Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

The power of the soul-burial cannon has been greatly increased after being powered by the Puppet Demon City. Its penetrating power can penetrate even the strata thousands of feet deep, and the layers of reinforced formations are useless.

In this underground country, there are thousands of monks, and the number of mortals, demon slaves, and cultivators gathered is also very large. The sound caused by the soul-burial cannon is quite terrifying, but the destructive power of this blow is not special. big.

After all, he didn't intend to destroy this underground country, otherwise he wouldn't have used the soul-burying cannon.

This giant cannon has great destructive power against non-entities such as souls, but has much less effect on people with physical protection.

Even though a blow from the giant cannon can shake people's minds and make everyone in the underground country feel a sense of impending disaster, the real damage caused is limited!

——However, He Ping's actions undoubtedly stirred up a hornet's nest.

Not to mention Jiang Lingxu, Ye Yuzhen, and the black-robed young man Hu Liu, other monks from the Purple Armor Palace, the Ghost Crying Sect, and the Cursed Sword Sect also sensed it and turned into rays of light that shot out of the air and tore apart the space. , and flew above the desert.

Hundreds of experts flew out like a swarm of mosquitoes.

"who is it?"

"How brave!! Dare to sneak attack on our Ten Thousand Laws Alliance!"

"court death!"

But as soon as they all flew out, they felt an incomparable aura filling the void. A majestic and majestic huge city was suspended in the air, and its huge shadow was projected on the sand dune ground.

In an instant, the faces of these extremely arrogant and powerful men began to turn green.

"What? The teaching weapon?"

Jiang Lingxu is a strong man who has entered the level of manifesting the spirit. His soul has been cultivated into the Dharma body, and his spiritual sense is sharp. With a thought, he can tear open the layers of space. When he shuttled out and looked up, he saw a giant like metal city.

"It's him……?"

This was not the first time he had seen the Puppet Demonic City, but he did not expect that the opponent would come here to kill him.

At this moment, the body of the Purple Flame God Soared, following Jiang Lingxu through the void, and appeared in the sky of the desert.

Buzz…!

The feeling of danger stimulated his brain like needles.

"Oops!"

Ye Yuzhen's heart sank. In an instant, a heavy sense of oppression descended from the sky, as if there were endless mountains about to fall from the sky. This kind of pressure was so great that it was incredible. There was a kind of energy in the world. A sense of collapse, the sky is about to collapse, and the earth is shattered.

In an instant, the many masters of the Ten Thousand Dharma Alliance who flew out felt that the air in their lungs was squeezed out bit by bit by the majestic force, giving rise to a feeling of suffocation in the soul.

"...the most precious treasure to suppress the teaching?"

Qiao Beili of the Ghost Crying Sect took a deep breath. This terrifying sect-suppressing treasure released such a powerful force in the air that his heart felt paralyzed.

"What a strong momentum!"

Qiao Beili is a master of the ghost path. He has practiced the "Shadow and Wandering Technique" for many years. He is neither a human nor a ghost. His magic power is unpredictable and he is almost transformed into the so-called "immortal god".

However, as soon as this teaching-suppressing treasure appeared, there seemed to be a mighty sun in the void, which made him, a strong man skilled in ghost ways, feel a great fear in his heart, and all the muscles in his body seemed to convulse.

The puppet Xiao Qianjue also followed closely beside this group of people. The excitement before the soul-burying cannon caused a large group of people to fly from the ground to the air to observe what enemy was coming. They were bustling and their numbers increased in a very short time. The number of people continued to increase, and it suddenly became a huge camp of hundreds of people.

In an instant, many spiritual thoughts and wills filled the air, pouring in like a tide. Among these people were many Taoist masters, and the weakest ones were also monks who had achieved great spiritual success. The momentum was also extremely fierce.

"So what happened?"

The current sect leader of the Cursed Sword Sect is named Shantu Yanguang. He is a man with a feminine face, and he exudes a strange and inexplicable aura.

He was a Taoist master, and when he saw this scene before him, his eyes flashed with cold light, and alert signals were sent out all over his body.

Next to Shan Tu Yanguang, there is a man floating in the air with a huge bow on his back. He is tall and has a well-tempered body. His facial features are not that of a Dayou person. This man is a Tiele person on the Hanxia grassland and a holy man. A master of the tribe.

This man's name is Ku Yadu, and he is a general in the Shengri tribe. His master is Pu Sanlongyi, known as the "Sirian Wolf King".

Jiang Lingxu's ambitions were huge, and his plans were not small. Over the past few days, he had been contacting Qiangliang from all sides. He also secretly grasped the news of Pusan ​​Longyi's birth, and immediately sent people to Hanxia Grassland to contact the Shengri tribe.

