Qing Hua instantly entered a state of high alert.

She is not sure when this black-clothed puppet came and how powerful it is.

I don’t know when Liu Shuangyue will come.

There is a high probability that Liu Shuangyue will not come.

It is obviously a very unwise choice to place hope on others at this time.

At the moment when he escaped the attack, Qing Hui had already settled his thoughts and threw out a handful of silver needles with his hand.

The black-clothed puppet dodged the silver needle in a flash.

The next second, he flew towards Qing Hua.

This is the time Aoki has been waiting for.

The moment the black-clothed puppet was about to hit her, she threw out the silver thread she used to strangle Taoist Chang Ming today. The lingering soul seemed to be alive and wrapped around the black-clothed puppet's wrist.

The black-clothed puppet struggled hard but failed to break away.

He took a few steps back, and the two faced each other in the air through a silver wire.

Qing Hua's silver thread, called Soul Entangling, was not used by her to scare Taoist Chang Ming. It was a real spiritual weapon.

It is made of spider silk spewed out by a thousand-year-old demon. It is sharper and tougher than black iron. Its main function is not here, but it has been tempered by the spiritual fire of Zhiyang and can directly act on the soul.

So Qing Hui told Taoist Chang Ming that he could make his soul fly away, and he wasn't joking with him at all.

However, the moment he entangled the black-clothed puppet, Qing Hui knew that the entangled soul would not have a fatal effect on the black-clothed puppet.

He is just a puppet clone without a soul.

Even if she strangled this clone, she wouldn't be able to hurt him at all.

The two only faced each other for a moment before the black-clothed puppet cut off the hand that was entangled with her, and then attacked her with countless wind blades again.

Qing Hu also felt the moment when the soul in his hand was loosened, and threw a handful of leaves at the black-clothed puppet.

The leaves suddenly burst into flames the moment they hit the wind blade.

It exploded in the air like a tree of fire and silver flowers, turning into a fireball and heading straight towards the black-clothed puppet.

The black-clothed puppet rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging the fireball. A black chain stretched out from his palm and flew towards Qingshan.

Qing Hui did not escape and was locked by the neck.

She grabbed the chain with one hand and took a step forward, blocking Lian Xueyin behind her.

The next second, she exerted force on her hand, and the chain that locked her neck instantly shattered.

Her inky pupils instantly turned golden, like dancing flames.

Her whole body seemed to be bathed in flames, and the power of the thick flames turned into substance and rushed towards the black-clothed puppet.

The black-clothed puppet, who was supposed to dodge and fight back, was controlled by the strong flame power on her body or was shocked. When it touched her gaze, the black-clothed puppet, which originally had no emotions or soul,

He was stunned for a rare moment.

Then the next second, he was swallowed up by the power of thick flames, and was instantly burned to ashes.

Qing Hua spit out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Strange.

So weird.

Why did she feel that the black puppet's eyes were familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before?

Also, that was definitely not her illusion. The black-clothed puppet was really stunned at the end.

Why does a puppet clone have emotions?

Who is he?

She was attacked by this puppet as soon as she arrived in Lingzhou. His Majesty was just seriously injured today and he attacked again.

Qi Mingyue.
Chapter completed!