He Haohan swung his sword from the air again, trying to stop the wooden stake man Mo Tu and the wooden stake man Mo Yan, but his sword energy was blocked by Mo Hong, and Mo Hong began to slash continuously. The huge wooden sword was even more terrifying than many magical weapons and weapons, and He Haohan had to do his best!

"We are more perfect than in the past, and we are beyond the gods!" Mo Hong repeated this sentence, and the knife force it cut continued to cause violent shock, causing the space to tremble violently.

However, He Haohan had passed through the shaking sword domain at some point. He came out of the sword close to him. In an instant, the aura of the nine dragons tumbling with extreme domineeringness. With He Haohan's violent slash, the nine dragons formed by the sword energy even took off.

The wooden stake man Mo Hong stood there.

"Ga!"

The arm holding the giant knife first broke in response to the sound and fell heavily to the ground.

Soon eight other wounds appeared on its body, and nine parts of the wooden stake man Mo Hong were cut open, and finally turned into a pile of expensive wooden blocks and scattered on the ground.

However, it is easy for the family to destroy these wooden stakes made by Mo Shou, but it is quite difficult to completely kill them.

These expensive piles of wood are not damaged, they are just disconnected from different joint positions.

They began to move strangely, and flew quickly towards Xu Yu, the mother of the wooden stake man.

The mother of the wooden stake man, Xu Yu, took out a silver needle at some point, and there was a strange silk thread on the other hand. It sewed Mo Hong piece by piece with needle and thread. Xu Yu sewed his son while complaining: "How can he put such a heavy hand on his elder brother?"

Just as skillful as his mother sewed a piece of clothing, the wooden stake man Mo Hong was re-sewn by his mother Xu Yu. Mo Hong moved freely again. Before his mother could even bit off the puppet thread on it, Mo Hong couldn't wait to walk towards He Haohan and compete with He Haohan for a knife technique.

Weird and terrifying, He Yiling, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shivered when he saw this scene.

If this family really lives for thousands of years, I don’t know what kind of disaster they will develop. Each of the Mo family disciples is proud of how many people they can kill with their own mechanisms. It must be because the real leader of this Mo family is the ghosts and gods of the wooden stakes of the family.

What’s even more hateful is that they also collected the corpses of the people who died in the Heaven and Earth Pavilion, and placed them in the puppet city like exhibitions, which was extremely sick!

...

The palace of the ground pavilion is really wide. Finally, I saw the wall connected to the rock body, and also saw a dark and faint staircase downward.

Although He Haohan showed amazing strength, Mo Shou's six family members were obviously not ordinary people.

They have all become puppet gods very early, and their souls have merged with their bodies. After the divine mechanisms like Mo Shou have been continuously transformed, the combat power of these six Mo Shou's family members is no less than that of many gods, especially the father and mother, who seem to be puppet gods at the level of the god master.

Zhu Minglang was about to walk down the stairs when a gust of cold wind came from behind him.

Caiyou immediately pulled out the Phoenix-winged Xuan Bow, and didn't know what she used to use as an arrow. After she pulled the bowstring, a gorgeous rain of arrow light burst out, and shot at the two wooden stake puppets that were chasing over!

The two wooden stake people were stabbed into hornets' nests by arrows and immediately landed on the ground.

However, these two wooden stake people were also difficult to kill. Soon they got up again and quickly disappeared into the dim underground palace.

When they appeared again, all the injuries on their bodies disappeared. Mo Tu, a wooden stake man, rushed up strangely. Mo Yan, a wooden stake man, hid in the distance, and threw out those deadly secret needles towards Caiyou. The needles were tied with threads. Once they were stabbed into the body, they would be directly pulled and become a thread-carrying puppet without Mo Yan!

Caiyou defeated Mo Tu, a ghostly wooden stake man, and then flexibly avoided the flying red needle. She used the sharp wings of the Xuan Bow as weapons to cut off the flying silks. These silks were also extremely sharp. As long as people pass by, their skin would be cut.

"The new doll can be played with for a long time, hehe." The slender wooden stake man Mo Yan once again let out that strange laugh.

"Swish!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Caiyou's clean and neat arrow directly penetrated the head of Mo Yan, a slender wooden stake.

The wooden stake man Mo Yan slowly fell backwards, and the strange wooden stake face still maintained the smile he had just now.

After landing on the ground, the wooden stake man Mo Yan was sucked back by some force similar to a magnet, and was pulled to the side of his mother Xu Yu.

Caiyou didn't look there, she was dealing with the ghostly wooden stake man Mo Tu who was entangled.

The brother and sister wooden stakes were obviously not as strong as Cai You. Cai You nailed Mo Tu an arrow to the stalactite pillar after a few rounds, but his sister Mo Yan sewed it again and returned to the battle, and still laughed sharply.

"Can you deal with it?" Zhu Minglang said to Caiyou.

"Yes, it's time-consuming. If they can't just let their souls go away, their mother will stitch them up, which means they can be infinitely healed and resurrected continuously." Caiyou said.

Zhu Minglang could also clearly feel that his mother's wooden stake man Xu Yu and his father's wooden stake man Mo Zhao were the god-lord-level existences, and other brothers and sisters should have the strength of a god-general.

But the wooden stake man and family are bound by magical powers. Although they don’t know what kind of terrible magical powers Mo Zhao, the mother’s infinite slit ability to make their family almost invincible.

"My God, come first, I will stop them." Caiyou said.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

They were in a hurry and could only use this method to break into the pavilion. After all, it would probably take a lot of time to destroy the wooden stake family. At that time, everyone in the Artifact God Sect outside the pavilion was drowned!

Zhu Minglang went down the ladder, and the road was extremely dark.

"My God, Mo Tu has followed you down. Its whereabouts are like ghosts, and I can't stop it." At this time, Caiyou's voice came from above.

"I understand, then you can stay here and help He Haohan save Mo Shou's family!" Zhu Minglang responded.

Mo Tu hid in the darkness, and it did not immediately come out to attack Zhu Minglang, but just followed Zhu Minglang like a ghost who was in dispersed.
Chapter completed!