"Ah …"
Gray-green-haired Bu Fang opened his mouth wide and yawned, tears welling up in his eyes.
After being possessed by the Black Turtle, his defense had become invincible. It was not a problem for his defense to spread out and envelop the Black Temple.
Bu Fang, who was curled up in a chair, didn't want to move at all. His eyes were half-closed, looking extremely lazy.
In the sky …
The Heavenly Nether Puppet caught Hades' halberd in an instant, unable to advance or retreat.
The Heavenly Nether Puppet was made of Hades Tenzang's corpse. It was incomparably strong. Even if an expert died, his body would still be invincible.
Hades Tenzang was the best example.
Hades Tenzang's face was a little confused. Looking at the Hades halberd in his hand, his face regained its cold expression.
In the distance …
Hades Erha flew over, his eyes fixed on the Heavenly Nether Puppet's face. Looking at his face, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.
"Dad, it's me!"
Hades Erha opened his mouth and called out.
However, the only response he got was the Heavenly Nether Puppet's cold eyes.
The Heavenly Nether Puppet threw Hades's halberd back. It whistled across the sky, causing the void to shatter.
In just a flash, it approached Hades Erha's side.
Hades Erha raised his hand and grabbed Hades's halberd. The huge force made him take several steps back in the void.
This Heavenly Nether Puppet was extremely strong, even stronger than the Great Sage.
Hades Erha's strength was nothing in front of the Heavenly Nether Puppet.
Rumble.
The ground was turned over.
Great Sage Acheron walked out of the ruins. His bald head was shining, and he couldn't believe what he had just seen.
He had never thought that this Heavenly Nether Puppet would be so strong!
He was indeed the man who had once dominated the Nether Prison. Even though he had become a puppet, he was still domineering.
Touching his bald head, the Great Sage Acheron exhaled softly.
With a boom, he shot up from the ground like a cannonball.
Behind the Heaven Nether Puppet, a stream of air slowly spurted out, propelling his body toward Hades Erha. A majestic pressure approached Hades Erha.
Buzz …
Suddenly.
The Heaven Nether Puppet raised his hand.
A clanging sound rang out.
On his forearm, the metal panel suddenly floated up, and the nozzle on it began to flicker with a scarlet brilliance. Energy was condensing.
There was a loud bang.
A ray of light shot toward Hades Erha as if it wanted to pierce through Hades Erha in an instant.
Hades Erha was in a daze.
It was as if he didn't know how to dodge the ray.
Boom!!
The Great Sage Acheron had arrived at some point in time. He raised his fist and punched the ray of light.
A loud boom rang out.
The ray of light contained a terrible power of destruction. It was as if the Will of the Great Path had been compressed into it.
The Great Sage Acheron's fist hit the target.
The energy of the ray of light scattered in all directions.
The ray of light disappeared.
The Great Sage Acheron panted violently in midair.
He raised his hand and looked at his scarlet fist with an incredulous look on his face.
The ray of light was too terrible!
Crack! Crack!
The metal panel was put away.
The Heaven Nether Puppet twisted his neck, and a terrible and oppressive aura spread.
In the distance …
The Sword Demon Patriarch burst out laughing, so excited that his whole body was shaking.
This scene was simply too interesting.
'Nether Puppeteer Patriarch is really evil.
I can't believe he has restored Hades Tenzang's body and made him into a puppet. The once invincible existence in Nether Prison has now become Earth Prison's nightmare. '
The Great Sage Acheron was no match for the Heaven Nether Puppet. Although he was only a puppet, he was stronger than Tyrant Patriarch.
Looking at the scene, the Sword Demon Patriarch was so excited that he wanted to laugh.
In midair …
The Great Sage Acheron shook his fist and bared his teeth.
The next moment, an oppressive whistle rang out.
Then, the Heavenly Nether Puppet appeared at his side without him noticing, throwing a punch at him.
The oppressive explosion made the Great Sage Acheron's eyes go wide.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two of them exchanged blows in midair.
The Heaven Nether Puppet's attacks were getting faster and faster.
The Great Sage Acheron could barely keep up with him.
Nether King Er Ha was in a daze for a long time, but he had already come back to his senses.
