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Taoist Changhong attacked Gu Changqing forcefully.

This was not only to stop Gu Changqing from talking any more, but also to capture Gu Changqing first and control him.

Although they had the Tianyuan Halberd in their hands, they were still somewhat inferior to the real saints like the Fifth Jiaozu. They had to capture Gu Changqing and his daughter to increase their bargaining cards.

Taoist Changhong attacked forcefully, causing the masters of the three tribes to change color. They were all eager to ask for a fight and capture Changqing and his daughter before Taoist Changhong.

But their actions were stopped by the leaders of the three tribes.

Whether it was the Fifth Jiaozu or the two quasi-saints Yixu and Xueling, they all stopped their actions.

“Don’t rush to take action, just watch the internal fight of the human race!”

Xueling’s eyes were full of sarcasm, and he sneered.

“This boy has obtained the Saint King’s mansion. Even if his cultivation is not good, the Saint King’s treasures left behind may have some life-saving trump cards for future generations. Don’t underestimate it!”

Yi Xu’s words were more straightforward. He stared at Gu Changqing and observed his every little move.

“Some people are willing to take action. They kill each other to explore the way for us. Why should we be anxious?”

The three leaders spoke, and the masters of the three tribes calmed down. They looked at the center of the battlefield. The father and daughter of Changqing, who were locked by Taoist Changhong, were also at ease and began to wait for the show.

The masters of the three tribes were gloating and mocking. Taoist Changhong felt it and was furious.

He did not dare to hate the masters of the three tribes, and only blamed the humiliation on Gu Changqing and his daughter.

“If it weren’t for this father and daughter, why would I have to take action today and be ridiculed?”

Changhong Taoist thought, his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised his left hand.

“Crack!”

In his palm, lightning intertwined, condensing into a purple-gold divine spear, with arcs wrapped around it, making the souls of the spectators tremble!

“Changhong Taoist, the thunder dao is the leader among the human casual cultivators in the wilderness, and he really has some skills!”

The fifth Jiaozu nodded slightly, and the other spectators held their breath and dared not breathe.

“Changhong, you bastard!”

When the old Taiyan Sect Master saw this scene, his old eyes turned bloodshot because of anger, and he roared.

However, as a national sacred weapon, the Tianyuan Halberd is too powerful under the blessing of luck.

Even if the old man tried his best, it was difficult to break the void cage cut by the holy halberd in a short time. He could only watch Taoist Changhong urge the lightning spear to bombard Gu Changqing!

“Boom!”

The sound of thunder rolled in the void, stirring the four fields, and the sea of ​​consciousness of the heroes on the battlefield was shaken.

The purple-gold lightning spear pierced through the sky, smashed down the sea of ​​clouds, and turned into a blazing lightning like a waterfall, directly submerging the figures of Gu Changqing and his daughter!

“It’s over.”

“It’s a pity that although they are a father and daughter with extraordinary talents, they have practiced for too short a time, which led to today’s tragedy!”

Many ancient creatures shook their heads slightly, and looked at that area with some sympathy.

They can pull teeth out of the hands of the three ancient saints and intercept the opportunity.

Whether it was Gu Changqing or Xiao Yiren, their talents were recognized by the heroes present. If they survived in the future, they would definitely dominate the wilderness. Unfortunately, they had no hope of surviving until that day…

“Puff!”

Just as everyone was sighing in their hearts, a burst of sound suddenly exploded on the battlefield, attracting everyone’s attention to the source of the sound. Immediately, their pupils suddenly widened!

Under the gaze of incredulous eyes, the Taoist Changhong, who had a cold and ferocious expression on his face, had his eyes frozen at this moment. He lowered his head in disbelief and looked at his own chest.

There, a huge hole appeared at this moment, and a magical war puppet with purple and gold Taoist marks all over its body stood in front of him, retracting the punch it had thrown expressionlessly.

Until the war puppet retracted its fist.

Taoist Changhong finally woke up from his dream. He opened his mouth subconsciously, wanting to scream and ask for help, but he couldn’t do it.

The punch from Zhan Kui shattered not only his chest and heart.

There was also divine power like the deep sea, flowing through his body along the wound, shattering his Dantian and Sea of ​​Consciousness!

“Plop!”

After a brief stalemate, in the shocked eyes of all the cultivators, this famous Lei Dao cultivator in the Wilderness, a generation of Quasi-Sage, didn’t even have time to say his last words, but fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, and died with his eyes wide open!

“What… what did I see?”

“A Quasi-Sage was killed by a punch like this?!”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible! That was Taoist Changhong, a powerful figure who had been famous in the Wilderness for more than a thousand years. How could he die so easily?Yi! ? ”

Many people were dumbfounded, especially those human cultivators standing on the side of the Third Prince, whose voices were trembling at this moment.

