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Chapter 689 Demon Puppet

"Hmph, I didn't expect that you are not strong enough!" The old zombie Tang Siyuan missed the attack and was a little surprised.

Bu Qingfeng was indeed powerful. He actually avoided the capture of senior Tang Siyuan and broke out a counterattack. The whisk swept across the board, and the strange ringtone of the formation was like a death-seeking yi, which shocked Tang Siyuan's face to change drastically.

"Senior Tang, be careful, those bells have a lot to your soul." This is not the first time I have experienced this strange whisk, and I hurriedly reminded me.

"Hmph, it's true that it's a bit famous. However, you are not from Beimaoshan, why intervene in the battle between North and South Maoshan?" Tang Siyuan is also worthy of being a master of art and courage. Although he is a little afraid of the whisk, he still faces the wind without hesitation.

"Hmph, what about Beimaoshan? Beimaoshan has long been destroyed. This is just a group of dogs like us!" Bu Qingfeng said disdainfully.

After saying this, not only did the faces of the people in Maoshan suddenly change, but even the disciples in Beimaoshan were very embarrassed, especially the two strong men with a half-step saint. Such a strong man should have smiled at Aoyang, but he didn't expect to be scolded by a guy who was younger than them in person as a dog in person.

Looking at the Beimaoshan people and Bu Qingfeng who had their own thoughts, I sighed in my heart. It seems that the forces behind Bu Qingfeng did not take Beimaoshan and Maoshan Sect into consideration!

"Hmph, it's really rampant!" Although Tang Siyuan is dead and somehow returns to the sun and becomes a living zombie, his unyielding temperament is really admirable.

It was obvious that the whisk hurt him a lot, but he still refused Zhou Wu's suggestion to exchange opponents and insisted on grabbing this guy who contempts Maoshan with his own hands.

"Uncle Zhou Tong, you take care of Mei Liangxin!"

I couldn't take care of myself and didn't have the energy to care about Tang Siyuan. I took the time to turn around and reminded Zhou Tong, for fear that these people would go to deal with the disciples of Beimaoshan.

Almost at the same time, the Human Emperor Sword in his hand came out and headed straight for the old man with a violent dragon roar.

Although Wang Zhiming stepped forward to help, his strength was too different. He was slapped away by the old man. Fortunately, the old guy was worried about the Human Emperor Sword and did not pursue him. After all, it was the best for Maoshan to destroy the head of Maoshan.

Almost at the same time, a fiery red figure soared into the sky, like a celestial girl, shocking everyone present.

"Corpse King!" The old man beside me jumped with his eyebrows and looked at Yuwei who was on my side and fighting side by side with me.

"Okay, okay, I'm worried that I can't find the most suitable holy product, I can't expect that there will be one in the present!"

The old man smiled and looked at Yuwei excitedly, as if he was looking at her prey.

Yuwei and I looked at each other and were full of fighting spirit. Since our strength increased greatly, this is the first time we faced such a strong opponent, which aroused our fighting spirit.

Yu Wei's beautiful hair was directly formed into a huge cage. The inside of the cage was full of hair like a sharp blade. Even though the old man had copper and iron bones, although Yu Wei's sword was not as sharp as the Human Emperor's sword, his head was pricked and bloody under his absolutely sharp hair.

I remained motionless, controlling the Human Emperor Sword to pursue the victory, making the old man feel embarrassed.

puff!

Yu Wei's beautiful eyes glared, and her two red lights as red as blood went straight to the old man's eyes.

"Damn it, you are not the corpse king at all!" The old man was shocked and angry, and took out a magic sword, which was cross-legged in front of him, just blocking Yu Wei's light.

"But this is better. You are the most suitable person to become a saint. We are Bei Maoshan, and we will definitely take you!"

The old man smiled coldly, and seemed to have given up his promise, looking at Yuwei's eyes shining.

My grass is so arrogant. If this old man doesn’t get rid of it, someone will always pay attention to Yuwei!

My eyes were cold, and under the protection of the body, I rushed towards the old man in three or two steps.

Thunder Fist!

The ordinary close-fitting attack technique that I haven't used for a long time actually made it happen on a peak half-step saint. I'm afraid that the old man who was busy with resisting Yu Wei's ten nails attacked would never have thought of it.

However, after my improvement and the blessing of my mysterious magic power in my body, Thunder Fist is no longer the ordinary boxing technique in the ghost inheritance!

The thunder sounded out of thin air, and the person was really confused. Huge golden lightning fists hit the old man's vest and his life gate.

"Hmph, you kid is indeed mysterious. Although you can't be a holy product, you can also be a sacrifice child!" The old man was too fierce. He was obviously slightly injured under the bombardment of my food. But unexpectedly, this guy was amazed and took out a black crystal ball, the size of a ping-pong ball, and swallowed it straight away.

I frowned. Why is this old guy's expression so weird?

"Honey, I have evil spirits!" Yu Wei frowned, her delicate little face was very ugly, and her face was very solemn.

"Boss, this guy is a demon puppet!" Ren Shuai suddenly appeared in Yu Wei's cage and shouted, and he was still holding Lao Bai who was helpless in his hand.

It seems that Lao Bai could not break through the ban on Yu Wei's cage and was forcibly brought in by Ren Shuai.

"Demon Puppet? What a fucking thing is that if the demon puppet is a monster, I will still beat it up!"

I snorted coldly. This guy seemed to be making some strange changes now. In this short period of time, he had no ability to fight back. It would be useless to not beat him up.

"Xiaoshuai, what is a demon puppet?" Yu Wei asked curiously while attacking her.

Ren Shuai also rushed up and beat the old man to death, but during this mutation, this guy was very resistant to beating, as if he was an immortal King Kong, wasting a lot of our efforts.

However, Lao Bai explained: "After returning to the ghost, the demon puppet is a kind of half-demon and half-human puppet, which can be refined by a demon god."

"Demon God? What's the point?" I was stunned. I had seen ghost demons before, and now I'm going to have another demon god?

"The demon god is actually a ghost demon who has been trained to the ghost realm in the ghost realm. He is powerful, has many changes, and has a heavy evil spirit." The old white face was a little worried and frowned and said, "I didn't expect that the power of the demon god has extended to the world of the world. It seems that the ghost realm is about to be in chaos!"

I go, I care whether the ghost world is in chaos or not, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Fengdu Emperor are here, so I shouldn't worry about it. But I don't understand it. I guessed before that, perhaps the forces behind Maoshan and Bu Qingfeng were all related to the ghost mother, but now there is another demon god. Why is it getting more and more complicated? Who is supporting these crazy guys behind the scenes?

"The God Lord possesses his body and kills all evil monsters!"

I wiped, the old man suddenly shouted, raised his head, revealing his green and faint face, and his eyes were even green and shiny.

boom!

A sensation of evil spirit burst out from this guy, and even dispersed Yuwei's cage.

"So strong, at least you have reached the realm of the Saint indefinitely!" Yu Wei exclaimed, showing a shocked look for the first time.
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