Chapter 288

"Just in time."

Lu Ji said lightly, and with a flick of the silver long sword in his hand, he took a step in the void, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, in the shadow of the snow lotus flying in the distance, there was a sky full of fine sword lights and petals colliding with each other. Almost in an instant, there were thousands of collisions, making eardrum-stinging sharp sounds , causing the nearby void to vibrate wildly.

"Brother Xuehan, see you on the island!" On the high-altitude battleship, a scorched man named Chong Luan twisted his neck slightly and said.

After all, with a flick of his wrist, a black long knife appeared in his palm, and he jumped out of the battleship and fell straight down, heading towards the nearest island puppet below.

"Hehe, I believe it won't take too long."

The scar-faced man murmured, waved his hand, a golden light flashed in his sleeves, and a palm-sized golden ring flew out, rapidly enlarged in mid-air, and turned into a huge golden ring with a diameter of hundreds of feet. , suspended in mid-air.

After listening to his mouth chanting in a low voice for a while, layers of dense runes suddenly appeared on the golden ring, and strands of khaki-yellow light appeared out of thin air in the void inside the ring. A palpitating law fluctuates.

Within the range directly below the ring, there were bursts of "pop" sounds in the void, as if there was an invisible pressure, isolating this place from the surroundings, and violently oppressing the air below.

On the lower layer of the colored light curtain, there was soon an area corresponding to the ring, and a round pit was deeply sunken downward. The brilliance above was overflowing and trembling, and the sound of "Zi Zi Zi" kept ringing. sound.

"Break it!"

The scar-faced man let out a loud shout, and pressed the palm of his Juejue downwards heavily, and a long and narrow gap suddenly opened on the colored light curtain, which seemed to be about to collapse.

At this moment, a swift blue light flew obliquely upwards from the lower left, came suddenly with the sound of piercing through the air, and hit the ring in the sky with a "clang".

The golden ring trembled violently from the blue light, and the khaki light emitted from it also shook for a while, becoming extremely unstable, so that the pressure on the colored light curtain below dropped sharply and returned to its original state.

The scar-faced man's eyes sank, and he looked down, and saw an extremely beautiful woman in palace attire, who was flying towards the sky with a blue fairy sword in her hand.

Beside him, there is also a young Taoist priest wearing a gray Taoist robe, accompanying him.

With a silver gourd hanging from his waist and a golden floating dust in his hand, he has a tall and straight figure and a handsome appearance. His appearance and demeanor seem to be the same as ordinary people, but in fact he is a lifelike high-level puppet.

"Hey, false fairy puppet." The scar-faced man licked his lips and said with a strange smile.

After finishing speaking, with a swipe of the palm of his hand, he drew back the golden ring, put it on his wrist, turned around, and rushed towards the woman in palace costume and the young Taoist priest.

At the same time, the people in the Shifang Building dispersed without commanding, and instead of rushing towards the colored light curtain, they flew towards the outside of the island.

They have already discovered at this moment that this colored light curtain is related to the giant puppets scattered around. If these puppets can be defeated, they will naturally be able to rush into the central island.

However, the monks of the Holy Puppet Sect will naturally not let them succeed. They have already rushed out from the main island, and now they are divided into several battle groups, and they are facing the people in Shifanglou.

In mid-air, escaping lights appeared everywhere, and the sound of killing shouts continued.

Most of the monks in Shifanglou are casual cultivators, and the methods they use are all kinds of strange.

In the northwest direction, someone opened the spirit beast bag and released dozens of grotesque and ferocious beasts, each of which was nearly a hundred feet in size. Like an unstoppable torrent, they rushed into the army of puppets controlled by the members of the Holy Puppet Sect, and fought fiercely stand up.

In the southeast, someone directly sacrificed a pitch-black ancient banner with a size of more than two hundred feet, and blown out gusts of bone-cutting wind as black as ink, immediately blowing many low-level disciples of the Holy Puppet Sect to bones.

In the southwest, someone opened the white bone box, released countless black-striped golden bees, and stabbed the poisonous bees at the monks of the Holy Puppet Gate...

Although the monks of the Holy Puppet Sect are not as fierce and skillful as Shifanglou, they are worse than those who protect the sect with one heart and are not afraid of death. Moreover, they have a large number of puppets to assist them. The number has far exceeded that of Shifanglou. prevailed.

High in the sky, the black spirit boats that were originally deployed in one place spread out one after another. The golden patterns on the surface shone brightly. From the huge holes under the hull, golden spears that were several feet thick shot out, carrying Bursts of screams pierced the air and shot down.

At the same time, the spirit pattern of hundreds of airships that had already taken off into the sky was shining brightly. In a circular magic circle located at the bow, the red light flickered violently, and flames gushed out continuously. There were groups of red fireballs as big as millstones, Flying out of it continuously, they gathered in mid-air and turned into a dense shower of meteor fire, facing the densely packed golden spears falling from the sky.

Deafening roars one after another!

The golden spears collided with the red fireballs one after another, and the golden light exploded in mid-air, and the fireballs splashed in all directions, turning into chaos.

