Chapter 118: A Blockbuster! Heavenly Demon Puppet Slays Mahayana (8000-Word Chapter Please Subscribe)

It was clearly noon at this moment, but the sky suddenly darkened, as if the sun had already set on the hillside.

Accompanied by a terrible pressure from the sky.

poof...

poof...

The pressure was so overwhelming that many disciples of the Huayu Sect who were present couldn't bear it at all, and fell directly into gourds.

And can't get up at all.

A terrifying force pressed their faces deeply into the soil, as if at this very moment, someone was stepping on their heads fiercely with their feet.

Not only the ordinary disciples were in a panic, but the chief of Yujian Peak and the other Elder Xu were also in a very embarrassing situation.

Both of these two are immortal cultivators in the Tongxuan realm, but at this moment, their foreheads are covered with beads of sweat, and they are gnashing their teeth. It is obvious that they have tried their best to barely stand where they are, and they will not be in that terrible place. Kneeling under pressure.

This shocked the two of them.

Originally thought that the conquest of Xuandaomen this time was a very simple task, and it could be as powerful as a bamboo, but I didn't expect that I was too naive, and even kicked the iron plate.

Didn't all the elites of this faction have fallen under the divine power of the immortal ancestor, how could there be such a master in the mountain gate?

At this moment, this inexplicable pressure is much more terrifying than the great elder of Xuandaomen brought them back then.

Could it be that there are Mahayana ancestors in Xuandaomen?

And stronger than that great elder?

This idea turned in my mind.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help falling to the bottom.

They barely raised their heads, and then saw a gray-robed man walking slowly from the void.

The opponent's figure is not tall, but there is a suffocating spiritual pressure from all over his body.

His cultivation was even more unfathomable, and the two of them didn't even know what level of immortal cultivator he was, but what was certain was that the other party was even stronger than the great elder of the Xuandao Sect who killed the Huayu Sect a few days ago. powerful.

"It's over!"

The head of Yujian Peak and Elder Xu looked at each other, with a look of despair on their faces.

The hunter becomes the prey.

They felt very sad.

It is not a pity to die by myself, but the hundreds of people who followed them are all the most elite disciples of this sect, and they are also the hope and seeds for our sect to become stronger in the future.

If they all fell here, the subsequent loss would be really too great.

"Brother, what should we do?"

Elder Xu had a bitter smile on his face. He found that under this terrible pressure, even performing the sound transmission technique was very hard.

"The two of us can die, but these hundreds of disciples must not be wiped out here. At least some seeds must be left for our sect."

The head of Yujian Peak gritted his teeth.

He may be grumpy, but he is definitely a brave immortal cultivator.

As a sword cultivator, he is relentless and would rather bend than bend.

"But the enemy is too strong, what should we do?"

"I will use the secret technique in a while, burn the source, and try my best to try to hold the enemy for a while. At that time, junior brother, you take your disciples to go quickly, and one can go."

"Then senior brother, you..."

Elder Xu's expression changed when he heard this.

"I don't regret my death. The key is to take as many disciples as possible to escape from here. The situation is urgent now, so we can't hesitate."

"good!"

Although Elder Xu couldn't bear it in his heart and was very sad and indignant, he had no other choice in the face of this situation, so he could only grit his teeth and nod in agreement.

The head of Yujian Peak yelled loudly, and in Dantian Zifu, his Nascent Soul was sitting cross-legged, with both hands pinching each other, about to ignite the fire of origin.

Burn life yuan and life in exchange for strength to fight with the opponent.

However, at this moment, a mocking voice came to my ears: "I don't know how to live or die. Ants are just ants. How can a mayfly shake a tree? Do you think you can compete with this old man by using secret techniques? Naive!"

After saying this, the head of the Xuandao Sect didn't sacrifice any treasures, but raised his right hand lightly, pointed casually, and pointed forward.

The movement was very casual, and it was obvious that he just hit it effortlessly.

However, following his movements, the first seat of Yujian Peak seemed to be struck by lightning, and his movements became stiff all of a sudden, with blood gushing from his mouth.

Like a broken kite, it fell backwards.

It's really like what that guy said, he is vulnerable, and there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides.

Even if you want to work hard, there is no chance, and it is completely futile effort.

"Uncle."

"Uncle."

