If I die, you will live...

If I don't die, you will never get out of Yingzhou alive.

Ning Fan put down Gusu Island on his shoulders and slowly withdrew from the giant body.

He patted the storage bag and took out 25 puppets, each of which had at least the aura of becoming a god. Only 8 of the 10 black puppets were left, and 17 were gifts from Dongxu.

As for the three virtual refining puppets given by Yuan Yao, they were made from the corpses of world beasts and were not taken out to avoid being discovered by others and causing unnecessary trouble.

The moment these 25 puppets appeared, all the 17 transformed gods in the Yingzhou Formation looked frightened.

"So many puppets, all of them are in the state of becoming gods! This Zhou Ming is a madman. He actually killed so many masters and sacrificed them into puppets!"

"No wonder this man is so evil that he is a demon who kills gods like ants!"

Among the 17 transformed gods in Yingzhou, the highest level of cultivation is only at the stage of transforming into gods. They are barely able to recognize the puppets of transformed gods. They have no idea that those with the highest cultivation level of puppets have already reached the half-step of virtual refining!

What's more, these puppets use secret methods to hide their aura. No one can see through the specific cultivation level of these puppets, unless they are the seven powerful figures in the Inner Sea.

But even if you can't see through the power of these puppets, just knowing that Ning Fan has 25 god-forming puppets is like bad news reaching the hearts of Yingzhou monks.

This week, Zhou Ming actually carries 25 god-like puppets!

This Zhou Ming, can you mess with me?

The power of Zhou Ming alone is deeper than that of the entire Assassin Ming Alliance!

"Damn it, Zhou Ming actually has so many god-like puppets, he is not a human being!"

"But why did he place the puppet on the island? Didn't he plan to use the power of the puppet when he came to Yingzhou to cause trouble?"

Rosen's eyes flashed. From Ning Fan's actions, he could guess that there must be some people in Gusu City who were extremely important to Ning Fan, so they left countless puppets to guard them to prevent Gusu from being affected by the fighting.

If he could break into Gusu and capture the people Ning Fan valued, it would be impossible to defeat Ning Fan.

Although he knew this strategy, Rosen never dared to break into Gusu. Once he got close to Gusu, he would be immediately besieged by 25 gods and killed instantly!

"What to do now!" Dong Xuanzi was already at a loss. He didn't think he was the ancestor of the gods, but after all, he was only the initial stage of the gods. In such a large-scale battle, he was nothing!

"What else can I do! It's too late to say anything now. I can still protect myself by hiding in Yingzhou! Once I leave the Dongxuan Sword Formation, I will be beaten to death by those puppets. If I don't think bad, those puppets will

, and maybe even puppets from the late stages of divine transformation!”

Zi Gu's eyes trembled. If he had known that Ning Fan had such energy, he would never have formed an alliance to bring disaster upon himself.

But now it's all over. With Zi Gu's understanding of Ning Fan, an angry Ning Fan will not show any mercy to his enemy.

When you beg for mercy, you are asking for death!

"That's right! We must never leave the Dongxuan Sword Formation!"

An old monster who transformed into a god immediately echoed, not having the determination to kill Ning Fan before.

"Okay! There are one billion immortal jade in the alliance, and you all have a lot of immortal jade on your body. Take them all out! Although this Dongxuan Sword Formation is powerful, it consumes the most immortal jade. After all, it is a formation at the peak of the transformation level. But

Even if we consume more immortal jade, if we collect two billion immortal jade, we can at least keep the formation running for a few years. I still don’t believe it, this week Minghui will besiege Yingzhou for several years for a mere mortal island country!"

"That's right! If you can hide here for a few years, you can definitely wait for the support from the Demon Sealing Palace! As long as the Demon Lord comes out of seclusion, with the strength of the Demon Lord's half-step cultivation, killing this Zhou Ming will be like slaughtering a dog!"

"Look, Zhou Ming has withdrawn from the giant body! The magical power of turning into a giant body consumes the most physical strength. I'm afraid he doesn't even have the strength to lift the sword at this moment!"

These discussions of the old monster who transformed into gods were heard by other alliance monks.

All the alliance monks sighed. The biggest mistake in their lives was to join the Thorn Alliance and get involved in this troubled waters.

There were 17 dignified gods, but Ning Fan was so frightened that they hid in the formation and did not dare to come out.

Each of these gods is the overlord of their party, but in front of Ning Fan, they don't even dare to take a breath.

The alliance to assassinate Ming, the alliance to stab Ming! It would be more appropriate to change it to the alliance to fear Ming!

Ning Fan's gaze swept across Yingzhou, his spiritual thoughts sweeping across fifty thousand miles. When he saw the rabble from the alliance, they were too scared to go out, and his eyes became even more contemptuous.

Weak, too weak!

These monks became gods in vain. In Ning Fan's eyes, they were not as good as the five great monks who blew themselves up to protect Gusu.

Not as good as the old champion who was not afraid of death.

Not as good as that romantic and uninhibited rich man.

They have no faith and no persistence.

Looking at these unsightly group of transformed gods, Ning Fan only had two words in his mind.

Ants!

Ning Fan quit his giant body not because of lack of physical strength, but because it was unnecessary.

