Chapter 1187: The Holy Mark Puppet that Kills Everyone

Shortly after Luo Zhen stopped where he was, bursts of rapid piercing sounds began to be heard in the distance.

Subsequently, five different waves of small groups appeared in front of Luo Zhen.

"Huh? The evil hand Song Que and the others are here too!"

"The Blood Claw Group is here too. Haha, everyone is attracted to this little fat sheep."

"Wait a minute, why is there suddenly a Saint-level ninth-level master next to this kid?"

The five small groups knew each other. After being wary of others, these people suddenly noticed the holy pattern puppet next to Luo Zhen.

The saint-patterned puppet was holding a big sword and stood majestically in front of Luo Zhen. It was difficult not to pay attention.

"When did this guy from the Holy See-level Ninth Layer appear? Moreover, he doesn't seem to be easy to mess with." Someone said hesitantly.

"Haha, do you even need to ask? He must be this kid's helper!" Not far away, a member of another gang said with a sneer.

"I said, how dare this kid stop where he is and wait for us to come over? It turns out he has help! However, if it's just a Holy See-level Ninth Layer, he can't stop us."

"That's right, we have a large number of people. If everyone just spits, we can easily kill this kid and his helpers."

These people talked a lot, and then dispersed, forming a large circle, surrounding Luo Zhen from all directions.

Luo Zhen stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at them expressionlessly.

Although these five small groups have a large number of people, most of them are only at the Holy See level and cannot catch his eye at all.

The only person Luo Zhen was interested in was Song Que, who was known as the black-hearted master. This Song Que was the strongest and had already reached the first level of the Little Saint level.

"Song Que! Everyone is interested in this little fat sheep, but five of our families are here together, and there is only one little fat sheep, which is not enough. What should we do?" At this time, someone shouted to Song Que at the top of his voice.

Song Que lives up to his name. A large piece of flesh and blood was removed from his face, making him a mutilated man with a rather ferocious face.

He sneered and said, "What else can we do? The old rules are that we all fight in a melee and kill this kid together. Who will win depends on your ability!"

"Okay! That's what I've been waiting for!" People in other small groups echoed, and at the same time continued to surround Luo Zhen with unkind expressions.

It seemed that although they were at Holy See level, they were not very afraid of Song Que.

In the same place, Luo Zhen still had no expression and didn't even move.

Facing the siege of five small groups around him, Luo Zhen just glanced at the holy pattern puppet standing in front of him, and then issued the order to attack.

Without any warning, the holy pattern puppet suddenly started to move. It suddenly jumped into the air, then held a big sword in one hand and slashed at the crowd below!

The next moment, a terrifying sword light a hundred feet long formed out of thin air and slashed down with powerful sword power.

This wasn't the end yet, the Saint Pattern Puppet's palms moved together, and in one breath, he struck down four equally powerful and thick sword lights.

A total of five sword lights from the front and back of the Saint Mark Puppet slashed at five different small groups. The sword light was extremely thick and covered a very wide area, covering everyone directly.

"Boom!"

The air roared, the earth trembled, and the flying dust directly covered most of the sky.

Then, the holy pattern puppet followed the sword light and rushed towards a small group.

"Ahhh!"

"What a powerful sword light, it actually killed me!"

"Everyone, please resist with all your strength. This sword light is difficult to deal with! Wait, what kind of flame is this?!"

A series of shrill screams rang out in the dust, especially the screams of the small group targeted by the holy pattern puppets.

However, the commotion caused by that small group only lasted for a moment, and then everything fell into silence.

After a while.

Holding a sword in one hand and a ball of high-level earth fire in the other, the saint-patterned puppet walked out of the smoke and headed straight for the next small group.

And the group of people he attacked just now have all fallen!

To be honest, the group of people just now were quite powerful, otherwise they wouldn't have dared to kill people and seize treasures. But obviously, the holy pattern puppet is more powerful!

Not to mention the realm of the Holy See-level Ninth Heaven, there are the holy pattern puppets and the powerful magic weapon given by Luo Zhen, and most importantly, there is also a terrifying high-level earth fire!

With full firepower, the Saint Pattern Puppet is completely unafraid of the Little Saint-level powerhouses. With the puppet's strength, it can deal with several Holy See-level desperadoes with ease!

