Martial Mythology

The puppets of the celestial tomb have no consciousness and no emotions, they will only act according to the instructions of the will of the celestial tomb.

Zhang Lu's provocation was meaningless to the puppet of the Ten Thousand Realm.

However, the purpose of the puppet in the Ten Thousand Realm was to kill Zhang Lu, so naturally it would not let go of every opportunity to kill Zhang Lu.

The figure of the puppet in the Ten Thousand Realm disappeared in an instant, followed by a sound of piercing through the air, and the next second, he appeared in front of Zhang Lu. The terrifying speed caused the air of death around him to be blown away, and there was a burst of blowing. The storm of tomb air.

At this critical moment, when the puppets in the Ten Thousand Layers Realm were only a few feet away, and when Zhang Lu's defensive barrier was slightly distorted, Zhang Lu suddenly flashed.

"Hoo." The puppet of the Ten Thousand Realm collided with the teleportation wormhole in an instant, and with a flash of light, the puppet of the Ten Thousand Realm disappeared.

Above the teleportation wormhole, Zhang Lu was a little surprised: "Is it so easy to get it done?"

I didn't expect the puppet of the Ten Thousand Realm to be so brainless. When it saw the teleportation wormhole, it slammed straight into it. In the end, the distance was too close, and it was too late to stop, so it slammed into it.

Having dealt with the puppets of the Ten Thousand Realm, Zhang Lu turned his head to look at the puppets of the Thousand Realm and Hundred Realm whose bodies were almost melted, and said with a smile, "Your boss is gone, and I'll give you a ride too, thank you."

The next moment, Zhang Lu's figure flickered, and before many puppets could react, they were kicked into the teleportation wormhole one by one.

After a few breaths, Zhang Lu's figure returned to the original place, and the entire puppet team was sent to the dantian world without exception.

"Huh..." Zhang Lu let out a breath. Although there were some twists and turns at the beginning, in general, the process was much easier than he imagined. He just used tricks at will and ended the battle, "It seems that these The puppet is really unconscious, fighting is all based on instinct..."

This is obviously good news for Zhang Lu.

The Sky Tomb Puppet can't think and doesn't know how to strategize, so he can introduce the Sky Tomb Puppet to the dantian world through the method just now without much effort.

Of course, the premise of all this is... the number of puppets in the Ten Thousand Realm should not be too large.

If there were too many puppets in the Ten Thousand Realm, and they were besieged from all directions, what Zhang Lu should consider was whether he could escape.

...

Chaos in the prehistoric world.

Zhang Yu wiped out all the spirit of death in the puppet team.

After a few breaths, everyone in the puppet team regained consciousness.

"This is……"

"Hunmeng, I actually returned to Hunmeng!"

"Hahaha! Unexpectedly, I will return to Hunmen one day!"

"We're not dead, we're not dead!"

A group of people are like lunatics, and their excitement is difficult to control.

Even the king of the Ten Thousand Realms had slightly red eyes, and his inner emotions were surging, but he was trying to control them, and he didn't fully express them.

After a while, everyone gradually calmed down and noticed Zhang Yu at the same time.

"Are you..." the king of the Ten Thousand Realm hesitated for a moment and asked.

"You can call me...Master Dean." Zhang Yu smiled slightly: "Congratulations, you have regained your freedom."

"It was you who saved us?" The King of Ten Thousand Realms stared at Zhang Yu, his words were indifferent, and he did not show any respect to Zhang Yu. As a king who suppressed an era, he had his own pride in his bones, so it was naturally impossible to tell others Bow your head, it is even more impossible to call Zhang Yu the dean.

Zhang Yu said lightly, "Save you? No, I just need someone to do things for me, so I brought you out by the way."

He felt that the guy in front of him seemed to be a little uncooperative, so he deliberately beat him. If the other party was disobedient, he didn't mind obliterating him. After all, there are many puppets in the Ten Thousand Realm in the Heavenly Tomb, and erasing one of them won't affect them. What.

The King of Ten Thousand Realms raised his eyebrows: "You are capable of bringing us out of the Heavenly Tomb, but if you want me, Suihan, to do things for you, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

The few Thousand Realms and Hundred Realms did not speak.

"Oh? You don't want to?" Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows, "It's fine, I never like to force others to do things they don't want to do, since you don't want to, then I will send you back to the Tomb of Heaven, you can Come out on your own.”

