The Immortal Family: Starting from Spreading Branches and Leaves

"Commander Bai, this person is actually a seventh-level puppet master?"

Zong Jia communicated with Bai Yinhe, a look of surprise flashed across his indifferent face.

In just a short moment, the strength shown by Xiyong City was enough to attract their attention.

A phantom thunder array comparable to the seventh level, a combat power of mid-level Hedao, and now there is a seventh level puppet master.

Is this still the strength of an ordinary city?

It's really incredible.

Moreover, Bai Yinhe's spiritual consciousness is powerful, but he does not dare to underestimate this magic circle in the slightest.

But after hearing that it was the puppet master, he felt relieved.

The puppet master needs to consume a lot of spiritual consciousness to control the puppet. Once the connection with the puppet is severed.

This puppet is no different from trash and does not pose much of a threat to him.

Even when facing a mid-seventh level puppet, he didn't have much fear.

"Puppet master, puppet array, and two seventh-level puppets!"

Feeling the aura around Chen Ling, even Bai Yinhe's expression gradually became serious.

With so many high-level puppets, can a god-forming monk control them?

Then he stabilized his body and shouted at Chen Ling in front of him, "Your Excellency, you think you are the lord of Xiyong City, Chen Ling?"

Although this place is still hundreds of miles away from Xiyong City, the mysterious female cultivator in purple and the puppet master are enough to prove that this person is Chen Ling, the lord of Xiyong City.

In the thick black mist, Chen Ling also stared at the two people with an indifferent expression. One had a powerful soul, and the other was good at space laws.

There cannot be any slack in this.

If you are not careful, you may become a cold corpse at any time the next second.

"Why did City Lord Chen intercept and kill our Cangyuan Immortal City army for no reason?"

Through the thick black fog, Bai Yinhe stared at Chen Ling with cold eyes and said coldly.

Originally, he planned to kill Chen Ling directly, but now, the strength shown by Xiyong City makes him dare not ignore it like before.

At the same time, his consciousness continued to spread out, trying to find out if there were any auras of other Hedao monks in the black mist formation?

At this point, he doesn't believe that just a small Xiyong City dares to blatantly ignore and provoke the army of Cangyuan Immortal City.

"Celebrities don't tell secret stories. If you come to Xiyong City, it's just a sightseeing trip!"

Chen Ling snorted coldly.

Although he knew that what he said was nonsense, at the same time, the puppet array had quietly moved towards the two of them.

Once trapped in the Nine Yuan Return Formation, no matter the laws of space or the cultivation of the soul, they will not pose much of a threat to themselves.

Moreover, Commander Jinlan and Dao Yi also participated in the battle.

The worst thing he could do is let a seventh-level puppet self-destruct, one puppet for one life, no loss at all!

"This matter is because I was bewitched by Patriarch Lu. As long as City Master Chen removes the magic circle, I am willing to apologize."

Bai Yinhe raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly.

"He was actually bewitched by this person. Commander Bai can kill him and remove the magic circle immediately."

Chen Ling said in a deep voice.

His mind turned and sent orders to all the puppets.

At the same time, the power of the Xuanyuan Taoist Dao Yun surged in the body, and the Nine Yuan Guiyi Puppet Immortal Puppet Formation was activated.

He doesn't believe the other party's nonsense.

When things have reached this point, there is nothing else to say except to decide the winner.

Once the two of them are allowed to return to Cangyuan Immortal City, Xiyong City may not have a stable life in the future.

The puppet array disk in his hand shines brightly.

Nine sixth-order puppets flew out and instantly stood in different directions in the air, forming a pincer attack on the two of them.

Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief. He was just trying to gain time to set up the Nine Yuan Gui Yi Immortal Puppet Formation by talking nonsense with the two of them.

Fortunately, with the assistance of the Illusionary Sky Thunder Formation, it was much easier to set up the Nine Yuan Guiyi Immortal Puppet Formation.

"Fellow Taoist Zong, follow me to kill this arrogant guy!"

Bai Yinhe sent a spiritual thought to Zong Jia, and he was able to confirm that there were no other Hedao monks around.

With Chen Ling's cultivation level, no matter how many puppets he controlled, they would not be enough to pose a threat to his life.

Putting aside everything else, no matter how powerful Chen Ling's spiritual consciousness is, it is impossible to surpass him as a monk in the middle stage of Hedao.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, and also to worry about the thunder in the magic circle, he was not in a hurry to use the divine soul magic domain attack.

What about nine sixth-level puppets and two seventh-level puppets?

With his soul in the middle stage of Hedao, can he be no match for a puppet master in the middle stage of God Transformation?

Even if his puppet technique is of heavenly quality, how powerful can it be?

"Brother Zong, be ready to use space law at any time to kill him."

