"Feng Wuhen, this Su Anlin seems to be trying to deal with you."
Yin Wuxie, the top disciple of the Yin and Yang Sect, looked at the approaching Su Anlin with a smile and spoke.
On the side, Yang Chunxue turned to look at Feng Wuhen, patted the black coffin beside him and said, "Feng Wuhen, do you want us to help you?"
"Hahaha, thank you Miss Yang Chunxue for your kindness. I have countless demon soldiers and am protected by giants. This Su Anlin probably doesn't even have the ability to come close to me."
Feng Wuhen said confidently.
But the next moment, as if deliberately going against him, Su Anlin directly offered the black smoke jade bottle.
Nine black mist black dragons flew towards his demon soldiers.
Su Anlin got into the black mist, moved left and right, and came to Feng Wuhen.
Feng Wuhen stepped on the giant's shoulder, looked at Su Anlin floating over, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately shouted to Su Anlin, "Kill him."
The giant let out a deafening roar, raised his big hand, and swung it towards Su Anlin like a mosquito.
Whirring whirring…………
The hurricanes brought by the big hand were hunting wildly. Su Anlin directly used the Wanluo Knife. As soon as the holy weapon came out, Feng Wuhen was stunned and subconsciously exclaimed, "Holy weapon!
"
"boom!"
Su Anlin slashed hard, and a truck-sized sword blasted over.
Feng Wuhen looked at the huge sword light coming towards him. His whole spirit seemed to be sucked by the sword light, and he even kept moving his hands and feet.
There was only one thought in my mind, the holy weapon was too terrifying.
It's not like they didn't do a good job of information work when they came out this time. According to the information, Su Anlin didn't have any sacred artifacts at all.
When the black smoke jade bottle first appeared, they were already shocked.
Fortunately, the black smoke jade bottle mainly attacks people's souls, so as long as they are not weak, they are not easy to target.
But this knife is obviously more powerful than the black smoke jade bottle.
"withdraw!
"
Yin Wuxie and Yang Chunxue, a couple from the Yin and Yang Sect, stepped back as soon as they realized something was wrong.
At the same time, they simultaneously issued an order: "Kill me the Vajra Puppet! All the Yin-Yang Sect disciples obey the order, release all the puppets, and kill the Qingtian Sect disciples. Whoever hands these people die, our Yin-Yang Sect will help him kill this person."
Refine it into a puppet and give it to him!"
A large part of the strength of the Yin Yang Sect people comes from puppets.
They fight against the puppets and absorb the Yin energy nourished by the puppets to improve themselves.
Therefore, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the value after being refined into a puppet.
A group of people from the Yin and Yang Sect were all excited and sacrificed their puppets one after another.
Boom boom boom......
Coffins stood erected on the ground, and puppets walked out of them.
"kill!
"
A group of puppets came from all directions, working with countless demon soldiers to kill them.
Elder Ying shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone. This is a real actual battle. We are now fighting against the odds. The more this happens, the less we can panic, otherwise, we will end up being made into puppets!"
At this moment, it is time to show everyone's true thoughts.
Fairy Qin swung her long sword and killed them with several female disciples.
Wen Wuqing also took one step, and in an instant, he was in front of a demon soldier.
Poof!
He pierced the body of the demon soldier, then glanced at Su Anlin, his expression slightly condensed.
"Su Anlin, I have to rely on you this time."
Although Wen Qingqing was very confident in Su Anlin, something was different this time.
They asked themselves, if he leads the team this time, it might be very troublesome.
In the distance, Su Anlin's sword light had erupted. The truck-sized sword light locked onto Feng Wuhen. Feng Wuhen gritted his teeth. At the critical moment, the giant at his feet suddenly raised his hands and crossed them in front of him to protect him.
This kind of giant looks huge. I originally thought that the movement of this kind of thing would be very slow, but I didn't expect that the movement is not slow at all.
Unfortunately, it was useless, the violent sword light quickly blasted the giant's hand.
Health bar-789
In one breath, the giant's health bar dropped rapidly.
Feng Wuhen's face changed slightly. After this blow, his previous confidence was completely gone, leaving only shock and anger.
Su Anlin's strength exceeded his expectations.
The most important thing in a battle is momentum, and this blow has wiped out all his momentum.
No, you have to evacuate quickly.
He touched the Qiankun bag on his waist, and another handful of beans flew into the air towards Su Anlin.
Countless beans surrounded Su Anlin.
In an instant, these beans exploded one after another and turned into black-armored demon soldiers.
These demon soldiers are obviously much stronger than the group of demon soldiers on the ground, and their health bars are all around 1,230.
A total of thirty demon soldiers, all moving in unison, surrounded Su Anlin in mid-air.
"Kill him." Feng Wuhen shouted angrily, his eyes full of resentment.
Refining these giants is extremely energy-consuming and requires countless treasures of heaven and earth.
