mortal mortal cultivator

Under the giant ship, a huge teleportation array with a height of tens of feet rises.

A humanoid white dragon flew out slowly, this white dragon was obviously a mechanical creation.He is nearly twenty feet tall and bulky, with several cannon muzzles on his left arm, and a white gold-inlaid sword and shield on his right arm. His eyes are red, and his body exudes a powerful spiritual pressure that is not inferior to that of a monk in the early stage of Yuanying.

Before a few people teamed up to defeat the puppet, another humanoid white dragon came out of the teleportation array.Then came the third, fourth, fifth...

A total of twelve humanoid white dragons stood side by side, staring at them coldly and indifferently with scarlet eyes.

At this moment, everyone present felt their scalps go numb.

At the same time, in a hill in the distance.

Dongmentu, the great elder of Yulingzong, frowned, watching this scene expressionlessly.Behind him stood five monks at the early stage of Nascent Soul, exuding powerful spiritual power of five different attributes, but for some reason, these five people's eyes were dull, their faces were expressionless, as if they had no sense of mind.

On the other side, Old Devil Yunlu lightly pressed the center of his eyebrows, and pressed his eyelids that were beating wildly.

"You really... opened my eyes."

On the giant ship, Lu Yunze frowned slightly. Behind him, Han Li came through the air with wings on his back.

"You finally showed up." Han Li heaved a sigh of relief and sat next to Lu Yunze.

"Tell me, what do you want to do? I don't believe that you didn't know anything when these people gathered their strength to deal with you."

Hearing this, Lu Yunze just smiled and snapped his fingers with one hand. Dozens of transparent screens instantly appeared around him, suspended in the air, watching the battle from various angles.

"You read it first, and I'll explain it to you later."

Under the giant ship, the red-haired old man looked at those humanoid white dragon puppets, and felt that this incident was indescribably absurd from beginning to end.

When will such Nascent Soul-level puppets be mass-produced?

So what is the need for these Nascent Soul monks to exist?

The red-haired old man suddenly realized that his train of thought was crooked, he quickly shook his head, and forcibly concentrated.

There are only twelve puppets at the initial stage of Nascent Soul, although they are troublesome, they are not a cause for concern.Not to mention that a puppet is a puppet, it is impossible to be as agile as a monk.

On my side, there are also three middle-stage Nascent Souls and six early-stage Nascent Souls, which are enough to crush the opponent in terms of absolute strength.

It's just that, in a short period of time, it may be difficult for me to get out of my side.

And just when several Nascent Soul cultivators were stopped by puppets, the cones had already landed on top of the demonic army.

Even without the cover of Nascent Soul monks, these battle-tested demon monks are not lambs to be slaughtered.

Under the command of Brother Jiedan, one attack after another met the cone in the air at the same time.

At this moment, these cones suddenly opened, like blooming flower buds, revealing the white teleportation array inside.This familiar scene made everyone's scalps tingle instantly.

The next moment, a series of light-gold thunderbolts erupted, and instantly fought with those spells and magic weapons that were on the attack.

Before everyone in the Demonic Dao showed joy, another batch of cones fell from the sky.

But this time, there was no time for them to prepare for a counterattack, and thousands of cones finally fell into the formation of the magic army.

For a moment, with the white light activated by the teleportation array, dazzling pale golden thunder swept across the entire battlefield.Nearly a quarter of the demon monks were instantly killed, and the remaining monks fell into chaos.

Immediately afterwards, spaceships emerged from the teleportation array in the air, charging towards the chaotic demonic army.

These metal spaceships savagely inserted into the battlefield, and the dense muzzles fired indiscriminately around the surroundings, and one by one puppet soldiers rushed out quickly under the cover of artillery fire.These puppets either have wings on their backs and move like the wind, or are covered in iron armor, impervious to fire and water.

The magic army, which had no military discipline at all, was easily dispersed, divided, and surrounded, followed by a one-sided massacre.

Even if the remaining monks managed to organize a counterattack and destroy some spaceships and puppets, that would be meaningless.

In the teleportation array, spaceships and puppet soldiers are still pouring out continuously, as if there is no end.

In the small interface on the other side, huge factories were activated at full power, and the parts were quickly assembled together on the production line by the mechanical arms controlled by the imprint of the soul, forming spaceships and puppet soldiers.

And in the deepest part of the factory, the spare engravings of the soul lit up one after another, and they were put back into use instantly after their previous engravings were destroyed. The whole process didn't even take three minutes.

Powerful productivity has been turned into real strength, which is continuously put into the battlefield.

As far as the eye could see, the entire battlefield was covered with spaceships and puppets. The cultivators who stepped onto the battlefield after tens or even hundreds of years of hard training were easily killed like mowing grass.

Finally, the magic monks completely collapsed.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators saw their eyes wide open, and almost desperately attacked the human-shaped white dragon in front of them. Two of the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators even bypassed them while others were entangled with the puppets, and attacked the puppets with all their strength. puppets and spaceships.

But it didn't take long before a few puppets surrounded them again fearlessly.

And two of the casual cultivators who were drawn in looked at each other, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

After his magic weapon was stopped by those human-shaped white dragons again, Wang Tiansheng raised his head and shouted unwillingly:

"Acacia! Dongmen Tu! Are you just looking at it like this?"

The hoarse voice of grief and anger dissipated in the air without causing a single ripple.

Trembling, Wang Tiansheng took out a storage bag, raised his head, and looked at the figure sitting in front of the giant ship with a distorted expression.

He was not reconciled, he still had his hole cards, but he was dragged here by these puppets, and he couldn't even get close to that person.

Suddenly, several rays of light lit up in the sky.

Old Demon Yunlu frowned suddenly, turned around and saw a big man in black robe coming through the air, followed by two monks, a man and a woman.

"Brother, you're a bit late." Old Demon Yunlu asked with a smile, narrowing his eyes.

The big black-robed man stared at him silently, and the powerful spiritual pressure shook the surrounding air to slightly distort.

"Why didn't you notify me?"

Old Demon Yunlu frowned slightly, sighed silently, took the initiative to take a step back and said, "Things happened too fast."

"Hmph!" The black-robed man snorted coldly, and walked past him expressionlessly.

A man and a woman also passed by Old Demon Yunlu. The man's face was hardened and his expression could not be seen clearly, while the woman was alluring and charming. She gave Old Demon Yunlu a provocative look.

This man and a woman are all monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

The three of them joined forces at the same time and turned into a huge ray of light, flying towards the position where Lu Yunze was in front of the giant ship in an instant.

After the three of them left, Old Devil Yunlu's expression darkened instantly. He lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Wang Tiansheng also saw this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly opened, and the light of hatred shone in his eyes.Repelling the attack of the humanoid white dragon again, Wang Tiansheng gripped the storage bag tightly and flew out without hesitation.He directly faced the huge escaping light in the sky.

An old man in the mid-Yuanying stage beside him filled in Wang Tiansheng's gap, and the spreading black energy temporarily blocked the attacks of these puppets.

In the distance, the moment Dongmentu saw the escaping light, he first frowned slightly, and then showed a tangled look.

To be honest, he originally just wanted Lu Yunze to consume the strength of Ghost Spirit Sect and Demon Flame Sect, so he could take a look at his hole cards.I believe that Old Demon Hehuan should have similar thoughts.

But Dongmentu didn't expect that the battle would develop so fast, so fast that before he had time to react, the entire demonic army would be wiped out.

Now that the Old Demon Hehuan had arrived, and the flood dragon had not yet appeared, Dongmentu hesitated a little.