Ten reincarnations, all the heroines have turned evil

"I have always been hidden deep in the heart of the Holy Son." In the back hall of the Holy Fire Palace , the giant stone statue was trampling the ground. The whole land was shaking in the roar. Lin Yu'er fled in a panic, avoiding the constant attacks of the giant stone statue.

""Yan Qiao! What on earth do you want to do? Are you crazy?"

Lin Yu'er screamed, watching Yan Qiao manipulate the giant stone statue to constantly destroy the magnificent back hall.

Destroying the holy land and causing such a big trouble in the holy land.

Yan Qiao, do you really want to be the enemy of the entire universe?

Yan Qiao did not speak.

She hooked her finger, and several threads of light flashed.

The giant statue of the Holy Lord waved its huge fist and smashed towards Lin Yu'er in the roar.

This stone statue is made of spiritual stone.

Even if the elders of the holy land were to carry it, they could not resist it.

Lin Yu'er dodged in a panic.

She was still blown away by the strong fist wind.

Lying in the dust, Lin Yu'er coughed awkwardly, looking at Yan Qiao who was walking towards her step by step in horror.

"What are you doing for?......"

"Is it to avenge the Holy Son?"

Xu Ze's actions in the previous nine lives did make them feel resentful.

But this resentment has gradually disappeared in their hearts as Xu Ze changed.

"......"

Yan Qiao was silent.

Her pink eyes were fixed on Lin Yu'er who was sitting on the ground.

Walking in front of Lin Yu'er, Yan Qiao stretched out her hand, wanting to grab Lin Yu'er from the ground.

However, at this moment,

Lin Yu'er's eyes darkened, and she slapped Yan Qiao's chest with her right hand.

Bang!

A dull sound rang out from Yan Qiao's body.

"Hmm?"

Lin Yuer was stunned for a moment.

"you......You are a puppet......"

""Haha, did you see it now?" Yan Qiao smiled and looked at the poison gas that kept beating in her chest.

However, the poison gas could not penetrate Yan Qiao's body at all.

Lin Yuer knew that her profound skills were useless against the dead.

The person in front of her was just a dead puppet.

What remained in the puppet was only a wisp of Yan Qiao's soul.

"You created a puppet in your own image, divided your soul into several parts, put them into the puppets, and hid them in various places in the Holy Land."

"Soul Death Art can flexibly manipulate one's own soul or even the souls of others."

"You use this power to transfer your soul along these puppet threads into the bodies of various puppets."

"Thus, you can mobilize your puppet army in all parts of the Holy Land."

"Right?"

Xu Ze stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the white-haired girl in front of him.

The white-haired girl in front of him was just one of Yan Qiao's many puppets.

The reason why she could move independently without being controlled was just because she had a part of Yan Qiao's soul in her body.

The white-haired girl raised her eyelids, and the shadow of Xu Ze was clearly reflected in her pink pupils.

"It seems that it is almost impossible to catch you directly in the holy land."

Yes, it is just as Xu Ze guessed.

Each of these puppets has Yan Qiao's soul in their bodies.

But no matter which one, it is impossible for it to be Yan Qiao's body.

This is Yan Qiao's final test for Xu Ze.

Find her body before the holy land is completely destroyed.

Only in this way can everything return to normal.

But where is Yan Qiao's body?

Could it be that Yan Qiao's body did not appear in the holy land? But outside the holy land, silently watching everything?

No, Xu Ze knew that Yan Qiao was not the kind of person who confused people.

Since she was playing this game with him, she would never set her body outside the scope of the game.

Xu Ze can be sure that Yan Qiao is now in the holy land!

""Saint Son."

Nalan Yun walked to Xu Ze and gently held his hand.

She knew that the current situation could not be solved by force.

Everything depended on the Saint Son himself.......

Feeling the warmth coming from his hand,

Xu Ze's heart softened and he looked at Nalan Yun with a smile.

"Don't worry." Pinching Nalan Yun's face, Xu Ze looked calm,"Trust me."

Looking at Xu Ze's determined eyes,

Nalan Yun nodded vigorously. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Now everything can only rely on the Son.

If he loses his sense of proportion, he may really be led by Yan Qiao.

"hehe......"Son of God, do you still have the time to comfort other girls?"

A hoarse voice sounded from the ground.

The black-robed man whose right arm was shattered by Xu Ze's punch actually slowly climbed up from the ground.

And the right arm that should have been broken, at this moment, miraculously reappeared in his broken place.

"I didn't expect that you could develop this kind of immortal puppet without the help of the Holy Fire Lotus......."

Xu Ze's expression became serious. The black-robed man in front of him was obviously no longer an ordinary puppet.

Purple light mist surged from his body, and his terrifying power was constantly increasing.......

The entire treasure house was shaking.

The man in black robe suddenly moved.

Under the control of Yan Qiao behind him, he appeared in front of Xu Ze with extremely fast and flexible movements.

""Hmph."

The Holy Fire in Xu Ze's right hand jumped.

With a flaming palm, the black-robed man was immediately enveloped in a huge transparent flame.

The black-robed man's limbs began to shrink rapidly in the holy fire.

However, the black-robed man suddenly shouted, abandoned the car to save the king, and instantly cut off his limbs. Under Yan Qiao's control, he fell beside Yan Qiao.

Then, with a disgusting wriggling, the limbs slowly regenerated. The black-robed man's power seemed to be even greater.

"It's disgusting......"

Xu Ze frowned.

This kind of puppet is not human.

Even if it is killed ten thousand times, it will continue to regenerate and revive.

Unless.

Xu Ze's eyes turned to Yan Qiao who was manipulating the puppet from behind.

Yan Qiao's pupils shrank, and she immediately put on new puppet threads, grabbed with both hands, and the threads of her ten fingers quickly tightened.

Countless dense and thin threads instantly blocked the road between Xu Ze and Yan Qiao.

"snort......"

This kind of childish thing might work against ordinary monks.

But in Xu Ze's eyes, it was just like a piece of paper that could be torn apart with a poke.

The holy fire burned.

All the silver wires were burned off in an instant.

Xu Ze jumped and rushed straight to Yan Qiao.

Since the puppets are immortal, then just attack the puppeteer directly!

"！！！"

Looking at Xu Ze who suddenly appeared in front of her,

Yan Qiao's face turned pale.

Although she had mastered the art of corpse refining, soul-death art, and puppetry, in fact, apart from these, she was useless. Her talent in the mysterious way was even inferior to Jing Xiaoxuan.

Yan Qiao wanted to resist.

However, this weak mysterious force was instantly suppressed by Xu Ze.

A light punch hit her lower abdomen.

The soul in the corpse puppet immediately lost consciousness.

Yan Qiao's puppet fell softly into Xu Ze's arms.

""Holy Son!"

Suddenly, Nalan Yun's shout rang out from behind Xu Ze.

Xu Ze frowned and turned around, only to see the man in black robe rushing towards him again.

How could it be possible?......

Xu Ze was startled, looking down at the puppet Yan Qiao in his arms.

He was sure that Yan Qiao in his arms had completely lost consciousness.

How could he still control the puppet?

Unless......

Could it be that this immortal puppet was not controlled by Yan Qiao in front of him? Was the existence of Yan Qiao just a trick?

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