"good!"

The two Hedao monks from Cangyuan Immortal City looked at each other, and their eyes flashed coldly.

One is bloodthirsty, and the other has received many benefits from Ancestor Lu, how could he just retreat like this?

In an instant, a black soul-calling flag appeared in Zong Jia's hand.

As Zongjia's spell penetrated, the soul-calling flag instantly expanded against the wind.

In the blink of an eye, it reached hundreds of feet, lying in the air like a black devil's abyss, with black evil energy billowing.

The power is so terrifying!

With a slight slap, the surroundings instantly started to howl with ghosts and wolves.

The next moment, the temperature of the entire void suddenly dropped.

Then the endless black light from the soul-calling flag poured out like a tide.

In this black evil aura, strange and sinister figures kept emerging, like an army of ghosts suddenly gathering from the void.

In the blink of an eye, it was densely packed in the void, with ghosts crying and howling everywhere, a gloomy air, and endless ghosts flying towards the nine puppets.

Boom!

As the puppets launched their attack, swarms of ghostly creatures were killed.

Chen Ling snorted slightly, this person seemed to be using these ghost army to consume the power of the puppet array.

With so many ghosts and evil spirits, no wonder this man slaughtered a city with just one move.

Among these ghosts, there are actually some souls of void-refining monks with considerable strength.

With a thought, Chen Ling sent his thoughts to the puppets, asking them to prepare to launch the Nine Yuan Thunder Sword attack.

He didn't want to waste time with them.

The opponent's attack methods are weird and difficult to guard against.

Naturally, a quick decision is needed.

Bai Yinhe showed satisfaction when he saw Zong Jia directly using his supernatural powers.

He quietly activated his spiritual consciousness, and the soul realm spread out. He wanted to deal with these puppets first, remove their connection with Chen Ling's soul, and then kill Chen Ling.

No matter where these high-level puppets go, they are a huge fortune.

Of course, Chen Ling couldn't just let his spiritual consciousness deal with the puppet, so he also condensed a divine soul attack.

I saw a giant sword of several tens of feet condensing from the soul realm.

The giant sword of the soul instantly passed through the void and slashed down towards Chen Ling.

"With the strength of my soul, it shouldn't be a problem to resist this soul sword attack."

"But now you still need to consume part of your soul to control the puppet, so there is no need to fight against it!"

Chen Ling thought about it, then his thoughts moved, and the essence and blood in his body burned instantly.

A burst of dragon roar echoed through the void.

Chen Ling did not use his spiritual consciousness to confront the opponent head-on. Instead, he used the Dragon Secret Technique to directly burn the essence and blood in his body and use the Dragon Armor.

Gather the dragon's defense.

A hundred-foot-long purple thunder dragon instantly surrounded Chen Ling.

The scales all over its body shine with purple-gold luster, like a huge purple-gold dragon.

The giant claws of the divine dragon struck directly at the giant sword of the divine soul.

At the same time, the golden and blue commanders and Dao Yi puppets received the master's orders and flew left and right, shining towards the puppet array.

At the same time, as the light of the Tao platform in Chen Ling's body shone, the nine puppets each glowed with different Tao charms.

Instantly, a group of three puppets, with the Thunder Sword Warrior as the center, condensed a terrifying huge Thunder Sword.

The golden and blue commander condensed a huge bloody fist like an overwhelming mountain and bombarded Zong Jia.

Dao Yi was a huge flame dragon. The raging flames burned out a large number of ghost souls in an instant. He opened his teeth and claws and bombarded the Silver Crane.

Under the suppression of the huge Dao realm condensed by the Nine Yuan Guiyi Immortal Puppet Formation, whether it was Zongjia's ghost or Bai Yinhe's soul realm, they were suppressed and kept shrinking.

"What, he can control so many puppets at the same time?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Yinhe and the two couldn't help but feel frightened. Even the Dao domain attacks they launched couldn't help but slow down a little.

If he could control these puppets like this, Chen Ling's combat power would be extremely terrifying.

This is something they never expected. Normally, he is a Hedao monk.

It is impossible to control so many high-level puppets at once.

Is it really a heaven-level puppet technique?

Moreover, this son also has an astonishing cultivation level in terms of soul, which is comparable to the power of Hedao's soul.

"No matter what kind of puppet technique, to control the puppet in this way, it is inseparable from the soul and the source. As long as the soul or the source is exhausted, this person is not afraid at all!"

Bai Yinhe shouted angrily, as if to embolden himself.

His main occupation is still an alchemist. The reason why he led the army to Xiyan Immortal City this time was mainly for the blessed land of Qinghe Immortal City.

At this moment, he attacked Chen Linghun Sword, but it was destroyed by the thunder dragon.

