In the altar, Chenkun's entire body was shrouded in black mist, and in the black mist, a blood-red light flashed from time to time and attacked the surrounding puppets. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Whenever those puppets were hit by this red blood light, they would always leave a scar on their bodies, and after a few more attacks, they would become scarred and crumbling as if they were going to fall at any time, but these golems were lifeless, and the injuries to their bodies did not feel anything to them.

Even though they were scarred, they still rushed towards Chenkun one after another, preventing Chenkun from approaching the giant ding in the center of the altar.

"Damn!" When Chenkun killed another puppet, he found that more puppets continued to rush towards him, which made him curse: "Old ghost, are you just looking at it?"

After a while, an old voice came from him: "I can't help it, I said a long time ago, the prohibition here restricts me, and I can't help you, now I can only rely on yourself!"

"You said that there are puppets here, and you also said that there are a lot of puppets here, but you didn't say that the puppets here will appear in a steady stream, this young master has killed at least twenty puppets, but these puppets have not decreased, but have more!" Chen Kun's face at this time was a little not good-looking, although his strong magic skills were enough to protect himself in the siege of these puppets, but if he continued to fight like this, let alone rush to the side of Juding, I am afraid that he will be consumed alive halfway through!

"How is it possible to get a chance against the sky, to get married, and not to take risks?" the old voice sounded again; "Besides, these puppets ......"

However, he stopped halfway through this, and soon heard him say: "Hey, the divine soul mark I left behind is gone, it's not good, someone is coming!"

Hearing this, Chenkun's face changed greatly: "Someone is coming? How can someone come here, didn't you say that when this place is hidden, no one knows about it except you?"

Not to mention that these two people changed together, let alone Fang Zhe and Elder Feng's side.

Elder Feng frowned and looked at the slight black qi that dissipated from his fingertips: "It seems that the person who took the lead is still a ghost cultivator of the evil sect!"

"Let's go, let's speed up, otherwise the night will be long and dreamy!" When Elder Feng spoke, he had already sped up and galloped forward.

When Fang Zhe saw this scene, he also sped up and followed.

After a while, they just left the passage, and thus appeared in a huge, gray world, although this world was huge, but Fang Zhe sensed with his divine sense, this place was not an independent small space or something, but a very pure huge karst cave.

It's not the sky that is gray above, it's the roof of the cave.

However, when he first arrived here, Fang Zhe was not concerned about whether this place was an independent small space or just a huge cave, the first thing he saw was the huge altar in front of him.

The huge altar and the pale cyan protective shield that shrouded the altar were quite conspicuous, so much so that Fang Zhe saw this huge altar at first glance, as well as the hundred-zhang tall giant dome in the center of the altar.

However, soon, his face changed slightly, because even though he was still far away and could not see it really because of the protective shield of the altar, he could still clearly see that there was a black mist entwined inside the altar, and there were dozens of puppets around the black mist.

This black mist was not an ordinary black mist, but exuded a huge magical aura.

That's a demon cultivator!

After noticing this situation, Fang Zhe used his divine sense to carefully sense the breath inside, and soon even showed an unbelievable expression, because he knew whose breath it was, and he could even be said to be impressed.

It was the breath of dust.

After cultivating for more than a hundred years, although Fang Zhe had seen a lot of demon cultivators, there were only two demon cultivators that really made him remember, one was the Zhao Guoyuan Demon Sect Master Wuji Venerable who was still on the periphery of the Zhao Kingdom's Luoxian Mountain Range and was teleported to the depths of the Luoxian Mountain Range to perform a mission.

It was a mid-Yuan Infant monk who was known as the first monk of Zhao State, and his magic skills were unfathomable, which made other Yuan Infant monks of Zhao Kingdom jealous.

If the Wuji Venerable made Fang Zhe remember deeply because of his profound cultivation, then the second dust kun that made Fang Zhe remember deeply was this person's strange and perverted strength.

He has seen a lot of demon cultivators, and he also knows that demon cultivators are relatively strong among cultivators of the same level, but it is really the first time he has seen a demon cultivator who is so strong as Chenkun.

It's not even just the scope of demon cultivation, among the many cultivators of the same level he has met in his more than a hundred years of cultivation, there are only two people who really make him jealous, one is He Lin, the Ziyuan Palace monk he met in the Bao family back then, and the other is Chenkun.

In the only two encounters, Fang Zhe was unable to get benefits from He Lin and Chenkun even with his sword cultivation powers.

Such a person, it is difficult for Fang Zhe not to remember it.

It's just that he always thought that Chenkun was still on the side of the Luoxian Mountain Range, or that he had returned to Zhao Kingdom, but he didn't expect to see Chenkun in Qizhou, especially in Chongyang Wonderland.

Could it be that he also came to Qizhou through that ancient super teleportation array?

Perhaps seeing the look of surprise on Fang Zhe's face, Elder Feng on the side asked, "Do you recognize that demon cultivator inside the formation?"

Chenkun was in the altar formation, and the movement of fighting with the puppet was so loud that Fang Zhe could find that Elder Feng could see it at a glance.

Fang Zhe didn't intend to hide it, and immediately nodded: "The junior confirmed that he is our Zhao State monk, named Chenkun, and his demonic skills far surpass those of the same level!"

Even if Fang Zhe didn't say that Chenkun's strength was far beyond that of the same level, Elder Feng could also tell from the battle between Chenkun and dozens of puppets in the altar formation that Chenkun's strength was not simple.

Elder Feng stared inside and took a closer look and said, "No matter what, you must not let him get the treasures in the Juding first, without further ado, you can go!"

Fang Zhe nodded, according to the agreement between him and Elder Feng, he was going to enter the formation prohibition in the final stage to collect the treasures, this was not just a transaction, it was actually a threat.

Elder Feng took a lot of effort to bring Fang Zhe here, and along the way, Fang Zhe also got a lot of benefits, just the demon pill of the ninth-level demon beast and various elixir materials made Fang Zhe take a lot.

Not to mention, Elder Feng also promised to give him a elixir that would help him get married.

At this time, if Fang Zhe retreated, Elder Feng would not agree no matter what.

At this point, Fang Zhe no longer had any way out, even if there were many puppets of the Great Perfection of the Dan Stage in front of him, even if there was Chenkun inside, he had to enter hard.

Immediately, he just galloped away with the Flying Sword, directly penetrating the cyan light curtain on the periphery of the altar and entering the altar, and as soon as he entered the altar, suddenly many puppets appeared around him out of thin air, and then they all came towards Fang Zhe.

Moreover, these puppets have paid off the Great Perfection cultivation of the Dan Period!