Chapter 1049 Death Butterfly Who Is Not Good at Fighting

The little snake wrapped around Lin Huang's right hand is naturally Lin Huang's god figurine battle spirit - the snake.

At the beginning, Lin Huang was a seal-like true spirit that came from the visualization of a figurine and a demon.

The sealing ability of the Medusa tribe in the legendary God Race was obtained from a shackled snake.

The flail snake in Lin Huang's hand was only a baby, and its body length could barely wrap around Lin Huang's arm for a little more than a circle.

Normally, the baby flail snake in the Zijin Emperor Palace realm is not enough to have the ability to seal a demigod or a virtual god. After all, demigods and virtual gods have divine power in their bodies.

But the battle spirit of the god figurine is different. The god figurine battle soul activated by a demigod or a virtual god can only be regarded as a puppet tool at best.

The seal of the snake can forcibly block the connection between the god figurine and the owner, and cut off the energy supply of the god figurine's war soul.

So, an incredible scene just happened.

The three-headed figurine bound by the chains was instantly blocked from contact with the old sword cultivator, and was cut off from the source of energy, and lay down on the spot.

The elder Jianxiu in the distance was stunned. When he saw the chains growing out of the three-headed monster, he was a little surprised if his figurine had acquired any new skills. As a result, when the figurine fell to the ground, he knew that it was a trick. But no matter how he tried to contact the figurine, he couldn't get in touch, and even wanted to take the figurine back, but there was no response. The connection between himself and the figurine seemed to be completely cut off by the chains that grew out of the figurine.

The rest of the people, including Mother Wei, were stunned when they saw this scene, and then looked at Lin Huang with more and more fear.

"This is already the fourth deification-level imperial beast... Now it seems that Lin Huang's nine imperial beasts are very likely to be deified-level, with strength comparable to the virtual god realm!" Several demigods thought It's scary to think about.

Your long-lived realm is just hanging like this, and you will be promoted to False God in the future, what will it be like? !

Seeing Lin Huang smilingly put the three-headed figurine into his storage space, the old sword cultivator had the urge to scold his mother.

"Don't use the god figurine to fight the soul, the snake in his hand has the ability to seal! I can't even take the god figurine back." The old sword cultivator reminded the others with a gloomy expression.

How to fight this? !

Several demigods are depressed, let's play by themselves, it is estimated that they will be directly frozen by the white-robed imperial beast. The god figurine war soul can't be used either, it will be directly sealed by the other party if it is used, and it will also be picked up by the other party into the storage space.

Mother Wei was in a worse mood, her two puppets were completely crushed by the other's two imperial beasts.

On the other hand, he tried his best to contain him, and several of his subordinates did not do their best. Not only did they not hurt Lin Huang in the slightest, but two died and one was severely injured.

Just when she was worried about what to do next, the nine-tailed Tmall suddenly slapped the dog-headed puppet that was his enemy towards Lin Huang.

The snake's eyes lit up again, and the dog-headed puppet also began to grow black chains, which was instantly wrapped into a zongzi and lay down directly.

Before he could react, the nine-tailed Tmall appeared on top of his head in a flash, and slapped it hard on the face of the temple guard with another slap.

The temple guard, who was more than three meters tall, flew out in a spiral, and then fell violently less than twenty meters in front of Lin Huang.

Before he could get up, the snake's eyes flashed with golden light, and the temple guard was wrapped into a zongzi and lay motionless on the ground.

"What's wrong with this, you just like to pat people's faces?" Lin Huang glanced at Nine-Tailed Tmall and muttered in a low voice.

Then he looked at the two puppets in front of him with great satisfaction. Spiritual Mind rolled them up and was about to put them in the storage space when he heard Wei's mother scream.

"Lin Huang, you dare?! That's my collection!"

Lin Huang raised his brows, and without hesitation he included the two in his Emperor Heart Ring.

"From now on, it's mine."

"Lin Huang, I can warn you, my things are not so easy to take." Wei's mother's face began to look hideous.

"It's not up to you to decide whether to take it or not. You can summon a few more puppets, and I can show you whether you can take it or not." Lin Huang smiled playfully.

"Since you have said so, I will do as you wish. I would like to see how many times the sealing ability of your imperial beast can be used in a day!"

Mother Wei's voice fell, her sleeves twitched, and monster puppets of different shapes were densely spread on the ground.

There are thousands of them in that number, most of them are in the imperial palace realm, and more than 20 are only demigods.

With such an army of monsters, anyone who sees it may have a drastic change in his face.

But Lin Huang's face did not show the slightest wave.

"Is it legion flow? But this number is really small." Lin Huang whispered to himself.

He also followed the legion flow route, but a single 100,000 legion of the immortal Styx was dozens of times as many as Wei Mu's legion. Not to mention, he still has the Legion of Scarlet and Battle King.

"I'm not ashamed to say it!" Mother Wei naturally glared at him when she heard his comment.

Secretly, he sent a voice transmission to the three demigods and the housekeeper next to him, "You guys will take advantage of the chaos to find an opportunity to kill Lin Huang later! Leave the rest to me."

After the sound transmission was over, Mother Wei controlled the puppet army and launched an attack in the direction of Lin Huang.

Seeing this, Wu Mo was about to make a move, but was blocked by Lin Huang reaching out.

"Sister Momo, just watch it."

Lin Huang's voice fell, and an inconspicuous blue butterfly on the collar suddenly flapped its wings.

In the next second, a black ripple swayed like a water wave.

Wherever they passed, all the puppets froze instantly, not only the imperial palace puppets, but also the twenty or so demigod-level puppets suddenly stood still.

No, not only the puppets, but also Mother Wei, the housekeeper, and the remaining three demigods, their movements suddenly stagnated.

In the next second, Mother Wei and the housekeeper suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the blue butterfly on Lin Huang's neckline with horror on their faces.

And the thousands of puppets, as well as the three remaining demigods, all turned into grains of dust like sand. A gust of wind swayed, and the dust drifted into the distance with the wind, as if it had never existed.

"This is the spirit of death in the soul world... Who are you?!" Mother Wei looked at Lin Huang with panic for the first time.

Even Lin Huang was a little shocked when he saw this scene. He originally thought that it should be easy for the death butterfly to deal with the imperial palace realm, and the remaining demigods may still need to be solved by the demigods. Unexpectedly, he fanned out his wings, and even the demigods were all hung up.

"Didn't you say that the death butterfly is not good at fighting?" Lin Huang couldn't help but asked at the stone tablet.

"What I said is not good at it is relatively speaking. The monsters who master the rules of death are extremely powerful. Compared with true spirits such as the black-robed death god and the golden skeleton, the combat power of the death butterfly is really relatively weak." explained.

"All right……"