His eyes swept over the many puppets, and the Night Stalker was planning in his mind to get rid of Yan Yu, when he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
Those puppets each guarded their own side, establishing a vague connection with this palace, turning this place into a special space.
His expression became cold, and he threw a stream of demonic energy around him. The demonic energy that was supposed to come out through the wall hit the wall and returned in vain.
He looked at Yanyu, with a look of worry on his face, and raised his hand to pinch her, "How dare you do anything under my nose!"
Originally, he had thought that it would not be too late to start building the puppet army after ten days with her help.
Unexpectedly, she couldn't wait any longer and rushed to die!
Yanyu chuckled lightly and moved back, like a flexible butterfly, avoiding the blow.
She blinked, with an innocent look on her face, "Making tricks? I obviously want you to die."
As he spoke, Yanyu took out a palm-sized pure white clock and threw it upward.
The pure white bell suddenly enlarged and locked the space firmly, as bright and eye-catching as the sun.
The Night Stalker frowned in displeasure. As a demon cultivator, and a demon cultivator who likes the dark night, such bright things make him feel naturally uncomfortable.
He endured the discomfort and reached for the small bell above with his claws, intending to crack the bell.
"Boom!"
The moment his hand touched the small clock, a clear and loud bell sounded.
The Night Stalker withdrew his hand with a painful expression on his face as if he had been burned.
Yanyu and Xu Chunniang felt uncomfortable hearing the peaceful bell.
Even though they were not the ones who bore the brunt, the demon cultivators were still shaken to the point of severe pain by the sound of the bell.
On the contrary, those puppets, with their demonic souls hiding in their bodies, were not greatly affected by the sound of the bell.
The Night Stalker looked at the small clock above, a trace of fear and greed flashing across his face.
A large amount of demonic energy was continuously released from his body, surrounding Xiao Zhong.
Apparently, he actually planned to use demonic energy to forcibly refine Xiao Zhong into a magic weapon.
Yanyu chuckled, as if mocking him for wasting his efforts.
She suppressed the feeling of discomfort and used the weapon method to control the small clock to rotate in a circle, and then swayed out a stream of pure energy, easily turning away the evil energy.
Xu Chunniang stayed in the corner, using a tall puppet to block the light, quietly looking at the small clock above, salivating.
Upon closer inspection, this small bell contains three auras, which easily dispel the surrounding demonic energy.
These three auras are not simple, they are manifested by three complete patterns.
Xu Chunniang couldn't help but take a few more glances. The three patterns showed that this inconspicuous little clock was an out-and-out innate spiritual treasure!
She can easily take out an innate spiritual treasure. It seems that her cheap ally has a very wealthy family!
With the help of the Heavenly Law Bell, Yanyu barely suppressed the Night Stalker.
But as a demon cultivator, she was greatly influenced by the Heavenly Law Bell. If she activated the Heavenly Law Bell, she would only kill a thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.
Yanyu's whole body was already wet with cold sweat, and he glanced at Xu Chunniang who was hiding behind the puppet, and said displeasedly.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, what are you waiting for? If you don't take action, are you thinking that all your previous efforts will be wasted?"
Xu Chunniang calmly dodged and walked out from behind the puppet, "Don't be surprised, fellow Taoist Yan, because the sound of the bell hurt my ears just now, and I was just a little distracted for a moment."
As she finished speaking, a streak of netherworld fire emerged from her fingertips and headed towards the suppressed Night Stalker.
Feeling the cold and domineering aura in the black flames, the Night Stalker's expression changed, and he struggled to avoid the flames.
However, most of his demonic energy was used to fight against the Heavenly Law Bell, and he was easily overtaken by the fire.
In desperation, the Night Stalker had to separate part of his demonic energy to fight against the Nether Fire.
But in this way, the pure and upright energy emanating from the clock fell on him, making him extremely unhappy.
Even the soul has become unstable and is almost about to leave the body.
The Night Stalker felt uncomfortable and depressed. As a superior Demon King, when had he ever been so frustrated?
If he hadn't just fought with the Yellow Sand Demon King, which consumed a lot of his energy and demonic energy, why would he be so passive?
Two monks who had not yet reached the stage of integration were able to pin him down and beat him. It was simply a shame and a great humiliation!
Seeing that Xu Chunniang was willing to take action, Yanyu breathed a sigh of relief, took out two huge hammers, and struck hard!
A bolt of lightning as thick as a fist emerged from the hammer and fell towards the Night Stalker's injured right hand.
This lightning was several times stronger than the one she used to deal with Xu Chunniang that day.
A look of hesitation flashed in the Night Demon King's eyes. To resist this lightning, a lot of demonic energy would be needed.
But all the demonic energy in his body was used to fight against Xiao Zhong and Hei Yan. If he separated some of it, he would be attacked by Xiao Zhong or Hei Yan.
The Night Stalker did not hesitate for too long, and mobilized the part of the demonic energy that resisted the black flame to block the lightning.
That little clock gave him a very dangerous feeling. The two evils were the lesser of two, and he would rather face the black flames.
In an instant, the lightning was blocked, but the Netherworld Fire was like a snake on a stick, close to the Night Demon King's body, and suddenly started to burn.
The black netherworld fire is both cold and hot.
The two different feelings of cold and heat overlap with each other, making people feel like they are in purgatory or falling into a cold abyss.
Xu Chunniang felt the changes in the Netherworld Fire, and a smile appeared on her lips.
As her cultivation level increased, the Nether Fire also became stronger.
"hateful!"
The Night Stalker's eyes flashed with hatred, and he glanced at the surrounding puppets uncertainly.
Before these puppet soldiers even took action, he already showed his defeat.
At first, when he saw that Yan Yu was willing to use puppets to set up an array and trap this space, he was actually dismissive.
Because in his opinion, whether it was Yanyu who controlled the puppet or the deputy she brought, they were all ants that could be easily crushed to death.
But two tiny ants actually tried to turn the day upside down!
And because of the isolation of the formation, even if they make a bigger noise, no one will know what happened here.
A look of ferocity appeared on the face of the Night Stalker. He unwillingly controlled the law of darkness and tried to dispel the light in this room that made him uncomfortable.
However, it's no use.
Just like the few times he tried before, the Law of Darkness was dispelled by the white light swaying from the small clock as soon as it appeared.
The Night Stalker recognized that the white light emitted by this small clock was the law of light as opposed to the law of darkness.
And the law of light contained in this white light is much stronger than the law of darkness he condensed.
So as soon as the two came into contact, the law of darkness was completely defeated.
Seeing that the Night Stalker's body was showing more and more flaws, Xu Chunniang did not act rashly.
He only controlled the Netherworld Fire in a leisurely manner, with the attitude of slowly grinding flesh with a knife.