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

Yang Jian is proficient in the seventy-two methods of transformation, and it is naturally effortless to become the Holy Lord Zichu.

Moreover, this method of transformation is extraordinary. Once you practice it to the deepest level, the people or things you transform will be almost exactly the same, regardless of breath or magic power.

Yang Jian, as the third generation chief of Chanjiao, naturally has no talent qualifications.

This method of change has already reached the state of transformation.

At this time, he became the Holy Lord Zichu, Bai Ganglie and more than a dozen Great Saints from the White Tiger clan, and it was impossible to tell the truth from the truth.

They just thought that Holy Lord Zichu ambushed them here.

Rumble——!

The big purple hand dropped down, like a black hole across the sky, swallowing up all light and brightness.

Among the mountains and valleys, Bai Ganglie and more than a dozen Great Saints of the White Tiger tribe all saw darkness and lost their sense of the outside world.

I just felt a vast, majestic, and extremely cold momentum falling down in a mighty way.

Filling everything, occupying their sight and filling their hearts.

My heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand and I couldn't breathe.

The next moment, it felt like he was going to die violently.

"Holy Lord Zichu!"

Bai Ganglie let out a long roar that shook the heavens and the earth, "Don't even think about killing me!"

The cultivation level belonging to the demigod Sixth Layer exploded.

In an instant, the sky was filled with voids, and the heaven and earth roared.

Rumble——!

The next moment, an earth-shattering collision broke out!

It's like billions of thunders exploding at the same time, and it's like millions of stars reaching their end and exploding and disintegrating.

In just an instant, the ripples of change swept across the ten craftsmen.

Everything in the world was wiped out, whether it was void or dust, everything was covered at once.

It was just a collision, and the radiance that burst out was much more dazzling than the Nine Heavens Divine Sun!

I do not know how long it has been.

It seems like a moment, and it seems like an eternity.

After everything fell silent.

The earth sank by an unknown amount and turned into an abyss.

The figures of Bai Ganglie and a dozen Great Saints of the White Tiger tribe disappeared, as if they had fallen.

High in the sky.

'Holy Lord Zichu' checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he whispered to himself, "In this way, the fault can be blamed on the underworld."

After saying that, Yukong left.

After a while.

The void suddenly cracked open, and a shadow fell out of it.

It is Bai Ganglie’s soul.

That palm was so terrifying that it directly annihilated more than a dozen Great Saints from the White Tiger clan, as well as his physical body.

If he didn't have the treasure to protect his soul, he would have died in the palm of his hand.

"Damn it, Holy Lord Zichu, Holy Lord Zichu!"

Bai Ganglie naturally heard what he said just now, and felt that the hatred was as endless as the Milky Way in the sky.

Fortunately, he thought that the Holy Lord Zichu might be slandered.

Unexpectedly, the other party pretended to ask them to leave, but instead ambushed and intercepted them halfway so that they could blame them on the underworld!

"This revenge must be avenged!"

Bai Ganglie's eyes showed murderous intent and anger that had reached their peak.

"Even if I use the ancient divine weapons of the Extreme Dao, I will kill you!"

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and headed towards the White Tiger tribe.

And high in the sky.

Ji Yun looked at the passing Bai Ganglie with a smile on her lips.

Naturally, the power of this palm was not fully utilized.

Otherwise, Bai Ganglie would have been destroyed by ashes.

"Now, both parties have no room for maneuver!"

He had already seen before that Bai Gang's murderous intention was not pure, and he obviously had doubts in his heart.

So, he controlled Yang Jian's puppet, turned into the Holy Lord Zichu, and ambushed him secretly.

Help Bai Ganglie firm up his ideas.

"Not to mention, if I do this a few more times in the future, my practice points and origin points will be settled."

Ji Yun felt happy.

Although that palm did not kill Bai Ganglie, more than a dozen Great Saints from the White Tiger clan were all turned into ashes.

Himeun gained more than 20,000 practice points.

Coupled with the dozen storage rings, he is a complete little rich man.

"Next, it's time for me to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and reap the benefits of the fishermen..."

Ji Yun smiled softly and played tricks with him. Didn't he know that he had read the entire Demon Pavilion book because he couldn't practice in Beast World?

He didn't know what the conspiracy was, but he was too lazy to figure it out.

He prefers to overwhelm everything with absolute power compared to those clumsy thoughts!

immediately.

Ji Yun controlled Yang Jian's puppet and returned to heaven.

At this time, Gu Qingfeng came up and said, "Senior True Monarch, something terrible seems to have happened outside.

"The conflict between Zichu Sacred Land and the White Tiger Emperor Clan seems to be because the Holy Lord Zichu entrusted the underworld to remove the seeds of the White Tiger Emperor Clan."

"It stands to reason that with Holy Lord Zichu's methods, even if he did it, the White Tiger Emperor Clan wouldn't be able to know about it.

Gu Qingfeng was very confused.

"It's very simple. The underworld is behind it."

Ji Yun controlled Yang Jian's puppet and said: "This is what the underworld is best at, secretly fueling the flames and then reaping the benefits."

After hearing this, Gu Qingfeng became more and more afraid of this underworld.

Well, it’s better for us to be in heaven, which is open and upright and grand.

If he knew that both families were controlled by one person, he probably wouldn't think so.

at the same time.

Ji Yun, who was traveling outside, came to a geomantic treasure.

The dragon is lying in the coils, the earth veins are intertwined, and the inspiration is abundant, which is extraordinary.

"Yes, the feng shui here is just right. If you draw it here, it must be a blessing of good luck."

Ji Yun goes to great lengths to get good stuff.

Even Feng Shui has to be tried by 503.

"System, all origin points of the plaque are used to extract items.

Ji Yun thought for a while and decided to fight against the objects. If the puppets turned out to be a bunch of broken puppets again, then he would really become autistic.

Ding!

[Yunxiao’s bellyband. ]

[White gauze of Queen Mother of the West. ]

Um?

When Ji Yun raised his eyes and saw these two, the corner of his mouth twitched.

This system, Mader, ISP.

[Divine Ability-Somersault Cloud. ]

[A grain of sand on Jin'ao Island. ]

[A jade brick from Yuxu Palace. ]

Continuing to read, Ji Yun raised his eyebrows. After so many times, he finally got Divine Ability.

"Somersault cloud, Sun Wukong's one, that's okay too."

Although it is not the famous Divine Ability of the Seventy-Two Earth Demons in the Mythical world, it does have the ability, which is better than not having the fishy smell.

"It's not bad to give it to people with tools."

Ji Yun possesses the inheritance of three thousand Godfiends. Even the seventy-two Divine Abilities are just like that to him.

Ding!

Continue to draw.

[The hair of Shen Gongbao. ]

Seeing this scene, Ji Yun's face twitched.

Damn it, if you can escape the roaring dog, you can't escape Shen Gongbao after all!

[Southern Gate. ]

Um?

Seeing these three words, Ji Yun's eyes suddenly shone.

Finally, it’s here. .