For ordinary people, transforming into a giant can greatly increase their strength. For Ning Fan, transforming into a giant is just to carry the island. His strongest form is not a giant, but a mortal body!

Close your eyes and seem to have forgotten all your anger.

Opening his eyes, Ning Fan seemed to be an ancient sword hanging in the sky!

A point between the eyebrows, Zhan Li in hand, the sword light flickered, and a sword light that shattered the wind and clouds hit the formation light, and was immediately counterattacked by a thousand sword lights, and was eliminated.

"The turtle shell is quite hard..."

Ning Fan frowned. The Dongxuan Sword Formation guarding Yingzhou has 4,700 sword peak formation eyes. It is not far away from the virtual level formation.

And the dozens of sword peaks that were previously destroyed by his fists are being reshaped by the wear and tear of the immortal jade.

From this point of view, it would take at least several years to break through this formation through attrition.

"Zi Shu, Feng Yan!"

Ning Fan shook his long sword, and purple-gold sand floated on the blade.

Based on Ning Fan's experience of breaking formations time and time again, this Purple Gold Wind Sand can break through even the Immortal Void Formation, so he won't care about a mere peak level formation.

With a sizzling sound of abrasion, the formation light was instantly worn away to create a gap. The next moment, Ning Fan stepped forward into Yingzhou and into the formation light of the Dongxuan Sword Formation!

The 17 Yingzhou Avatars, who were originally a little relieved, really didn't frighten their souls out.

They couldn't understand what method Ning Fan had just used. They only saw a flash of purple gold smoke, and an entrance to the Dongxuan Sword Formation at the peak of the majestic level was actually opened!

"No, it's impossible! This is absolutely impossible! No good! We can't let him get close! Millions of monks form an formation and kill Zhou Ming!"

Zi Gu felt his heart pounding with fear. Ning Fan rushed into the battle and the pressure on him was too heavy.

Without any hesitation, the 17 transformed gods each transformed into a rainbow, escaped from the sky, and hid behind the millions of monks.

Millions of monks hurriedly formed an formation. Once the formation was completed, they immediately swung their swords to the sky. Millions of sword lights roared out, like a rain of swords all over the sky.

The piercing sound of swords resounded throughout Yingzhou, and at the moment when millions of monks took action, the world was enveloped in sword light!

The sword light may only be equivalent to the melting spirit, and the golden elixir strike is not worth mentioning.

But with the sword light of millions of fused spirits and golden elixirs, even a late-stage god-transformation monk may not dare to be brave!

"I, Dong Xuanzi, Zhou Ming, you should not enter the sword formation!"

Dong Xuanzi smiled ferociously, the initial surprise was gone, only arousal remained.

The Dongxuan Sword Formation, called the Sword Formation, is naturally not only used for external defense.

The most powerful thing about the sword formation is not defense, but killing the enemy in the formation!

As Dong Xuanzi rolled up his sleeves, 4,700 infant-level sword lights circled around his body, each one equivalent to a full blow from the Nascent Soul sword cultivator!

During the changes in Dong Xuanzi's finger gestures, whether it was a million sword lights or four thousand seven hundred sword lights, they all condensed in Dong Xuanzi's hand and turned into a bright blue lightsaber in his hand.

Although this lightsaber is in the shape of a sword, it is not an entity, but is condensed by sword energy! It is seven feet long and three inches wide, like a blue moonlight.

This sword is equivalent to millions of fused spirits, golden elixirs, plus 4,700 Nascent Souls, plus Dong Xuanzi's full blow, condensed into one!

Holding this lightsaber in his hand, Dong Xuanzi felt that his physical body was about to collapse. The sword light was too strong!

In a daze, Dong Xuanzi had an illusion in his mind.

Holding this sword in his hand, even if he is in the early stage of becoming a god, he can still kill the peak of god transformation with the sword!

"Such a strong sword energy! Dong Xuanzi, I didn't expect you to have such a method, kill him! Kill him!"

The eyes of each of the gods showed excitement. After all, this was Dong Xuanzi's territory. It was not surprising that Dong Xuanzi knew how to unite thousands of swords into one.

"Zhou Ming! Do you dare to fight me?"

Dong Xuanzi's eyes grew wild, and he spoke with such an arrogant tone, as if he himself had become a master at the peak of divine transformation.

Ning Fan showed disdain. Although the sword energy was strong, it still depended on who used it.

It was just like Zichuan's use of Lianxu-level sword energy, but it was still broken by Ning Fan.

Dong Xuanzi's swordsmanship may be slightly stronger than Zichuan's, but he has not condensed his sword intention at all. In the eyes of Ning Fan, who has already condensed his sword intention, that sword light is full of flaws!

As Dong Xuanzi struck out with his sword, the sword light was like a cyan thunderbolt, coming towards Ning Fan's chest in an instant, and shot out thousands of feet in front of Ning Fan, one point ten, ten hundred, and then returned again into millions of sword lights!

Ning Fan's eyes changed. Although Dong Xuanzi's sword skills were weak, his method of condensing swords and breaking swords was extraordinary.

Once condensed and broken, the sword light is still a million rays, but the power of the millions of sword rays has become even. Just like every wooden board that makes up a barrel, the high and low are made up, and the short boards are made up by the long boards, so the power is naturally extremely powerful.

Big improvement.
To be continued...