It is first condensed with flesh and blood to form a giant, and then merged with countless ghost souls, hiding deep in the ground for hundreds of days, constantly nourished by the power of Yin, and finally formed such a giant.
Every giant has the ability to kill Qi Sense Realm masters, and is very precious.
And just now, Su Anlin was injured by him in the blink of an eye.
This kind of giant cannot be repaired. Once his hands are gone, they are gone, and his combat effectiveness is greatly reduced. Even he, the prince of the Demon Sect, cannot bear this kind of loss.
Looking at the black-armored demon soldiers around him, Su Anlin swung his blade, stepped out of the void, and swung it round to kill the demon soldiers around him.
Puff puff……
Just like chopping melons and vegetables, the demon soldiers fell down one by one.
The defensive power of these demonic soldiers was indeed strong, but unfortunately the holy weapon in Su Anlin's hand was too sharp, leaving Feng Wuhen dumbfounded.
At the same time, there was deep jealousy in his eyes.
If I can get this kind of holy weapon, my combat effectiveness will increase by 30%!
As soon as he thought about this, he looked at these black-armored demon soldiers with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
"That's all, I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf, so I can only do this. Su Anlin, if you want to blame it, it's because the thing in your hand is too good!"
"Blow it up!"
Feng Wuhen gave a low drink.
These magic soldiers have explosive talismans in their bodies, and they can self-destruct if the situation goes wrong.
In an instant, the sound of explosion was heard.
Boom boom boom......
Not far away, Yin Wuxie and Yang Chunxue looked at this scene and both smiled.
"This guy Feng Wuhen has spent a lot of money this time. With so many high-level demon soldiers self-destructing, even you and I will suffer the consequences!"
Yin Wuxie spoke indifferently, feeling that Su Anlin would be crippled even if he didn't die.
Yang Chunxue nodded in agreement, her eyes twinkling as she said, "There are two sacred objects in Su Anlin's hands. I'm quite interested in the black smoke jade bottle. It seems to belong to the bald donkeys in the Dome Temple."
"Oh, is it the black smoke jade bottle? No wonder I feel like it. I heard a while ago that the old monk Huizhen from the Dome Temple was missing. It was rumored that he was dead and passed away. Now his black smoke jade bottle appears in Su Anlin's hand.
Is it possible to say that it was Su Anlin who killed Huizhen?" Yin Wuxie raised his eyebrows and said, but he knew that the group of monks at Dome Temple were not easy to mess with and were very difficult to deal with.
"No matter what, it is definitely not normal for the black smoke jade bottle to appear in Su Anlin's hands."
"Hey, let's go over now and try to get the black smoke jade bottle. These are two sacred artifacts. We can't let Feng Wuhen take them all by himself."
"I think so too."
Although the Demon Sect and the Yin-Yang Sect are united, in the final analysis, they are all for profit, and each has their own evil intentions.
On the surface, the two work together to deal with others, but when interests arise, the two parties will make their own plans.
However, just as the two people rushed forward, at the moment of the explosion, they discovered that the center of the explosion was flashing with golden light.
If you look carefully, you can see the golden light continuing to sweep towards Feng Wuhen, and there is a faint flash of electric light inside.
"No, it's a thunder and lightning body!"
Feng Wuhen let out a low cry.
He naturally understands the inheritance of the leader of the Qingtian Sect, the Thunder and Lightning Body.
I also know that Su Anlin has practiced this trick.
But in his opinion, Su Anlin had only been in the Qingtian Sect for a long time, and no matter how powerful he was, he would never be that powerful.
If you don't practice this technique for decades, it will be difficult to become successful.
But now looking at Su Anlin's thunder and lightning body, it is obviously different from what he thought.
"Zizzizi..."
The electric light on Su Anlin flashed, and as the electric light rushed out of the explosion dust cloud, Su Anlin was already close to Chi Chi.
"Feng Wuhen, today is the day you die."
Su Anlin's tone was indifferent, and his eyes were like looking at a dead person.
At this moment, Feng Wuhen was like falling into an ice cellar, and he immediately used a first-grade magic weapon, a lightning ball.
This thing is for life-saving defense.
Throwing it in front of him, even so, Feng Wuhen still showed no signs of slacking off.
Because he knew that no matter how powerful the defense of this lightning ball was, in the final analysis it was just a first-class magic weapon.
No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it cannot compare to the sacred weapon.
He just wants to buy some time and get out quickly.
I have to say, he thought very well.
In an instant, he quickly retreated.
Su Anlin roared, and the Wanluo knife struck directly into the lightning ball.
"Rumble..."
The lightning ball exploded, forming a thick wall of lightning in an attempt to stop Su Anlin.
Unfortunately, it is of no use at all.
Su Anlin's body seemed not to be afraid. He entered the thick wall and was not hurt at all.
"you are not human."
