Zhao Luofeng felt like a fish in water in Qianfu Valley, and a whole new world appeared before his eyes. He was so mesmerized that he plunged into the ocean of puppets, tailor-made the "Wuding Kaishan Talisman", and worked hard to create a perfect puppet body. Zhao Luofeng was a talented craftsman with a simple mind, but he was in vain for the rest. Zuo Qianfeng saw this and sighed secretly. He was far more cunning and calculated. After careful consideration, he chose four second-rate empty shells of puppets and invited Wei Shi. Seven kinds of demon souls were engraved with the "Wuding Kaishan Talisman" on their arms, and in the name of Qianzhong Sect and Miluo Sect, they were personally escorted to Jiuzhe Valley to help out.
These four puppets are consumables for asking for directions. They do not need to be carefully crafted. The beauty and ugliness of the face and the symmetry of the body do not matter, as long as they can be seen. The demon soul in the chest is just a hazy remnant soul. The "Five Ding Kaishan Talisman" is engraved on both arms. It can only be activated three times and cannot be re-entered into blood. Zuo Qianfeng casually carved the words "Tianjia", "Tianyi", "Tianbing" and "Tianding" on the foreheads of the four puppets, which represented the first batch of Tianzihao battle puppets, consumables and experimental products, and he made a lot of money. Let's see how the various factions react.
The situation in the outer domain is extremely bad. The army of monsters presses into the Jiuzhe Valley, led by the four tribes of Fire Lin, Demon Phoenix, Spirit Turtle, and Jiaolong. They take turns to test, and a life and death battle is imminent. Puhedao of the Zhengyi sect, Zuo Jingxu of the Huashan sect, and Xuanyuan Qing of the Xuanyuan sect have been thinking very hard and are under great pressure. Once the Xianwu Palace changes hands and the war breaks out in the Xiancheng itself, the situation will be rotten and out of control. What's more important is that the three masters all know that the struggle between the two clans of humans and demons is on the surface, but in fact it is just a scabies disease. The real threat comes from Kongji Mountain, and the immortal master can no longer suppress the "blood seeds". , that is the most fatal disaster.
The arrival of the four fighting puppets of Tianzihao temporarily solved the urgent need. As for the so-called "urgent medical treatment", the three heads of Pu, Zuo and Xuanyuan rarely unanimously agreed. Tu Zhenren, the elder of the Huashan Sect, presided over the counterattack to test the power of the puppets. Yes, is it necessary to invest manpower and material resources? The puppet is lying on his back in the coffin, with a stiff face, a "soul-nurturing wood" on his chest, and dark red talismans engraved on his arms. His breath is obscure and difficult to distinguish. Tu Zhenren is the only remaining master of talismans. He can tell at a glance that this is the art of blood and energy. , definitely not a fairy city inheritance. The Qianzhong Sect and Miluo Sect colluded together, and it was not Niu Shoutong who was good at dancing. It was probably Zuo Qianfeng who took the initiative to attach himself to Wei Shiqi and paid a huge price to persuade him to show his favor.
The demon clan is powerful, and the factions in the Immortal City have suffered heavy casualties. Something seems to have gone wrong with the Qianzhong Sect's sacrificial formation plan, and it has been delayed. The undercurrent of the Jiuzhe Valley is surging. If there is no improvement, I am afraid that the army will be defeated like a mountain, and the situation will be rotten. There is no recovery. Tu Zhenren thought for a long time and ordered each of the left and right factions of Xuanmen to send one or two elders to accompany him, half to hold the battle and half to watch the battle. They had many rare treasures to protect themselves, so that if the war was not harmonious, they could retreat calmly.
On this day, it coincided with the main attack of the Jie Chong. Jiu Qiansui, the leader of the Spirit Turtle Clan, personally led the army to slowly press forward. They crowded together and formed an unbreakable iron barrel array, making it clear that he would attract the powerful people of the human race to break it. , fighting a protracted war of attrition. The Jie Chong clansmen were protected by hard-shell armor on the left and right, and ordinary magic weapons could only do limited damage. They had attacked several times before, but in the end it was Pu Hedao, Zuo Jingxu, Xuanyuan Qing, Tu Zhenren, Yi Zhenren, etc. who managed to repel them. However, this is not a long-term solution. The demon clan's powerful magical power is not weak at all, and their numbers are more stable than that of the Immortal City. The other generation can take turns to take action, but Pu Hedao and others can't use it up.