Seeing the roaring flame dragon, he stretched out his hand and threw it, and a jade ring flew out.

Instantly, a cyan defensive light shield condensed within a hundred feet around him.

Boom!

The flame dragon bombarded the blue light shield, making a loud noise.

But the cyan mask was completely intact.

It firmly blocked the attack of the flame dragon.

Bai Yinhe no longer paid attention to the puppet. The jade ring in his hand was a seventh-level defensive treasure, which was enough to block several attacks from the puppet.

And as long as Chen Ling is captured, all puppet attacks will be defeated.

Then, with a thought, a majestic power of his soul blasted towards Chen Ling.

In the blink of an eye, a huge soul sword was condensed again, penetrating the suppression of the puppet's legal domain, and slashed towards Chen Ling.

He is a monk in the middle stage of Hedao, and the power of the Taoist platform in his body is far greater than that of Chen Ling.

Even the power of Tao Yun condensed by these puppets cannot absolutely suppress the power of his soul Tao platform.

So it was penetrated quickly.

"boom!"

In an instant, the astonishing power of the divine soul and the divine dragon armor that Chen Ling had condensed violently bombarded each other.

A towering light erupted between the two, and the sound of thunder and explosions continued to sound.

The next moment, the purple-gold dragon was constantly trembling under the suppression of the divine soul sword. The purple-gold light gradually dimmed, seeming a little unstoppable.

Chen Ling frowned. According to the records of the Divine Dragon Code, this Divine Dragon Armor can block the attacks of Hedao monks.

However, it seems that the power of the opponent's divine soul attack is difficult to block with the defense of the dragon armor.

Obviously this is the other party's soul power.

He is also a great monk in the middle stage of Hedao.

It seems reasonable to say that the dragon armor cannot stop him.

Chen Ling's thoughts moved quickly.

The next moment, only a mournful cry was heard, and the huge body of the Purple Gold Thunder Dragon gradually dimmed and collapsed.

The black soul giant sword slashed down towards Chen Ling unstoppably.

Instantly, in Chen Ling's sea of ​​consciousness, an overwhelming giant sword slashed down.

But in Chen Ling's sea of ​​consciousness, nine colors of light bloomed, and a dazzling soul flame shot towards the giant sword like a sea of ​​fire.

Immediately afterwards, the soul flames instantly condensed into a huge nine-color brilliance sword, which bloomed with nine-color brilliance. Like a real sharp sword, it slashed towards the black divine soul sword.

Two huge divine swords with astonishing power struck fiercely.

The black soul sword was entangled by the nine-color radiance, as if it was trapped in a nine-color cave. The offensive was greatly weakened, and at the same time, the realm of the soul above it was continuously absorbed.

Within a few breaths, the black giant sword continued to shrink, and then it was completely enveloped by the nine-color radiance, and finally it was swallowed up completely.

Immediately afterwards, the nine-color radiance flashed and transformed into the nine-color soul tree again.

This is Chen Ling's natal soul platform, the nine-color soul tree combined with the soul sword attack performed by the soul flame.

The red soul leaves of the nine-color soul tree have powerful devouring properties, and the soul flames can suppress the attacks of other souls.

That's why we were able to completely defeat this soul sword and devour it directly.

However, this blow also consumed more than 20% of Chen Ling's soul source.

"What? This boy's spiritual power is actually not inferior to mine!"

Bai Yinhe's expression changed drastically when he felt that his divine soul and magical power had been annihilated like this.

You must know that my soul sword, which contains the attack of the divine soul Taoist platform, is enough to kill most of the mid-level Hedao monks.

But facing Chen Ling, he was completely wiped out in a short period of time.

This made him feel bad.

His greatest advantage was lost in this moment, but the offensive of the puppets around him did not weaken at all.

"It's time to try my methods!"

Chen Ling looked indifferent, with murderous intent surging on his face.

There is a nine-color soul tree protecting the soul, and even Bai Yinhe, a Hedao monk, is not afraid.

At this time, the thunder swords in the hands of the two thunder sword warriors slashed out again.

The giant fist of the golden and blue puppet also struck hard at Zong Jia.

Then, the sky-wide thunderous sword light slashed down, completely breaking through the ghost evil realm and submerging Zong Jia in it.

At the same time, after the Nine-Colored Soul Tree destroyed the great divine soul sword, Chen Ling activated the Thunder Emperor Sword without hesitation and slashed through the air.

An overwhelming thunder sword swung towards Baiyin He.

At this moment, controlling the puppet seems to be quite easy.

But he knew that the Tao Yun in the Tao platform in his body was being consumed rapidly and could not last long.

If the power of the Dao platform is exhausted and he has no Dao domain suppression, he has no chance of winning against the two of them.

Therefore, we have to fight quickly.