Chapter 3901

"Oh?"

Seeing that Chu Yun, who didn't have the highest cultivation, was the first to find a way to control the Puppet of the Celestial and Demon, Duanmu Jiancheng frowned. He naturally thought of the condition Chu Yun mentioned before entering the Celestial and Demon Blood Swamp. He then looked at the silver clouds and thought to himself, "Could it be … that there are some extremely powerful Imperial Weapons in the Celestial and Demon Blood Swamp?

Could it be the strongest imperial weapon, the Soft Like Water Sword, that can restrain the Godly Demon Chess?

Forget it. Who cares what it is? Let's keep this Puppet of the Gods and Demons first! "

Duanmu Jijian's sub-body moved closer to the silver clouds. Sure enough, a Noble Qi familiar to Confucian cultivators came out of the silver light. Duanmu Jijian was overjoyed. He urged his Five Qis Unification technique to absorb the silver light while urging his Zhen Qi to expel the blood on the torch dragon god golem.

"Kacha …" Similar to what happened to Chu Yun, bursts of lightning came out of the blood pillar, trying to stop the silver light from entering. The lightning was very fierce, and even someone as strong as Duanmu Jiji couldn't stop it. The Zhen Qi in his middle dantian was extremely shaken, and he couldn't control it for a while.

"Poof …" Duanmu Jiji opened his mouth, and another five colored light fell into the silver cloud above his head. "Swoosh …" A huge amount of silver light fell like the power of the moon and stars. "Boom …" The silver light on the Godly Demon Puppet rippled like a tide, and rushed towards the blood red light!

Just like that, under Duanmu Jiji's control, the silver light gradually drove the blood red light from the Godly Demon Puppet, and finally reached the bottom of the puppet. At this point, Duanmu Jiji was powerless. The silver light and the blood red light were in a stalemate!

Duanmu Jieshi was a bit anxious. He knew that if there was another Literary Saint to help, they would definitely be able to take the Fiendgod Puppet out of the blood pillar. However, none of the twelve Literary Saints would let go of the twelve Fiendgod Puppets, so no one could succeed!

Duanmu Jianshi took a moment to look up. It was just as he thought. Although the cultivation of the other Saints was about the same, there was a huge difference. Except for Murong Jun and Duanmu Jianshi, who had both washed the blood to the bottom of the Puppet of Gods and Demons, the other nine were all around eighty percent. Chu Yun, who had the lowest cultivation, only reached seventy-five percent.

In fact, when Duanmu Jiji took the time to look, the other Literary Saints also looked, and they all didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The Literary Saints were in an awkward situation, and Xiao Hua, who was injured by Duanmu Jiji, was even more troublesome!

At that time, Duanmu Jianshi originally thought that it was another literary sage who wanted to snatch the Demon God's Puppet from him, so he didn't hold back at all in that punch. Even though Xiao Hua was very strong now, he still didn't count for much before reaching the eighth level of elemental energy. This round of attacks nearly killed him!

Fortunately, Xiao Hua's body had just been reconstructed in the Godly Demon Blood Pool whirlpool, and in this space, a strange wave kept flowing from his body. This wave was like a water wave, and blocked part of Duanmu Jiji's fatal punch. Xiao Hua was very lucky to be beaten dizzy, and fainted after just one glance at Duanmu Jiji!

This time, the fainting was different from before. All the primordial spirits in other spaces fainted under the Literary Saints' punch, without any exception!

Although Xiao Hua was lucky not to be killed on the spot, unfortunately, his body was sent into the blood pillar by Duanmu Jiji. Duanmu Jiji discovered that it was Xiao Hua, and could have saved him, but in order to steal the Torch Dragon God Puppet, Duanmu Jiji abandoned Xiao Hua like he was a fallen leaf, and allowed Xiao Hua's body to be sucked into the spinning blood pillar.

Xiao Hua's body fell into the blood pillar, and with the flickering blood light, he quickly fell towards the triangular blood pillar.

That blood pillar was very long, and the triangular blood pillar was also very big. Only when Duanmu Jiji began to urge the silver light to wash the blood did Xiao Hua fall into the triangular blood pillar.

Inside the triangular blood pillar was an even more strange space. Layers of fluctuations produced extreme spatial distortions. Xiao Hua's body floated along with the fluctuations like duckweed in the water. Every time a fluctuation passed, it would produce a strange phenomenon, either stretching Xiao Hua's body to the extreme, or compressing Xiao Hua's body to the extreme. Moreover, the blood that could no longer be seen as a blood wave was condensed into specks of blood. Every time a speck of blood touched Xiao Hua's skin, it would burn an extremely deep bloody hole in his skin!

Xiao Hua's tough body was barely able to maintain itself in this space, let alone the other cultivators of the Hidden Immortal Continent. Even if these Literary Saints above fell in here, they would probably be burned to the point where not even their bones would be left.

"Granny, it's really troublesome. At the critical moment, these brats are not enough, so I have to take action!"

Green-robed Xiao Hua's arrogant voice came from Xiao Hua's body. This guy was hiding in the space to teach his disciples, so he was not injured by Duanmu Jiji. Now he could only control Xiao Hua's body.

And from his tone, he must be used to scolding his disciples in the space, so there was a faint majesty in his voice.