Every inch of the land outside Jiuzhe Valley was soaked in blood, and blood could be squeezed out with just a pinch. Corpses were everywhere, and no one was taking them. The army of insects roared in unison and surged in unswervingly like a rising tide. The Spirit Turtles were the first to bear the brunt. Once they were swept into the valley to gain a foothold, the consequences would be disastrous. Tu Zhenren offered a talisman, and the talisman slowly rose into the sky, shining brightly. Huashan Sect disciples carried four coffins and stepped out of Jiuzhe Valley. Qianzhong Sect elder Zuo Qianfeng followed closely behind, witnessing the demon clan's offensive with his own eyes. He jumped, secretly frightened. I haven't seen such a large battle in many years. The demon tribe came out in full force. Luo Xie was determined to fight this battle. If the human race couldn't protect the Immortal Martial Palace, he would seriously kill him in the Immortal City!
He felt a little regretful in his heart. The four puppets were too few. If they were thrown into the enemy's formation, they wouldn't even be able to stir up half a splash. If he had known this, he should have sent out ten times as many fighting puppets to catch the opponent off guard. The arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Zuo Qianfeng took out a "shock bell" from his sleeve. As soon as the bell was rang, the four fighting puppets suddenly woke up. They raised their hands and feet to kick the coffin lid away and jumped out, unconscious. It's all dictated by the ringtone.
Zuo Qianfeng suddenly rang the "Shock Bell", and the four puppets roared in unison, rushing towards the enemy's formation regardless of their own safety, blood flowing from their arms, and evil energy rising into the sky. Jiu Qiansui watched from a distance, and was suddenly startled and horrified. He seemed to be aware of a huge threat. He hurriedly activated the demonic energy, and his eyes were focused, but he saw the other person rushing past like the wind, unusually fast, and rushed towards him in the blink of an eye. Arriving at the front of the formation, both fists rose and fell one after another, throwing out fist shadows one after another, tearing the void apart. The turtle's back could not resist it at all. The force of the fists penetrated ten feet away, causing heavy casualties wherever it passed, plowing out a trail of blood. The dragon is coming.
The "Wuding Kaishan Talisman" was invincible. The puppet crashed into the enemy's formation, threw out six punches, and roared to the sky. His arms exploded, and countless spiritual threads spurted out from the broken arm, penetrating the monster's body, and a bit of blood invaded like fire. The lower monster had mixed blood and shuddered. There seemed to be something in its body. It was hard to explain. For a moment, it was unbearably hungry. However, those core disciples of the demon clan felt as if they were struck by lightning. They felt that the blood of their ancestors was burning sharply in their bodies, and they were swallowed up by the blood energy. Their consciousness also became blurred, and an impulse of bloodthirsty killing emerged in their hearts. After struggling for a moment, the weak-willed person could not resist the temptation of blood energy. His eyes were blood red, and he turned around and attacked his peers. He looked like a wild beast, devouring flesh and blood in his mouth, and the blood energy in his body began to flourish.
Nine Thousand Years Old stood up suddenly and shouted harshly. In the chaos of war, he could not hold his ground. The insect army was in chaos. The human monks saw the opportunity and rushed out of Jiuzhe Valley, driving the monsters and trampling on each other. Corpses were everywhere. , bleeding and drifting. The defeat was irreversible. Nine Thousand Years Old sighed deeply and had no choice but to go into battle to clean up the mess. He ordered the clan leaders and elders to take action to cut off the enemy, and then fought with Renxiu in a melee and retreated for hundreds of miles.
There are mourners everywhere, and there is still a mess that needs to be cleaned up. Nine Thousand Years Old gathers the defeated army, gathers the core disciples of all races in one place, and inspects them one by one. Anyone who is contaminated by blood, regardless of origin, will be slaughtered to avoid future troubles. This is the Demon King's decision. The iron law that no one can disobey. Fortunately, the puppets self-destructed and spewed spiritual threads from both arms, covering only a few feet in radius. Not many core disciples were affected, and it was not likely to cause turmoil and civil strife. Jiu Qian was extremely depressed. He vaguely felt that there was something hidden behind these four puppets. A figure who masterfully manipulates blood energy will never be the second person!
But he remained silent and never mentioned it.
