A mere foundation-building cultivator was going to eliminate a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he had to do it as quickly as possible? This was simply a fantasy.

"Boy, you've been hit by my attack. You must be seriously injured, right? You can't escape. Pay for your life to my Ke'er!"

His sharp eyes swept across the room 360 degrees. When he turned to face Jiang Li, he suddenly paused, then burst into murderous intent and rushed towards Jiang Li!

Sure enough, he could still find Jiang Li's approximate location to a certain extent.

Jiang Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was not willing to be outdone. He raised his hand and instead of retreating, he rushed forward towards the opponent.

Pang Xun's mechanical fist hit Jiang Li first, causing his body to cave in and a big bump to appear on his back. The broken bones pierced through his skin and were exposed to the air.

If it weren't for the Tyrant Body Technique that offset some of the force, Jiang Li's body would have been pierced directly.

But despite being seriously injured, Jiang Li still didn't care.

Pang Xun, who was laughing ferociously, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

The next moment, two scarlet balls of light suddenly expanded and hit him in the face mercilessly.

The terrifying power and the severe pain from his body made Pang Xun frightened. It was hard to imagine how a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage could use such a move.

Nascent Soul Pang Xun straightened his body and tried to support himself, but at this moment a flying sword shot out from Jiang Li's forehead and pierced into his eye socket, and another iron chain wrapped around his feet at close range.

Jiang Li did not use the Dragon Prison Lock for defense and took the Nascent Soul level attack head-on, all for this moment.

"Give it to me! Get in!"

The Dragon Prison Lock was activated, and Pang Xun's feet were suppressed and weakened for a while, and then his whole body was pushed backwards by the blood-red light ball and directly fell into the burial coffin at the back, which had been prepared long ago and the door was wide open.

Pang Xun instinctively felt that there was a terrifying presence behind him. He held the edge of the coffin tightly with one hand and refused to rest.

In the abyss-like coffin, countless roots and vines grew out, entangled his feet, and gradually wrapped him up completely.

Thousands of roots pulled him back, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer, falling into endless darkness.

Buried in the underworld! No more breath! The coffin lid closed. Even if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, as long as Jiang Li didn't want him to, he would never see the light of day again.

Jiang Li lay on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood again. The two blows were really severe.

It took him a full quarter of an hour to stuff the protruding bone back into place, and his injury was basically healed.

As the first outsider to enter the burial coffin, Pang Xun will receive the highest level of reception inside.

. . . .

In Qianluo City, the monks from both sides had already fought to the point of their brains being mixed with each other.

There were sounds of spiritual energy exploding everywhere.

Inside Qianluo City, there is murderous intent at every step, silk threads, hair needles, flying axes, saw blades, poisonous fog, and explosions.

Every step you take will trigger a fatal mechanism.

This disgusting urban street fighting made the Iron Wolf Clan, who roamed the grasslands, feel frustrated and angry. They suffered an ugly loss ratio from the opponent.

But the Mo Sect was also in a difficult situation. There were only a few hundred disciples left in the sect, and every death was one less.

They could only fight and retreat, relying on the mechanism to stop the opponent as much as possible.

But no matter how many mechanisms there are, they will eventually run out of use.

That will be the moment of Mo Men’s demise.

At this time, all the disciples of Momen received a message.

"All Mo Sect disciples must obey Mozi's orders and retreat to the city center in an orderly manner."

The voice is young and steady, and cannot be rejected.

"You are, Jiang Li?"

"Did you really get the Mozi Order!?"

There was complete disbelief in Granny Zi's words.

Just like Jiang Li thought, she really wanted to get something for nothing at the beginning.

Want Jiang Li to help them enlighten the puppets, but don't want to pay much? So she made this suggestion. In her mind, Jiang Li should have no chance of passing the test.

However, only those who hold the Mozi Order have the authority to transmit sound to all parts of Qianluo City instantly.

At this time, the only person who could possibly obtain Mozi's order was Jiang Li.

"It's me. Now is not the time to talk about this."

"Only if we lure the enemy gods in and kill them will we have hope of leaving."

He told the two gods of Mo Men that if they wanted to attract the gods of Mo Men in, they were the only ones who could take action.

