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Chapter 4823 Eighteen Golems

"not good."

The old man's face was startled, showing a look of shock and anger. A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and the two swords in his hands suddenly transformed into a sword shield.

The sword and shield guarded him in front of him, instantly forming a terrifying defense.

The next moment, the black shadow's fist had already hit the old man's sword and shield.

With a click, the sword shield shattered directly, and the sword energy in the sky shattered into pieces, turning into dense sword rays that shot out in all directions, cutting the void into pieces.

But the demonic shadow's attack also fell directly on the old man.

Boom! The old man and the Dark Thunder Ancestor were both blown away tens of thousands of feet, their shadows flickered, and they almost collapsed on the spot.

They were all dead, and what was left behind was just the body transformed by the powerful supreme origin and remnant soul. Their bodies were directly shaken by this blow.

So strong! The old man and the others looked up and looked at the black shadow in shock and anger. It had to be said that this black shadow was extremely powerful and had terrible defense. It was not afraid of their attacks at all.

After hitting the target with one punch, the black demonic figure swayed and appeared in front of the old man again.

"Damn it, look at my sword, the Dark Soul Sword!"

Stabilizing his body in the void, the old man roared angrily, and suddenly struck the black demonic figure with his sword. Above the light of the sword, a terrifying soul breath shot out and sank directly into the black demonic figure's body.

However, the black demonic figure remained motionless, and allowed the soul sword light to enter his body. With a pop, the swordlight sank into the opponent's body, as if the stone was sinking into the ocean. The black demonic shadow did not move at all, and came to the old man in an instant with a punch.

"What?"

The old man was shocked. He never expected that the other party would dare to ignore his soul attack.

It should be noted that the soul of his dark clan has a suppressive effect on the powerful people in this universe.

What kind of monster is this?

Boom! In a hurry, the old man only had time to hold the sword in front of him, and his whole body flew backwards again. This time, as soon as he stopped, the void behind him was shattered.

I can't bear this terrible impact.

Before the old man could stabilize his figure, the void suddenly fluctuated, and the black demonic figure suddenly appeared in front of the old man. Boom, billowing demonic energy swept in, trying to engulf the old man.

There was fear in the old man's eyes, and he was about to be overwhelmed by this monstrous demonic energy. Suddenly... boom! A figure appeared in front of the old man, waving violently at the black demonic figure.

Bang! The black demonic figure flew backwards as it came. The void behind him was blasted layer by layer, and its body was bent directly, like a twisted twist.

"Your Majesty."

The old man showed surprise.

The person who took action was none other than the throne.

At this moment, the throne frowned and looked at the black demonic figure that was blasted away in front of him.

His eyes gradually became serious.

"grown ups."

On the side, where Qin Chen was, Sikong Zhen and Linyuan Supreme gasped, their eyes frightened.

Qin Chen's pupils also shrank.

I saw that after the black demonic figure was blasted away, the originally twisted body began to twist and recover bit by bit. The broken arms and chest were surrounded by black demonic energy, and they suddenly turned into safe and sound.

The appearance was unscathed.

"Demon Puppet."

The emperor said coldly, with a cold light blooming in his eyes.

Ancestor Anlei and others also took in a breath of air and showed solemn expressions.

No wonder this black demonic figure can ignore their attacks and is actually a puppet.

"Master, this is the Yuan Demon Corpse Puppet. The Yuan Demon Corpse Puppet is a puppet refined by the Demonic Soul Origin Artifact. It is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks. During their lifetime, they were at least supreme level masters. In the origin of the Demonic Soul Origin Artifact,

It must be soaked in demonic energy for at least a hundred thousand years before it can be successfully refined."

In the chaotic world, the Lord of the Abyss Demon hurriedly spoke in a deep voice.

"Abyss Demon Corpse Puppet?"

Qin Chen nodded, glanced around, and his eyes became solemn.

So, is this a defensive measure set up by the Abyss Demon Ancestor here?

At this moment, this demon puppet was looking at everyone with cold eyes.

"Humph, it's just a dead puppet."

The throne snorted coldly, then boom, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the demon puppet directly.

There was a roar.

The huge palm turned into a cage of heaven and earth, directly imprisoning the puppet in the void. The puppet kept attacking, but it was unable to break free from the shackles of the throne.

"Walk."

The throne gave a low shout and led many dark ancestors towards the demonic soul source weapon.

The most important thing now is the demon soul source device, not the demon puppet in front of you. There is no need to waste too much time on this demon puppet.

Sikong Zhenlian looked at Qin Chen anxiously: "Sir."

"There's no rush, but we'll go there too."

Qin Chen shouted low, soared straight into the sky, and flew towards the demon soul source weapon.

He looked alert and glanced around, not in a hurry.

He believed that since the Abyss Demon Ancestor was prepared here, there was more than this.

Sure enough, when the throne and the others were about to approach the source of the demonic soul.

Roar! Unable to break free, the black demonic figure suddenly let out a shocking roar.

Click, click, click! This roaring sound fell, the heaven and earth shook, the ground cracked, and with a roar, more than a dozen coffins suddenly rushed out from the dark underground.

These coffins exploded in an instant.

Seventeen black demonic figures instantly suspended between heaven and earth, and opened their bloody eyes at the same time.

Seventeen demon puppets.

"boom!"

These seventeen demon puppets all took action and instantly attacked the cage cast by the throne.

With a bang, the cage created by the throne was instantly shattered by the joint attack of eighteen puppets.

"It's the Eighteen Demon Puppet Formation."

The Lord of the Abyss Demon said solemnly: "Master, be careful. Each of the eighteen demon puppets in the array must be a mid-term peak supreme master to withstand the devastation of refining. Once they are combined, they will explode."

The power that comes out is enough to tear apart the defense of the Supreme in the later stage."

"Later-stage supreme defense?"

Qin Chen's pupils shrank and he stared at the past.

I saw these eighteen demon puppets flying towards the throne.

"Sir, leave this to us."

An ancestor roared angrily and was the first to rush forward.

Bang! A long black stick appeared in his hand, and he swept it out with one stroke.

But the eighteen demon puppets did not move at all. They just punched out together. Boom, the long black stick was directly shattered, and the ancestor also exploded directly under this force.

The soul is in ruins and slowly dissipating.

"Ancestor Feng Evil!"

The other ancestors roared angrily.

However, they were overwhelmed. Before they could grieve, the eighteen demon puppets transformed into a large formation at the same time and quickly enveloped them.

Boom! Between heaven and earth, a terrifying demonic energy suppressed, and in an instant, everyone was trapped inside.


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