"Roar!"

The blood soul puppet's jumping figure was instantly impacted by this blue-gold brilliance and flew backwards.

In front of him, the black manden flashed out, and it was Wang Mo who was hidden on the side.

In the face of this kind of monster that has no spiritual intelligence and can only obey the command of the divine sense, Wang Mo did not have the slightest fear under his feet, and his body turned into a black arrow and shot straight away.

As he rushed forward, his right palm poked straight out, and it was covered with a layer of fine cyan scales, and the golden arc filled the surface, and it instantly came out of his palm with a crackling sound.

The Thunder Palm with a radius of about one zhang roared and struck the Blood Soul Puppet with a roar.

Even though it was suddenly hit hard, the Blood Soul Golem still danced with six bone blades, and frantically shot out the blood-colored blades, slashing towards the Thunder Palm.

The Thunder Palm and the Blood Blade slashed, and the pops rang out one after another, blasting out fierce fluctuations of vitality.

Wang Mo's eyes froze, his right hand slapped out again, and in an instant, he ran away from his palm.

This is not the end, its wrists slapped one after another, and several thunder giants came out together.

Originally, Zhenyuan was a little unable to make ends meet, and Wang Mo condensed so many thunder palms at once, only to feel that his body was hollowed out, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Hurriedly turned out an elixir entrance, and then felt a little better.

Thundered!

After suffering heavy blows one after another, all those blood blades were wiped out, and the blood soul puppet was directly blasted into the stone wall by the Thunder Palm, and the smoke and dust completely covered it.

Looking at the halberd tail exposed in the pile of rubble, Wang Mo's heart moved, and the halberd tail only trembled slightly, and did not fly out automatically.

"Humph!"

Wang Mo snorted coldly at the end of his nose, the gray light on his forehead flashed, and an invisible fluctuation passed towards the battle halberd.

As this fluctuation came out, the halberd let out a humming sound, and then violently shook.

There was a clattering sound, and the rubble shot out, and the halberd slowly poked out from the inside.

And behind the rubble, the hideous body of the blood soul puppet flashed, and the bones of the body were densely covered with fine cracks, which were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thick bone tail behind him was wrapping around the war halberd, and it was obviously this thing that trapped it, so that the magic treasure that Wang Mo had cultivated could not fly back automatically.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect that under such a heavy blow, the Blood Soul Puppet would still be able to stand, depending on the situation, and also have the ability to fight back.

Glancing vaguely at the sky above, the prohibition outside the courtyard was already crumbling under the attack of the nine Yin Spirits, and it was about to be attacked.

"Roar!"

The Blood Soul Puppet let out a roar, and walked towards Wang Mo with two bone feet, and the cracks on his body disappeared with each step, but the aura on his body was gradually weakening.

"I see!" Wang Mo sensed it slightly, and found the clue.

Just as people have a return to light, although this ghost thing has no spiritual intelligence, but when it was not fully fused before, a large amount of demonic qi did not condense and scattered all over its torso.

And now in this situation, the Blood Soul Puppet just has those scattered demonic qi to support its instincts, and the prohibition set by Jiang Zhenhua in its body has already been stabbed to pieces by that halberd.

Knock knock, the blood soul puppet only walked seven or eight steps away, the rift on its body had been completely healed, but its color had turned gray, and the scarlet light in its eyes was also dimmed, and finally extinguished, just standing there straight.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and his mind moved slightly, and the battle halberd turned into a streamer of light and fell into his hand.

With a clattering sound, the Blood Soul Golem collapsed into a cloud of gray-white broken bones.

Holding the halberd, Wang Mo looked up, only to see that the prohibition in the sky had been shattered, and nine yin ghosts and ghosts rushed down in an instant.

With a slight movement of his left hand, the Night Demon Hidden Cloak came again, the black light flashed, and Wang Mo's figure disappeared in place.

......

"Bastard!"

Jiang Zhenhua, who was fighting with Yang Kaifeng and others in another place, only felt a buzz in his mind, and a sharp pain instantly spread all over the sea of knowledge, and only before he could curse, the demonic qi cover poured out, and he fell into a trance.

At this time, there were only four people who were fighting with the law, including Yang Kaifeng and other four advanced cultivators, and even Yang Weihong had fallen.

Seeing that the opportunity was coming, everyone was willing to let it go, and they all offered the strongest killer weapon, and roared in the middle

Jiang Zhenhua killed.

At this time, Jiang Zhenhua, because of the sudden sharp pain, made his divine sense unstable for a while, and where could the demonic qi shield he sacrificed in his hurry prevent the four of them from attacking together.

Fortunately, Yang Kaifeng's continuous fight with the four of them was already the end of the crossbow, even if they were the strongest means, but they only broke the demonic qi cover, and when the aftermath of the final attack hit Jiang Zhenhua's body, it had no much effect.

Jiang Zhenhua's divine sense cultivation is not weak, and he has already sobered up with this delay, looking at the four people who killed him again, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Just now, in the midst of his sea of consciousness, he actually lost the sense of the blood soul puppet, and it was a fairly clean kind that was killed.

At the same time as the anger in his heart, a wave of jealousy and suspicion also rose.

A little blood soul banner in the air under his hand, the demonic qi gushed out, and instantly lit up nine clusters of blood-colored brilliance, and when he was about to shoot out, the blood soul banner trembled suddenly, and the original nine light clusters were extinguished in an instant, and the other two of them were also faintly appearing, as if they were going to be extinguished at any time.

