Fantasy: Mythical Puppet System, Draw Three Thousand Heavenly Soldiers At The Beginning

Everyone in the underworld stands proudly in the sky, surrounded by dim light and filled with dark energy.

Under the moonlight, it looked particularly strange and cold.

Heart palpitating.

At this moment, the entire Butian Sect fell into silence.

Under that vast pressure, he was almost suffocated and unable to resist.

The bodies of many disciples were shaking like sieves, and their original fighting spirit had all disappeared.

The demigods descended and displayed their divine power, spanning the heavens and the earth, plus three thousand sages, dozens of Saint Kings, and ten Great Saints.

This coercion was mixed together, shocking the whole world, and all living beings were as awed as ghosts and gods.

"Underworld! Is this the true strength of Underworld!"

"No wonder the sect leader fell into the hands of the underworld!"

"Why, for what reason does the underworld want to take action against us, the Butian Sect?"

"Underworld is a killer organization, someone must have asked them to take action!"

"I knew, I knew, that this day would eventually come. If you deprive others of their talent foundation, you will be punished by God sooner or later!"

Under the terrifying divine power, all the members of the Butian Sect collapsed.

Some people cursed, some despaired, some begged for mercy, and some repented...

However, this is not a big deal for Ji Yun.

"kill!"

Too lazy to waste any more time, solve it earlier, get practice points, and improve your strength.

Rumble——!

As Ji Yun thought, many puppets instantly launched an offensive. The astonishing power swept across the world, causing shocking fluctuations and annihilating them all.

"The great formation starts!"

The senior leaders of the Butian Sect did not sit still and wait for death.

The moment Ji Yun took action, the formation had already been activated.

Immediately, infinite mana burned, and countless runes rushed out from under the earth's veins, penetrating the sky and completely covering the Heaven-Building Sect.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a vast sea of ​​magic rising up and encircling the sky.

This formation is obviously not an ordinary formation. While it is capable of defense, it also has terrifying offensive capabilities.

Even a demigod like Mo Wentao would be trapped if he accidentally fell into it.

Obviously, the senior leaders of the Butian Sect had already thought that such a day would come, so they spent a lot of money to set up such formations.

However, it is still useless.

Ji Yun looked at the formation with a cold expression.

As long as it is not a Divine Level formation, it is impossible to block his army of puppets.

Boom!

All the puppets in the underworld, plus the demigod Fei Peng, gathered all their power to form a spear of the netherworld, which instantly rushed towards the formation.

Click!

The moment they touched it, the human formation trembled crazily.

Then, cracks appeared one after another, like a broken mirror.

After a breath, it exploded with a bang, dust returned to dust, dust returned to dust.

The formation carefully arranged by the Butian Sect was broken in the blink of an eye!

It was so fast that no one from the Butian Sect could react.

"Go and report to the ancestor!"

A Great Saint said to a Saint Level elder next to him.

The latter immediately broke through the air and left.

Although their ancestor Hong Qianqiu has awakened, he still has not awakened from the divine source. After all, there is not much Lifespan, so it is good to be patient for a while.

"Underworld, this time you will never come back!"

This Great Saint, the Supreme Elder, obviously knew some plans, and his expression changed like that of a Tianva man.

But in fact, deep in the eyes, there is only indifference.

"It's interesting."

High in the sky.

Through the underworld puppets, Ji Yun could clearly observe that some of the top leaders of the Butian Sect were not desperate.

Although he was also shouting and killing, under his observation of the soul, there were no violent fluctuations.

Obviously, he is extremely calm inside.

This made Ji Yun instantly understand that the Butian Sect seemed to be well prepared.

But he didn't care much.

Under absolute power, all ghosts, ghosts, and conspiracies are in vain.

Rumble————!

At this moment, deep in the Butian Sect, a majestic sea-like pressure rose up, as if some terrifying existence had resurrected.

The boundless divine power ripples out and overwhelms the world. Four Extremities!

Demigod is born!

However, there is a sense of decline in this divine power that is overwhelming all over the world and the nine heavens and ten earths.

Obviously, this demigod's vitality and blood are declining, and Lifespan is approaching.

"Underworld is finally here."

A sigh echoed around the world, but in the next moment, it became filled with murderous intent, and the world seemed to be trembling.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time. Now that you are here, please stay!"

The words fell.

A gigantic hand protruded from the depths of the Butian Sect, filled with divine power, and the sun, moon and stars seemed to be lingering between the palms.

A palm falls, like an endless galaxy falling, the terror is boundless!

"boom!"

As soon as Ji Yun thought, three thousand Yin soldier puppets, nine Yamas, endless mana and cultivation were all poured into the body of King Qin Guang's puppet.

The next moment, the latter's aura surged, breaking his shackles, and he became a demi-god for a moment.

He also stretched out a big hand, as black as ink, blessed by the power of the netherworld, and collided with the huge hand.

Boom!

The two big hands instantly shattered and turned into endless waves, sweeping everything.

The surrounding buildings of the Butian Sect were destroyed in the blink of an eye, and even some of the disciples were turned into ashes.

A semi-Divine Level fight, even if it was just a collision, would be no less than devastating to an ordinary monk.

"..Becoming a demigod in an instant is such a secret method that defies the heavens."

The old voice echoed, and from the depths of the Butian Sect, an old man walked out, carrying a serious air of decay.

There are not many hairs left, and the body is stooped.

If it weren't for the boundless divine power exuding from his body, just looking at his appearance, he would be no different from an ordinary centenarian.

It is Hong Qianqiu who is the foundation of Butian Sect.

He looked over with turbid eyes, "The two demigods and my disciple must have died under such a siege (Qian Zhao). No wonder even the Butian twins were unable to save themselves.

"It just so happens that you are all here, so please stay."

As the words fell, suddenly a purple cloud burst out of Hong Qianqiu's body, and a bright divine rainbow filled every corner.

A terrifying divine power burst out in an instant, as if it was about to flood the universe, and every inch of the void was turned into ashes.

In his hand, a bright purple stove appeared.

It is dazzling and dazzling, floating in the palm of your hand, with purple air steaming from it, rays of light twinkling, and the tongue is simple and majestic.

"This is the ancient divine weapon that I borrowed from the Sacred Land of Zichu. Although it is not the original weapon, it can still exert its ultimate power for an hour!"

After Hong Qianqiu finished speaking, he found that there was no disturbance among the people in the underworld opposite.

From the beginning to the end, there was only an extremely cold gaze in those pairs of eyes.

Ji Yun controlled the puppet of King Qin Guang and only said two words, "That's it?".