The Saint Pattern Puppet relied on its strength to start a mass killing mode, while Luo Zhen stood there and watched with relish.

ten minutes later.

Four of the five small groups were killed by the holy pattern puppets, and the last remaining one was only the small saint-level first-level powerhouse named Song Que.

As long as this Song Que is killed, the five small groups will be completely wiped out.

At this time, Song Que had already flown into the air, staring at the holy pattern puppet facing him with an ugly expression.

He really didn't expect that this hunting of Luo Zhen would have such a result!

Their five small groups are all people who have experienced hundreds of battles, and each of them is very strong. Not only are they famous in the Holy City of Killing, but they are at least well known to everyone.

Over the years, the five groups of them have hunted alone or fought together. They have killed people and seized treasures countless times, and they have never failed.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a tough opponent here. Except for him, Song Que, all the others were killed!

More importantly, Luo Zhen on the ground had not made a move until now. It was the stiff-faced guy in front of him who was fighting.

"Daoyou, I admire your strength. I, Song Que, admit defeat!" Song Que gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't we just stay out of each other's way and pretend that this incident never happened today, how about it?"

"You're thinking pretty well," Luo Zhen sneered, and then gave an order to the Holy Mark Puppet, "Kill him for me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Holy Mark Puppet raised a big sword in one hand and held a high-level earth fire in the other hand and attacked Song Que fiercely.

Although Song Que was a powerful man of the first level of the Little Saint level, he couldn't resist the fierce attack of the Holy Mark Puppet for a while and fell into a disadvantage.

And Luo Zhen on the ground kept bending down to pick up things, and put all the treasure space magic weapons of those fallen guys into his pocket.

After opening each space magic weapon and taking a quick look, Luo Zhen suddenly became happy.

These guys are very wealthy!

Each space magic weapon is filled with various rare materials and a large amount of holy jade. With these space magic weapons alone, Luo Zhen can earn back the holy jade he spent tonight.

"Killing people and setting fires, the golden belt, as expected, it is still faster to make money by cheating on the thieves." After putting all the harvest away, Luo Zhen couldn't help but sigh.

Then, Luo Zhen looked up and looked at the battle in the air.

In the air, the holy pattern puppet was fighting with a life-for-life style, beating Song Que back step by step. Anyway, the puppet does not know pain, nor does it have any fear, only the instinct to fight, so the fighting style is extremely fierce.

On the other hand, Song Que is not the case.

Song Que is a normal cultivator, with flesh and blood and thoughts, and all cultivators with thoughts will be affected by their emotions.

He was scared.

The fighting style of the Holy Mark Puppet is to not care about anything, not caring about the injuries on his body, and not caring whether he will die, but he will not do that!

"The two Taoist friends are strong, I am convinced, I will not entangle with you, see you again!" After Song Que threw down a word, his body shook and turned into a gust of wind and soared into the sky.

He wants to escape!

The Holy Mark Puppet wanted to chase, but it did not have the corresponding flying method, and its speed was much slower than Song Que.

Seeing that Song Que was about to escape successfully, at this moment, Luo Zhen smiled slightly and opened the spirit beast bag.

Then released ten Taixuan Mantises.

"Go, that person is yours, you can devour it at will." Luo Zhen pointed at Song Que who had escaped to the horizon, and gave an order with a smile.

The ten Taixuan Mantises flapped their wings and flew, and at the same time performed the Void Crossing Divine Ability.

The next moment, the void rippled, and the Taixuan Mantises directly penetrated the space and surrounded Song Que who was fleeing far away.

"Ah!"

"What kind of weird bug is this! Ah!!"

One minute later.

Ten Taixuan mantises flew back with their mouths full of oil, and Song Que had been torn into pieces and swallowed by them.

"Well done! Dad is very satisfied!" Luo Zhen laughed, put the mantises into the spirit beast bag, then turned his head to look at the void on the left, sneered,

"Daoyou has been observing for a while, now it's time to show up!"

After the voice came out, the space was silent, without any reaction.

"Pretending not to hear, huh, get out of here!" Luo Zhen continued to sneer, stretched out his hand and pulled it hard, and a dark knife energy shot out from between his fingers, slashing towards the space!