Ye Qingyu sighed.

Is this the cruel fate of warriors?

Being fiddled with by the powerful.

These warriors who can cultivate their cultivation for fifty or sixty years must be talented, but they will eventually be made into tools like human puppets. They must be unwilling to do so. Unfortunately, how can they avoid it? Even if they are unwilling to do so, what if they are unwilling to do so?

Ye Qingyu became more and more angry at the person who secretly manipulated all this.

And he did not show any mercy anymore.

"Relax for you."

With a loud shout, the power of the dragon fist completely exploded. Wherever the powerful fist flames passed, countless black armored ghost-faced corpses exploded and died.

The sticky and bloody blood turned into a river from the pile of corpses, flowing constantly in all directions, and was swallowed up by the tentacles that evolved from the killing array.

After absorbing the blood of these corpses and blood from mountains, the light tentacles spread on the ground frantically outlined the unfinished killing array runes, and it seemed that three-quarters of the appearance had been completed!

The remaining black-armored people were all dead soldiers. Even though their companions had piled up like mountains, there was no fear in their eyes. Their eyes, which had been filled with bloodthirsty, were filled with hysteria, and they rushed towards Ye Qingyu like a moth to the flames. It was obvious that they had taken some kind of drug and lost their mind.

Until there were fewer and fewer black-armored people in the killing formation, more and more corpses under Ye Qingyu's feet, the sticky blood dyed the ground in the entire killing formation ban red, seeping into the land, and the dry land turned into mud!

After dozens of breaths.

All the black armored ghost-faced dead soldiers were killed in battle.

Ye Qingyu's eyes were like lightning, shrouding around.

"If you don't get out, your dog will be dead!"

The hoarse voice let out a contemptuous smile of "tsk tsk" and said quietly: "You are the God of War. That's just an appetizer. Next, there's something else..."

The sound is erratic and it is impossible to determine the specific location.

But Ye Qingyu frowned, and kept thinking about this familiar voice in his mind. Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: "Is it the young master Du from the Du Mansion? This voice seems to be a little similar to that young master Du... but not exactly!"

The appearance of Du Xiaozi and his voice suddenly appeared in Ye Qingyu's mind.

"Like! It's really like him?"

Ye Qingyu couldn't help but guessed, but he was still unsure.

At this time, hidden in the killing formation, the faint voice of the man in the dark sounded again, still erratic—

"Okay, the appetizer is over, this is the real dish, hahaha, [God of War], come on, enjoy it."

The sound was filled with a kind of madness and tyranny, giving people a crazy feeling of losing their minds.

As the black fog surged, a sudden change occurred.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and like a roar of thunder, it seemed that a beat of the heart was shaking.

Soon, a rough figure with a tiger's back and bear's waist gradually outlined the outline in the black fog, and finally appeared clearly in front of Ye Qingyu.

This man is a bald and strong man. In terms of figure, he is three heads taller than Ye Qingyu. He holds a blood-colored axe in his hand, and the muscles on his chest are knotted and protruding, showing a terrifying power.

His eyes were fierce and he stared at Ye Qingyu, and he kept scanning Ye Qingyu, revealing a hint of violence and his aura was extremely domineering.

The strong man's eyes flashed with bloodless emotions, as if they were two bottomless bloody tales, their aura was like wild beasts, and their strength was many times stronger than the previous black-armored ghost-faced death warrior, at least they were in the realm of the bitter sea.

Moreover, Ye Qingyu felt a machine-like killing aura on this strong man.

Although it is slightly more vibrant than those black-armored ghost-faced dead men, there is no doubt that this strong man is also a kind of human puppet machine.

A human puppet rune machine in the bitter sea realm?

Ye Qingyu was secretly shocked.

Who is leading me here today?

Even in the imperial capital, there shouldn't be many forces that can produce so many human puppet rune machines.

The Du Mansion definitely does not have such energy.

Could it be the Right Prime Minister’s Mansion?

Or royalty?

Ye Qingyu's heart was covered with a shadow.

But then a strong sense of fighting erupted in his eyes.

No matter who it is, since you stretch your minions towards me, you must be prepared to steal chickens and lose rice.

When I destroy all of you killing machines, it depends on whether you can still hide in the darkness patiently.

With this in mind, Ye Qingyu stopped waiting and took the initiative to take action.

boom!

The power of the dragon fist exploded, and the fist flames were like pillars of light.

opposite.

The bald and strong man seemed to be angry with Ye Qingyu.

In the terrifying pupils like a pair of blood pools, extremely violent murderous intent flashed out, and the blood light burst out like lightning. On his indescribable muscles, strange and evil blood-colored patterns flashed. It seemed that he was activated in an instant, and suddenly burst out with power like a sea of ​​blood. The blood axe in his hand was swung rounded by his arms, stirring up a manic storm.

