"Oh?" Seeing that Chu Yun, who was not at the highest level, could actually find the first way to control the gods and demon puppets. Duanmu Jishi frowned and naturally thought about the conditions proposed by Chu Yun before entering the gods and demon blood sequestration. Then he looked at the silver clouds and thought to himself, "Could it be... Is there any extremely powerful weapon in this gods and demon blood sequestration? Can the ten weapons that can control the gods and demons chess will be the head of the water soft sword? Forget it, no matter what it is, take this gods and demon puppet first!"

Duanmu Jishi's son was approaching the silver clouds. Sure enough, a great aura familiar to Confucian scholars came out of the silver light. Duanmu Jishi was overjoyed and activated his five qi to the Yuan technique to absorb the silver light while urging the true energy to drive away the blood color on the Zhulong God Demon Puppet.

"Crack..." Similar to the situation that Chu Yun encountered, waves of thunder came from the blood column, trying their best to resist the invasion of silver light. The lightning was very fierce, and the Wen Sheng's cultivation level, as strong as the foundation stone of Duanmu, could not resist it. The true energy in the middle dantian was extremely shocked and could not be controlled for a time.

"Puff..." Duanmu Jishi opened his mouth, and another five-color iridescent color fell into the silver clouds above his head. "Brush..." The huge amount of silver light fell like the power of the stars and moon, "Boom..." The silver light on the gods and demon puppet rose like a sea tide, and rushed towards the blood-red color! In this way, under the control of Duanmu Jishi, the silver light gradually drove the blood out of the gods and demon puppet, and finally reached the bottom of the gods and demon puppet, and when we arrived here≡, w￡ww., Duanmu Jishi was really heartless and powerless, and the silver light was actually stalemate with the blood!

Duanmu Jishi was a little anxious, knowing that if another Wen Sheng helped him, he would definitely be able to take out the god and demon puppet from the blood pillar, but no one would let go of the twelve Wen Shengs, the twelve god and demon puppets, so that no one could succeed! Duanmu Jishi took the time to look up in a stalemate. Just like what he thought, although the cultivation of the Wen Shengs was not much different, he saw the difference at this time. Except for Murong Jun and Duanmu Jishi, they washed the blood to the bottom of the god and demon puppets, the other nine people were around 80%, and Chu Yun, who had the worst cultivation, only reached 75% of them.

In fact, when Duanmu Jingshu was taking time to explore, other literary saints also visited each other in a normal way, and they were both amused and crying. Now they are really unable to stop!

Zhu Wensheng was in an embarrassing situation, and Xiao Hua, who was injured by Duanmu Jistone, was even more troublesome! At that time, Duanmu Jistone thought that it was another Wensheng who wanted to snatch the gods and demons puppet from him, so that punch did not leave any strength at all. Even though Xiao Hua was very strong now, he was still nothing before the eighth grade of Yuanli. This circle almost killed him! Fortunately, Xiao Hua's body had just been reshaped in the vortex of the gods and demons blood, and in this space, strange fluctuations kept overflowing in his body. The fluctuation was like a water wave, blocking part of the attack under Duanmu Jistone's fist. Xiao Hua was very lucky to be beaten to death. He fainted just after a glance at Duanmu Jistone! This time, it was different from before. All the souls outside the other spaces were fainted under the one punch of Wensheng, without any exception!

Although Xiao Hua was lucky enough not to be killed on the spot, unfortunately, his figure was hit by the blood column by the Duanmu cornerstone. The Duanmu cornerstone was discovered to be Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua could have been rescued, but in order to snatch the Zhulong God Demon Puppet, the Duanmu cornerstone was thrown away like a fallen leaf, and allowed Xiao Hua's figure to be sucked into the rotating blood column.

Xiao Hua's body fell into the blood column, and as the blood light flashed, it quickly fell towards the triangle at the bottom of the blood column. The blood column was extremely long and the triangle was also extremely large. It was not until the Duanmu cornerstone began to activate the silver light to wash the blood that Xiao Hua fell into the Sanjia shape. There was a more strange space inside the triangle, and the extreme space distortion occurred among the waves. Xiao Hua's body floated like a floating duckweed in the water with the waves. Every wave would produce a strange phenomenon.

.Either pull Xiao Hua's body to a very long time, or compress Xiao Hua's body to a very small amount, and the blood color that can no longer be seen as blood rays is concentrated into blood spots. Every time when it comes into contact with Xiao Hua's skin, it will burn the skin into a very deep blood hole! Xiao Hua's tough body is trying hard to maintain in this space, let alone other cultivators in the Tibetan Immortal Continent. Even if these literary saints above their heads fall here, they will immediately burn their bones.

"Grandma, it's really troublesome. At the critical moment, these kids are not enough, so I can only let me take action!" The arrogant voice of the green robe Xiao Hua came from Xiao Hua's body. The professor's apprentice hid in the space was not injured by Duanmu Jistone. Now he can only let him take charge of Xiao Hua's body. And when he heard his tone, he must have been used to scolding his disciples in the space, and he had a hint of majesty.

