Chapter 401: Just an Ant

Taoist Changhong took action and attacked Gu Changqing forcefully.

This is not only to stop Gu Changqing from talking anymore, but also to capture Gu Changqing first and control him.

Although they have the Tian Yuan Halberd in hand, their side is still a little weak compared to true saints like the Fifth Jiao Ancestor. They must capture Gu Changqing and his daughter to increase their negotiating cards.

Taoist Changhong made a strong move, causing the masters of the three tribes to change their expressions. They were all eager to challenge and capture the Changqing father and daughter before Taoist Changhong.

But their movements were stopped by the leaders of the three tribes.

Both the Fifth Dragon Ancestor and the two Quasi-Sages, Yixu Xueling, stopped their actions.

"There is no need to rush to take action, let's wait and see the internal fighting among the human race!"

Xue Ling's eyes were sarcastic and he sneered.

"This son has obtained the legacy of the Holy Lord. Even if his cultivation is not good enough, there is no guarantee that the divine treasure left by the Holy Lord will be a life-saving trump card for future generations. Don't underestimate it!"

Yixu's words were more straightforward, and he stared at Gu Changqing, observing his every little move.

"There are people who are willing to take action and kill their own people to find a way for us. Why should we be anxious?"

The three leaders spoke, allowing the masters of the three tribes to calm down. They looked at the center of the battlefield one by one. The Changqing father and daughter, who were targeted by Changhong Taoist, were all free and began to wait to watch the show.

The gloating and mocking looks of the masters of the three clans made Taoist Changhong feel something in his heart, and he was also filled with anger.

He did not dare to bear grudges against the masters of the three clans, so he only blamed Gu Changqing and his daughter for this humiliation.

"If it weren't for the quarrel between father and daughter, why would I take action today and be ridiculed?"

Changhong Taoist thought, his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised his left hand.

"Crack!"

In the palm of his hand, thunder and light intertwined, condensing into a purple-gold divine spear, with arcs of electricity entwining on it, making the souls of the viewers tremble!

"Taoist Changhong, the thunder path dominates the human race in the wilderness. He really has some skills!"

The fifth dragon ancestor couldn't help but nodded slightly, while the other people watching the battle held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

"Changhong, you bastard!"

When the old sect leader Taiyan saw this scene, his old eyes turned red with anger, and he roared.

However, as the holy weapon of the country, the Tianyuan Halberd is too powerful with the blessing of luck.

Even if the old man tried his best, he could not break through the void cage created by the holy halberd in a short time. He could only watch Taoist Changhong activate the thunder spear and bombard it towards Gu Changqing!

"boom!"

The sound of thunder rolled in the void, stirring up the surrounding areas, causing all the heroes on the battlefield to shake their sea of ​​consciousness.

The purple-gold thunder spear penetrated the sky, smashed into the sea of ​​clouds, and turned into a blazing thunder light like a waterfall, directly drowning the figures of Gu Changqing and his daughter!

"it's over."

"It's a pity that although the father and daughter are extremely talented, their training time was too short, which led to today's tragedy!"

Many ancient creatures shook their heads slightly and looked at that area with a little sympathy.

Being able to pull teeth from the jaws of the three ancient saint clans and cut off opportunities.

Whether it is Gu Changqing or Xiao Yiren, their talents are recognized by all the heroes present. It is no problem to be immortal and dominate the wilderness. Unfortunately, they have no hope of surviving until that day...

"Pfft!"

Just when everyone was sighing in their hearts, a blasting sound suddenly exploded on the battlefield, causing everyone's eyes to fall to the origin of the sound. Immediately, their pupils suddenly widened!

Under the gazes of disbelieving eyes, above the clouds, Taoist Changhong, whose expression was indifferent and a bit ferocious, his eyes were frozen at this moment, and he lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief.

There, a huge hole emerged at this moment. A mysterious war puppet covered in purple and gold marks was standing in front of him, expressionlessly retracting its punch.

Until the war puppet retracted his fist.

Taoist Changhong finally woke up from a dream and subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to scream and ask for help, but he could no longer do it.

The Zhan Puppet's punch shattered not only his chest but also his heart.

There is even more divine power like the abyss, flowing through his body along the wound, blasting through his Dantian sea of ​​consciousness!

"Plop!"

After a brief stalemate, under the shocked eyes of all the monks present, this famous Lei Dao cultivator in the wilderness, a quasi-sage, could not even say his last words. He fell to the ground with his eyes wide open and slumped to death. They never closed their eyes!

"I...what did I see?"

"A quasi-sage was killed with just one punch?!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! That was Taoist Changhong, a powerful figure who has been famous in the wilderness for more than a thousand years. How could he die so easily!?"

