Moreover, the Puppet Sect is also a thousand-year-old sect. The puppets sold every year accumulate a lot of wealth. In everyone's eyes, the Puppet Sect is a big piece of fat meat.

While the two were talking, they suddenly felt the earth shaking wildly, and the grooves on the ground seemed to have magma flowing by, emitting white light.

There were rumbling sounds coming from the entire island, and huge gaps appeared on the ground around the square, leaving all the areas near the pagoda.

The separated area was actually raised to hundreds of meters high.

Yang Feng flew up and floated high in the sky and looked at the island.

Yang Feng suddenly discovered that the area in the middle of the entire island separated from the island and turned into a concrete huge puppet.

The puppet is like a warrior, with white skin all over his body and hard as iron. He holds a silver sword hundreds of meters long in his hand, covered with spiritual patterns, emitting shocking fluctuations.

The other small islands around were all like this at this time, and they turned into giant puppets up to 1,000 meters high. Some of them looked like giant apes, some looked like giants, and some looked like wild wolves... In short, they were different in shape.

Moreover, the colors and shapes of these puppets are not all the same. Some are dark red, some are dark yellow, some are red, and some are black...

At this time, among the dark clouds at high altitude, three figures stood on the deck of a dark spaceship.

One of them wore a cloak with a very deep scar on his face, which was covered by a black cloth from his forehead to the corner of his mouth.

On his right was a tall young man with a private room hanging around his waist. He did not wear a cloak on his head, but instead raised his bread with a piece of black cloth, revealing his bright eyes.

These two people have a strong aura, and they are all immortal cultivators in the Golden Immortal Realm.

As for standing on the other side, a big man with a little yellow face was also wearing a cloak on his head.

Although this person is only at the peak of the true immortal, he can stand side by side with the two golden immortals and see that his identity is extraordinary.

The scarred man looked at the young man next to him and asked with a smile: "Haha, are you still satisfied with our arrangements for Fengyu Tower this time?"

The young man said lightly: "This time I spent such a great price to find you Fengyu Tower, because I was attracted by your influence. It was indeed beyond my expectations to be able to summon so many people to come here this time. However, the cultivation of these people is too messy. How much combat power can the miscellaneous army pieced together like scattered soldiers and brave men have?"

In addition to the three of them, there are only more than forty immortal cultivators in the realm of True Immortality above these warships. As for the others, there are even many immortal cultivators in the Mahayana realm, and there are even many immortal cultivators in the realm of fusion. From the perspective of cultivation level, it is indeed very chaotic.

The scarred man smiled and said, "Haha, most of these people are casual cultivators, and they can practice step by step. Which one of them is not often found in the fight? If they are at the same level of cultivation, how could their combat power be weak in the Puppet Sect who only knows how to control the Puppet Art?"

The big man suddenly said, "At this time, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to chat here? This time I came to Tianyun Continent and the tasks assigned by my master, so we should finish the matter here as soon as possible."

The scarred man smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, just tentatively attacked, and now their defenses have been shown, which is basically the same as the information we collected before. We just need to do it according to the original plan. As long as you capture the puppet sect, don't forget the thing you said before."

The big man said lightly: "Don't worry!"

When the scarred man heard this, he slowly turned around, raised his hand and immediately ordered: "Design the formation and attack!"

"yes!"

Several people behind him responded at the same time and flew away.

After a while, dozens of spiritual boats that were originally hanging in the dark clouds at high altitude suddenly rushed down the clouds, some moving forward a hundred feet, some moving back a hundred feet, some flying to the left, and some moving horizontally to the right, as if they were placing troops.

Soon, these spiritual boats were arranged in a circular array in a high altitude.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting like a bell, dozens of black high platforms built on the spiritual boats trembled at the same time, and the golden patterns engraved on them began to shine brightly, and strong fluctuations came from it.

With a "boom", all the spiritual boats and high platforms shook violently at the same time, dozens of golden light columns rose from it, leading to the dark sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

Straws of golden light suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​clouds, and it began to churn violently. Then a huge disc phantom of a thousand feet in radius emerged from it, with strange patterns spreading over it, emitting bursts of dazzling golden light.

Immediately afterwards, a series of loud thunderous sounds came.

