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Chapter 262 The puppet dies

Among the more than thirty people who surrounded and killed Lin Huang, Lin Huang saw Han Qixiu from the Tianlei Sect.

I saw Qi Yan in Fengyu Tower.

There are also elders from various major forces.

They looked at Lin Huang, who was no longer capable of fighting, with relief on their hateful faces. It was the young man in blood in front of them who had introduced them into the Blood Moon Soul Seizing Formation, and now he had no chance of escaping!

Beside Lin Huang, Tie Wuxin fainted, and only the cold formation stood in front of Lin Huang, guarding him like an iron tower.

"Puppy, let me see where you are going to escape this time?"

Han Qixiu stared at Lin Huang and said sinisterly, with a cold murderous intention in his confused eyes. He stooped and walked slowly to Lin Huang, looking down at Lin Huang, with an unspeakable expression on his face.

A mocking look.

Looking at the shadow in front of him, Lin Huang wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth. With his black hair flickering, he revealed a cold smile:

"You are just an old dog that once crawled at my master's feet, and you dare to be so rampant!"

Han Qixiu's expression condensed, and her wrinkled face revealed an increasingly cold and piercing murderous intent.

The three words Xiao Yishan were like a nightmare in his heart.

"Xiao Yishan has already left the Eastern Spirit Realm, do you still expect him to save you? Or do you think this array puppet can block all the attacks for you?"

Han Qixiu said in disgust.

Even Qi Yan beside him was extremely gloomy. If not for Lin Huang, he would not have had a meridian stripped off by Xiao Yishan, nor would he have lost his disciple Qi Changfeng, nor would he have mistakenly entered the Blood Moon Soul Seizing Formation.

"Do you really think that I, Lin Huang, have become the last of my strength?"

Feeling the countless killing intent coming from all around, Lin Huang stroked the array puppet with his hand, feeling the coldness coming from his fingertips, and his expression suddenly became a little sad...

In the field, everyone laughed wildly.

"With the land like this now, can you still fly into the sky?"

"It's just a puppy, who do you think you are?"

"We are waiting for more than thirty Tianyuan warriors here. Even if the powerful Wuhou comes in person, we must stay away!"

"Send him on his way, he's just a little thief with no backing. Do you really think you can make a difference?"

"The new generation legend of Dongling? Tsk tsk... It's really comfortable to die here!"



In the jungle, the sounds of ridicule continued. Han Qixiu and Qi Yan were approaching Lin Huang step by step, each step exuding a powerful aura, like huge drumsticks beating on Lin Huang's chest.

In the field, Lin Huang looked sad and cold. He ignored everyone's ridicule. He stroked the array puppet with his hand, and murmured softly with a smile in his eyes:

"I am no one, I am just my mother's son!"

As he spoke, Lin Huang pressed the seal with both hands, and a mysterious power suddenly spread out from the formation puppet's body.

Kaka.

The sound of the clashing of golden swords came from the body of the array puppet, and a terrifying light burst out from the whole body, shining in all directions, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

In the field, everyone's expressions changed drastically...

"What does he want to do? Why is a formation puppet so powerful?"

"He wants the formation puppet to explode!"

Someone roared.

"Although the array puppet is only at the Tianyuan realm, it can only be refined by a fifth-level array master. The power of its self-destruction is enough to be equivalent to a full blow from the powerful Wuhou!"

"Stop him quickly!"

someone shouted.

In the field, Lin Huang laughed coldly, his face extremely cold, "It's too late!"

Before he finished speaking, the mighty and unyielding formation like an iron tower rose into the air, guarding the forest wilderness like a mountain. The terrifying aura was rising steadily, and no one dared to approach.

Bathed in the power of the array puppet, Lin Huang let out a hoarse laugh.

Lin Beichen once said that this array of puppets was left to him by his mother.

Although it was just a cold iron shell, it once defeated Hanshan, the Heavenly Thunder Sect, in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Killed Xue Ping and Meng Zhiqiu in Piaoxue Palace.

Fight against Mr. Shenji at Dongling Restaurant.

Killed the descendants of the Jiang family in King Wu's tomb.

It didn't have any emotions, but it always gave Lin Huang the feeling that it had inherited his mother's will and was always guarding him.

Lin Huang doesn't have much affection for Lin Changtian, but deep down in his heart, he is extremely attached to his mother. This may be the blood connection between mother and son.

But now, Lin Huang had no choice but to cut off his arms in order to survive.

Looking at the radiant array of puppets in the void, Lin Huang smiled with blood on his lips, and his voice seemed to contain deep self-blame:

"Mom, I'm sorry!"

boom!

Just as Lin Huang finished speaking, the formation puppets quickly moved towards the direction of more than thirty Tianyuan, and then there was a shocking explosion. The formation puppets in the void suddenly exploded, and the terrifying aura that filled the air instantly

Sweeping across a radius of ten miles.

In an instant, everyone was hiding away, looking as miserable as dogs.

final……

Blood rain flew across the jungle, heads rolled down, countless broken limbs were scattered on the ground, and all the ancient trees around were turned into powder, with no grass growing.

At this moment, all the mighty array puppets turned into countless pieces of iron and ceased to exist.

Ahem...

In the mud, Lin Huang struggled to get up. Even though he controlled the array puppet and greatly weakened the damage caused by the array puppet to him, he still withstood the strong force.

Afterwards, Lin Huang dug Tie Wuxin out of the soil.

Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was smiling, but there was no smile at all. He suddenly felt empty in his heart.

Over the years, he has been hiding his longing for his mother.

But today, when the array puppet disappeared, he just realized... the affection between mother and son can be buried deep, but it will never disappear!

"You little thief Linhuang, I swear I will tear you apart!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in the jungle.

Lin Huang's expression changed, and he saw several mounds of earth shaking in front of him, as if someone was trying to crawl out of them.

Lin Huang frowned. He didn't expect that Han Qixiu, Qi Yan and others were not killed by the explosion.

"Really?"

Lin Huang murmured, looking at the shaking mound in front of him, then struggled to stand up, holding the demon-suppressing knife in his hand, and with a long roar, he stimulated the remaining power in his body and headed towards the mound.

go.

Whoosh!

The demon-suppressing knife was inserted into the mound one after another, exterminating the lives of several people. After seeing the blood seeping out of the soil, Lin Huang sneered, dug out several people from the soil, and chopped off their heads.

call……

After confirming that no fish had slipped through the net, Lin Huang breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to carry Tie Wuxin on his back, and disappeared into the jungle.

This time, he didn't have any puppets.

There is no trump card anymore.

But there are still many people chasing him. Although Han Qixiu and Qi Yan are dead, there are still the chief elders of Qianyin Valley and the Zhenbei general from the Shangguan Dynasty.

Simply, night is about to cover the earth!

In the bitingly cold river, Lin Huang drifted feebly along the river, his body already a mess.

Falling down twice, and then forcefully breaking through the realm, caused great damage to his meridians. And swallowing the Destruction Pill may have even damaged the foundation of martial arts.

This is a taboo in martial arts practice!

Even though he was worried in his heart, Lin Huang didn't regret it at all.

Living... is the most important thing.

Unknowingly, time passed quietly.

Before everyone found Lin Huang again, night had fallen. In Tianlong Mountain, a blood-colored full moon was rising slowly...


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