Sui Han's face darkened: "Your Excellency is going too far."

"It's too much? I rescued you, you do things for me, you get relative freedom, and I get someone I can use. How can it be too much?" Zhang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, without the slightest fluctuation in emotion, "You have two choices, Either continue to be your puppet of the tomb, or do things for me..."

This time, he didn't even have the qualifications of a Qing Dynasty to serve in the Sky Academy.

"I'm sorry, I don't choose either." Suihan said indifferently: "Your ability is indeed not small, but it is not enough to surpass the king of the Ten Thousand Realm... I really want to go, you can't stop it."

He had no doubts about Zhang Yu's strength. He was able to bring them out of the Heavenly Tomb and remove the aura of death for them. Zhang Yu had definitely reached the Ten Thousand Levels Realm, and had a high probability of learning how to use the advanced mysteries of good fortune. His strength was much stronger than that of an ordinary king of the Ten Thousand Realm, but if he was really determined to leave, Zhang Yu might not be able to keep him.

"Haha, then try it." Zhang Yu didn't argue, and directly made a gesture of invitation.

Sui Han thought that Zhang Yu was playing tricks, so he immediately stepped forward and flew into the distance.

After staying some distance away from Zhang Yu, seeing that Zhang Yu still didn't move, Sui Han immediately felt relieved, and at the same time became more certain: "This family is really trying to bluff me! But I, Sui Han, how could I be easily fooled?"

A group of thousand-level and hundred-level powerhouses looked at each other in blank dismay, and at the same time their hearts were eager to move. If they had the chance to leave, they would certainly not stay.

However, when a group of people were eager to try, Zhang Yu waved lightly, and then Sui Han, who had gone away, appeared in their sight again, and turned back faster than when he left. Full of shock and struggling violently, but his struggle was meaningless, his body still returned to Zhang Yu's side at a constant speed.

"You, you..." Sui Han was a little dazed.

"Wan Chongjing... isn't he short-tempered?" Zhang Yu stared at Sui Han lightly, "But do you know that in the eyes of a real strong man, Wan Zhongjing is just an ant."

After the words fell, Zhang Yu slowly stretched out his right hand and waved it lightly in the air.

Sui Han suddenly felt as if he had received a terrible shock, and his whole body was shot flying. Not only was his body almost collapsed, but even the Creator's will trembled violently, as if he was about to disintegrate, and his consciousness was weakened a bit.

"Pfft!" Sui Han spat out a mouthful of blood, his head was completely covered.

He couldn't understand Zhang Yu's methods at all, as if the other party could manipulate everything in the world with a single thought, and he couldn't resist that terrifying power at all.

"Let's do it!" Zhang Yu said lightly, "Aren't you the king of the Ten Thousand Realms? Aren't you very confident? Let me see, what is your confidence, and how much strength are you proud of?"

Sui Han was a little scared, his scalp was numb.

The next moment, Zhang Yu slapped again, and Sui Han was slapped lightly like a mortal, and his body, which was already on the verge of collapse, was instantly shattered, and the Creator's will was approaching its limit.

Soon, Sui Han condensed his body again, but his breath became extremely weak, his face was pale, and there was fear and shock in his eyes.

Too strong!

The feeling Zhang Yu gave him was ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than the will of the tomb!

"I surrender!" Sui Han clenched his fist, then slowly released it, and slowly knelt down on one knee.

As strong as the king of the Ten Thousand Realms, he still chose to surrender when faced with a more powerful existence. His pride was not as firm as he imagined. His past glory and glory also came at the moment when he knelt down. Gone with the wind.

"Surrender?" Zhang Yu shook his head, "It's too late."

Sui Han's face changed, and he had a bad feeling.

However, before he could say anything, Zhang Yu flicked his sleeves lightly, and Sui Han was like a statue, as if he had been weathered by hundreds of millions of Huns in an instant, his body, the will of the Creator, and even his consciousness, bit by bit. Annihilation, after three breaths, Sui Han completely disappeared, leaving nothing.

A group of thousand-level and hundred-level powerhouses all had their scalps numb, and the chill went straight from the soles of their feet to the top of the sky.

The legendary king of the Ten Thousand Realms, the invincible powerhouse who suppressed an era, just disappeared?