Seeing this situation, a feeling of powerlessness arose in Yan Dansong's heart.

The size of this metal puppet was less than one-tenth of the metal puppet that Chu Nadong had driven back then, but its strength was still not to be underestimated, roughly equivalent to the strength of the mid-to-late stage immortal cultivators of Jindan.

The success of Yandan Songjie Dan has not been more than ten years, and it is still the strength of Jindan first-class.

The Jindan period is also divided into ten levels, the realm of one to three levels is the early stage of Jindan, the fourth to sixth level is the middle stage of Jindan, the seventh and eighty-nine is the late stage of Jindan, and the tenth level is the peak of Jindan.

Generally speaking, immortal cultivators of the same realm can still fight according to the strength of the exercises and the power of the spells they cultivate. But if you cross the realm, even if it is a third-level Jindan monk and a fourth-level, although it is only one level apart, it is a whole realm apart, and there is a huge gap between its mood, perception, and mana flow speed, and it is difficult for a third-level Jindan monk to defeat a fourth-level Jindan monk.

Yan Dansong is only the first level of Jindan, but the iron man is roughly the strength of the sixth or seventh level of Jindan, and his body is hard and strong. The two of them were killed, and although Yan Dansong said that he would not be killed in an instant, he did not have the slightest certainty of retreating from the whole body - in terms of common sense, the four Jindan early stage cultivators joined forces and were not necessarily the opponents of a mid-stage Jindan immortal cultivator!

The situation is at stake, and the metal golem may strike at any time. Only Feng Ling, who has a fifth-level cultivation of the foundation, will definitely not be able to receive a full blow from the puppet.

However, this child's father is my benefactor, and when his heirs are dying, how can I stand idly by?

Yan Dansong's mind was racing, and he had a plan in an instant. So he no longer hesitated, and immediately flapped his fire wings, and flew to Feng Ling's side as quickly as a meteor.

Seeing the patriarch of the Jindan period coming to help, Feng Ling was overjoyed, bowed down to Yan Dansong and bowed deeply, revealing a pleading look, "Patriarch, please, save my Yun'er!"

Yan Dansong raised his arm slightly, and an invisible soft force suddenly helped Feng Ling up. Then he made a move with his hand, took out a wide-backed long knife from the storage artifact in his hand, and said to Feng Ling: "Xiao Feng Ling, don't panic, with my old man here, no one can hurt his child today!"

This knife is extraordinary! It is five feet long and eight inches wide, and its whole body is fiery red.

The blade is covered with fire patterns, engraved with countless mysterious runes, and a fiery red beast crystal is embedded in the hilt.

The name of the knife is Red Flame, the grade is a medium-grade magic weapon, it is the relic of the previous ancestor, and it has been inherited by the patriarchs of the Yanzhi Island, and I don't know how many krakens have been killed in the previous sea tide riots!

With the red flame in his hand, Yan Dansong seemed to have completely changed into a person, his bare eyebrows were upside down, his red hair was scattered, and a domineering and magnificent momentum rose to the sky, and everyone present suddenly felt a heavy coercion coming to him.

This is the momentum of a real Jindan monk, and the monks who build the foundation are forced by its momentum, and they all show their eyes of worship.

However, those children who were only in the Qi training period could not bear this kind of coercion, and only felt that their legs trembled, their feet were soft and their hands were soft, and they involuntarily retreated into the distance.

Yan Dansong was ready for battle, and as soon as the metal puppet moved, he rushed forward. Say anything, you have to support me and rescue Chu Yun.

Since the patriarch has taken out his famous weapon, he will definitely do his best to save Yun'er. Feng Ling's heart was relieved, and then he was shocked to realize that all the powerhouses of the Yan Relics had rushed here, and then he found a trace of abnormality - this metal puppet was very unusual today, and two blue beams of light shot out from the two huge eye sockets, enveloping Chu Yun's body, but he did not immediately attack.

The metal puppet's unusual behavior not only attracted Feng Ling's attention, but Yan Dansong also looked surprised. However, he did not dare to enter the low wall of death recklessly, so he had to concentrate on the stalemate with the puppet.

The blue beam of light enveloped Chu Yun's body, as if searching for something on Chu Yun's body, and the beam gradually turned into a blue halo the size of a bucket, starting from the top of Chu Yun's head, sliding down from top to bottom in a fixed rhythm, and it took a full minute to reach the soles of his feet, and then disappeared suddenly. But a buzzing sound was heard, and a strange language suddenly came out of the metal golem's abdomen.

