[Feast of the Great World] Chapter 802 Golden Monk Puppet

In the cracks, the array eyes burst continuously and the array patterns collapsed. The explosive power was limited and did not hurt everyone present.

Despite this, these people were scared to death, fearing that they would be killed by the holy formation here if they made a mistake.

Shichuan licked his tongue and said, "Break...break the formation?"

"It should be broken. The space door seems to be open and we can break in." said the Red Devil.

"Don't think it's over, and there's something else. Now you'll be dead when you break in. Keep listening to my instructions." Yang Wu said seriously.

Everyone had just breathed a sigh of relief and quickly lifted it up again.

Yang Wu continuously pointed out different array eye positions, allowing others to cooperate in the action, while he took into account the overall situation in case of mistakes.

This is a holy formation. Once a mistake is made, the formation power will be activated and none of them will escape.

It was fake that Yang Wu said he was not nervous. His soul eyes were always focused and did not dare to be careless.

Bang! Bang!

With the joint efforts of everyone, the array eyes in multiple directions were broken again and again, and the space in front finally appeared completely, and the formations on both sides finally disappeared.

After Yang Wu repeatedly confirmed twice, he said to the people around him: "Who would like to go in first?"

Shichuan took the lead and said, "I'll go in first."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Yang Wuyun to refuse to allow it, and turned into a lightning bolt and rushed into the space gate.

call out!

The Devour River disappeared into the Space Gate, and no accident happened.

The other plunderers' eyes were lit up, and they also wanted to rush over. Whoever went in first would have the opportunity to gain the opportunity of Tianzang first.

Yang Wu said to the person next to him: "Who else do you want to go in first?"

"Lord, I'm willing to go." A raider stood up and clasped his fists.

"Master, I'm willing to go there too." Then three people stood up and said.

Yang Wu nodded gently and said, "You go in, no matter what you get, it will belong to you."

The four rén    dàjoy, rushed into the door of space quickly.

"Master, aren't you going to go in?" Hongying asked.

"Haha, I worked so hard to break the formation, how could I not go in?" Yang Wu smiled lightly, paused for a moment and asked again, "Who else do you want to go in?"

Those who stayed were extremely cautious. They guessed that it might be full of crises. If you go in rashly, there might not be any good results. No one rushed to go in again.

Seeing that no one answered them, Yang Wu smiled and said with a faint smile: "Since that's the case, then let's go in."

After saying that, he quickly put on his defensive armor before leading the way.

Everyone looked at each other and prepared to defend themselves, and there would never be any peace inside.

After Yang Wu led them into the Space Gate, he soon appeared in another different place.

Ahhh!

A scream sounded, and a corpse fell to their position.

Feihu stood up, swung a tiger fist, and exploded the corpse.

"The guys who came in first, they were dead." The Red Devil exclaimed.

"Look, what is that thing? Shichuan was forced into a mess." Hongying said in a lost voice.

In front of him, Shichuan was fighting with several golden figures. These golden figures were completely lost. Judging from their appearance, they looked like monks. Each one was like gold poured into gold, and their attack was like subduing dragons and tigers. Their combat power was extremely powerful, comparable to half-shèng    zhàn power.

In addition to them, an old coffin is suspended not far away. Below this old coffin is a pool of liquid that looks like a dragon's qi, and there are also many vibrant herbs growing there.

Yang Wu's eyes fell on the liquid body, and his eyes were filled with excitement. He was sure that there was definitely an extraordinary secret hidden here.

In addition, he noticed that the demon-taught order seemed to have a sense of resonance, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Is it related to the demon-taught palace?"

Just as Yang Wu was lost, three golden monks rushed towards them. They ran like the wind, one carrying a golden stick, one with a bare hands, and one holding a golden knife in his hand, which was coming in a turbulent manner, with a dazzling golden energy.

At this time, Shichuan not far away screamed: "Ah!"

He was hit in the abdomen by a golden monk, and his body was knocked away like a shell.

Shichuan is a semi-saint. Although he was deprived of his arm, his combat power was still inferior. However, he was still no match for these Jin monks, which shows how strong these Jin monks are.

There are nine golden monks here, and each golden monk has inexplicable patterns on his eyebrows. They are controlled by the power of the patterns there, and they must have been very powerful beings during their lifetime.

"Semi-saint-level puppets, you should be careful." Yang Wu exclaimed, ignored the people behind him and rushed towards the pool of "liquid".

The target of the Devouring River is also that pool of liquid, which may be the holy liquid. If he gets it, he will definitely be reborn after breaking his arm.

Nine golden monks guarding this place, how could they let these people break into the forbidden area?

A golden monk came to Yang Wu. The golden stick in his hand hit Yang Wu's head. The golden light flashed, and the shadow of the stick was like a rainbow. It instantly reached Yang Wu's head. This offensive was indeed extraordinary.

Yang Wu didn't want to fight with the other party, so he walked with Feng Shen's legs and quickly avoided and continued to rush forward.