The disciples of Huayuzong let out a burst of exclamation.

They naturally knew that among the elders of the sect, the head of Yu Jianfeng was considered to be a very powerful one, so it was second only to the venerable master.

He never expected that facing the powerful enemy in front of him, he would appear vulnerable.

Can't even take a casual blow from the opponent.

This caused the morale of Huayu Sect disciples to drop to the bottom in an instant.

Could it be that people like myself will perish here today?

completely annihilated?

"Woo, I don't want to die."

Some disciples with weak personalities even started to cry.

Who is not afraid of death? When I was fighting with the wind just now, I was certainly high-spirited.

However, seeing the enemy's strength at this moment, many young Huayu Sect disciples were trembling with fright!

Don't laugh at it, and don't look down on it. When the shadow of death hangs over your head, how many people can be fearless?

What's more, they were not psychologically prepared for such a result.

Originally thought that Xuandaomen was just at the end of the crossbow, they came here to gain experience, but they kicked the iron plate.

Seeing that he was about to die and fall, under the huge gap, if he didn't feel afraid, it would be really strange.

This is human nature.

Of course, not all disciples of the Huayu Sect are like this.

There are also strong and brave ones, such as... the Yang siblings.

Although there was fear in the eyes of the siblings, they did not panic, but held their treasures tightly.

They will never kill at will, no matter how strong the enemy is, they will fight desperately, even if they know that doing so is like a fly shaking a tree.

But no matter what, you must not be that coward waiting to die.

The first seat of Yujian Peak was knocked into the air, and fell heavily to the ground, with blood gushing from his mouth.

He struggled desperately, but because of the heavy injury, he couldn't get up from the ground for a while.

"Trash, even with this little strength, you came here to stroke the tiger's whiskers in our sect. Who gave you the courage?"

The gray-robed man sneered, then turned his head, ignoring the head of Yujian Peak.

At this moment, the other party is like a fish on the chopping board in his eyes, and he can't escape his palm at all, and he doesn't intend to let the other party die so happily.

He wants to torture this guy, for example, let him see the disciples of Huayu Sect fall in front of him one by one.

However, he could only roar in sorrow, unable to save him.

He just likes to see the sad, angry and helpless expression on the other side.

But the gray-robed man didn't intend to do it himself.

The immortal cultivators of the Huayu Sect were too weak, and he felt that killing them with his own hands would be degrading his identity.

To put it bluntly, they are too weak to let themselves kill themselves.

So he spoke.

"Xuan Dao Sect disciples obey the order, kill those immortal cultivators of Huayu Sect, and not leave a single one alive."

"Yes, door master!"

The disciples of Xuan Dao Sect suddenly agreed, and every one of them had ferocious and excited expressions on their faces.

They had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and even got a little impatient.

At this moment, after receiving the order from the sect master, he immediately sacrificed his treasure without hesitation, and rushed forward with a fierce battle.

They are not afraid, because there are sect masters behind them, how could they lose?

The same is true.

Although the morale of the monks of the Huayu Sect fell to the bottom, many people were timid and fearful, but no one was willing to sit and wait for death in this situation.

Originally, everyone wanted to resist, even if they died, they couldn't fall in vain, at least the other party had to pay a heavy price.

But soon.

They found that they really thought too much.

This fight is simply unfair.

At this moment, the area is tens of miles away, all of which are located in the Xuandao Gate, where the terrifying spiritual pressure of the sect master is enveloped.

The Xuandaomen disciples were not affected in any way, and their morale became very high.

The monks of Huayuzong are completely opposite.

The terrible spiritual pressure was like an extremely heavy mountain, which made them unable to breathe.

It was very difficult to even stand up, and those who were slightly weaker were even directly pressed to the ground, unable to lift their heads at all.

Just ask this situation, how do they resist, and how can they resist?

It's completely like a gnat shaking a tree, and its strength can't even be displayed to a tenth of its normal strength.

So even if they are unwilling, the reality is that the enemy is strong and we are weak, and the gap is extremely ridiculous. They can only be slaughtered by others, and there is almost no room for resistance.

The disciples of the Huayu Sect all showed despair on their faces, even though they knew just now that they were more or less in danger this time.

But that wasn't expected either.

This way of dying is too embarrassing.

He obviously wanted to resist, but he couldn't even raise his hands.

