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"Roar¡¡"
A fairy puppet exuding terrifying hostility and terrifying combat power appeared and roared loudly at Lu Fan.
The roar was like thunder, and more than a hundred spiritual practitioners nearby were directly shaken until their seven orifices bled and fell to the ground.
Its right fist was grabbed by Lu Fan with one hand, and it couldn't move anymore. This made it very angry, so it let out a terrifying roar, trying to shock Lu Fan to death.
Unexpectedly, instead of being shocked to death, Lu Fan who was close at hand showed a hint of joy.
Its roar killed all the spiritual practitioners who were about to move nearby, which just solved Lu Fan's worries and made him feel at ease.
The milky white sword light flashed fiercely, piercing its brow in an instant.
"Bah!"
However, the body of an immortal puppet in the Great Perfection Stage is even harder, enough to be comparable to an eighth-level spiritual weapon, and its reaction speed is also terrifying.
The sword glow had only penetrated a third of the way before it was firmly grasped by its left hand, unable to penetrate any further.
"The strength is not small, and the reaction is not bad. It's a pity that it seems to be a little bit short of trying to block my sword light with this strength alone."
Lu Fan muttered indifferently, and at the same time, the fake fairy sword in his left hand continued to push forward.
"Bah!"
Immortal Puppet's five fingers snapped off at the sound, and the sword glow smoothly penetrated its brow.
When the sword glow passed through, its body froze on the spot immediately, and its ferocious aura disappeared quickly, and it fell to the ground.
Lu Fan had sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed it and quickly pressed his left hand between his eyebrows.
"That's great, there really is a remnant soul of an immortal." His eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed.
Pulling his left hand outward, a slightly illusory cyclone was revealed, and he quickly gathered it into the palm of his hand.
This cyclone exudes an extremely faint colorful brilliance, and also exudes extremely pure energy fluctuations. There is no doubt that it is the remnant soul of an immortal.
"The remnant soul of the immortal!" Suddenly, an ecstatic shout sounded more than five hundred meters away.
The shout came from a middle-aged monk at the completion of the transformation of the gods.
He was dealing with an immortal puppet, and after sensing the pure fluctuation of the immortal soul in Lu Fan's hand, his blood-red pupils suddenly burst into a strong red light, and he immediately gave up the immortal puppet and rushed towards Lu Fan.
Attracted by his shout, almost all spiritual practitioners locked their red eyes on Lu Fan.
These gazes are exactly the same, they are all bloody and violent, but excited and ecstatic, as if the remnant soul of the immortal is already in their pocket. As for Lu Fan, they have long been regarded as a dead person by them.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Without any delay, all spiritual practitioners gave up the other immortal puppets without hesitation, and rushed towards Lu Fan fiercely.
Even the nearby Lingxiu rushed towards this place, and the number of Lingxiu was more than 100,000.
Lu Fan frowned, his face slightly ugly.
Of course, it is impossible to make him frown with these more than one hundred thousand spiritual cultivation alone.
What really upset him was that the remaining twelve immortal puppets also came to kill him at the same time.
His plan to continue to defeat the immortal puppets one by one is no longer feasible.
The twelve immortal puppets all let out low roars of fury, and their fierce aura was soaring to the sky, as if they wanted to avenge the immortal puppet who had transformed into a god and was in the Great Perfection period just now.
They were extremely fast, and they passed all the spirits in an instant and rushed to the front.
The middle-aged monk also rushed to the front.
In addition to him, there are four other powerhouses at the completion stage of the transformation of gods, who also rushed forward.
A total of 17 powerhouses at the completion stage of transforming gods, and more than 100,000 ordinary spiritual practitioners behind, are rushing towards Lu Fan frantically.
"Master, there are too many of them and it's difficult to deal with them. Let's withdraw quickly." Xiao Hei's nervous voice sounded.
"We finally encountered fairy puppets, how can we retreat easily? We must find a way to solve all the remaining twelve fairy puppets and take them all away."
While transmitting the sound, Lu Fan quickly turned around and rushed to the palace behind.
"Introduce these seventeen powerhouses at the completion stage of transformation into the palace, and then open the fairy array inside, trap them, and solve them slowly."
"Good idea. As long as we isolate the more than 100,000 ordinary spiritual practitioners in the rear, it will not be difficult to deal with these seventeen powerhouses at the completion stage." Xiao Hei's eyes lit up, and he immediately praised.
Lu Fan's speed was not slow, and he rushed into the palace with a flick of his figure.
The immortal puppet and the powerhouse at the consummation stage in the rear are still more than a hundred meters away, taking advantage of thisAt this time, Lu Fan quickly released his soul power, probed into the ground, and began to sense the fairy eyes in the ground.
Unexpectedly, his face soon became ugly.
Below this fairy palace, there are no fairy eyes.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
"There are no fairy eyes in the ground!"
"Ah, then what should I do then? They have already rushed in."
"It seems that the only solution is violence."
Lu Fan quickly withdrew his soul power, patted the storage bag, and rushed towards the immortal puppet and the powerhouse at the consummation stage.
"Boy, quickly hand over the remnant soul of the immortal!"
"Boy, go to hell!"
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Five cultivators at the completion stage of transforming gods shouted excitedly, staring at their bloodshot eyes.
As for the twelve fairy puppets, they were still full of evil spirits, roaring and rushing forward. From the beginning to the end, they ignored the five guys beside them, and just locked onto Lu Fan firmly.
"It is absolutely impossible to give you the remnant soul of an immortal, but I have another good thing here, and I want to give it to you to try."
As Lu Fan said, he waved his hand.
More than five hundred high-level flame talismans shot out, and instantly appeared among the immortal puppet and the strong monk.
"This these are all flame talismans?" One of the strong men was startled and screamed in horror.
The other four powerhouses also changed color and panicked.
When ordinary spirits use talismans, they throw them out one by one, and the number is not too much. If you can throw more than a dozen, you are considered a very wealthy spirit.
And Lu Fan was able to throw more than 500 high-grade flame talismans at one time, which was unheard of, completely beyond their imagination, and frightened them half to death.
Only the twelve immortal puppets rushed towards Lu Fan with a terrifying aura.
"Blast me!"
Whether it is a strong monk or a fairy puppet, Lu Fan ignored them all. After throwing out the high-level flame talisman, he quickly sent out his divine thoughts, let out a low drink, and detonated all the talismans.
"Boomboom!"
In the terrified eyes of the five strong monks, more than 500 high-level flame symbols exploded in an instant, and more than 500 beams of purple-golden flames rose.
These flames quickly gathered together and turned into a purple-gold flame that expanded rapidly.
The flames expanded rapidly, from a size of more than 50 meters to a size of more than 100 meters in an instant, engulfing all the immortal puppets and five strong monks, while continuing to expand.
Lingxiu who followed behind was caught off guard, and more than a thousand people were burned to death on the spot. The rest of Lingxiu were frightened and fled out of the palace frantically.
In less than a breath, the purple-golden flame burst out from the gate of the palace, rushed forward, and also soared into the sky
The spiritual cultivators outside were terrified and fled back in a hurry. Even the spiritual cultivators who were prying the floor tiles and demolishing the courtyard walls were terrified and fled in panic.
It wasn't until four or five breaths later that the purple-golden flames quickly subsided and disappeared.
Only then did the nearby spiritual practitioners slowly move forward.
Although it was burned by the flames, the fairy palace was still intact, not even a trace of charred black was left.
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