The next moment, a fierce look burst out of his eyes.
The Fortune Flatbread appeared in his hand, and he bit it angrily. With a crunch, the fortune gas rushed into his mouth.
Buzz …
What he expected did not happen.
Hades Erha's aura began to soar.
It kept climbing, and before long, it reached the realm of the Eight Revolution Great Sage.
He clenched his fists. With the terrible power contained in the lock, and the enhancement of the Hades Armor, he could compete with the Great Sage.
Hades Erha focused his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved upward.
"Dad … I'm sorry!"
Boom!
Grabbing the Hades Halberd, Hades Erha rushed into the battlefield and fought the Heaven Nether Puppet with the Great Sage Acheron.
The battle turned white-hot in an instant, and heaven and earth dimmed.
Rumbling sounds rang out incessantly.
Finally …
They rushed into the battlefield of the stars.
They fought in the starry sky.
God Vanishing Mountain …
Ice Saint, who was sitting cross-legged on a block of ice that had not melted for ten thousand years, suddenly shook her long eyelashes.
Then, she opened her eyes. There seemed to be wind and snow howling in her pupils.
A trace of coldness appeared on her beautiful face.
She stood up, her white dress fluttering.
The tip of her foot touched the ground.
Her figure immediately soared into the sky.
However, the moment she rushed out of the range of God Vanishing Mountain, an invisible force seemed to lock her body, causing her to furrow her brows.
However, she did not care about that. She continued to soar into the sky.
The familiar aura emitted from that distant place made her heart throb unceasingly.
…
The experts rushed into the battlefield of the stars.
The ground became calm all of a sudden.
Sword Demon Patriarch's body was filled with a swelling feeling. Then, his eyes turned and locked on the Black Temple in the distance. The corners of his mouth rose, revealing a cold smile.
Without the bald Great Sage Acheron, it meant that his chance had come.
However, his eyes still focused on Bu Fang.
When he saw Bu Fang, his heart still palpitated a little. After all, this fellow had killed Tyrant Patriarch with his own hands.
Even with the help of the Heaven-defying Fortune Wine, he was not confident.
Of course, he believed that with Bu Fang's Nine-revolution Little Saint cultivation base, that level of strength could not be displayed indefinitely.
If every Nine-revolution Little Saint could be so heaven-defying, what was the use of the Great Sage?
Even that man could not reach this level when he was a Nine-revolution Little Saint.
In fact, to a large extent, the Fortune Flatbread depended on one's luck.
When Sword Demon Patriarch set his target on the Black Temple …
The vortex over the Black Temple began to expand.
The radius of the vortex grew larger and larger …
It was as if there was a supreme expert swallowing all the energy in the surroundings.
That was the dog's breakthrough.
He had to stop it.
Sword Demon Patriarch focused his eyes.
Then, his body floated in front of the Black Temple.
Buzz …
His mind flickered.
A sword hovered around him.
His divine will spread, and the sword turned into countless swords. One, two, three …
They were so numerous that they blotted out the sky.
They faced the huge Black Temple below.
As long as the Black Temple was destroyed, the dog's mind would be shaken, and it would be very difficult for him to break through.
The corners of Sword Demon Patriarch's mouth curved upward.
Then, his divine will flickered.
Rumble!
Tens of thousands of sword lights whizzed down, as if they had turned into a long river. They swept up tens of thousands of waves that rumbled endlessly as they bombarded the Black Hall.
Every beam of sword light contained terrifying destructive power.
They caused the void to tremble.
"Break!"
Sword Demon Patriarch roared furiously.
His expression became somewhat ferocious, and all his anger was vented at this moment. …
The Black Temple …
The gray-green-haired Bu Fang opened his mouth and yawned again.
If Sword Demon Patriarch hadn't launched an attack, he would have fallen asleep.
After drinking the Heaven-defying Fortune Wine, Sword Demon Patriarch's strength had reached the realm of the Great Sage.
He was very strong.
Therefore, even though Bu Fang was possessed by the Black Turtle, he didn't dare to be careless.
Lazily taking out a piece of flatbread, gray-green-haired Bu Fang smacked his lips.