"Are you going to use that?"

As an outsider, Jiang Li naturally wouldn't know more about Qianluo City's affairs than these two.

They were obviously hesitant about Jiang Li's method.

"Yes, this is the last resort now, isn't it?"

Jiang Li's tone was very firm. Or maybe he was always generous with things that he hadn't gotten yet.

The two Mo Men gods still wanted to persist stubbornly.

But after all, Mozi's order is in Jiang Li's hands. Even if he does not agree, Jiang Li will still execute it. The only difference at that time will be that more people from Mo Men will die.

And this is the best way at present.

"Well...Okay, all disciples, listen up and retreat towards the core."

After hearing the order, the Mo Sect disciples were also surprised, but having a way out was much better than expected. At least... there was a way to survive.

The two gods turned and stepped forward, starting to kill a large number of Iron Wolf Sect monks.

Such an action would naturally expose their specific location.

The Iron Wolf Sect's incarnation had been waiting for them for a long time. He no longer hid his strength and approached this side from the flying boat outside, flashing as if teleporting.

After they rushed into Qianluo City, the two sides began to collide.

It was as if a giant mouth appeared in the void and bit off the buildings in Qianluo City one bite at a time.

The debris was flying everywhere, as if both the sky and the earth were destroyed.

However, during this process, it can be found that the main structural framework of Qianluo City is truly solid and beyond reproach.

Even if it withstands an attack at the level of a god, there will not be too obvious damage.

The two Mo Sect's Gods of Transformation tried their best to hold on, while more and more Gods of Transformation appeared from the Tielang Sect.

It was not until the top leaders of Chongshan League sent him a message that the situation in the venue had become extremely serious.

"Seven Divine Transformation cultivators? No matter how hard the Mo Sect struggles now, there is definitely no way to survive."

"But this is definitely only part of the Iron Wolf Sect's strength. When any sect expands, there will be many places that need top cultivators to guard. No one can send out so many top fighters casually."

The two supreme elders of Mo Sect swung out hundreds of spiritual energy threads invisible to the naked eye from their hands, controlling hundreds of powerful puppets and forming a large net in the air.

Various powerful mechanical weapons were waving in the air, and Jiang Li could not easily block any of them.

Although their might seemed to be filled with murderous intent and immense power, they encountered brutal suppression at the first sight.

This is another situation of seven against two, and the two Mo Men monks are old and frail and have not fought in the battlefield for a long time.

Once the fight started, he was at a disadvantage.

Hundreds of puppets were thrown out and exploded one after another. If a puppet encountered an opponent, it would be difficult for it to even breathe. The speed at which these high-level puppets were damaged was enough to make any Qimen monk's heart ache.

The puppet was blown into pieces, and apart from the wood chips and parts, there were also a lot of blood and flesh fragments.

This shows that they are all puppets made from corpses, or the corpses of Momen monks.

However, the original heads of these puppets are all missing and have been replaced by mechanisms, so none of the original heads can be seen.

The masked ogre likes to eat human brains, and monks and children are the best targets.

After the great battle, the Momen monks rushed to collect the bodies, and all they collected were headless corpses like this.

The whereabouts of the heads of the monks who died in the battle is self-evident.

They fought and retreated at the same time, filled with anger and helplessness.

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"No, if we continue like this, we will surely die."

"You go first, I'll stop them!"

The Mo Men's incarnation with a broken arm, although only had one arm, his cultivation was obviously more profound than Granny Zi's.

The puppet made from the corpse of the Yuanying elder was obviously unable to stop the seven Shenhua monks.

He pushed Granny Purple away and stood in front of the enemies.

"Old man Ban, you!"

“Go!”

At this point, there is no room for them to be pretentious.

They were already half buried in the ground, and they themselves saw clearly that staying alive would only mean leading their disciples a little further.

Granny Zi hesitated for a moment, reached out and stuffed the five clay sculptures into Mr. Ban's hands, then flew towards the city core where Jiang Li was without looking back.

"Huh, you want to run away, can you?"

"Old man, the two of you combined can't stop us, and you alone want to?"

