Everything was quiet, whether it was a saint or an ordinary cultivator, they were speechless for a while, and they couldn't say to themselves at all, this puppet was really terrifying.

was turned into powder by thousands of thunders, even if the saint entered, he didn't dare to say that he was safe and sound.

But how strong is the crushed puppet, it is just an ant, it has just stepped into the realm of respecting ancestors, compared to the saint, the gap cannot be calculated, it is fundamentally different, the saint can wipe out countless existences with a wave of his hand, and it is not worth mentioning.

But now they saw something that was enough to hurt the saint's power, but not the puppet in the slightest.

How can you fight this, isn't it looking for death?

The general attack of a saint can't kill a mere ancestor, such a result is enough to make people desperate, even if it is an injury for an injury, these puppets and an ancestor are enough to be invincible under the saint, so isn't it enough to make a quasi-saint fall like this, such a result is frustrating.

The puppet, the silver puppet, no one knows what kind of material it is made of, mysterious and terrifying, in just a few hundred years, it has completed the accumulation of thousands of living beings for endless years.

With the help of the fire Chinese of other creatures, they made themselves stronger, and the blue was better than the blue.

Until now, even the saints feel their scalps tingle when they see it, which is really a shocking thing, making people desperate and helpless.

Never before has there ever been such a terrifying creature!

Even if it's a dragon, even if it's a phoenix, even if it's a star clan or a demon clan born in the stars, it's far inferior to them.

An indelible body, an unfathomable potential, a transcendent talent......

All of this made this monster an incredible existence, an almost perfect being, and at this moment, everyone saw despair, even the three Supreme Genius Venerables shuddered, and this ending made their hearts feel like they had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

From the initial confidence to the current panic, I don't know what to do.

Not only them, but even the seven saints and several local powerhouses in the saint realm felt heavy in their hearts, and they all felt a sense of disbelief.

Depressed, dull, as if it were the breath before death came.

Originally, many elated and confident cultivators only felt like Mount Tai pressing on the top, like black clouds pressing down on the city, making it difficult for people to breathe all the time.

It's the breath of despair!

No, no, look, that guy seems to have shrunk a bit, but it's not really intact!

Just when everyone was desperate and almost wanted to give up resistance, a surprised voice suddenly came, just like a clear spring flowing into the dry heart, and in the blink of an eye, tens of millions of cultivators' immeasurable divine consciousness exploded, all converging on the puppet that had been destroyed once before.

That's right, it really narrowed a little, although it was only insignificant, and the gap that couldn't be sensed if you didn't feel it seriously, it made everyone cheer.

If there is harm, it means that they are not invincible, and it means that they still have hope.

Don't be afraid of small damage, as long as there is harm, if you can't see hope, it's despair, even if there is only a little hope, that's hope, many cultivators have enough self-confidence, as long as they can kill, then they can win, this is the self-confidence accumulated by countless beings for hundreds of millions of years.

Kill, keep killing, keep killing it completely, and wait until there's nothing left to see how they recover......

Yes, damn puppet, kill my brother, and I'm going to divide the ranks with you today to see if you're really immortal......

Kill, kill, keep shooting......

......

Countless roars came, like a landslide and tsunami, and suddenly erupted.

Boom, boom......

There are also many thunderbolts in the heavens and the earth, all of which have converged in the past, tens of millions and billions, completely submerging the three-zhang sized figure.

By the time the thunder had cleared, the figure had completely disappeared.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the place where the puppet had disappeared, and they didn't dare to come out.

Finally, in the expectant gaze of everyone, the puppet revived again, and countless divine senses swarmed in, scrambling for the lead, but there was silence.

Rumble!

Then, in the next moment, the silence completely dissipated, and countless voices erupted, and countless cultivators were red with excitement.

It's really like that, they succeeded, they succeeded.

This time, the puppet's body was a hundred times more worn out than the last time, although it was still insignificant, but this meant that their guess was true, as long as they continued, when the puppet disappeared completely, no matter how weird it was, it would be impossible to resurrect it.

Do it!

A voice rang out, and the thunder grew more and more furious.

The first batch of puppets who entered here were almost wiped out, with an indestructible forbidden Dao pattern array in front of them, and a vast thunder flame overhead, underground magma gushing, and flames rising above their heads.

Fortunately, these puppets didn't know how to speak, otherwise, the screams would not have shaken the heavens and the earth, and they might have rushed out of the road to heaven.

Destroyed again and again, reborn again and again, each time these puppets will be a little weaker.

Although this speed is very slow and slow, so that many mortals do not see a puppet completely destroyed until they die, but for cultivators, the most important thing is time, they have enough time and enough energy to spend it, waiting for this puppet to be completely destroyed.

At the same time, the huge world entrance was also slowly expanding, and the number of legions coming from the rear was huge, and the thousand-mile entrance could only accommodate 100,000 puppets, and their number was countless times that of this number.

Boom, boom, boom......

A terrible roar rang out, and each time it widened the entrance a little, and though it was getting harder and harder, it was unwavering.

Kill, kill, kill!

Countless people have gone crazy, tens of millions of cultivators, divided into three waves to attack, each doing their best, magic spells curse secret methods, all in all, all kinds of yin damage, terrifying attacks emerge one after another, and fortunately this is a puppet, otherwise, the army of cultivators who turned into any cultivator would have already collapsed.

With the help of the essence provided by this huge world, burning a world and constructing countless patterns is an almost indestructible force, even if the leading blood-colored figure tries its best to attack, it can't be broken in a short time.

What's more, he was powerless to make a move at all, because a saint rose into the air to block the blood-colored puppet.

Although the puppet is extremely powerful, almost in the realm of a pseudo-saint, but he is not a saint in the end, the saint can't kill him, but this monster can't hurt the saint, for a while, the battle between the two sides is extremely weird, there are no casualties, but it is extremely fierce, as if life and death.

I have to say that the strength of these puppets is really earth-shattering and amazing.

Even if it was destroyed again and again, the three-zhang sized body still did not shrink much, and every time it shattered, at most it shattered an insignificant hair, even if it was a saint's shot.

There seemed to be some strange rule in heaven and earth that protected them, and they did very little damage.

But this kind of support is also limited, not unlimited, as long as the power is enough, it can slowly wear out this power, which is extremely weird.

Three Venerables, seven Saints, and several local powers stood quietly.

They were all waiting, the power of this circle was not infinite, although there was a glimmer of hope, but it had never really succeeded.

Although everyone is full of confidence, no one knows if it will really work out until it comes true.

Rumble!

The meteorites that didn't need to be in the middle also began to fall, and each piece was condensed to the extreme, falling from an endless and distant place, with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, which can be called terrifying.

One by one, the huge bodies were crushed and smashed into pieces, and then regrouped and continued to attack.

Woohoo, woohoo......

The yin wind roared in the distance, and the ghosts cried and the wolves howled, this is the power that can blow the bones and ecstasy, and for cultivators, it is almost no less than the power of heaven and man.

But unfortunately, these are all puppets, their bodies are not flesh and blood, but some kind of strange material, and although they have wisdom and wisdom, but their divine consciousness is under the protection of their bodies, even the yin wind can't hurt them, for a while, although the many attacks are terrifying, they seem to have no results on the surface.

This puppet has almost no weaknesses, at least, in the eyes of many cultivators, it is not, maybe there is, but it has not been discovered at this time.