"As an Artifact Spirit, his luck can't be too bad."
Gray-green-haired Bu Fang murmured as if to comfort himself.
Then, he opened his mouth and unhurriedly stuffed the biscuit into his mouth. The way he slowly ate the biscuit caused many people to become extremely anxious...
'Brother, you're in such a hurry. Can you not eat the flatbread like a lady?'
In the distance, many people looked anxious.
In their eyes …
In the sky, tens of thousands of sword Qi pressed down towards the Black Hall, as if they were going to destroy the Black Hall in an instant.
However …
"Hmm?"
After eating the flatbread, gray-green-haired Bu Fang's eyes were still half-open, and he seemed to be in a daze.
Then, he slightly widened his eyes.
His cultivation base didn't skyrocket like the White Tiger did after eating the flatbread.
However, his divine will was much stronger than before.
Suddenly, a green, transparent shield appeared around the Black Temple.
It seemed to have turned into a turtle shell.
"Who said that Artifact Spirits have good luck?" Gray-green-haired Bu Fang shook his head helplessly. But he was optimistic. Perhaps this was the legendary Buddha-type Artifact Spirit.
He was optimistic. Even if his strength didn't improve, his defense had skyrocketed. The fortune gas of the Fortune Flatbread had gone to his defense.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Sword Qi smashed down, bombarding the green tortoise shell light shield.
Rumbling filled the air, and the shield shook violently as if it would crack at any moment.
However, it was blocked by a hair's breadth.
Tens of thousands of swords were blocked …
In the sky, Sword Demon Patriarch was a little confused.
The green turtle shell cracked slightly.
Then, a huge pit was revealed.
The figure in the Black Temple was exposed.
Gray-green-haired Bu Fang stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, and slowly paced in the great hall.
Then, he seemed to think of something.
There was a flash of light.
A chubby Little Hu appeared in his arms.
The little fox blinked its eyes. Its body was fleshy as it grew horizontally, and three tails were wagging behind its buttocks.
"The Little Host said that you've eaten too much and you need to move around a little." "The Little Host said that you're too fat.
Gray-green-haired Bu Fang stroked Little Hu's head.
Then, he took out a Fortune Flatbread and handed it to Little Hu.
Little Hu's eyes lit up.
Holding the flatbread in both hands, he began to gorge himself. He finished the whole flatbread in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When he was done, he patted his round belly and widened his eyes.
The fortune gas exploded.
Little Hu's eyes widened.
Its cheeks immediately puffed up, as if something terrible was brewing.
"Oh."
Gray-green-haired Bu Fang opened his eyes and yawned.
Holding Little Hu in his arms, he stroked Little Hu's head, then raised his hand and gently patted Little Hu's butt.
"Little Host said, let's go …"
As soon as he finished speaking …
Little Hu's eyes seemed to have thousands of lights swirling in them.
His mouth opened wide …
…
In the sky …
Hades Erha wielded his halberd and fought the Heavenly Nether Puppet with the Great Sage Acheron.
The Heavenly Nether Puppet fought with ease and blocked almost all the moves of the two. His body was still intact.
The Heavenly Nether Puppet made from Hades Tenzang's body was indeed powerful.
Suddenly …
A whistling sound rang out in the sky.
A peerless figure stepped up into the sky, her white dress fluttering in the wind.
Her white dress fluttered in the wind as a hint of melancholy appeared on her beautiful face.
As soon as Ice Saint entered the battlefield of the stars, she saw the three figures fighting in the distance.
She saw the Heavenly Nether Puppet and Hades Tenzang.
Then, she saw the Heavenly Nether Puppet covered in cold metal.
In an instant, she understood a lot.
It was as if a ball of fire had exploded in her chest. Anger kept rising in her.
She was filled with killing intent for what Nether Puppeteer Patriarch had done.
She knew that she might not be strong enough.
However, she would not allow anyone to insult that man like this!
With a flip of her hand, she produced a steaming Fortune Flatbread. For that man, even if she had to go bald, she would fight.
However, when she bit into the flatbread, the bald head she had imagined did not appear.
Instead, a frightening aura was continuously gathering behind him …
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