The seven Iron Wolf Sect monks smashed a few more Nascent Soul puppets. Four of them surrounded Old Ban, and the remaining three went to chase after the other Mo Sect monks.

It can be said that the puppet cultivators in Qi Men Dun Jia are the typical ones who reach the peak from the very beginning.

Because eighty to ninety percent of their combat effectiveness comes from puppets.

It's not too bad at the low level. As long as you spend some spirit stones and buy some materials to make it yourself, or use the corpses of monsters and monks to refine it, it's a good choice.

It is very easy to use numbers to build up combat power. Even if you are mediocre, you can easily achieve outstanding results in a battle.

When Jiang Li participated in the inner sect competition, the cultivators from Qimen Hall had a great advantage.

But in the later period, ordinary materials can no longer keep up. Unless you buy extremely rare top-level materials, or use the corpses of top-level monks to refine puppets, you can maintain your combat effectiveness.

But things of this level are hard to come by.

Just now, for example, the puppets that the two gods brought out were all at the Nascent Soul level. How could they stop the enemy?

The disdain of those people from the Iron Wolf Sect also stems from this.

"It's not a good habit to look down on old people."

Old Man Ban was already dying, but he didn't look afraid.

He flipped over his only remaining right hand, and ten thumb-sized clay sculptures appeared.

With a slight force on his hands, the surface of the clay sculpture was crushed, a cloud of smoke exploded, and then ten figures rushed out from it.

The four monks who surrounded him were caught off guard and immediately rushed out. The three incarnations who were about to chase Granny Zi felt the threat behind them and could only turn back quickly to block the fierce attack.

Rushing out from the smoke were ten puppets that had not yet been repaired and refined.

The fatal wounds on their bodies have not yet been properly sutured, and through the wounds one can see the gears in their bodies turning at high speed.

Although they look a bit crude, but looking at their aura, they were clearly gods when they were alive!

"Humph, you Mo Sect are really great for blaspheming your fellow Taoists like this."

"How long do you think you can stop us with just these ten puppets? How long can you hold out if your spiritual energy supports all ten of them at the same time?"

"Kill you! The others can't escape our clutches anyway."

The gap between puppets and cultivators of the same level is quite large, and the difference in their numbers is very limited. Even if there are ten puppets of this level, they can only stop them for a while.

"If you want to kill them, get past me first!"

The battle continued to break out, but in the aftermath of the fierce battlefield, they did not notice that the entire Qianluo City was changing.

A large number of buildings collapsed, exposing the backbone of the entire city. Plates were spliced ​​and interlocked with each other, and the entire city was shrinking inward.

Soon, the gap originally created by the huge black gold iron was completely sealed.

The space inside is getting narrower.

"Hmm? Something's wrong."

"Old man, what have you done!"

The monks of the Iron Wolf Sect, who were in the midst of a fierce battle, finally discovered something was wrong.

"Haha, you just realized it now, don't you think it's too late? Cough cough cough cough!"

"Our Qianluo City is a place of great feng shui, so you guys should stay here and keep me company!"

Old Man Ban was spitting out blood as he spoke, but he seemed very happy.

The seven Iron Wolf Sect monks knew something was wrong when they heard what Old Man Ban said.

He rushed to the gap through which he came in.

But it was already covered with thick building debris and hundreds of layers of solid walls.

The entire city of Qianluo is movable, with building modules moving and connecting with each other.

The originally huge space inside the city is getting smaller and smaller.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The seven Iron Wolf Sect gods continued to attack the same wall. However, the large amount of debris piled in front of the wall absorbed too much power, and it often took more than ten breaths for the seven of them to break through the wall.

But the layers of walls still blocked my view, as if there would never be an end.

Not only that, as Qianluo City continues to overlap, the obstacles standing in the way will only increase.

At this rate, until this space is completely compressed into a solid, they will definitely not be able to break through.

"The direction the old woman just ran to! There must be an exit there, follow her!"

They left Old Man Ban behind and chased in the direction Grandma Zi had originally fled.

But where is the road? A passage?

The structure inside Qianluo City has been completely destroyed. They have no way to go and nowhere to escape! An ominous premonition is getting heavier in their hearts! 　Comrades, give some, give some, comrades 　　 　 (End of this chapter)