The fishy storm evolved into a storm, and the universe was crushing and attacking Ye Qingyu!

As if thousands of blades were stirring wildly in the storm, the combat power of the Kuhai Realm was instantly exposed.

Wherever the fishing storm passed, the corpses, bluestones, or ancient branches all turned into powder!

The meat sauce and gravel were thrown around with blood, flying everywhere, shocking!

Ye Qingyu was not afraid of the manic storm, and his body remained as motionless as a clock. Until the moment the storm had rushed to him, he instantly punched.

Dragon roars.

"Boom boom!"

Such powerful force shocked the air a semi-transparent fist shadow that was half a human-sized, hitting the storm hard!

The powerful air waves were mixed with wind blades and fist shadows, scattered everywhere, bursting like a celestial girl scattering flowers. The bomb shot hit the light curtain, causing ripples. All the corpses and bluestones within ten feet of the radius were shrunk by the air waves!

suddenly!

In the storm, a terrifying golden light burst out like a blood moon, slashed straight in the air, aiming at Ye Qingyu's head and slashed away.

Such a force seemed to split a mountain and a sea. If he hit the ground, Ye Qingyu would definitely be split in half by him!

"It's a bit interesting!" Ye Qingyu shouted coldly, and his left ankle twisted suddenly. The next moment, a breeze swept up in his body, his body moved slightly, and he dodged agilely.

His fists were poked out again, and even a translucent spiral airflow formed around the fist. The power of the dragon fist was not weaker than this strong man's blood axe!

He used his fists to hug him and slammed the strong man's head!

"Bang!"

The terrifying power of the Blood Axe cut out a shocking axe mark that was three feet deep, three feet deep, and crushed the axe mark, slashing the axe mark more than ten feet away!

But it did not hurt Ye Qingyu at all.

"Puff!"

Ye Qingyu hugged his fists together, one left and one right, and if two dragons were bombarded, they would hit the strong man's chest and left arm hard.

But at this critical moment, a sudden change occurred.

A strong murderous aura suddenly rose from the killing formation, and the cold aura seemed to refresh the heart.

This murderous aura instantly enveloped Ye Qingyu.

The moment he punched, Ye Qingyu felt a coldness coming, his body suddenly stiffened, and cold air invaded his limbs and bones, and the force in his fists was immediately reduced by half.

But even so, Ye Qingyu's Dragon Fist could not resist it by the mighty man.

"Click!"

A muffled sound of bone cracks suddenly came from the strong man's left arm. With a muffled groan, his huge body as big as an iron wall retreated three or five feet before he could barely stabilize.

His entire left arm had been bent and broken in a strange posture.

Ye Qingyu frowned and stared at the strong man: "If it weren't for the killing formation just now, he could have killed his life with one punch!"

The ice energy in the body circulated slightly, and instantly dissolved the murderous aura that had just invaded into invisible.

opposite.

The strong man's facial features were twisted, as if he felt pain, but the blood-colored lines on his body flickered, and his broken arm actually recovered in an instant, leaving no scars.

Ye Qingyu looked at it and was amazed.

"The strong man in the Kuhai Realm has extremely strong physical body. Ordinary injuries can be recovered in an instant, but injuries like broken arms and bones require dozens of breaths and consume extremely energy. This strong man can recover in an instant must be because of the blood-colored patterns on his body... It's a bit weird. This kind of human puppet rune machine cannot be regarded as an ordinary strong man. Unless it destroys its core rune formation, he is an immortal existence and is extremely difficult to deal with."

In the past, among some miscellaneous books in Bailu Academy, Ye Qingyu had also seen rumors that he used rune art to create puppet combat machines.

However, ordinary rune puppets are made of raw materials such as iron and stone. They can only be completed through extremely skillful alchemy techniques. They are extremely difficult and the materials consumed are extremely precious. Only those truly top families and dynasties, or super sects, can create such things.

It is relatively easier to use the human body as the raw material to create a human puppet rune machine.

But this method is no different from the evil way and is banned by the empire.

However, this ban is for most people to see. Those powerful people have also secretly made such evil things as authors. At first, they used death row prisoners, and then secretly captured some wandering warriors...

The strength of this bald man during his lifetime was at least the peak of the Lingquan Realm, half a step into the bitter sea realm, so after being made into a human puppet combat machine, his strength was further enhanced and he jumped into the bitter sea realm.

This evil technique is similar to Yan Buhui, who rebels into the demon clan, who connects to the demon bones and enters himself.

"But machines are machines after all, with combat instincts, but do not have real combat wisdom. Even if the body is immortal, they are only brute force, but do not know how to turn decay into magic. However, such an opponent is rare. It is better to use it to test new martial arts, especially the [Divine Emperor Sword Classic] I just obtained."

Ye Qingyu gradually had plans in his heart—
Chapter completed!