Feng Wuhen was frightened, but it was too late.
Su Anlin struck his shoulder with a sword. Before the blade reached him, his shoulder had already flown out first.
The next moment, Su Anlin grabbed his forehead with one hand and pulled hard, and his Tianling Cap was blown away.
"die!"
Another heavy punch hit Feng Wuhen in the face.
This punch injected all of Su Anlin's power, tearing the air apart like thunder and lightning. Half of Feng Wuhen's head was injured, and his cervical vertebrae were also broken.
The next moment, Feng Wuhen fell straight to the ground, and his body was smashed to pieces.
Feng Wuhen is dead.
Seeing this scene, the Qingtian sect disciples were all excited.
Because they discovered that with the death of Feng Wuhen, his demon soldiers seemed to have lost control. Although they were still fighting, they lost their structure and their formations became scattered, becoming just a group of stragglers who were not afraid of death.
[Good opportunity, Su Anlin, collect this man’s Qiankun Bag, it contains a way to control the magic soldiers! 】
Suddenly, the Changpi Immortal Sutra sent a message to Su Anlin.
Su Anlin's heart moved, should he control the magic soldiers?
Although he quite dislikes these magic soldiers because their individual combat effectiveness is too poor.
However, just now these magic soldiers self-destructed collectively. If it were anyone else, I am afraid they would really be killed.
Based on this, Su Anlin feels that it is still somewhat useful.
With this thought, Su Anlin no longer hesitated and quickly swept down.
Unexpectedly, two people suddenly appeared behind him, one on the left and one on the right, and murderous intent enveloped him.
"Yin Wuxie, Yang Chunxue, you two want to pick up the corpse?"
Su Anlin sneered, turned his head and swept away with his knife.
Unexpectedly, Yin Wuxie and Yang Chunxue suddenly turned into a black mist and accelerated downwards.
"Soul body?"
Su Anlin took out the jade bottle of black smoke, and just as he was about to kill him, the two of them sacrificed four black coffins.
From the black coffin, a stone-black mummy instantly rushed out.
【Mummy】
[Health bar 3200/3200]
【Health bar 3188/3188.】
The two men tried to use four mummies to block Su Anlin's footsteps in order to delay time.
They also saw that it was difficult for them to deal with Su Anlin when he had the sacred weapon. In this case, it was better to get Feng Wuhen's Qiankun Bag first.
There are ways to control the magic soldiers, and there are also quasi-immortal techniques that can turn into soldiers by spreading beans, which is infinitely powerful.
In the past, the Demon Sect relied on this quasi-immortal technique to turn enemies into soldiers, and was so powerful that at its peak, it was considered one of the ten sects.
But for some unknown reason, the Demon Sect has gradually declined over the years, and its disciples have withered away.
Many people say that this may be due to being suppressed by other sects. Only those from the Yin and Yang Sect who often come into contact with them know that this does not seem to be the reason.
"roll!"
Seeing the mummies that were like small fishes coming to kill, Su Anlin was possessed by the lightning body and had no time to deal with them. He quickly flew towards Feng Wuhen's corpse like a falling meteor.
Swish!
The expressions of Yin Wuxie and Yang Chunxue changed slightly.
"This man is so fast, Yang Chunxue, resist him!" Yin Wuxie said quickly.
Yang Chunxue's eyes flashed, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm weaker than you, and you actually let me resist!"
"How dare you disobey my order? Don't forget that I am taking you into the Yin-Yang Gate!"
Yin Wuxie snorted coldly and sped up, "You only need to resist three breaths. I will get the Qiankun Bag. Let's leave here first."
This time they suffered some heavy losses, but if they could find a way to spread the beans and form an army, they could make up for the losses.
Although Yang Chunxue is unwilling, the situation is stronger than the person!
Helpless, he turned his head and said, "Su Anlin, let's admit defeat this time. If you let us leave, we will leave immediately. How about that?"
She was trying to stall for time.
Su Anlin stared at her as if she were an idiot, and said, "The evil ghost is out of the cage!"
The evil ghost in the black smoke jade bottle was shrouded in spring snow. The next moment, Su Anlin shouted, "Take it from me!"
Yang Chunxue and Yin Wuxie turned out to be souls, and their real bodies were unknown.
In this case, the black smoke jade bottle comes into play, it just collects their souls.
Because of understanding this, Yang Chunxue and Yin Wuxie just lost their will to fight.
Yang Chunxue's face changed slightly, "I'm not even injured, but you actually want to take me in. It's not that easy..."
"Then you underestimate me."
Su Anlin is very confident. His spiritual energy is powerful. When using the black smoke jade bottle, it is several levels higher than the monks of the Dome Temple.
The magic weapon is like this. The stronger the person who uses it, the more powerful the magic weapon becomes.
Yang Chunxue originally wanted to resist, but suddenly, she felt the pressure of the black smoke jade bottle!