The entire sea of ​​clouds seemed to be boiling, and thick fog was surging and rolling, and huge fireballs as big as millstones flew out from the phantom of the disk, with golden flames burning on the surface, falling towards the main island and eight array islands where the puppet door was located below.

Hundreds of golden fireballs, dragging their long tail flames, fell down one after another, like a meteor of fire, with an amazing momentum.

The whole sky seemed to be burning, dyed with a dazzling layer of golden light, and even the dark clouds seemed to be inlaid with a layer of gold edges.

However, when these fireballs fell into the void nearly ten thousand feet above the main island, they suddenly burst out as if they were hitting an invisible wall, making waves of roars and splashing countless golden Mars.

As the burst sounds came one after another in the air, a layer of nearly transparent semi-spherical light curtain began to appear. The surface was blue light flashed, and extremely dense water-like patterns appeared, constantly spreading from the impact of the fireball, rippling like ripples.

On the light curtain, huge deep pits continued to sank inward, and continued to bounce back in the green light, returning to its original state, and always tenaciously blocking the impact of the fireball.

On the square of the main island of the Puppet Sect, everyone looked up at the sky, their faces were solemn and their expressions were a little nervous.

"The attack of this scale should not last too long. How long can your defensive array last?"

Yun Shang and Song Yi stood side by side at the front, looking at the spiritual boats from afar, and asked.

"If it's just an attack of this level, it should be fine, I'm afraid..."

Song Yi thought for a moment and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the spiritual patterns on the phantom of the disc in the dark clouds in the sky, and the sound suddenly stopped.

It was so short? A hint of doubt arose in everyone's hearts.

But then, the phantom of the golden disc started to run again, and golden flames gushed over it, and even larger balls of golden flames flew down from it, the speed was twice as fast as before, and the power of the impact was even more terrifying.

There was a loud "boom" sound!

The first golden flame ball fell heavily, and the light curtain of the defensive formation was trembling. A huge deep pit was sinking into it. What was rippling out from it was no longer slight ripples, but surging waves.

Before the defensive formation could recover, hundreds of golden flames fell down one after another. The entire defensive formation had completely changed shape and was about to collapse.

"It seems that I can't stop it for long. After a while, I will fight against each other. At most, I can only block one of the two golden immortals on the other side, the other..."

Yun Shang's eyes were slightly condensed and he said.

"I will find a way to stop the other person. The number of immortal cultivators on one side is above them. As long as they can kill as many immortal cultivators as possible in the other side as possible, they can greatly damage their morale." Song Yi said.

"Yes. When these people are in a group of wolves when the situation goes well, they will be a bunch of wolves. Once the situation reverses, they will be a mess. So don't keep it at the beginning. Only by overwhelming the other party from the momentum at the beginning can you win." Yun Shang reminded.

After Song Yi nodded, he waved his hands and took out a formation plate, pressed his ten fingers on it, and then his lips moved, posting combat instructions one by one.

Above the high-altitude battleship, the scar-faced man looked down at the island's formation and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that the magic circle of this puppet sect is even more solid than I expected... Fellow Daoist, why don't you take action and break it as soon as possible."

The young man didn't say anything, but nodded silently, then he swept out in a vague shape, flew out of the range of the spiritual boat, and stood in the air.

He reached out and took off the silver sword from his waist, held the scabbard with one hand, and pointed the other hand and gently stroked the hilt on the sword hilt.

There was a sharp sound of "Clang".

The silver sword suddenly came out of its sheath, flew up, and rushed straight into the dark clouds in the sky.

A circle of snow-white sword energy visible to the naked eye, rolling around the sword body like a blizzard blowing by the strong wind, instantly piercing a huge hole of hundreds of feet in a radius.

I saw a bright ray of sunlight projecting from the hollow, reflecting on the area around the man, illuminating it like a sword immortal coming to the mortal world. His endless elegant and elegant attitude made almost everyone turn their attention to him.

Somewhere near the main island, Yang Feng was not far from a giant puppet that looked like a warrior, looking at the huge hole in the sky.

I saw the sword rise, but I couldn't see the sword fall for a while.

The appearance of this sword is actually not that shocking, but Yang Feng can naturally see some differences from it using the flying sword as his natal object.
Chapter completed!