Chapter 685 Strong Suppression, Everyone Is Afraid

He was extremely panicked now. The puppet that suddenly appeared in front of them was definitely a fourth-level high-grade puppet. In many ways, it was even close to the fifth level. Just a hint of spiritual pressure leaked made them tremble with fear.

This is equivalent to a super puppet in the later stage of the Human Danhai.

Don't look at their mid-term and three early-stage attacks. The combined total is not enough for this puppet to hit, not to mention all four of them were seriously injured. As for the hundreds of pill-forming monks outside, it was even harder for them to break through the puppet's defense.

Zhan Nianchuan felt the hundreds of monks stacked up outside the formation. With a wave of his hand, he activated the formation's restrictions to prevent outside prying eyes, and a slightly sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There are many people. Is it useful to have more people?

In front of this fourth-level high-grade puppet, no matter how much you come, it is just a dish.

"How is it? We are very sincere, as long as you let us leave this formation." Mo Da also realized that the situation was wrong at this time, and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, and took the initiative to lower the conditions again.

This guy's strength is simply terrifying!

Nineteen third-level high-grade puppets and one fourth-level high-grade puppet can crush all of them, unless magic hands are added.

He discovered sadly and desperately that no matter who the winner was now, they would all be killed in the end. Needless to say, Bao Sanbian and others had just swallowed his fifth brother.

Now we can only bet on this guy's character.

Feeling cruel in his heart, he threw away all his belongings except the attacking magic weapon and talismans without waiting for Zhan Nianchuan's answer.

His move not only surprised Zhan Nianchuan, but also made the other demon cultivators feel distressed and puzzled.

Mo Ba said angrily: "Boss, what are you doing for him? Is it possible that he will let us go?"

"Shut up, except Mo Yunzhou and 10,000 magic crystals, give him everything else." Mo Da ordered in a tone that could not be refused.

The demon cultivators looked at each other helplessly, knowing that they had no other choice, so they had to tearfully hand over the gains they had gained in the past few months and all their wealth.

As a result, hundreds of storage bags and storage rings entered Zhan Nianchuan's pocket.

"Damn it, you are a humanoid spiritual stone making machine, you did a great job!" The Bodhi Tree looked at so many storage bags and was so excited that a few branches danced swishy sounds.

"I don't even want your top-grade spiritual stones. Is that funny? If you don't give me billions of spiritual stones this time, I won't be done with you!"

Billions of spiritual stones? You're still trying to get my best spiritual stone, you old boy is so cruel. Listening to the message from the Bodhi tree, Zhan Nianchuan murmured in his heart, but now that he was facing a powerful enemy, he did not dare to offend the old man, so he had no choice but to agree.

"No problem, as long as I have it, but the devil's hand is still there, so you have to help me capture him."

"It's funny, I thought it would take a lot of energy to catch it, but I never thought it would be like this now. Let's do it." The Bodhi tree waved its branches nonchalantly.

After receiving the promise from the Bodhi tree, Zhan Nianchuan was completely relieved. He looked indifferently at Mo Da and others who looked nervous and expectant, "It's not impossible to let you go. Get this monster first..." ..."

Before he finished speaking, a powerful coercion spanned dozens of feet and suddenly descended on him, causing his powerful body to sink immediately, his joints crackling, his feet sinking deeply into the ground, and he was unable to move for a moment. . At the same time, countless ferocious, cruel and bloodthirsty thoughts suddenly surged into his sea of ​​consciousness, causing his eyes to become bloodshot, and the energy and blood all over his body to surge and boil involuntarily.

Realm suppression!

Demonic attack!

After hearing Zhan Nianchuan's request, Magic Hand finally found the opportunity and launched the most powerful and fierce attack first.

A bolt of black lightning suddenly flashed within the light barrier and came to Zhan Nianchuan's chest in an instant. The claw wind roared and was harsh, and it was about to crush Zhan Nianchuan's heart!

"Pah! Pah!"

This is the sound of the jade pendants on Zhan Nianchuan's body that were used to defend against divine soul attacks shattering one after another.

But he is still motionless, with an extremely ferocious expression on his face. It is obvious that he has not yet regained his mental clarity. Even his fourth-order puppet has not moved at all.

Is he going to die?

Mo Da and others were shocked and worried, while Bao Sanbian and others were also unblinking.

Happiness came so suddenly and unexpectedly, they couldn't believe it.

The sharp black nails had already scratched Zhan Nianchuan's clothes.

But no blood spurted out.

The ten people's eyes instantly became dull.

An extremely pure and soft golden light suddenly emerged from Zhan Nianchuan's clothes, covering his head with the devil's hand.

In the great formation, the sound of Buddha's voice surged for a moment, shocking people's hearts.

After the demonic hand was illuminated by the golden light, its fingers started to tremble, making it difficult to move forward.

"Buddhist sacred objects!" Bao Sanbian exclaimed.

They simply couldn't believe their eyes. This little monk who had only reached the eighth level of Qi Condensation not only possessed a fourth-level high-grade puppet, but also possessed a holy Buddhist relic. This simply exceeded their boldest imagination.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light and the shroud of the Buddha's voice, Mo Da and others showed signs of pain. Mo Ba, who was seriously injured, collapsed directly to the ground.

At this time, Zhan Nianchuan was still relying on his extremely tenacious will to run the God Refining Technique desperately, trying his best to maintain the clarity deep in his heart. He knew that once he gave up, he would be completely swallowed up by the demonic thoughts and become a cruel and bloodthirsty demon.

Under the mask that no one could see, his expression was extremely ferocious, blood was flowing from all his orifices, and his body was constantly shaking, like a candle in the wind, ready to fall at any time.

After running the Soul Refining Technique with all his strength to resist the impact of the evil thoughts for dozens of times, a powerful and mysterious soul power suddenly descended, causing the dam of his soul to be doubled and reinforced. This power was like a raging flood, instantly dispelling all the evil thoughts.

Zhan Nianchuan's face gradually returned to normal, and his eyes became clear.

The third level of the Soul Refining Technique!

Eightfold soul amplification!

Adding to Zhan Nianchuan's divine consciousness strength, which was already twice as strong as that of ordinary people, his divine consciousness strength is now sixteen times that of ordinary cultivators of the same level!

There was no time to rejoice. Zhan Nianchuan, who came to his senses, immediately pinched his hands together, and countless spiritual seals flew out like a rainstorm. The entire formation trembled violently, and countless dazzling electric arcs of lightning rushed out crazily, emitting terrifying fluctuations that made people's hearts palpitate.

Mo Da and other demon cultivators watched this scene with twitching faces, knowing that the demon hand was in great danger.

Who the hell can bear this!

So many evil-repelling divine thunders!

Although they were not the divine thunders on the ten thousand year evil-repelling thunder wood, this number was terrifying.

Zhan Nianchuan's face was slightly sweaty, and under his full power, an electric python several feet thick gradually took shape.