Amid the crazy laughter, the Night King Demon opened his mouth indifferently and spitted out the puppet.

What surprised Liu Yansong was that this puppet was indeed in the Golden Pill stage at this time. Although the puppet had just been promoted, its magic power was undoubtedly more than ten times stronger than before.

"What a powerful force." Liu Yansong's eyes were slightly condensed, which was indeed a bit beyond his expectations. However, although he had been promoted to the eighth level of foundation building, he was surprised, but he did not have any fear.

Although the puppet is powerful, it eventually loses its own intelligence. Therefore, even if he is a strong man in the Golden Elixir stage, he may not be able to do anything to himself.

After all, I have to fight before I know.

"Liu Yansong, do you know that you are seeking death? Since you want my life, I can only kill you first. That's fine. After killing you, I still have the chance to get everything from you. There's nothing to say, let's do it."

Buzz

The Night King Tianmo's arm was shocked, and the demon-sweeping spear was summoned by him. At this time, the Night King Tianmo also had the idea of ​​a decisive kill. In comparison, Liu Yansong's body made him more moved than He Junyi. If Liu Yansong could be killed this time, he could also eat He Junyi and Ye Zhengping as nutrients.

At that time, what level will you grow to? Should you still stay at the top of the ninth level of foundation building, or directly break through and advance to the Golden Pill stage?

The heart of the Night King Demon was filled with huge expectations. He glared at Liu Yansong ferociously and began to slowly improve his strength.

As the magic power was running, his body began to shake violently. After all, it was just a soul body, so the body of the Night King Demon could not even be compared with the puppet. However, this is nothing. With the top strength of the Ninth Foundation Building Level, plus a puppet that is already in the Golden Pill stage, the Night King Demon believes that it should be more than enough to deal with Liu Yansong, a boy who has only the eighth Foundation Building Level.

"If you are looking for death, you have to fight before you know." Facing the accumulation of strength by the Night King Demon, Liu Yansong was not moved at all. He looked at the other party calmly and snorted faintly: "Ugly monsters, don't pretend to be a god or a ghost anymore. Since you want to take action, then take action. I can't wait. It's the right way to send you on the road earlier."

"Grass, don't always call me ugly," said the Night King Tianmo, shouting gloomy: "When you go to hell, you must remember my name. Liu Yansong, I'm called Night King Tianmo, you have to remember it clearly."

"Hmph, I care what you are, you will definitely die today." Liu Yansong slowly raised the immortal sword and shouted: "Night King Demon, die."

"Kill" At this time, the Night King Demon was impatient, and a black mist that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Purgatory began to spread out in his hand. A series of gun shadows appeared, and the demon-swinging gun pierced out and stabbed Liu Yansong wildly in his chest.

This magic spear should be a magic weapon of the level of immortal weapon. Wherever the gun shadow went, it actually formed a world of guns within a radius of hundreds of steps, blocking Liu Yansong's body.

"Liu Yansong, if you don't die today, I will take your surname." The Night King Tianmo smiled and said, "You thought you could do anything to me if you were promoted to the eighth level of foundation building, right? But it's a pity that although you have some background, you probably never thought that my puppet was already in the Golden Pill stage."

The Night King Demon set up a gun array, and immediately called on the puppet to conduct joint attacks. His mouth activated mysterious rune spells, and sound waves ejected from his mouth. In conjunction with the heavy gun shadows, it completely blocked the entire world and evolved into a gun grave to bury Liu Yansong completely.

"The wind and electric shock, the wind and clouds change"

brush

Liu Yansong also took action, but his arm shook slightly, and dozens of thunder and lightning bolts as thick as foot basin bombarded the gun shadow in front of him. He was rushing forward and used his spirit to directly destroy the gun world forged by the Night King Demon. It was simply destroyed without any drag.

"Damn it" Ye Wang Tianmo roared, and the demon-swinging gun in his hand activated again. At this time, the puppet on the side also launched a fierce attack. His fist was like a huge copper hammer bombardment, and it directly smashed Liu Yansong's head, carrying unparalleled power. Even the air around him exploded suddenly. The center of the location where Liu Yansong and the puppet were located, all the mud and stones on the ground soared into the sky and flew everywhere.

"Breaking the Air Fist" faced the attack, Liu Yansong was not afraid. He used Breaking the Air Fist back with his left hand, colliding heavily with the puppet's fist.

Bang

After a loud bang, the puppet's body shook several times in a row. However, Liu Yansong was knocked out by the puppet with his palm, and after two consecutive somersaults in the air, he barely stabilized his body and landed on the ground.

"So powerful. Although this puppet has no intelligence, its magic power is much more powerful than mine. It seems that I am not capable of a rival this time, so I can only choose to take it smart." After fighting with the puppet for a round, Liu Yansong knew that this guy's strength had become even he had to retreat. Obviously, after he escaped, the puppet must have had some experience. It's a puppet, which is simply depressing.

"Demons sway the world and assimilate all things." When Liu Yansong's body had just landed, the attack of the Night King Demon swept over in an instant. The demon-swinging gun in his hand directly stabbed, and on the demon-swinging gun, there was a strange texture condensed by dark brown blood, which was constantly intertwined. Auras from the abyss of the demon world spread out, making people feel disgusting and terrified when they smelled it, as if they could control a person's mind.

Faced with this sudden attack, Liu Yansong's figure jumped up again. He stepped on the Tianwu Step under his feet, and easily avoided the gun shadow. Then, Liu Yansong rushed forward and the immortal-slaying sword in his hand slashed the ground. The vast thunder, like a storm, bombarded the Night King Demon as if it was invaded by a storm.

"Grass, this guy is so cruel." Faced with Thunder, the Night King Heavenly Demon could only choose to avoid it. He was a soul body and could not fight against Thunder at all. At this time, Liu Yansong urged the Feng Ba Sutra, causing the Night King Heavenly Demon to curse continuously.

At this time, a puppet was blowing again, and the golden fist was bigger than Liu Yansong's head. Carrying speechless energy, it punched Liu Yansong's chest.
Chapter completed!