Heartily and naturally, it took several hours to finally refine eight brand new spirit infant-level poison puppets.

Ling Tianyu looked at those golden poison puppets, like abundant fruits, which made Ling Tianyu very satisfied. After reaching the golden poison realm, the spiritual infant's retained cultivation level would not be too far behind.

"Well, let's call these little guys Zhan Ying." Ling Tianyu nodded to himself, admiring his masterpiece. With the twelve demon guards and eight Zhan Ying. With these forces gathered, Xizhou's

All forces must give a shake.

Of course, if you meet some strong martial artists, no matter how many strong real martial artists you have, it will be useless. Like the strong martial artist hidden in Wanling Sect, Ling Tianyu can feel that he is very strong, even if

Even Demon Guard No. 1 is far from being able to deal with it.

However, this is also normal. Any powerful sect in Xizhou can stand for hundreds of years. Which one will not have a strong trump card to defend the survival of the sect. It’s just that Ling Tianyu underestimated Xizhou in the past.

Just when Ling Tianyu was happy, his mind suddenly froze: "Little bear? Why is the aura so weak?"

After thinking for a while, Ling Tianyu's expression changed drastically: "Could it be that... something happened!?"

"Damn it! Duxuan! Are you really that cruel, you beast?" Ling Tianyu clenched his fists angrily. Although he couldn't feel the message conveyed by the little bear, Ling Tianyu could feel that the little bear's aura was very weak, and he was definitely being attacked.

The result of severe damage.

The situation is urgent!
Chapter completed!