The several peak Nascent Soul Puppets obtained in that Yellow Springs Secret Realm were not as intelligent as cultivators, but they were countless times stronger than those demon beasts that had yet to develop intelligence. As long as Qin Fengming gave the order with his divine sense, they would carry it out without fear of death,
They could truly fight to the bitter end,
With three peak Nascent Soul Puppets attacking at full strength, the waxen-faced old man was instantly drawn into the battle,
The three tall figures wrapped in azure light were like cannonballs and meteors, relentlessly assaulting the already nearly defenseless waxen-faced old man. Waves of fierce fist winds shot forth, and the vast astral wind immediately swept the old man into its midst,
"Hmph. You want to escape? It won't be that easy."
With a cold snort, the yellow-robed Middle-aged Jin, who had been flying away at top speed, suddenly felt a streak of escaping light flash beside him. As multicolored radiance flickered, a light-blue figure appeared before him. Almost at the same time, a huge pitch-black palm emerged along with it and struck fiercely toward him,
At the sudden sight of this, panic immediately filled the face of the fleeing yellow-robed Middle-aged Jin,
He naturally knew how fast he was flying at that moment. As a peak Ghost Lord cultivator, once he used his secret technique, his speed was absolutely much greater than that of most cultivators of the same rank. This was precisely what he relied on most,
When he suddenly saw the young cultivator appear before him, Middle-aged Jin's expression changed drastically,
He activated the spell within his body, and a mass of yellow light suddenly emerged, instantly enveloping his body,
"Whoosh!" Just as the yellow light appeared, a huge claw over a zhang