Big Brother is great again

After entering the Heavenly Demon Palace, Yang Lie and Yang Xinhe immediately saw a big red tiger lying lazily yawning in the main hall.

"Big Red!" Yang Xinhe shouted happily.

Dahong raised her head in a jerk, and when she saw Yang Xinhe, a humane smile appeared on Dahua's face.

"Aww!" Dahong called softly, and Pidianpidian walked over.

Yang Xinhe tiptoed, touched Dahong's head and asked, "Did Brother Chen Feng not bring you along?"

"Wow!" Dahong nodded.

"Brother Chen Feng is right, he didn't take you with such a thing." Yang Xinhe said.

His red eyes were shining, as if he had found a bosom friend, his head was nodding, as if to say: You are so right!

However, Yang Xinhe went on to say: "In case of danger, who can Brother Chen Feng turn to?"

Big Red:? ? ?

Chapter 342 This Doesn't Match My Original Intention

Just when the devouring beetle invaded the Demon Sect's garrison, Wang Qingxiao had already followed the tunnel to the inside of the mountain wall.

When he turned a corner, he saw an empty Shandong in front of him. There was no candlelight in the cave and it was pitch black, but Wang Qingxiao was not affected at all by virtue of his strong strength. A man with a white face and a ghost face.

"It really is you, the White Ghost Witch King!" Wang Qingxiao gritted his teeth when he said the words White Ghost Witch King, as if he had some deep hatred.

"Hehe, who am I to have the guts to come in alone? So it's an old friend." The White Ghost Witch King said, his sharp voice echoed in the empty cave for a long time.

Wang Qingxiao frowned: "Your voice is still so ugly, like a rag is torn."

"Hmph, did you come down despite the danger just to argue with me?" the White Ghost Witch King said coldly.

"Of course I'm going to kill you!" After speaking, Wang Qingxiao made a bold move, with all his strength, obviously Wang Qingxiao's heart was not as relaxed as he said.

The White Ghost Witch King and Wang Qingxiao have not fought once or twice. Both of them are quite familiar with each other's methods. As a member of the Witch Temple, the Ghost Witch King would definitely not fight against Wang Qingxiao head-on, so he would often use all kinds of weird Gu insects to assist in the fight, and most importantly, the White Ghost Witch King could control puppets!

This is a unique trick of the White Ghost Witch King. Those puppets controlled by her were the first-class experts in Dongzhou before they were alive. After they were captured by the Witch Temple, they were sent to the White Ghost Witch King to make her The puppets in his hands are controlled by the White Ghost Witch King with his own natal Gu insects, so no external force is needed to control them, only the thoughts need to be conveyed through the natal Gu worms.

More importantly, the puppets controlled by the White Ghost Witch King will not die, but will continue to live in the form of the living dead. The things that control everything in the minds of the puppets are the splits of those natal Gu insects!The advantage of such a puppet is that it can grow up slowly like a normal monk, and it is refined with the secret method of the Witch Temple, and its growth rate is even faster than that of the puppets before they were alive!

Both of them were old rivals. When Wang Qingxiao launched an attack, the White Ghost Witch King had already left the original stone bed.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the stone bed was instantly torn apart.

"The old guy is quite fast, let's fight against my puppets first!" said the White Ghost Witch King.

As the voice fell, four tall or low figures suddenly rushed out of the surrounding shadows. They were the four Dongzhou masters who had been refined into puppets by the White Ghost Witch King. The White Ghost Witch King had fought for many years. Now there are no more than these four people left, but these four are the elite of the elite. After these years of growth, the strength of each puppet has reached the mid-stage of the transformation of the gods. The same is the white ghost witch king who is in the middle stage of transformation into a god and has a lot of means. This force is enough to subvert most of the forces in Dongzhou, including the Emperor Blood Demon Sect!

The premise is that the old monsters in the magic gate don't come out.

Four puppets came up from all around and sandwiched Wang Qingxiao in the middle. Each of them was expressionless. Although they were alive, they didn't have the slightest emotion.

"These puppets have been raised for so many years and have advanced to the middle stage of transformation. It seems that they must be cleaned up today, so as to save you from harming others!" Wang Qingxiao said.

"Hehe, you can try it!" The White Ghost Witch King sneered.

"Death!" Wang Qingxiao roared, punching a puppet on the side and directly killed it.

"Bah!"

With a muffled sound, Wang Qingxiao's fist collided violently with that of the puppet's. There was a slight cracking sound from the latter's arm, and then he was thrown flying.

Although the puppet was smashed into the air, Wang Qingxiao's speed was also restrained. When Wang Qingxiao's old strength was exhausted and his new strength was not yet regenerated, the attacks of the three puppets on the left, right and back also arrived at the same time.

At this time, Wang Qingxiao had no chance to evade, so he could only incite his blood to push his own defense to the extreme.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Wang Qingxiao flew out of the encirclement circle of the three in an instant.

"Clap!"

Wang Qingxiao rolled and landed steadily in mid-air.

"Your three puppets don't look like much." Wang Qingxiao mocked.

"Hmph, try again." The White Ghost Witch King said coldly.

After the words fell, the four puppets continued to rush up.

Wang Qingxiao squeezed the sore muscles behind his back, and rushed out.

"Bah ah!"

The sound of collisions in the cave continued one after another. As the battle continued, the rocks of the mountain could not bear the impact of waves after waves and obvious cracks began to appear. The number of these cracks increased as the collision between the two sides continued. In the end, the stability of the entire mountain was shaken.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the mountain on the side of Shanmen Square completely collapsed, startling everyone fighting in the field, and everyone turned their eyes to the dusty mountain ruins.

"Uncle Wang!" Bai Xinglan shouted while looking at the ruined mountain.

"My lord!" Jack Da was equally horrified. He didn't expect that Wang Qingxiao could not be suppressed after gathering the White Ghost Witch King and four mid-stage puppets. Now that the mountain has collapsed, he doesn't know who will be able to rush out at the end. !

Just when everyone was guessing who survived, a loud noise came from the ruins of the mountain.

"boom!"

The boulder exploded, the mud splashed, and a burly figure came out from the ruins of the mountain. After seeing the figure, Bai Xinglan and the other demon disciples' hearts sank. Obviously, the person who rushed out was not like Wang Qingxiao's wretched man. What a bad old man, he might be someone from the Witch Temple!

On the other side, Jack Da, who knew the situation in the cave, saw a strong excitement in his eyes when he saw the figure. He knew that as long as the puppet was alive, it meant that the White Ghost Witch King was fine, otherwise the Gu worms in the puppets' brains would be fine. The body will die instantly, so naturally no puppets will survive.

Sure enough, when everyone in the Demon Sect saw the figure rushing out, their colors changed one after another, and it was not Wang Qingxiao who came out!

"boom boom"

Before the puppet in mid-air landed, the ruins exploded again, and several figures rushed out together.

However, there was still no Wang Qingxiao's figure. Just when everyone couldn't believe it, the ruins in the distance suddenly exploded, and then a thin figure rushed out.

Seeing this, Bai Xinglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who came was Wang Qingxiao!

Wang Qingxiao, who was standing in mid-air, dissipated the blood energy from his body, and his heart was gloomy.