A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1704 Your name
A bright and brilliant starry sky, the sun rises and illuminates the world.

despair!
blah blah blah!
In another starry sky, there were ghosts howling, wolves howling, cold winds blowing, and demons dancing wildly.

One after another, flesh and blood puppets carrying mechanical tubes on their backs stepped into the battlefield in neat steps. Their steps were extremely precise and must have perfectly matched the most subtle array patterns of the eighth-level Flesh and Blood Furnace Demon Array, approaching the battlefield of light and destruction step by step.

From an individual perspective, these flesh and blood puppets of the Immortal Weapon Sect are different from each other. Each one is a carefully forged masterpiece and is definitely not a cheap puppet produced in large quantities.

Some puppets are in the shape of majestic tigers, as big as mountains, with sharp claws, rotten skin, and gears that rotate from time to time. On the tiger's back, human hands emerge from the spine, and the fingers extend like silk threads, fixing a mechanism tube that looks like deep red blood vessels on the back of the puppet tiger.

From time to time, the mechanical tiger gasped slightly and spewed out hot liquid like deep red magma.

Some puppets are half-human, made up of countless flesh and gears. The upper body looks like a green-faced scholar, carrying a bamboo-shaped mechanical cylinder like a book basket on his back, and the lower body is made of countless tentacles crawling and snaking, looking hideous and terrifying.
Some puppets are flying flesh and blood mechanical birds in the sky, some puppets are half-human, half-centipede flesh and blood puppets that burrow underground, and some puppets are invisible mechanical puppets as thin as dust, killing people invisibly...

There were all kinds of puppets, some flying, some burrowing underground, some as big as stars, some so small that they were invisible to the naked eye. Almost all kinds of puppets in the world were included. All the achievements of immortal puppet technology that had been born in the upper realm for countless years were displayed in front of people, making them feel suffocated involuntarily.

These puppets are endless!

One after another, the flesh and blood puppets came here from the center of the distant world community in neat military formations, filling the entire sky, earth and stars, forming blood-gray waves that quickly advanced towards the sun of destruction, retreating and destroying everything, like lightning, without any of the slowness that a conventional army should have.

Nearly 10 billion Flesh Furnace puppets!
Xianqizi brought here a group of nearly 10 billion flesh and blood furnace Taoist soldiers!
What is even more outrageous is that these flesh and blood furnace puppets are filled with elite disciples of the Immortal Weapon Sect, as well as a large number of Void Refining cultivators and Dao He Shenjuns.

There were even dozens of disciple-level cultivators from the Immortal Sect and the Tianwen inheritance from the past, who controlled this terrifying army for him!

The galaxy was filled with terrifying demonic energy.

Even a living being that has reached the Dao would not be able to penetrate the blood-gray demonic energy in such a battlefield, let alone witness the true incarnation of the immortal weapon.

This terrifying army of the Immortal Weapon Sect moved across the world community as quickly as time and arrived here in a very short time.

In the depths of the blood-gray demonic energy, eighteen ancient bronze spears exuded a dark aura and emitted infinite demonic light. A terrifying aura of cause and effect locked all the creatures in this world. Space, rules, and cause and effect were all solidified, and the flow of time in this world seemed to be affected.

And the creature in the destructive sun was alone and just watched quietly, without any intention of escaping from the encirclement of the Taoist soldiers.

……

A battlefield extremely far away from here.

Ming Guangzi, Mu Tianxue and many other Great Sun Sword Cultivators, as well as Yang Tie Shenjun and other He Dao Shenjuns of the Pure Yang lineage are paying attention to this battlefield, unwilling to miss this bound to be extremely terrifying fight between Daoists.

The strongest person in the Great Sun lineage, his sacred sword fight will inevitably push the Great Sun sword art to a higher level.

The sword-fighting opportunities contained therein are enough to make the Great Sun Sword Cultivator ignore all risks, approach the battlefield, and watch the battle here.

“It’s unfair…”

"It is really unwise. Jianzi has no Taoist soldiers. Even if the Pure Yang Taoist soldiers are unusable now, they can still be of great help."

Lord Yangtie couldn't help but say.

Thousands of years have passed, and many of his fellow disciples have died on this battlefield. He is the only one who survived, and his sword spirit and swordsmanship have improved by leaps and bounds, and he has already possessed the strength of a quasi-celestial being.

The battlefield ahead is indeed unfair.

Tianjian Sword Master, Taiyin Taiyang Sword Master, and Xianqi Sword Master all have their own Taoist weapons. Xianqi Sword Master is the best in this regard. Not to mention his own extremely terrifying strength, he also brings with him many Xianqi Sect disciples, nearly 10 billion Flesh and Blood Furnace puppets, and Xianqi Sect disciples.

"Should we go help Jianzi?"

Lord Yangtie couldn't help but say.

He is a disciple of Yang Gu Tianren and is well aware of the extreme importance of Chunyang Sword to the Chunyang lineage.

It can be said that now is the time when the Chunyang lineage is closest to being above the heavens since its founding, and no mistakes can be made.

brush!
All the Great Sun Sword cultivators looked over at him with strange expressions.

Lord Yangtie was puzzled and looked at Mingguangzi.

"Don't go." "He will kill you."

Ming Guangzi said succinctly: "When the Great Sun Sword Master begins the sacred sword fight, anyone who tries to interfere with his battlefield will become an enemy to the death."

"If you've lived enough, go."

Whether victory or death, Da Ri Jianzi is willing.

But if someone destroys his battlefield,

That is the enemy of Tao!
"This……"

Lord Yangtie felt a chill in his heart.

……

In a very remote and inconspicuous corner, two sneaky figures found a small world and used secret methods to hide deep underground.

Then, in the brightness that spread across the entire world community, they could see the battlefield.

"Uncle Junior Master, will we win?"

Han Lin asked in a low voice.

As for this old friend, as long as it does not affect his own path to immortality, he hopes that this old friend can live a good life, even if it is much better than his own.

The path to immortality belongs to oneself, there is no need to compare yourself with others.

This strange person next to me has many magical skills in divination.

"do not know."

"His life and death are directly related to the fate of the entire universe, and even more universes. I can no longer draw a conclusion."

The Great God of Love whispered.

"If he dies, even if it's just you and me, we'll have to fight as hard as we can."

"There should still be a chance of obtaining that good fortune..."

……

In the galaxy, the Taoist soldiers of the Flesh and Blood Furnace have completed their closure.

The eighteen bronze spears emitted a dark cursed light, and the tails of the spears were bound with thick chains that coiled in circles, extending to the abyss of the Nine Netherworlds with no end.

The Flesh and Blood Furnace Taoist soldiers crouched low, aiming the blood net machine barrels on their backs at the sun in the sky.

Keng~
In the terrifying sun of destruction, among the countless flesh and blood puppets, a young man in blue slowly drew his sword.

The heavy and scorching pressure spread between heaven and earth.

The pressure instantly pushed the huge eighth-level Flesh and Blood Furnace Taoist army formation back by hundreds of thousands of kilometers, revealing a land of pure and scorching sunlight, in which all the filth wailed and turned to ashes.

"Oh?"

The immortal weapon boy in the depths of the blood-ash demonic energy put away his contempt based on facts, and the Five Elements Zhoutian Demon Refining Furnace on his chest flashed once.

"Daoyou, what's your name?"

Jiang Ding slowly drew out his sword.

He looked through the exterior of the powerful human in front of him, looking directly into the essence of his puppet self-consciousness, and asked quietly.

(End of this chapter)