Among the many forces in the north, the most powerful one is naturally the Dragon Worshiping Sect. This is the largest religion in the north and has huge influence. Countless people and herdsmen in the ten major tribes in the Hanxia Grassland believe in this sect.

In contrast, the Bai Zhuan Sect, founded by the Shengri Tribe based on primitive worship, and the Dragon Worship Sect are also on the same page.

The tribal princes of the Shengri tribe in the past were at least nominally followers of the Dragon Worship Sect, but secretly they also promoted the confrontation between the White Pillar Sect and the Dragon Worship Sect.

"Sirius King" Pu Sanlong Yi was also born in the Bai Zhuan Sect. The tribal king of this generation is his nephew for who knows how many generations. There are many experts in the Dragon Worship Sect, and Pu San Long Yi also knows how to fight with him. To contend, it is necessary to find strong support from the outside world.

Jiang Lingxu, the leader of the Ten Thousand Dharma Alliance, had a grudge against the Dragon Worshiping Leader in the past. The two sides set a time limit for a decisive battle and agreed to fight to the death before the catastrophe.

Pusan ​​Longyi naturally knew this, and immediately sent one of his disciples, the big-backed Han Kuyaadu, to the underground country in the desert to secretly communicate with Jiang Lingxu and others.

But no one expected that He Ping would come here. As soon as the Puppet Demon City appeared, the majesty that shook the world made Ku Yadu break into a cold sweat and was so shocked.

"Don't waver, everyone! A mere teaching treasure cannot suppress me, Jiang Lingxu!"

Jiang Lingxu knew that the situation was not good and immediately yelled.

There was a loud bang, and no one knew how far away it was, a certain hill in the distance exploded, followed by the roar of elephants, the roar of lions, the roar of dragons, the roar of tigers, and the cry of sacred birds.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five rays of light tore open the space at once, followed by a gust of wind. Five different rays of light shrouded Jiang Lingxu's body, turning into an armor and wrapping Jiang Lingxu's body.

This is a strange piece of armor. The armor pieces are purple-gold, with five kinds of strange lights emerging from the whole body. The armor is also cast with the shapes of mythical beasts such as elephants, giant lions, real dragons, ferocious tigers, and rocs. Emitting waves of aura that dominates time and space.

This is the holy armor of the Purple Armor Palace, and it is also a treasure that suppresses religion. According to legend, it was given by the Wutong Demon Lord from outside the territory. If you observe carefully, you will find that every inch of the armor is engraved with small words. The whole article, taken together, is the "Wu Tong Shen", the dharma of the Purple Armor Hall.

The Yuanling of this cult-suppressing treasure was hidden nearby. After hearing the call, he activated the armor and flew over, covering Jiang Lingxu from beginning to end, turning him into a purple-gold figure. The Iron Giant.

This holy armor is very soft, made close to the body and blends into the skin. Jiang Lingxu's face was also covered by a helmet and mask. Purple armor covered his whole body. Two horns sprouted from his head. He was fierce and ferocious. He was also surrounded by a powerful aura. There seemed to be countless ghosts and gods in the dark. To come.

After putting on this armor, he seemed to become neither human nor ghost, like a god or a devil, and his whole person had a mysterious feeling.

"My body, mind, and soul are always offering sacrifices to my Lord, manifesting my spirit and bringing truth to my heart, and I am omnipresent!"

The most precious treasure of the Purple Armor Palace to suppress the religion was finally born. When Jiang Lingxu put on this armor, his magic power seemed to be blessed by the Demon Lord himself, and it expanded five times in one breath.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Lingxu, who was blessed by this power, also let out a loud roar. He seemed to be transformed into a terrifying demon, with every piece of armor above and below vibrating, and there were jets of jet black air. It came out and turned into a large black flame.

Jiang Lingxu's body was filled with layers of purple-gold light, and his strong aura also swelled. With his own strength, he could support the sky and the earth, resisting the fierce power of the Suppressing Treasure!

At this moment, the pressure from all the masters in the air disappeared. Jiang Lingxu, draped behind this holy armor, seemed to be unfathomably powerful.

"You are a He Taoist!"

The leader of the Ten Thousand Laws Alliance snorted coldly and said: "Ying Wuji's identity was revealed, and it is mostly due to you... I know your identity, and you are also a member of the Xianpuppet Sect. Come on, what are your plans!"

There was no response from the Puppet Demon City.

A chilling atmosphere seemed to be brewing, and something earth-shattering was about to happen next.

Suddenly, a voice rang.