Facing those disciples of the Xuandao Sect whose strength is similar to his own, or even weaker than his own, he can only let others slaughter him.

Feeling really sad, but helpless.

This is all because the opponent has the protection of the strong.

It would be great if...the Immortal Patriarch was here.

They will never be bullied like this.

Even if the Immortal Patriarch didn't make a move, and just lifted the oppression and imprisonment of the spiritual pressure on them, they were satisfied, at least they could let go and fight without having to die so aggrieved and depressed.

It's a pity that such thoughts can only be thought about.

The immortal patriarch is not a nanny, how could he appear every time they are in danger?

So this time they are doomed.

"hateful!"

"I hate it, I'm not reconciled."

...

Many people roared in their hearts.

But it didn't work, it didn't change anything.

At this moment, the situation of the Yang siblings is also similar.

A disciple of Xuan Dao Sect came over with a grinning grin.

Yang Shuqin protected his younger brother behind him.

Although the younger brother has grown up, he is already a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment.

But the elder sister is like a mother, and in Yang Shuqin's heart, the younger brother is still like a child. Before she falls, she will never allow him to be hurt.

So desperately protect him behind his body.

The enemy they are facing at this moment is actually not very powerful.

The cultivation base is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Not to mention Yang Shuqin, under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even be able to beat Yang Shujie.

However, at this moment, due to the influence of the terrifying spiritual pressure, the siblings had difficulty even standing still, and they simply couldn't afford to sacrifice the treasure, let alone use it to resist powerful enemies.

He could only be slaughtered by others, with a look of unwillingness on his face.

But the face of the Xuandaomen disciple was full of complacency.

In front of him is a Golden Core cultivator, how would he dare to provoke him in normal times?

But at this moment, he has become a fish on his chopping board and can be slaughtered by him. This feeling is really great.

"go to hell!"

He sacrificed the big sword spirit weapon in his hand.

He slashed at Yang Shuqin's slender neck fiercely.

As long as he killed the opponent, the storage bag of the Jindan cultivator would belong to him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, with a greedy look on his face.

"Am I going to die?"

Seeing the sword coming, Yang Shuqin couldn't move.

There was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

But then I was a little relieved.

Although regrettable and unwilling in every possible way, the only thing to be thankful for is that I saw the patriarch before he died.

And the grandfather gave himself a gift.

Although it was just an ordinary wood carving, it was the best thing she had received in her life.

Thinking of this, Yang Shuqin reluctantly raised his hand, like it was made into a necklace, and touched the small wooden sculpture hanging around his neck.

The knife light is less than ten feet away from her.

However, at this moment, an unexpected thing happened.

Roar!

A growl reached his ears.

The wooden sculpture hanging around her neck actually came alive by itself.

It turned into a hideous monster.

It rises against the wind, but in an instant its length has reached several feet.

It looks a bit like a tiger, but even more ferocious and mighty.

After it appeared, it naturally stood in front of the girl.

So the big knife that cut like Yang Shuqin fell on it without any accident.

As a result, there was a stabbing sound, and the big knife shattered.

A good top-grade magic weapon, with cracks all over it, then collapsed into thousands of small fragments, falling down like raindrops.

"Ah, help!"

The Xuandaomen disciple who was still grinning just now was dumbfounded.

Just now he was expecting to kill the Golden Core cultivator and seize the other party's treasure, but in the blink of an eye, he saw such a terrifying monster.

Immediately, I was almost scared to pee.

His mind went blank, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

But where can I escape?

Just two steps away, his body inexplicably turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The soul flies away.

A very anthropomorphic mockery flashed in the monster's eyes.

Then he raised one of his front paws, and slapped it down lightly towards the front.

stab...

Following his movements, an illusory claw figure, about the size of an acre, appeared in everyone's eyes, and it pushed forward horizontally.

Yang Shuqin couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The girl's expression is still a little confused now.

Originally thought that he would perish, but unexpectedly, he was saved by this monster that appeared out of nowhere.

Although the monster was huge, the girl recognized it immediately.

This is the treasure given to him by the patriarch before leaving, because it is exactly the same as the woodcarved image, there is no difference at all.

Originally thought it was just an ordinary gadget, Yang Shuqin was still very surprised, why did the Patriarch give him such a gift?

Could it be because he ate the pears he and his younger brother picked in return?