Seeing such a scene, Jiang Zhenhua was stunned at first, and then came to his senses, his face was gloomy like water, his eyes burst with blood-red light, and he roared fiercely: "This sect is going to kill you!"

Before the words fell, the blood soul banner in his hand shook weakly, forcing the four of them to retreat, and he no longer cared about the four of them, and the demonic qi surged and fell downwards in a flash.

Yang Kaifeng and the four of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Yang Daoyou, look ......" One of the emaciated middle-aged men, with a faint glint flashing in his eyes, looked at Yang Kaifeng.

The other two also looked at him, clearly understanding the meaning of his words.

"Three Daoists, according to the opinion of this sect, don't have those thoughts, no matter who wins the two of them, will they give us a chance?" Yang Kaifeng looked bitter, looked at the dilapidated City Lord's Mansion below, and said with a lonely expression.

Because the city lord's mansion is located in the center of the city, and it is also the center of the great war, and the people are fighting here, which has made the eyes below full of desolation.

Coupled with the ravages of Xuanyin's blood poison, there are only one in the city lord's mansion who can survive, and only a dozen or so foundation building monks barely escaped, and half of them are seriously injured.

When the three of them heard this, Qi Qi's face was awe-inspiring, they didn't think about the result of the battle between the two, if the two of them were defeated, it would be the best, they just happened to take advantage of the fisherman.

If one of them is defeated, and the battle is so fierce, the surviving man must be seriously wounded, and where can he be their opponent.

Even though the three of them are also at the end of the crossbow now, the rumored fifth-order elixir and the rewards given by the major sects are stimulating their minds all the time.

In the depths of the hearts of the three people, the flame of greed, which was originally only one breath, swelled in an instant.

The three of them glanced at each other, exchanged a vague look, and then fell not far to the west, and said to Yang Kaifeng before leaving: "I still hope that Yang Daoyou will think twice!"

Looking at their expressions, Yang Kaifeng knew what he was thinking, but he really didn't dare to take this risk, for the meaning of his words, in addition to inviting him to go with him, there was also a warning.

But at this time, Yang Kaifeng had already made up his mind and didn't care about anything anymore.

Originally, because of Jiang Zhenhua's incident, he had already been hit hard, if something happened to him again, I am afraid that the Yang family would collapse from now on, and the Yang family, who was only the foundation building monk, would disappear into the chaotic demon domain sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Yang Kaifeng didn't hesitate too much, and his figure spread out and fell towards a solemn building in the city lord's mansion.

But looking at the forbidden brilliance around this building, intact, you know that this is the place where the Yang family focuses on protection.

The dozen or so members of the Yang family who were still trapped in the City Lord's Mansion below saw him coming, and hurriedly rushed towards him, but he waved his hand to stop.

These dozen or so monks may be the only remaining clansmen of the Yang family, seeing his gloomy face, they didn't dare to come forward to disturb him, and let him go, just watching from a distance.

Yang Kaifeng took out a bottle of elixir and poured it into his mouth, and his feet kept coming to the door, and he pinched out a mysterious magic trick with both hands and entered the prohibition.

As soon as the magic method Guanghuafu was submerged in the prohibition, the heavy gate creaked, and it automatically opened, and a cold aura inside instantly roared out.

As if he didn't realize it, Yang Kaifeng walked into it quickly, until he was in front of a futon, the futon fell to the ground with a bang, and kowtowed suddenly: "Yang Kaifeng, a descendant of the unscrupulous, knows no one and brings great disasters to the family, I implore the ancestors to forgive me!"

Bang bang bang bang knocked his head nine times in succession, and then he straightened up.

I saw a tall incense case in front of it, and there were more than a dozen black spiritual seats on it, and this was the Yang family ancestral hall.

With both hands pinching the trick to the incense case, I saw that the light on it was flickering, and a one-foot-square stone platform slowly protruded, and a piece of dark jade talisman was placed on it.

Seeing the jade talisman, Yang Kaifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it into his hand, with a look of resentment in his eyes, and said fiercely: "Jiang Zhenhua, even if you can control my city protection array, you will never be able to fully control it, destroying my Yang family's thousands of years of foundation, I will definitely spread this matter throughout the entire Demon Domain, so that your Blood Soul Sect will never have peace!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Kaifeng bit the tip of his tongue violently, and spit out a stream of essence blood and sprayed it on the jade talisman with a snort.

As soon as the essence and blood touched the jade talisman, it disappeared into it in the blink of an eye, and then saw the jade talisman tremble slightly, and instantly broke away from its palm and pierced through the roof, flying upward.

Looking at the direction in which the jade talisman was leaving, Yang Kaifeng smiled coldly, got up quickly, and went out with a flick of his big sleeves.

Looking at the remaining dozen or so clansmen, his face became even more gloomy, but he still asked with a little expectation, "Is there anyone else?"

"Back to ...... Go home, it's gone!" The person who was staring at him trembled and couldn't help crying slightly.

"Bastard!" Even though he already had a guess in his heart, Yang Kaifeng only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, but fortunately, he endured it, glanced at the people present, and gritted his teeth word by word: "Pack up your things and go!"

Where do everyone dare to be lazy, they can't wait to leave this place like a ghostly domain as soon as possible.