Just as Green-robed Xiao Hua took control of his body, Duanmu Jiji, Murong Jun, Chu Yun, and the other Literary Saints began to expel the blood pillars. These twelve blood pillars rushed towards the blood triangular blood pillar. Green-robed Xiao Hua, who was hiding in the triangular blood pillar, immediately faced a huge pressure!

"Oh, not good!"

Seeing the twelve blood pillars smashing towards him with great force, Green-robed Xiao Hua was not as calm as Xiao Hua. He also didn't have a specific understanding of Xiao Hua's body, so he hurriedly wanted to take out his Kunlun mirror.

However, just as he flew into the space and faced the blood pillar falling from above, he immediately thought of the scene of the billions of incomplete sword wills and sword qi falling from above. He almost didn't hesitate to take out Lil Dou from the space, waving his hand and placing it above his head.

"Boom …" The blood pillars fell and a huge amount of blood mist rushed into Xiao Dou. Xiao Dou shook slightly at first, then a faint suction force appeared, as if it was tasting the blood mist!

And with the urging of the twelve Literary Saints, even more blood mist rushed into Xiao Dou. Xiao Dou's suction force suddenly increased and waves of blood mist fell into Xiao Dou!

Just like before, at the opening of Xiao Dou, strands of extremely pure blood seeped into Xiao Hua's blood vessels!

"Haha, this old man is a genius!"

Green-robed Xiao Hua was overjoyed when he saw this, "If this lord was here, he might not be so quick-witted!"

After a while, the blood pillars and the silver light were in a deadlock. The blood pillars didn't fall, so Xiao Dou's suction force turned towards the blood triangular space.

Seeing Xiao Dou like this, Green-robed Xiao Hua's heart moved. He raised his right hand and dripped a drop of blood essence into Xiao Dou. Originally, Xiao Hua's blood couldn't fall into Xiao Dou, but now that Xiao Dou was absorbing the blood mist, he didn't discriminate and merged it into Xiao Dou.

Seeing that things were going so smoothly, Green-robed Xiao Hua became even more smug. He felt that one drop of blood essence might not be enough, so he dripped another nine drops of blood essence before stopping.

When the ninth drop of blood essence fell into Xiao Dou, Xiao Dou violently trembled and suddenly released fluctuations. This fluctuation followed the blood mist into the triangular space. This fluctuation and the triangular space's fluctuations intertwined, causing the entire space's fluctuations to become chaotic.

At this moment, the Literary Saints in the sky looked at each other and finally began to act again. Mu Rongjun slapped his head and a five-colored true energy flew out from his head. This five-colored true energy was different from before. It was only as thick as a thumb and was almost crystallized. What was special was that there were faint traces of blood at the edges of this five-colored true energy. These traces of blood had Mu Rongjun's appearance. This was the life true energy of the Literary Saints.

As soon as this five coloured Life Source True Qi came out, Mu Rongjun's face turned deathly pale. Moreover, the Sub-Body that had merged into the void shrank by more than 85%. "Go ….." Mu Rongjun was very cautious as he urged this five coloured Life Source True Qi to rush towards the silver white clouds in the sky.

"Yes, this is how it should be!

Only by borrowing the power of the unknown silver clouds can we completely expel the blood pillars! "

Duanmu Jianshi saw Mu Rongjun like this and understood. He also urged his own true energy. His five-colored true energy was similar to Mu Rongjun's, but the arrangement of the five colors was a bit different.

When Duanmu Jianshi's five-colored true energy fell into the silver clouds, a surging aura several times stronger than before poured in. "Fellow Immortals …" Duanmu Jianshi quickly said, "This must be the sacred artifact of our Confucian cultivators. Our individual strengths are too weak to activate it.

The ancients have said that a lone hand can't clap, a lone tree can't support a tree. We need to work together to succeed! "

"Good ~" How could the Literary Saints not know this?

When they spoke, they activated their five-colored natal energies. "Boom! Boom!" The natal energies of the twelve Saints of Literature fell into the clouds, causing the clouds to tremble like lightning and thunder. Beams of silver light sprinkled down like the sun.

Under the light beam, not only did the 67 Puppets of Deities and Demons expel the darkness, but the entire space was also shaken by the light beam. The fluctuations that filled the entire space became disordered. Black and white cracks appeared in the blood-red space. The silver and black lattices that were laid together began to fall rapidly. Black and silver intertwined. Strands of lightning and thunder suddenly appeared. The silver and black lattices that hadn't fallen down started to flicker crazily. The flickering luster rushed to the triangular region at the bottom.

"Quick …" Duanmu Jianshi saw this and loudly said, "In this space, the silver clouds' power and the blood red power are in balance. When we 67 Literary Saints suddenly intervened, we destroyed this balance.

The silver Confucian sacred artifact's power surpasses the blood red power. I'm afraid this space is about to collapse. Let's put away the Demon God Chess and escape. "

Since Duanmu Jianshi could see this, how could the other Literary Saints not know?

Other than Chu Yun, who had an awkward expression on her face, it was as if someone had seen through her thoughts. Everyone else hurriedly activated their secondary bodies and prepared to collect the Twelve Godly Demon Puppets.