Patriarch is so kind!

But now, the girl realized that she was too naive.

Grandpa did this with deep meaning.

He seemed to have expected a long time ago that the trip to Xuandaomen would not be smooth for people like himself, so he gave himself such a talisman.

You can save yourself at critical moments.

Thinking of this, Yang Shuqin was extremely grateful.

But just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw the monster slap forward.

The shadow of a palm the size of a mu is swept out like a crushing one.

Seeing this scene, the girl's heart immediately rose to her throat.

There is no other reason, this palm shadow is too big, the attack is completely indiscriminate!

At this moment, the disciples of our sect and the cultivators of the Xuandao sect are entangled with each other. This palm image is so indiscriminate, it was slapped down with a "slap".

Although it can kill the monks of the Xuandao Sect, the disciples of this sect may not be spared, and they will also be slapped by it.

When the girl saw this scene, she couldn't help covering her mouth and exclaiming.

The others were equally dumbfounded.

The palm shadow came so fast that they didn't have time to react at all.

He wanted to hide, but he didn't have time to move, the shadow of the palm was already on his body.

"My life is over!"

At this moment, no matter if it was Huayu Sect or the monks of Xuandao Sect, they were all frightened out of their wits.

But this power, this attack, is not something they can contend with, so although they are extremely reluctant, they can only close their eyes and wait for death.

But then something incredible happened.

Take this palm down.

bang bang bang...

The sound like a balloon exploding came to the ears non-stop.

Wherever they passed, none of the disciples of the Xuandaomen was spared, and all of them turned into a cloud of blood mist.

But the unbelievable thing is that.

The disciples of the Huayu Sect who were standing with them were also photographed.

But nothing happened.

It was as if the breeze was blowing on their faces, and it seemed that the shadows of their palms were just a cover-up, an illusion.

How can it be?

The disciples of the Huayu Sect were dumbfounded, you looked at me, I looked at you, and after confirming that they had not fallen, they couldn't help but exclaimed wildly.

Although you can't figure it out, don't worry about it.

The point is that they are intact, while the powerful enemy has already been executed.

In other words, they actually saved the day.

How can this not make the monks of Huayuzong happy?

All of a sudden, everyone's morale was greatly shaken.

"Damn, I'm so mad!"

Some people are happy and some are sad.

The slap of the Heavenly Demon Puppet directly shattered the ambitions and hopes of the Xuandaomen disciples.

But the monks of the Huayu Sect saved the day.

And that has been suspended in mid-air, high above, with a joking mentality of watching ants, staring at the suzerain of Xuandaomen below, and was completely stunned.

He couldn't believe what just happened.

He originally regarded the opponent as a fish on the chopping board and could be slaughtered at will, but now it seems that he was slapped on the face by the opponent.

Tell him to wake up.

In fact, you are the clown.

what is this?

Literally punched him in the face.

The master of Xuandaomen was about to vomit blood with anger.

It's not that he feels sorry for the loss of his disciples.

The crap dies when it dies.

As long as one's own strength is strong, isn't it easy for these low-level disciples to recruit another batch?

What made him unacceptable was.

Humiliated himself.

He never dreamed that this group of weak and insignificant ants would be so cunning and have a hole card.

Really hateful!

He looked down at the monster.

With his eyesight, he could tell that this was not a real monster, but a puppet refined from natural materials and earthly treasures.

It is too naive for a mere puppet to want to change the situation of the battle.

His face was full of disdain.

He is preparing to use his supernatural powers to shatter the opponent's hopes.

But when he looked carefully, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

"impossible!"

The master of the mighty Xuandao Sect was a little confused.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Release divine thoughts again.

After looking around.

His expression became even uglier.

His face turned blue and white, and there was even a little fear in the depths of his eyes.

The monster's aura was unfathomable, and it turned out to be at the level of crossing the catastrophe.

How is this possible?

He could see clearly just now.

This terrifying monster was released by a small Golden Core cultivator.

A small golden core stage immortal cultivator is actually guarded by a puppet monster at the level of transcending catastrophe?

Are you afraid you are kidding me?

But facts are facts.

Even he was shocked by the mana fluctuations emanating from the other party.

This can't be an illusion!

The gray-robed man's expression was unprecedentedly cautious.

what to do?

He is faced with a choice.

