Chapter: 6191

Wang Hui got up suddenly and walked outside.

There is a huge square in front of Beixuan Immortal Palace, where Ning Qi ascended the throne at the beginning, named Beixuan Immortal Emperor, and commanded the Central Continent.

But now in the square, there are corpses everywhere, and there is a battle in the sky, and corpses fall heavily from time to time.

These corpses have the Creator, the Faxiang Realm, the Immortal Life Realm, and the Fighting Alchemy Realm.

And their opponents are monks with different costumes who seem to be from different sects.

In the sky, the fairy boat that had been standing outside the starry sky also appeared above the Beixuan Immortal Palace at this moment. There were seven or eight figures looking at Wang Hui and the others with mocking expressions.

Suddenly, another figure fell heavily in front of Wang Hui and the others.

"puff"

True Immortal Lumen spat out a mouthful of blood, then stood up with difficulty, looked at Wang Hui and the others, "Master Yuan, the enemy is too strong!"

The Lumen Immortal Dynasty under his command had been destroyed in the past few years.

One figure after another fell down, some were seriously injured, and some died on the spot. In less time than a cup of tea, there was no monk from the Central Continent in the sky.

"I said a long time ago, in this kind of ghost domain, why should you be so cautious and careful here, let alone an earth immortal, there is not even a mere human immortal, so many of my puppets are wasted, you know, we are now Unlike in the past, there are fewer and fewer materials for refining puppets."

On the fairy boat, a cold and beautiful woman sneered at the leader.

puppet

Could it be that the existences that have swept across the Central Continent in the past few years are all puppets? They are fighting with puppets

The expressions of Wang Hui and the others changed slightly.

I couldn't believe it in my heart.

In the past few years, there have been several terrifying existences, and they have to cooperate to suppress them, but they can't kill each other. Are those also puppets?

Yuanzun class puppet

"Wu Yan, your Demon Puppet Sect has been destroyed, and now my cultivation base is higher than yours. You should be more polite when you speak to me."

On the fairy boat, the leading middle-aged man said with a gloomy face. Wu Yan heard the words, and suddenly let out a cold snort in her heart. The sect of the middle-aged people, in the Qingxuan Mansion, is just not popular, and it is much worse than the Demon Puppet Sect. The Demon Puppet Sect has a golden fairy sitting in the town, but the golden When the immortal was destroyed in Qingxuan Mansion, he was also killed, and the entire Demon Puppet Sect only escaped.

At this moment, an elder who was an early-stage celestial being like her, the eyes of a person on the fairy boat suddenly fell on a statue in front of Beixuan Xiangong.

Seeing that Wu Yan closed her mouth, the middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction. Sometimes he felt that after Qingxuan Mansion was shuffled this time, it seemed to be pretty good. Although he doesn't know if anyone else has survived, at least he has the cultivation base of a celestial being, and now he is the leader of these people. As long as he takes down the current planet, it won't take long. He can start from scratch and create another sect. As for the future

There is no chance to revitalize Qingxuan Mansion and avenge Qingxuan Mansion, that will be a long time later. "Hehe, I originally thought that the ghost domain was a place where the aura of heaven and earth was thin, but I didn't expect that this planet is not bad. The aura contained on it is at least equivalent to a second-level planet in the fairy world. If we deploy more spirit gathering Formation, you can use it reluctantly, and you don't have to worry about it, there is no

The constraints of other sects. "

The middle-aged man smiled, and then his eyes fell on Wang Hui and the others, "It's not bad that you ants and natives have survived our attack for so many years. If you are willing to surrender to me, I can forgive you." One of your lives."

"Um"

Quite a few Yuan Zun looked at each other. In the past few years, the opponents fought as soon as they came, and they never gave them a chance to surrender. Now they are about to win, but they are given a chance

Some people immediately made calculations in their hearts, with hesitation on their faces, and then several Yuan Zun took a step forward and knelt down on one knee towards the middle-aged man.

"I am willing to surrender"