Chapter 1590: Golden Immortal Puppet
The man was wearing ancient armor covered with old bloodstains. On his exposed skin, there were countless ant-sized runes that were constantly moving all over his body. His eyes were as dark as the night, and all the pores on his body were emitting dark demonic aura. In his hand, he held a broken ancient sword, which was also wrapped in demonic aura and had the residual blood of immortals left on it.
He was like an invincible demon general who walked out of the abyss of the demon domain.
The moment he stepped on the ground, the palace where the young master and others were located turned into ashes and collapsed. As his breath full of destructive intent burst out, the most powerful protective formation of the Burning Immortal Sect was activated automatically. Nearly a hundred layers of formation light patterns appeared between heaven and earth, radiating to all parts of the sect, but they collapsed one after another when the destructive aura swept across the world.
The hundreds of peaks around Lunqu Peak could not bear it and turned into monstrous dust and exploded outward.
The disciples and elders of the Burning Immortal Sect on these mountains were all like the most ordinary rocks and plants, turning into dust without any feeling, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.
In just this moment, the Burning Immortal Sect lost at least 20% of its disciples and elders, and the sect protection formation was damaged.
In fact, if it weren't for the extreme explosion of the sect protection formation, the loss of the Burning Immortal Sect would have been at least doubled.
The difference in strength was too big. The man who walked out of the coffin was like a god appearing in the mortal world. All living things in the world were ants, with no difference in strength.
"Golden Immortal Puppet!"
Ji Qing's face became extremely ugly, and anger surged in his eyes. Then he realized something, and his body and mind fell into an ice cellar.
It was not because the Holy Land actually had a Golden Immortal Puppet, but because the Holy Land envoy this time actually brought a Golden Immortal Puppet to the Burning Immortal Sect secretly. What on earth did he want to do?
She thought that with the Puppet Immortal in charge, she was qualified to talk to the Holy Land, but she didn't expect that the Holy Land had already been murderous!
She couldn't imagine what the Burning Immortal Sect would have experienced if Yang Fan and his group hadn't come in and forced out the other party's puppet.
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"Not good, Mr. Yang——"
In a state of confusion, Ji Qing immediately looked at Yang Fan and others who were nearly a thousand kilometers away.
There is no doubt that Shen Tubao's tragic death has completely angered and shocked the young master. The latter used the Golden Immortal Puppet at this time, both for revenge and self-protection. There will probably be a fierce battle next!
With a flash of her eyes, she restrained the idea of controlling the Puppet Immortal to support Yang Fan.
If Yang Fan can't even defeat a Golden Immortal Puppet, then everything he said before is a joke.
The Burning Immortal Sect can also adjust its position according to the situation, and there is still room for maneuver.
Moreover, she has a legitimate reason. After all, the life and death of Bai Xiaoyu and others is also very important, isn't it?
At this moment, Yang Fan's calm voice sounded in Ji Qing's ears: "Master Ji, please take good care of my companions."
Ji Qing immediately nodded to Yang Fan in the air and paid attention to the development of the situation.
More than a thousand kilometers away, Gu Qingquan and Shen Biru, who were beside Yang Fan, looked a little dazed.
Compared with others, they felt the horror from Shen Tubao more intuitively, so they were shocked by Yang Fan's killing of the latter with one sword.
Especially Gu Qingquan, the feeling was more profound. It can be said that as long as Yang Fan was half a second slower in drawing his sword, the defense shield he held up would be completely shattered under the pressure of the True Immortal from the giant hand.
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