Originally, he thought that the strength of this monster was only at the Mahayana stage at most, and most of it was only at the early stage of Mahayana.

Compared with myself, it is slightly inferior.

Never expected that it was Du Jie.

what does that mean?

Now that the fairy trail is not visible, the existence of the crossing robbery level can almost coerce one side, sweeping Yunzhou, and it is rare to meet an opponent.

I am definitely not an opponent!

Where there is life, there is hope.

The Xuandao Sect Master immediately made a decision.

Although this made him a little bit aggrieved, he boasted a lot just now, but now he does this, giving the impression that he is anticlimactic.

It was almost face-to-face.

But that's true, but why is face more important than one's own life?

Although he has full confidence in his own strength, he also understands that it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the old monster at the Dujie level.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through the mind of the master of Xuandaomen like lightning, and then he made a choice.

The figure turned around, and the whole body was covered by a gray halo.

Soar into the sky.

Flee away.

Its response can not be said to be rapid.

However.

next moment.

Roar!

An earth-shattering roar reached his ears.

That day, the puppet's figure was slightly blurred, and it actually blocked him in front of him.

This is... teleportation?

The master of the Xuandao Sect's complexion was ugly as hell.

He never expected that he still underestimated his opponent.

Teleportation is a higher-level space spell than shrinking the ground to an inch.

Very advanced and extremely difficult to deal with.

If the other party knows this trick, it is almost equivalent to being pinched off the hope of escaping.

"Damn it, I'll fight with you!"

With a loud shout, he opened his hands wide and closed, and sacrificed his own treasure.

It is a big knife, several feet long, and its shape is very exaggerated.

A gray fire was still burning on the surface.

The strong wind slashed towards the monster in front.

For his own strength, the head of the Xuandao Sect is still very confident. Although he can't beat the transition period, but facing his all-out attack, this guy in front of him probably doesn't dare to go straight to the front.

However……

He thought too much.

The demon puppet did not hide at all.

The two front paws slapped forward, and then opened its bloody mouth, spraying out a black wave of light.

"boom!"

At the same time, a mighty spiritual pressure bloomed from his body.

The head of the Xuandao sect only felt his body stiffen. Although he was not unable to move, his reaction could not help but be a little slower.

And masters fight, only fighting for the slightest.

Although it was only a little slower, the magic weapon he sacrificed had already been slapped away by the opponent.

Cracks appeared on the surface.

The master of the Xuandao sect spat out blood from his mouth.

A look of extreme fear appeared on his face.

"You...you are not an ordinary transcending tribulation period, you have already cultivated to the state of transcending tribulation Dzogchen?"

There is only one realm of crossing robbery.

There is no distinction between early, middle and late stages.

But it doesn't mean that there is no difference between the monks who cross the catastrophe.

There must be a lot of differences between a person who has just entered Transcendence Tribulation and an existence that has entered this realm for a long time.

The strongest of them is called the Great Perfection of Crossing Tribulation.

It means that they have cultivated the realm of crossing the catastrophe to the top.

The Heavenly Demon Sect Master back then was nothing more than an ordinary crossing tribulation.

But the five celestial demon puppets that Lin Xiaoyao signed in were all crossing the catastrophe.

One-on-one duels can easily kill the Heavenly Demon Sect Master.

Not to mention the master of the Xuandao Sect in the middle of the Mahayana.

To deal with him is simply to use a sledgehammer to kill chickens. It's ridiculous that this guy thought he had a chance to escape.

The result is of course futile.

The gap between the two sides is outrageous.

It can be said that it is not on the same level at all.

"It's over!"

The face of the Xuandao Sect Master was full of despair.

If it is an existence that has just entered this realm in the face of the ordinary Transcending Tribulation Period.

He tried his best and did not hesitate to pay some price, maybe there is still some hope of escape.

But facing the Great Perfection of Transcending Tribulation, it is simply impossible, there is no chance at all.

100% fall, it can be said that all of this is already doomed.

Knowing that he was bound to die, his face was extremely pale.

The original arrogance, the original arrogance, have been thrown away.

He turned his head with difficulty, but looked at the girl standing in the distance.

"Who are you?"

He didn't ask the powerful enemy in front of him, because no matter how powerful this monster was, it was just a lifeless puppet.