Even the Third Prince and the Ziyue Quasi-Saint behind him had their eyes twitching wildly at this moment, looking at the purple-gold war puppet standing in the air, with deep horror in their eyes!

“A Quasi-Saint-level war puppet… This boy really got the Holy Lord’s treasure! ”

The third prince murmured.

The words he said also brought many cultivators who were still in shock back to their senses. Looking at the war puppet in the air, in addition to fear, there was an indescribable fiery look in their eyes!

How rare is the quasi-saint war puppet?

Puppets of this level, let alone the existence of the saint realm.

Even people in the Saint King realm, unless they are masters of weapon, can never refine it.

Only people in the Saint Lord realm can refine such extraordinary war puppets with combat power that can instantly kill ordinary quasi-saints!

And this war puppet appeared in the world at this moment, protecting Gu Changqing and killing Changhong Taoist, which means that Gu Changqing really succeeded in intercepting the divine treasures of the Yinming and Xueque clans, opened a Saint Lord’s mansion, and obtained The inheritance inside!

Before this.

The heroes present, even the Blood Sparrow Clan and the Yinming Clan, only knew that Gu Changqing had intercepted their Saint Lord’s Mansion.

But the inheritance of a Saint Lord must have trials, and the difficulty will never be low.

Intercepting the Mansion and entering it does not mean that Gu Changqing will definitely gain something.

And now, the appearance of this purple-gold war puppet in front of Gu Changqing has completely ended the worries in everyone’s hearts. After a brief surprise, they looked at Gu Changqing with more and more greedy flames in their eyes!

“Although a Taoist Changhong died, it doesn’t matter…”

“As long as we can capture this boy, not to mention the other divine treasures on him, this war puppet alone is worth ten Taoist Changhongs! ”

The Third Prince of Tianyuan stared at Gu Changqing, his eyes became more and more fiery, and the words he said made the Ziyue Quasi-Saint behind him shudder involuntarily, and his heart was a little flustered, fearing that the Third Prince would send her up again.

Her cultivation was only equal to that of Taoist Changhong, and she was also practicing illusion. It was good enough to be able to exert 30% of her combat power against such a puppet.

If she really went, she would probably die even faster than Taoist Changhong!

Fortunately, she didn’t worry for too long.

Because, as the war puppet was summoned, the masters of the other three tribes could no longer sit still.

Just as the Third Prince of Tianyuan thought.

Such a war puppet that can instantly kill ordinary Quasi-Saints is a supreme treasure even for a large tribe like the Qingjiao tribe with a saint sitting in charge!

“You guys, go and capture this beast for me!”

“Quickly set up the formation and take back the war puppet from that kid! ”

Xue Ling and Yi Xu, two quasi-saints, spoke first, ordering the emperors of the clan to form a formation and move forward, and at the same time urged the seven holy soldiers that formed the formation to bless these emperors and weaken the war puppets beside Gu Changqing.

Suddenly, a strange divine light rose above the seven holy soldiers that formed the formation, and one after another, like shackles, fell towards the war puppet in front of Gu Changqing.

At the same time, the emperors of the Yinming and Xueque clans also moved. Under the orders of the two quasi-saints, they formed a killing formation and rushed towards Gu Changqing.

“Take the Tianlian God Puppet as the trump card for protecting the way obtained in the abandoned mansion?”

Looking at those greedy monks killing towards him, Gu Changqing’s expression was a little strange.

“If I really have such a trump card, I won’t waste it on you! ”

Gu Changqing shook his head.

He had obtained the trump card of protecting the way in Yuanwu’s mansion, but the three Saint Lords Jishan had limited number of times to attack.

Before he really took charge of Yuanwu’s mansion, he could only issue orders three times.

Gu Changqing would not waste them here.

What killed Taoist Changhong was only the companion spirit treasure of his Heavenly Refining Saint Body, the Heavenly Refining God Puppet!

However, Gu Changqing was too lazy to explain these words in detail, anyway…

“Just ants!”

Gu Changqing shook his head and took a step forward. Under the astonished gaze of the spectators, he walked out of the protection circle of the Heavenly Refining God Puppet and faced the two clans of emperors who were rushing over, and attacked them!

“Are you looking for death! ?”

The spectators were all dumbfounded, but Xiao Yiren’s eyes were wide open. There was no surprise or fear in her eyes, only strong expectations!

The next second.

“Crack! ”

On the battlefield, there were thousands of sword beams rising from three feet in front of Gu Changqing. As Gu Changqing slashed down with his sword, the sword beams were like flowing light. In just a moment.

The group of blood sparrow corpses that rushed over didn’t even have the chance to scream before they were completely wiped out by Gu Changqing’s rain-like sword beams.Countless penetrations and destruction!