There was a lot of fighting in the sky, and the sea area below was not peaceful.

In addition to the monks who participated in the melee in Shifanglou, many people, led by the monks from the real fairyland, rushed towards the eight giant puppets, trying to defeat them and disintegrate the formation.

On the warrior puppets in the southwest direction outside the island, more than a hundred monks who had been stationed around the round tower were all holding pieces of gold or silver talismans tightly in their hands at this moment, staring at the sky nervously.

This is where Han Li and Lin Jiu were stationed.

"Here we come, there are about two hundred people, among whom there seem to be three true fairyland monks, and most of the rest are below the Mahayana level." Lin Jiu looked into the distance and said slowly.

"The three true immortals will be dealt with by you and me. As for the others, we will leave them to the Holy Puppet Sect to deal with them." Han Li said with a flash of his eyes.

"It's exactly what I want." Lin Jiu nodded.

As soon as the words fell, Han Li and the two of them shot up at the same time, facing the Shifanglou monks.

Accompanied by the sound of intensive chanting, the talismans above the warrior puppet's head flew like high in the air, and at the same time, the light burst out, and puppets with spirit patterns all over them flew out of them in different shapes.

The members of the Holy Puppet Sect followed closely behind and rushed up.

Among the three real immortals headed by Shifanglou, the one in the middle is tall and strong, and he is a middle-aged man. The one on the left side is a head shorter than him, with a thin figure, and the half of his cheeks exposed in the cloak are full of wrinkles. He is an old man. .

The person on the right is a woman with a plump body and a curvy figure. In the words of Taoist Hu Yan, she is the kind with big breasts and big buttocks.

The old man among the three frowned when he saw Han Li and the two who were coming towards him, and then couldn't help but let out a soft "Bah".

"What's wrong?" the burly man asked, frowning.

"It's really unlucky to meet a fellow member of the Wuchang League, who is still a member of the blue mask..." The thin old man felt very unlucky.

"I've heard about the rules of your Impermanent League earlier. Those who can wear the blue mask are not ordinary people. It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable." The burly man said.

"What you say makes me a little scared... Anyway, I can't let me deal with one of them by myself." The plump woman said with a chuckle.

"The ox head seems to be weaker. I will deal with it alone. I will leave the one with the deer head to you." The burly man quickly made a judgment.

"Okay, just follow what Fellow Daoist said." The thin old man responded immediately.

The plump woman also frowned, and nodded with a charming smile.

When the two sides approached thousands of feet, the cultivators below their respective true fairyland consciously dispersed, avoiding the area where their respective true immortals were, and flew down to the place close to the sea to fight.

The burly man took the lead, flew out, and galloped in the direction of Han Li.

The thin old man and the plump woman leapt towards Lin Jiu from left to right.

Lin Jiu let out a cold snort, and suddenly raised his height, distanced himself from Han Li, and rushed towards the two of them first.

After approaching hundreds of feet, the burly man's eyes flashed, and he swung his wrist forward suddenly, and a black light shot out from his palm, heading straight for Han Li.

There was a sudden flash of black light, which was magnified a hundred times in an instant, and turned into a black giant ax like a small mountain, and struck towards Han Li's head.

Before the ax blade arrived, an astonishingly violent wind pressure roared in first, forcing the airflow in the void to recede to both sides, and the space was a little unstable, as if it was about to break apart.

Han Li froze for a moment, as if he hadn't expected that the other party's attack would be such a vicious killing move.

The next moment, golden scales rolled up on his arms, and with a loud shout, golden light overflowed from the end of his fist, condensing into a huge golden glove, and suddenly smashed on the ax blade.

"Boom" exploded with a violent sound, and a gust of wind was stirred up, blowing in all directions.

Han Li's stature was short, and after falling more than a hundred feet, his feet suddenly stepped on the void, and he regained his stature.

The giant ax flew back dimly, turned into an ordinary size, and was held in the hand of the burly man.

The man was in the Juli area where the giant ax flew upside down, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and shouted: "I didn't expect that your excellency is actually a Xuanxian."

Han Li ignored him, took out a formula in his hand, and recited it in a low voice.

There was a flash of black light in front of him, and a hollowed-out treasure wheel glowing with faint black light emerged, and bursts of strong water breath came out from it, which was the real wheel of heavy water.

"go"

He let out a low drink.

In mid-air, the sound of "buzzing" like diabolo trembling suddenly broke out.

The real wheel of heavy water spins rapidly, the hollow pattern on the surface becomes blurred, and it suddenly shoots at the burly man.

The black light was so fast that it arrived in front of the man in a flash.

The latter's heart trembled, he firmly grasped the handle of the giant ax with both hands, and with a movement of his arm, he blocked it in front of him like a giant shield.

This ax is condensed from a variety of rare ores mixed with a variety of earth-attributed materials, and there are blessing runes engraved on it. It is a powerful magic weapon in itself, and its toughness is no less than those of the top Tier 1 defensive treasure.

He believed that he would have no problem blocking this blow!