The golden monk followed like a shadow, and the golden stick swept across the country continuously, blocking Yang Wu's way forward.

Yang Wu had no choice but to avoid it, holding a two-edged three-dragon spear to block it.

Ding bells!

The two soldiers intersected, and sparks flew.

Yang Wu's arm was numb and his body was frustrated continuously. He exclaimed: "Such powerful force."

The golden monk has no emotion. He continuously attacks with a golden stick. Every move and move is a big opening and closing, containing extremely domineering power.

This offensive was very unsolvable. Yang Wu tried his best to stop it. His tiger's mouth was shattered and bleeding. The two-edged three-dragon spear was almost knocked out. If this continues, he will undoubtedly lose.

"It must be found its weakness, and one blow will kill it!" Yang Wu said secretly, his eyes locked the Jin monk's eyebrows, and the Ice Blade Wing hid and assassinated.

No matter how strong the Jin monk is, he is just a puppet. He has no way to sense the existence of the Ice Blade Wing. He was stabbed hard by the Ice Blade Wing.

The defense power between Jin Monk's eyebrows was very strong, and the attack of the Ice Blade Wing was not weak. The Ice Blade Wing almost pierced into the eyebrows. The power between Jin Monk's eyebrows was impacted and a brief stagnation occurred.

Yang Wu seized the opportunity and fought back with a two-edged three-dragon spear. The spear was like a dragon, stabbing Jin Monk's eyebrows heavily.

Bang!

Under the continuous attack, the position between Jin Monk's eyebrows was pierced, the power in it was defeated, and its movements stopped.

Before Yang Wu could breathe, another golden monk rushed over and a golden fist hit him angrily.

puff!

The punch weighed tens of millions of cauldrons and spitted out blood and rolled away.

The Jin monk continued to run wildly, and the golden fist was like raindrops, covering Yang Wu. Each fist was enough to destroy mountains and crack stones, and no top little saint could stop it.

Jin Seng's attack was too fast, and Yang Wu didn't even have a chance to counterattack, so he was beaten up in anger. Fortunately, he had worn the top-level little saint's defensive armor before he came in, so he was not killed directly, and the defensive armor was smashed.

Yang Wu was furious.

He roared: "Don't think you can be rude if you are a monk. If you want to fight, fight!"

Yang Wu's fighting spirit surged into the sky, as if he had transformed into a Xuanwu, and the Bagua turtle shell appeared. He fought back with the result of being hit by the other party continuously, and a spirit of no other than me spread.

Barbarian Fist!

Fist to fist, and they both touched each other together.

Yang Wu was knocked back again, his arms were covered in blood, and he felt like he was about to be interrupted.

Ice Blade Wing seized the opportunity and sneaked into another sneak attack.

This time, the Ice Blade Wing's attack was fast and accurate, and it wanted to break the opponent's brow power in one fell swoop.

The power of the Ice Blade Wing is no longer just a simple kidney force. It can already be increased with the power of the Dantian. It is like two ice cones, one in front and one behind, stabbing the Jin monk's eyebrows.

This time, the attack of the Ice Blade Wing finally destroyed the power of Jin Monk's eyebrows. Jin Monk was knocked away and lost his combat power.

Yang Wu ignored the others and rushed towards the ball of liquid at full speed.

With his combat experience, Shichuan had already arrived under the coffin. Jin Seng did not attack him anymore, but headed towards others.

"Haha, it's the dragon marrow 'liquid'. I can take the opportunity to practice the Dragon Saint's Body." Shichuan laughed wildly and was about to jump into the 'liquid' body. Yang Wu's voice sounded: "It seems that you have forgotten your identity, go to die for me!"

Yang Wu no longer showed mercy and directly erased the original soul power of Shichuan.

ah!

The original soul is the root of the soul. Once damaged, the spirit will be greatly affected.

Shichuan was too proud and finally got ruthlessly attacked by Yang Wu. His soul seemed to be broken and his head was almost bursting.

Yang Wu controlled the Ice Blade Wing and wiped it towards his neck, and the semi-saint-level raider's head was split.

Yang Wu licked his tongue and murmured: "I am controlled by my lord. I don't know loyalty yet. I really don't know how to write the word "death".

Yang Wu came to the underside of the ancient coffin, and the Jin monk who was chasing him behind did not chase him again. For them, there was a forbidden area under the ancient coffin.

Yang Wu did not jump into the liquid body randomly. He turned around and shouted to the white-haired witch, "Yunqi, go out and bring me Zhenlong and Luoyun in." After pausing, he said, "If you don't want to die, leave here quickly."

Half of the plunderers he brought in were dead, and a few of them were still alive, but they could not stop the Jin monk's attack at all. They stayed only to wait for death.

"Lord, take care of yourself!" Feihu exclaimed, turned around and quickly escaped.

He was punched twice by Jin Monk and his bones were broken several times. If he hadn't been very fast, he would have been killed.

The Red Devils and Hongying were cautious and stayed behind and did not participate in the war. After listening to Yang Wu's orders, they left here without hesitation.

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