Everyone felt the scorching burning of the rolling flames, and they all retreated backwards, not daring to move forward.

A huge ball of flame spread within a radius of 100 meters, completely wrapping Qincheng.

"Young Master Qin."

Xue Zhuang and others were even more shocked by the breath, and they got up and looked at the flames in the sky, roaring worriedly.

Zhao Youtian breathed a sigh of relief, showing a relaxed expression. Qin Cheng was dead, and the truth of this matter would be sank to the sea forever.

Xiong Quan was also rubbing sweat on his forehead, showing a look of luck.

"Hmph, little evil, he actually has the token of asking for help."

In front of the fire, Elder Zheng carried his hands on his back, his eyes flashing with cruelty.

"No matter who you are, I will kill you first."

Everyone thought that Qin Cheng was already dead under the devour of the fire dragon.

After all, Elder Zheng's cultivation level is as high as the seventh level of the transformation realm, and he can do his best.

Several elders flew up and began to put out the rain and put out the fire.

A large amount of spiritual rain fell, extinguishing the flames, rising smoke, and then slowly drifting away.

When the flames at the center also dissipated, everyone looked at it and instantly showed an incredible look.

On the dark earth, a huge black figure half-kneeled on the ground. His whole body was shining with metallic light and his eyes were filled with red.

He had no trace of life, but he was filled with a strong aura of cultivation.

His posture was protective, as if something was covered by him.

"This is a puppet, a top puppet."

"How is it possible for the eighth-grade puppet in the realm of transformation?"

The elder of the Wendao Sect was shocked and felt the power of the puppet, and couldn't help but feel unbelievable.

Since the arrival of the Dharma-Ending Age, no one has been able to create a top-level puppet for many years.

And amid everyone's shocked eyes, the puppet slowly stretched out his body, and Qin Cheng's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Elder Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and the palms in his sleeves trembled a few times.

In order to kill this person, he used his ultimate move and all the seventh level of the transformation realm were achieved.

But Qin Cheng actually had a top-level puppet, blocking his own killing attack.

This young Qin Cheng is actually a top puppet master?

Zhao Youtian and Xiong Quan also had their ears roaring, and they couldn't believe it.

Xue Zhuang and others showed an excited look.

The whole audience was quiet.

Qin Cheng took out the Ask Token and then injected a breath.

"Let me take a look!"

Qin Cheng looked at Elder Zheng sarcastically and shouted loudly.

At the same time, two golden words suddenly burst out on the token.

Then Qin Cheng stretched out his hand and asked the token to float in the air. Two golden fonts flew out of the token and condensed into the word ask the token like a mountain in the air.

The golden light shines like the sun shines on everyone's cheeks.

"Ask token."

Everyone in the Dao Sect's heart trembled slightly and bowed toward the token.

Even though Elder Zheng's face was as heavy as water, he could only bow his head in front of the token.


Chapter completed!