At the beginning of the sage cultivation base, the empress became an ex-wife

Chapter 125 The ancient array moves again, the puppet of the sage

Half a minute ago.

boom.

boom.

Deafening explosions continued to appear.

The aftermath of the battle between Fang Zhentian and the others and the holy puppet constantly set off huge air waves, bursting around.

soon.

With the fall of the three holy puppets, the sound of the battle stopped abruptly.

Same as the previous battle, Fang Zhentian defeated a holy puppet without using the phantom image of the saint.

You Du and the others are worthy of being saints who have accumulated for tens of thousands of years. Although they are still in the early stages of saints, their combat power is far superior to that of ordinary saints.

"Whoo~"

When the battle ended, Liu Kui and Wu Jie breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly threw a pill to restore spiritual energy into their mouths.

They couldn't get spiritual energy from the outside, so they had to use this method.

Ordinary elixirs can't meet the needs of saints at all, so the elixirs taken by the two are all Dao-level eighth-grade, and the quantity is not large.

"You need to save some pills, don't forget, we haven't arrived at the Eternal Emperor's Palace yet." You Du warned.

Liu Kui and Wujie nodded.

In turn, everyone looked forward again, looking into the distance.

At this time, everyone was still on the periphery of the holy tomb, and it was unknown how many holy puppets they would encounter.

If it is the same as before, if there are only three, everyone can still handle it, but if it continues to increase...

Liu Kui and the others couldn't help frowning.

It is not difficult for the holy puppet to deal with it, but the pills that can restore aura are not unlimited.

"It's okay, I still have a backup plan." You Du said suddenly.

"Oh?" Liu Kui's eyes lit up.

You Du looked at the location of the hanging coffin, and said, "The breath of the Holy Monarch puppet will make other holy puppets dare not approach."

"We only need to go in the direction of the coffin to reduce the number of encounters with holy puppets."

"But you need to restrain your breath along the way."

"Although the puppet of the Holy Monarch only reacts to the 'ancient' intention, if there is a big commotion, there is still a possibility of being alarmed."

After hearing this, both Liu Kui and Wu Jie looked solemn.

At this moment, just looking at the coffin, the two of them felt a sense of fear spontaneously.

But at this time, You Du actually said where to go?

"It's the so-called seeking wealth and wealth." Fang Zhentian answered, "This is the most efficient way to save spiritual energy, and it is also our only choice."

After saying that, he descended from the sky and walked towards the coffin on foot.

Seeing this, the rest had no choice but to follow.

With restrained breath and tense nerves, everyone walked on the gray-black scorched earth.

The scorched earth was soft, and with every step, blood oozed out.The bloody smell produced by the blood filled everyone's nostrils.

Everyone walked forward silently, all in silence.

At the beginning, both Liu Kui and Wu Jie were stiff, but soon they relaxed.

It was exactly as You Du said!
The closer to the location of the coffin, the smoother the terrain, and there are no more grave-like hills!

It also means!

There are indeed no other holy puppets around!
"If there is no poison sage, I would be foolish to pass through the holy tomb safely today." After relaxing, Liu Kui sighed.

"Amitabha, it is indeed a wise choice to come here with the poisonous sage." Wujie also praised by the way.

You Du smiled, but did not reply.

At this time, everyone has arrived in front of the coffin.

Looking at it from a close distance, not only the appearance of the coffin is clearer, but also the thick black mist gushing out of the coffin is close at hand.

Everyone stopped subconsciously, held their breath and concentrated, and at the same time silently operated the exercises in their bodies to deal with any emergencies.

After half a sound.

Seeing that there was no sign of the coffin being opened, everyone breathed a sigh of relief again.

"Well, it should be safe." Wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead, You Du said: "Then I just need to quickly pass through this coffin and leave the holy tomb in the shortest possible time."

Hearing this, everyone set off again.

Worried about making a noise and disturbing the puppet of the holy monarch in the coffin, the saints even tiptoed forward like thieves.

And just when everyone passed through the coffin, they seemed to have seen the dawn of success.

Rumbling--

Rumbling--

……

The earth is shaking.

In the distance, there is a burst of light, and the ancient mang is full of Tao!

The Ten Thousand Dao Formation sometimes shrinks and sometimes spreads, and the aftermath of the spiritual energy produced can be clearly perceived even by Fang Zhentian and others who are tens of thousands of miles away.

"Not good! That person touched the ancient formation of the Imperial Palace again! And more than once!" Seeing this, the complexion of the phalanx changed in shock!
The moment the words fell.

Crash.

The Dao-Sealing Dragon Chain, which had already faded away, reappeared!
Compared with the last time, the number of Daofeng dragon chains has increased by more than ten times, and they have condensed into a black dragon with metallic light.

The giant dragon is coming towards everyone with its teeth and claws!

"This is the chain dragon condensed by the Dao-Sealing Dragon Chain, and it will die if you touch it!" You Du hurriedly said with a pale face.

But this is not the situation that everyone is most worried about.

Suddenly thinking of something, everyone subconsciously looked at the coffin behind them.

Bang.

Bang.

A dull sound came from inside the coffin.

The sound was like a magic sound, and every time it sounded, everyone's hearts tightened!
Immediately, under the horrified gaze of everyone.

bang——

Accompanied by an even more ear-shattering sound, the coffin lid instantly popped open.

Among them, a "person" dressed in a Huaguang stream suit, wearing a king's crown, holding a dark red long knife, and a livid complexion slowly stood up.

His neck was stiff and twisted, and his sunken and dry eyes were fixed on Fang Zhentian and the others.

at the same time.

Gray-black death energy drilled out from his seven orifices, and the unique breath that belonged to the Holy Monarch burst out like a mountain and an ocean.

Feeling it at close range, Fang Zhentian and the others trembled.

I felt an unprecedented fear!
There is no doubt that this is the puppet of the Holy Monarch!
"Heh, heh."

The puppet's jaw opened, making a strange sound.

The next moment, he raised his right arm high, and the bloody long sword in his hand slashed down directly!
Even though it was just a random knife, it could evolve into a bloody curtain that can cover the sky.

The saber energy it produced gradually expanded in the blood curtain.In just an instant, a sky-shattering blood blade formed, cutting down from the sky!
Its power distorts the surrounding space.

The rest of the wave actually rippled away, rolling up countless scorched earth!
boom--

The blood blade slashed down, and the world was shaken.

A knife across the entire Nine Dao States appeared, as if splitting Nine Dao States in half!

In the nick of time.

You Du and the others revealed the virtual image of the saint, and the array disk in Fang Zhentian's hands spun rapidly.

Everyone tried their best, and finally escaped the blow narrowly and narrowly.

Before everyone could relax, they saw the puppet disappear suddenly from the spot, and when it reappeared, it stood on top of everyone.

The puppet stood in the sky, and the Taoist uniform drummed on its body without any wind.

Although his eyes were expressionless, he still had an aura of looking down on the world.

Like a king, overlooking all living beings!

As far as the line of sight is concerned, there are ants!

"Run! As long as you escape from the holy tomb, the puppet of the holy monarch will not chase you any more!" After swallowing hard, Fang Zhentian panicked and said.

The moment the words fell, he had already shown his cultivation, turned around and fled at a gallop.

Knowing that if you don't run, you will die.

The rest of the people were not to be outdone, each revealing their illusory images of saints, fleeing towards the Eternal Palace as if scrambling to be the first to be the last.

(End of this chapter)