It's a strange language, with a deep and rhythmic voice. However, the people present couldn't understand it at all, but Feng Ling looked like she didn't understand, and the look of panic on her face disappeared, and she changed it to a puzzled expression.

"Holy Maiden Fengling, what is this metal puppet talking about?" Yan Fengling knows the ancient language, and has communicated with Chu Nadong, if you want to understand the meaning of the metal puppet, even if it is the patriarch, you have to ask Feng Ling for advice.

"Hui Yu Patriarch, what this metal puppet said is indeed an ancient language, but what Feng Ling said also seems to understand or not, 'Brother En's forehead matches correctly, afraid of death!' The four words 'match correctly' are authentic ancient sayings, but the concubine body doesn't quite understand what this 'Brother En' and this 'fear of death' mean!" Feng Ling hurriedly replied.

"'Brother En's forehead matches correctly, I'm afraid of death!'" Hearing Feng Ling's translation, everyone present suddenly fell into thought. "Could it be that this metal puppet's name is Di En'e, and he is afraid of death?" said a foundation-building monk to himself thoughtfully.

Chu Yun was still in danger, Feng Ling was not in the mood to decipher this strange language with everyone, and said to Yan Dansong: "Patriarch, this metal puppet has not launched an attack, and it seems that there is no ill will towards Yun'er. However, if the gentleman does not stand under the wall, the concubine body still hurriedly calls back Chu Yunwei, if there is any change in that thing, he will have to bother the patriarch to help. ”

Yan Dansong had this intention, and immediately bowed his head to signal, Feng Ling's heart was relieved, and he immediately called softly: "Yun'er, don't be nervous, you turn around slowly!

Chu Yun fell into the low wall, thinking that he was going to die, but he didn't know that he was not attacked by the iron man, and his heart was pounding, and he was covered in cold sweat. When Feng Ling and the patriarch arrived, their pale face turned slightly bloody.

Hearing his mother's gentle call this time, Chu Yun slowly turned around, and with the rhythm of his mother's tone, he crept up the wall slowly, and then slowly slipped from the wall to the ground, and it took half an hour in this short distance.

Chu Yun's round little chubby face was full of fear, but his movements were not out of shape in the slightest. The whole process of action was calm, slow but rhythmic, and he gently crossed the wall like a light tanuki, and the strength of his mind made the monks of the foundation building a great amazement.

The foundation building monks waited nervously outside the death wall, staring at the metal puppet without turning their eyes, and Yan Dansong was even more ready to attack at any time.

However, from beginning to end, until Chu Yun threw himself into Feng Ling's arms, the metal puppet did not move in the slightest, could it be that this big iron man changed to a vegetarian diet?

In front of this group of strong people, the children in the capable qi period naturally did not even dare to come out, and quietly hid in the corner of the courtyard gate one by one, feeling uneasy.

Yan Jizu had a ghost in his heart, and when he saw the old man coming here, he was even more shocked and sweated coldly, and quietly hid behind the children.

When Chu Yun sat on the low wall of death, Yan Jizu already regretted it in his heart, this time it was over, because of his own reasons, this little slut was actually in danger of life and death, if he was really killed by the iron man, he would definitely not be able to escape the punishment of the clan.

Yan Jizu regretted it, his intestines were all blue!

The patriarch has always been friendly with the Holy Maiden, and is known as the number one cultivation genius of the Yan clan today, Yan Jizu's brain is definitely not too stupid, how dare he really break Chu Yun's dog's leg.

However, those two spirit stones were dazzling in vain, knowing that Yan Peng's two spirit stones were not so easy to take, but he was not angry at being calculated. So he thought about these two spirit stones, so that Yan Peng would suffer a secret loss.

This kid came up with an idea as soon as he patted his head, and agreed to Yan Peng's request, but privately asked his attendant to notify Aunt Feng Ling to come to the rescue. He delayed a little longer, just waiting for Aunt Feng Ling to come to the rescue, but he couldn't break his oath, even if he beat Chu Yun up, as long as he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, presumably the old man wouldn't care too much.

But things turned out far more than the step-grandfather expected. Chu Yun, a slut, was really difficult, he actually retreated from the enemy with urine and mud, and he almost escaped under the siege of many Qi cultivators.