That was He Ping's deep voice, which turned into billowing sound waves and resounded throughout.

"Surrender!!!"

This sentence came out of his mouth.

There was a boom.

An incomparably huge thought came, and the Qi machine that had expanded tenfold suddenly impacted down. The consciousness of all the masters present suddenly sank, and then the world began to spin, and their vision went dark.

It turned out that He Ping was sitting in the depths of the Puppet Demon City, condescending, forming a seal, and secretly brewing ten times the combat power of the Supreme Yoga Shattered Vajrayana. This magical power spread, and invisible momentum came from inside the body. It was triggered, and with the help of countless formations in the Demon City, it turned into a force that was fierce and domineering to the extreme.

puff!

The master of the Cursed Sword Sect, Shan Tu Yanguang, spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole aura suddenly declined, and he was clearly seriously injured.

The other masters were not much better. If Qiao Beili was squeezed by invisible force, his body would explode suddenly. Fortunately, he had mastered the magical power of "Wanglang Xingke Dafa", and black smoke flew out and condensed again. return.

The mysterious elder of the Ghost Crying Sect also had a look of panic. At that moment, he felt as if all his magic power had been defeated and would be annihilated in the blink of an eye.

"So strong! This person is even scarier than Master!"

Ku Ya'adu's body was shaking. Although he did not vomit blood like Shan Tu Yanguang, he was still extremely frightened, and even felt a powerful emotion deep in his heart.

"Purple Flame Divine Lord" Ye Yuzhen has secretly cultivated to manifest his spirit. He was strongly oppressed by this aura and took a step back. His energy and blood were boiling, and his heart was extremely shocked.

'What kind of power does this Taoist He have mastered? He also used the Suppressing Treasure. His power squeezed down, never-ending, boundless and unstoppable... How could the gap between the two sides be so big? "

Almost at the same time, Jiang Lingxu felt the deepest feeling and received the greatest impact. A powerful force of energy rose up from the Puppet Demon City. With a slight movement, it was like the sky was breaking and the clouds were opening. The vitality of the heaven and earth surged thousands of miles away, and heavy pressure Coming at you.

Roar!

The leader of the Ten Thousand Methods Alliance naturally does not believe in evil. Since both of us have the most precious treasure to suppress the religion and are masters of spiritual manifestation, how can I be inferior to you!

He shouted loudly, and thousands of demonic shadows rose up from the holy armor given by the Wutong Demon Lord. Jiang Lingxu's hands seemed to be holding each other, and a strange power burst out from his palms. Screams erupted in the void.

"Hell of Ten Thousand Buddhas!!"

Jiang Lingxu roared wildly, jumped out, and blasted out the Hell of Ten Thousand Buddhas with the Holy Demon Dao Heart. Not to mention the ferocity of the attack, the maximum output was achieved as soon as he took action.

This move originally required crushing the Dao Fetus before it could be released, but now that Jiang Lingxu had already broken through to manifest the spirit, it didn't take that much trouble to perform.

With this move, the void turned into purgatory. The true shadows of countless Buddhas and demons flickered, creating chaos. On the other side, the purple holy armor on Jiang Lingxu's body also exploded with five powers of divine power: wind demon, fire demon, water demon, earth demon, The sky demon turned into thousands of demonic shadows and soared into the sky.

He Ping smiled and floated in the air. He gently raised his right hand and pointed his fingertips downward. The invisible force seemed to shrink to a point in a thousandth of a second.

Boom! The air waves surged, the clouds exploded, and the vitality of heaven and earth was squeezed into a large vacuum by force. At this moment, a finger appeared in the invisible vacuum, pointing clouds directly at Jiang Lingxu's body.

boom!

With just one blow, the Hell of Ten Thousand Buddhas exploded, and the demon cave in the hell was torn to pieces in an instant. The thousands of demonic shadows transformed from the five types of demons of wind, fire, water, earth, and air on the purple holy armor also transformed into a wailing sound. Nothing.

The remaining power of this finger pressed directly against Jiang Lingxu's armor. Even with the protection of the holy armor, his limbs exploded into a ball of blood mist, and then were hit by the remaining strength, directly pressing on him. On the sand dunes, there was a huge blast of sand.

"Jiang Lingxu, you are too weak!"

He Ping said calmly: "There are three, five or nine levels of Xian Shen. You are the weakest among Xian Shen. I can beat you with just one finger."

At this moment, his endlessly crazy voice sounded in the void and was transmitted in the form of mental fluctuations.

"Surrender! Do you understand? If you want to survive today, the only thing you can do is surrender to me!"

"Shunchang will die, choose for yourself..."