What he couldn't figure out was that after his retreat, his strength had soared, and his original ambition was ruined in the hands of an unknown girl.

The other party is obviously just a golden core stage immortal cultivator, why is there such a terrible guardian of the puppet of the Great Perfection of the Transcending Tribulation Stage by his side?

Where did she come from?

Could it be that the Huayu Sect really had an immortal patriarch?

But even if there is, such a puppet must be very precious to an immortal, why would it be handed over to a small Golden Core cultivator?

Could it be the other party's younger nephew or disciple?

"I'm just an ordinary Huayuzong monk."

Yang Shuqin was a little confused by the other party's question, but then answered calmly.

She wasn't lying.

She is indeed just an ordinary disciple.

Although because of the immortal patriarch, the siblings are valued by our sect.

But they are still just ordinary disciples.

This is a fact!

So she answered very frankly.

With the experience of the head of the Xuandao Sect, it is natural to see that the other party is not lying.

But this made it even more difficult for him to accept.

Ordinary disciples of the Huayu Sect have such terrifying puppets?

Are you afraid you are kidding me?

Doesn't that mean that any monk should be sent to sweep the world of cultivating immortals in Yunzhou?

He found it ridiculous.

But there was no time to get to the bottom of it.

The whole person has been completely engulfed by the light waves spit out by that day's puppet.

Although he inherited his strongest treasure defense.

But it is useless, in the final analysis, it is just a little delay, the time of his fall.

It lasted for more than ten breaths before and after.

Then the light curtain formed by the shield completely shattered like a bubble.

"ah!"

The screams reached the ears.

But he was still unwilling to fall like this.

The gray-robed man gritted his teeth and directly ignited his original fire.

Even if he knew that doing so was drinking poison to quench his thirst.

Even if one escapes from danger, the realm will inevitably fall afterwards, and after the original source is damaged, it is equivalent to ending the road of cultivating immortals.

But so what?

Until now, how could he manage so much.

Finding a way to save my life is the most important thing now.

After igniting the original fire, his strength had made a great breakthrough in a short period of time.

It has reached the late stage of Mahayana.

Then he wanted to rush out.

Roar!

However, an earth-shattering roar reached his ears.

His desperate struggle had the opposite effect and completely enraged the Heavenly Demon Puppet.

The opponent originally had a playful mentality, but at this moment, a powerful and terrifying murderous intent shot out from his eyes.

rushed over.

Accompanied by earth-shattering roars, dense claw shadows emerged.

The clouds block out the sun.

The Xuandao Sect Master has nowhere to hide.

"Ahhh..."

The screams kept coming to the ears.

Without exception, all the bones in his body were smashed to pieces by the other party.

There was a look of despair in his eyes, and even now, struggling was useless.

After the bones are broken, he can only be slaughtered.

Although in theory there is still an option.

That is Nascent Soul out of body.

As long as the Nascent Soul is alive, you can look for opportunities to seize it.

Then practice again.

Slowly regain strength.

It's a tough road, but it's doable.

However, in theory, there is no opportunity in front of us.

Facing such a powerful enemy, he would also die if his Nascent Soul came out of his body at this moment, and he would die even faster.

"I surrender, as long as you let me live, I am willing to be a servant, and from now on, I will be driven by you."

The Xuandao Sect Master begged for mercy loudly.

Although it was embarrassing to do so, he didn't want to fall.

As long as you are alive, there is hope, so at least you must find a way to get through this hurdle in front of you.

Bear the burden of humiliation.

At least he thought so.

It didn't work though.

Even though he begged for mercy, Yang Shuqin did feel a little moved.

But not to mention that he can't trust the other party, even if he takes ten thousand steps back, even if he believes it, the girl has no ability to change the current situation.

Lin Xiaoyao only ordered the Heavenly Demon Puppet to protect the girl's life, but he didn't make it recognize Yang Shuqin as the master, so the girl could not command the Heavenly Demon Puppet.

Therefore, the Xuandao Sect Master's begging for mercy was in vain.

The demon puppet continued to attack, and the attack became more and more fierce.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled..."

Afterwards, in the ears of the immortal cultivators of the Huayu Sect, the unwilling roar of this Mahayana cultivator was heard.

But it didn't last long, and it came to an abrupt end soon.

The head of the Xuandao sect has fallen.

Completely out of my wits.

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