anymore, so they tilt their heads and close their eyes.

While!

A metal crash followed.

The terrifying knife of the corpse soul puppet stayed outside Chu Changge's flesh and blood, and it was difficult to make an inch.

The crowd was in an uproar!