Many people were dumbfounded, especially the human monks who stood on the side of the third prince, whose voices were trembling at this moment.

Even the third prince and the Purple Moon Quasi-Sage behind him had their eyes twitching wildly at this moment. They looked at the purple-gold war puppet standing in the sky with deep horror in their eyes!

"A quasi-saint-level war puppet...this boy has indeed obtained the holy treasure of the holy king!"

The third prince murmured.

The words spoken also made many monks present who were still in shock come back to their senses. Looking at the war puppet in the air, in addition to fear, there was an indescribable blazing look in their eyes!

How rare is a quasi-jihadi puppet?

A puppet of this level cannot be said to exist in the saint realm.

Even if it is a Saint King, unless he is a master of weapon, it is impossible to refine it.

Only a Saint Lord can refine such a supernatural war puppet with combat power that can instantly kill ordinary quasi-saints!

And this war puppet appeared in the world at this moment, protecting Gu Changqing and killing Changhong Taoist, which means that Gu Changqing really succeeded in intercepting the divine treasures of the Yinming and Xueque tribes, opened a Saint Lord's mansion, and obtained the inheritance!

Before this.

The heroes present, even the Xueque tribe and the Yinming tribe, only knew that Gu Changqing intercepted their Saint Lord's mansion.

But the inheritance of a generation of Saint Lords must have trials, and the difficulty will never be low.

Intercepting the mansion and entering it does not mean that Gu Changqing will definitely gain something.

And now, in front of Gu Changqing, the appearance of this purple gold war puppet completely ended the worries in everyone's hearts, so that after a brief surprise, they looked at Gu Changqing's eyes, and the flames of greed became more and more intense!

"Although one Taoist Changhong died, it doesn't matter..."

"As long as we can capture this boy, not to mention the other divine treasures on him, this war puppet alone is worth ten Taoist Changhongs!"

The third prince of Tianyuan stared at Gu Changqing, his eyes became more and more fiery, and the words he said made the Ziyue Quasi-Saint behind him shudder involuntarily, and his heart became a little flustered, fearing that the third prince would send her up again.

Her cultivation level was only equal to that of Taoist Changhong, and she was practicing illusion. To deal with such a puppet, it was good enough to be able to exert 30% of her combat power.

If she really had to go, she would probably die faster than Taoist Changhong!

Fortunately, she didn't worry for too long.

Because, as the war puppet was summoned, the masters of the other three tribes could no longer sit still.

Just as the third prince of Tianyuan thought.

Such a war puppet that can kill ordinary quasi-saints instantly is a supreme treasure even for a large clan like the Qingjiao clan with a saint in charge!

"You guys, capture this beast for me!"

"Quickly set up the formation and take the war puppet back from that kid!"

The two quasi-saints Xue Ling and Yi Xu spoke first, ordering the emperors of the clan to form a formation and move forward, while urging the seven great saints who formed the formation to bless these emperors and weaken the war puppets around Gu Changqing.

Suddenly, strange divine lights rose above the seven saints who formed the formation, one after another, like shackles, falling towards the war puppet in front of Gu Changqing.

At the same time, the emperors of the Yinming and Xueque clans also moved. Under the orders of the two quasi-saints, they formed a killing formation and rushed towards Gu Changqing.

"You think that the Heavenly Refining God Puppet is the card for protecting the Dao that you got from the Forbidden Mansion?"

Gu Changqing's expression was a little strange when he saw those greedy monks rushing towards him.

"If I really have such a card, I won't waste it on you, okay!"

Gu Changqing shook his head.

He did get the card for protecting the Dao in the Yuanwu Forbidden Mansion, but the three Saint Lords Jishan had limited number of times to make moves.

Before he really took charge of the Yuanwu Forbidden Mansion, he could only issue orders three times.

Gu Changqing would not waste them here.

What killed Taoist Changhong was only the companion spirit treasure of his Heavenly Refining Saint Body, the Heavenly Refining God Puppet!

However, Gu Changqing was too lazy to explain these words in detail, anyway...

"It's just an ant!"

Gu Changqing shook his head and took a step forward. Under the stunned gaze of the spectators, he walked out of the protection circle of the Heavenly Refining God Puppet and faced the two clans' emperors who were rushing over, and fought against them!

"Are you looking for death?!"

The crowd of spectators were dumbfounded, except for Xiao Yiren, whose eyes were wide open. There was no surprise or fear in her eyes, only strong expectation!

The next second.

"Crack!"

On the battlefield, there were thousands of sword beams rising from three feet in front of Gu Changqing. As Gu Changqing slashed down with his sword, the sword beams were like flowing light. In just a moment.

The group of blood sparrow corpses that rushed over did not even have the chance to scream, and were pierced and destroyed by Gu Changqing's rain of sword beams!