Just as the green robe Xiao Hua was in charge of the body, the Duanmu cornerstone, Murong Jun and Chu Yun and other Wen Sheng began to expel the blood column. The twelve blood columns rushed against each other and pressed towards the blood-colored triangle. The green robe Xiao Hua hid inside the triangle and immediately faced huge pressure!

"Oh, no!" Seeing that these twelve blood columns were mixed with huge force and hit him, the green-robed Xiao Hua was far from as calm as Xiao Hua came. He had no specific understanding of Xiao Hua's body, and he hurriedly wanted to take out the Kunlun Mirror that he was worthy of. However, he had just flew into the space and faced the blood column falling from the top, he immediately thought of the scene of billions of incomplete sword intent and sword energy falling from the top of the sword tomb. He almost did not hesitate to take out Xiao Dou from the space, waved his hand and placed it on his head.

"Boom..." The blood column fell, and a huge amount of blood mist rushed into Xiao Dou. Xiao Dou was shaking slightly at first, and then a faint suction force was generated, as if he was tasting the taste of blood mist! And with the twelve literary saints, more blood mist rushed into Xiao Dou. The suction force of Xiao Dou suddenly increased, and streams of blood mist fell into Xiao Dou! Like the previous sword tomb, there were still strands of extremely pure blood in the gap of Xiao Dou at the gap!

"Haha, I'm a genius!" The green-robed Xiao Hua was overjoyed when he saw this. "If I were here, he might not be so smart!"

After a while, the blood column and the silver light were stalemate. The blood column did not fall without the blood mist. Xiao Dou's suction turned to the triangular blood-colored space. Seeing Xiao Dou like this, the green-robed Xiao Hua's heart moved and raised his right hand. A drop of essence and blood was dripping into Xiao Dou without authorization. Originally, Xiao Hua's blood drop could not fall into Xiao Dou, but now Xiao Dou is sucking in the blood mist, and there is no difference. They are all integrated into it. Seeing that things are so smooth, Xiao Hua is even more proud. He feels that a drop of essence and blood may not work, and nine drops of essence and blood are dripping in succession, and then he stops. When the ninth drop of essence and blood falls into Xiao Dou, the small Dou trembles violently and suddenly produces fluctuations. The fluctuation rushed into the triangular space along the blood mist. The fluctuation and the fluctuations of the triangle interfere with each other, causing the fluctuations in the entire space to be disordered.

At this moment, the literary saints in the sky also looked at each other and finally started to take action again. But when Murong Jun slapped his head, a stream of five-color true energy flew out from the top of his head. These five-color true energy were quite different from the previous ones, only the thickness of a thumb, and almost crystalline. Especially, there was a faint bloodshot at the edge of the five-color true energy. There was a faint look of Murong Jun in the bloodshot, which was the natal true energy that Wen Sheng cultivated. As soon as the five-color true energy came out, Murong Jun's face turned pale, and the body that merged into the void shrunk by more than 30%. "Go..." Murong Jun cautiously urged the five-color true energy to rush towards the silver-white clouds above the space.

"Yes, it should be like this! Only with the power of the unknown silver clouds can the blood column be completely expelled!" Duanmu Jishi saw Murong Jun like this, and realized in his heart that he also activated his natal true energy. The five-color natal true energy is similar to Murong Jun, but the five-color arrangement in the true energy is somewhat different. When Duanmu Jishi's five-color natal true energy falls into the silver clouds, a surging and surging meaning is several times stronger than before. "Immortal friends..." Duanmu Jishi hurriedly sent a voice, "This must be my Confucian holy weapon, and our respective strength is weak and not enough to activate it. The ancients said that it is difficult to sing alone, and it is difficult to support one tree. We need to work together to achieve success at the same time!"

"Good~" What did the Wen Sheng know about this? When you praise good, you will activate the five-colored natal true energy. "Boom..." The natal true energy of the twelve Wen Sheng fell into the clouds. The large clouds were like lightning and thunder, and beams of silver light beams sprinkled like sunlight. Under the light beam, not to mention the blood color of the twelve gods and demons puppets, the entire space was shaken by the light beam. The fluctuations that had previously filled the entire space began to be disordered. Strands of black and white gaps appeared in the blood-red space. The silver and black grids that were originally laid together began to peel off rapidly, mixed with black and silver. Straws of thunder and thunder suddenly emerged, and the silver and black grids that had not yet fallen were flickering wildly, and the flashing luster rushed to the triangular area at the bottom.

"Quick..." Duanmu Jishi saw this and sent a loud voice, "In this space, the silver cloud power and blood-colored power are balanced. When the twelve literary saints intervened, they destroyed this balance. The power of the silver Confucian sage surpassed the blood-colored power. This space is probably going to collapse. We will quickly escape after taking the gods and demons."

Since Duanmu's cornerstone can be seen, how can other Confucian scholars and literary saints not know? Except for Chu Yun's face, it seemed that someone had seen through the thoughts, others hurriedly activated their son to prepare to collect the twelve gods and demons dolls.
Chapter completed!