Lin Fan saw Qingming take out a dagger that exuded spiritual power from the storage bag, and Qingming said: This is a top-grade spiritual weapon dagger called Dark Dust, which was made by an elder of my family to restrain this puppet, as long as you try to attract the puppet as much as possible and give me the opportunity to insert the dark dust into the location of the spirit stone, I can destroy the formation inside.

Lin Fan nodded and said helplessly: You have to hurry up, I'm afraid that this puppet is too strong, and I can't stop it.

As soon as Qingming retreated, Lin Fan felt the pressure doubled, and the phoenix was reluctant to force the puppet back, and found that it had no effect on the puppet at all, although the puppet had no weapon in his hand, but the worst materials in the body of this puppet were all high-grade spiritual weapons, these high-grade materials were refined together, and there were immortal stones as spiritual power, every time the puppet punched, Lin Fan had to deal with it carefully, but he was still hit by the puppet a few punches, fortunately, Xiangyun Jia resisted most of the attacks for himself, and he was not seriously injured, but the aura on Xiangyun Armor was greatly reduced, and many places have been sunken。

Suddenly, Lin Fan felt a strong force coming from his chest, Lin Fan secretly screamed badly, the whole body was like a heavy blow, blood spit out from his mouth, when Lin Fan fell to the ground, he thought that the puppet would take the opportunity to chase after him, strong spiritual power fluctuations came from the direction of Qingming, and he saw a blood-red light emanating from Qingming's hand, the puppet seemed to have discovered Qingming's threat to himself, gave up Lin Fan and rushed towards Qingming, Lin Fan quickly stood up, only to see that the best spiritual weapon called Dark Dust emitted a blood-red thing like a sword blade, and the entire dagger seemed to have turned into a sword, Qingming slashed at the puppet's arm, and Lin Fan found that there was a crack on the puppet's arm, I didn't expect this dark dust to be so powerful, how could the puppet that didn't leave a wound just now appear wounds so easily, Lin Fan heard Qingming shouting: Senior Brother Lin, come and help me, I can't support this dark dust for long now.

Lin Fan saw that there were beads of sweat on Qingming's head gritting his teeth, his originally somewhat delicate face was full of hideousness, and his two fingers hit the puppet like two pillars, Lin Fan had to use his two fingers to seal the god when he found that it was too late to catch up when the puppet rushed towards Qingming, Lin Fan found that the puppet's body did not shake after receiving the two-finger god, and his left fist continued to fight towards Qingming.

Qingming held up the dark dust and shouted, the dark dust fell towards the puppet's fist, and with a loud bang, Qingming flew backwards like a balloon, but Lin Fan saw that the puppet had retreated until a hundred meters before he heard it, and his left fist seemed to have been cut off in half, and four fingers fell to the ground.