my luck is on

In the inner hall, the mysterious man raised his hand and pointed to the ground, and a pool of blood appeared on the ground.

Looking at the blood churning in the pool, the mysterious man sent out his consciousness and shot it into the brains of several clay puppets.

In the next second, the mysterious man fell into the blood pool, and the entire blood pool was instantly closed.

Not long after, the four soil puppets looked up into the distance, and dozens of black spots like mung beans flew towards them rapidly.

"These practitioners all smell the same."

The earth puppets said in unison: "Brothers, come out and fight!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of puppets suddenly sprang out from the hall, heading towards Yaochi and the group.

"Cast yourself, Ziqiong, let's go!"

Seeing the puppets swarming towards him, Yaochi's eyes were solemn, and he summoned Zhentianjing with his backhand.

Yaochi repeatedly played spells, and the sky thunder circulated in the mirror.

Zhou Ziqiong held one hand, and two small balls like the sun jumped out.

"Suppressing Tianlei!"

"The scorching sun is gone!"

Tianlei and Lieyang fell on the group of puppets, shooting down a dozen puppets immediately.

Since Zhou Ziqiong was still unable to control Lieyang Mie very accurately, most of the hits were wooden puppets and stone puppets.

In this regard, Yaochi has shown her strength.

Every time it hits a water puppet, or even a golden puppet with outstanding strength.

"Hateful thunder!"

Although the sky thunder does not pose a threat to the earth puppets, they still feel a strong disgust towards the sky thunder in their instinct.

"Hmph, let the practitioners deal with the practitioners."

After all, many monks from the inner hall flew out of another room.

The puppet in the sky suddenly retreated and was replaced by a monk from the inner hall.

At this time, without Yao Chi's signal, all the disciples went up to meet him under the leadership of Ning Juehui.

"It's been a long time since I played against the monks, I really miss it."

While talking, Lu Yang used his own skills.

"Hey, it's been tricked."

The soil puppet sneered and made the other puppets fight again, saying, "Brothers, go!"

Seeing the puppet returning to the battlefield, Yao Chi's expression darkened.

At this time, it can be said that it was a scuffle, so she couldn't use Zhen Tianlei at will.

In terms of numbers, the Lianjing faction is clearly at a disadvantage, but the situation is divided, and no one can gain the upper hand.

Yao Chi, Elder Baishi, Elder Cangsong, Xia Tieshan, and Shangguan Bo, with their superb cultivation, stopped the golden puppet who wanted to kill his disciples, and even had the strength to deal with other water puppets.

In the melee between Lu Yang and Ning Juehui, they showed their own strength.

Ning Juehui's tyrannical whipping technique has caused more than a dozen monks to die under her hands.

Holding the sword in his hand, Lu Yang turned directly to deal with the puppet.

Since the strength of the wooden puppet was similar to that of the monk, Lu Yang chose the stronger stone puppet to fight.

Not long after, Ning Juehui and Zhou Ziqiong joined his ranks and dealt with the stone puppets together.

Seeing that many puppets were destroyed, the soil puppets were not moved at all, but instead focused on observing the movements of the monks.

After a while, all the mad monks in the inner hall were killed, but the soil puppet smiled coldly.

The four soil puppets stood facing each other, palms touching, and a great suction force came from their bodies.

Suddenly, the devilish energy gathered towards the earth puppets in all directions, and on top of their heads, they condensed into blood balls with a diameter of ten feet.

The soil puppet pushed up, sending the blood cells into the battle.

The blood ball was hit by the puppet and immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist covering everyone.

The entire battle situation was shrouded in blood mist, and the puppet's body surface was soon stained with a layer of bright red.

The moves and speed were several points faster, causing subtle changes in the battle situation.

"Let you see how powerful the devil energy is boiling."

Looking at the battle situation in the sky, the soil puppet sneered.

Blood mist enveloped the entire battle situation, and the combat power of the puppet increased by [-]%.

Facing the attacks of wooden and stone puppets, the disciples seemed powerless and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Hmph, do you really think that you are the only ones who know the Blood Demon Dafa?"

Elder Cangsong let out a cold snort, kicked the golden puppet to pieces, clasped his hands together, and shouted: "Gather the soul energy!"

Elder Cangsong separated his hands, creating a huge suction force to suck in the blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood mist covering the battle situation was inhaled by Elder Cangsong.

During the change of spells, the devilish energy slowly formed a ten-foot-long arrow.

"go with!"

Putting his index finger and middle finger together, Elder Cangsong pointed at the hut next to the soil puppet, and the speed of the blood arrow was astonishingly fast.

The soil puppet would not let Elder Cangsong do whatever he wanted, so he stood in front of the hut and blocked the blood arrow.

Elder Cangsong attacked wave after wave, trying to use this move to break the earth puppet's formation.

"Blood demon reaches the sky!"

Naturally, the soil puppet would not let Elder Cangsong have his way, they leaned close together, gathered the devilish energy from the blood arrow just now, pushed it with eight hands, and a bloody hand went towards Jiangang.

Bloody Hand and Jian Gang were in a stalemate in the air, and finally burst, and no one could do anything to the other.

At this time, Elder Cangsong was entangled by the water puppet and the golden puppet again, and could no longer attack the hut.

The situation slowly turned to the puppet side, even though Elder Cangsong removed the blood mist, the puppet had already absorbed some magic energy and its strength had improved.

Elder Baishi, Yao Chi, Xia Tieshan and Shangguan Bo were also fighting and couldn't escape for the time being.

Gradually, some less powerful disciples were slightly injured. What made them panic was that the blood immediately turned into a blood mist and merged into the demonic energy of the Xianling Palace.

Even if they run the Reiki, the wound still won't heal.

The strength in his body was drained bit by bit, making the disciples feel timid.

"boom!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhou Ziqiong burst into hot flames all over her body.

The wooden puppets besieging her immediately ignited spontaneously, and burned to ashes within three breaths.

"The scorching sun destroys the god!"

A scorching sun with a diameter of one foot rose above Zhou Ziqiong's head, which was even hotter, and the stone puppets who tried to get close to her slowly melted away.

Zhou Ziqiong opened her hands, and the scorching sun released a small amount of energy, forming two arrows in her hands.

"call out"

Zhou Ziqiong danced her hands quickly, and the pressure on the disciple who was in danger was relieved.

Many of the puppets besieging them spontaneously combusted, and after looking around, they realized that it was Zhou Ziqiong who did it.

Seeing Zhou Ziqiong's appearance, the disciple regained his fighting spirit and went directly to the puppet.

Seeing that the disciples finally woke up, Zhou Ziqiong stopped helping them.

The arrow turned into a sword and attacked the puppet that was slowly surrounding her.

Although her footwork and swordsmanship were not proficient, Zhou Ziqiong's Sun Sword was extremely powerful.

The wooden and stone puppets turned to ashes before they even touched Zhou Ziqiong, so Zhou Ziqiong started to attack the water puppets.

The puppet didn't know what fear was, so it rushed towards Zhou Ziqiong.

Although Zhou Ziqiong's Burning Sun Sword is powerful, its effect on water puppets is much smaller.

Under the siege of the puppets, a disciple finally couldn't hold on anymore, his entire hand was removed, and blood gushed out continuously.

The puppet absorbed the strength of the blood mist and went one step further. The disciple managed to survive twenty moves and was still killed.

After killing the disciple, the puppet refused to leave, tore apart the disciple's body, and frantically absorbed the demonic energy.