Just as the altar was scattered, a huge black dragon rushed out of it, entrenched in the sky, and endless breath continued to erupt from the mouth and nose of the black dragon, covering the sky and the sun, and completely enveloping the sky.

A strange momentum came from oppression, like a boulder pressing on everyone's hearts.

At that moment, the space seemed to be held by a transparent glass cover, and some people wanted to escape, but before they could run out, they were bounced back by an invisible energy.

"Roar!"

The black dragon crossed the sky, roared loudly, and once again spewed out a large amount of black qi from its mouth and nose, and then, where the black and white altar shattered, a pitch-black palm stretched out and propped it up on the ground, and then with a force, a figure slowly crawled out of the black hole.

Not just one, but behind, two, three......

Constantly there were people with pitch black and flashing black essence crawling out of it, standing in a row in front of them, a full thirty-six people.

Zheng Qian's pupils shrank, he couldn't know more about these black people, because he had just received such a puppet not long ago, according to what the big black dog said, this puppet was just a medium puppet.

And among the thirty-six people in front, thirty of them are the same as their medium puppets, and the remaining six have even more dangerous breaths coming from their bodies.

The big black dog's face changed, "It's over, it's a big disaster, the altar of Tai Chi Shen Yun has been destroyed, and these evil spirits can't be suppressed!"

"Roar!"

The black dragon in the sky roared again, and the thirty-six puppets suddenly rushed up.

Everyone's faces changed, and they quickly retreated, and at the same time used their aura to fight.

"Bad ......"

Someone exclaimed at first, "This space is imprisoned, and I can't use my spiritual energy, so I can only use the power of my physical body......"

The others were startled and tried one after another, and then their faces were as dead as ashes.

In the face of thirty medium-level puppets who are not afraid of death and whose strength is comparable to that of the ten-rank cultivation, and six high-level puppets, without using aura, they have no second way except to wait for death.

Everyone's faces became extremely ugly.

But soon, someone reacted, "It's the black dragon, the black dragon has a formation pattern on its body, blocking this space and imprisoning the aura in our body, as long as the black dragon is shattered, we can get out of this space, and our strength will be able to recover!"

This sentence can be regarded as the last bit of hope for everyone.

"Kill!"

There is no way back now, only forward.

With a roar, many forces quickly rushed towards the black dragon, but before they could get close, the thirty-six puppets besieged it together.

Zheng Qian's face was happy, now is the best time to take the dry stone.

He just tried, and the aura was imprisoned in this space, but he still had the power of the true dragon and the power of the Dao in his body, and he could still use these two powers, plus, his physical body was unparalleled, and the dry stone of the eleventh grade cultivation was on par, and he could completely resist without using the aura.

"Now...... You're the one who is looking for death!"

Zheng Qian's face sneered, he shouted, and smashed his fist towards the dry stone.

The old dry stone twitched, but he was not timid, and he also smashed it with a punch.

"Bang!"

A low explosion sounded, Zheng Qian's figure retreated five steps, and the dry stone also retreated three steps in a row.

Although he couldn't use his aura now, no matter what, the experience of the dry stone and the control of the physical strength of the eleventh grade cultivation far surpassed Zheng Qian.

However, thinking of this, Zheng Qian's heart became more and more hot.

If Dry Stone only has such strength, then ...... The White Scroll Tianyan Divine Technique was about to be decided by itself, because he hadn't used the strength of the True Dragon and the power of the Dao in that blow just now.

"Next, eat me one more punch!"

Zheng Gan's waist sank, and a fist wrapped in golden streamer erupted again, faintly, it could still be seen that above the fist, a golden dragon phantom was entangled, and before the golden dragon phantom, there was a small golden droplet circulating, like a real dragon spitting pearls, extremely miraculous.

"Rumbling ......"

A huge explosion sounded, and the real dragon spit the bead with the fist shadow and smashed directly into the dry stone, the dry stone's face changed, his face sank, and his hands quickly formed a seal in front of him, forming a black defense.

"Huh?"

Zheng Qian frowned, he really didn't expect that this space imprisoned the aura, but it also did not imprison the power of the evil spirit, although his true dragon strength and Dao power were not afraid of the power of the evil spirit, but if it was penetrated like this, it would at least consume a lot, and the original preparation of this blow was enough to seriously injure the dry stone.

"Bang!"

The two collided, and the golden dragon took off, instantly tearing apart the evil power in front of the dead stone, and then slammed into his chest.

"Poof!"

The dry stone turned pale, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he flew out upside down.

"Boy, with your current strength, you can't kill me, as long as I don't die, when I go out, I will definitely use the power of the Nine Shadows Alliance to destroy you!"

Zheng Qian was not stunned at all, he stepped forward, and the soles of his feet stomped on the chest of the dry stone, "I can't kill you, but at least, I can teach you a good lesson now!"

"Bang!"

One by one, the power rushed into the soles of Zheng Gan's feet, and suddenly a huge force came, directly stepping the head of the dead stone into the ground, and several bloody teeth were also shattered.

As Yu Wutian's teacher, how could Kushi have ever received such humiliation.

He struggled frantically and wanted to kill Zheng Qian.

However, at this moment, the aura is imprisoned, and at this moment, he is not at all the opponent of Zheng Gan, who has the strength of a true dragon and the power of the Dao, and all the struggles can only add to the helplessness.

The disciples of the Nine Shadows Alliance in the back wanted to come to the rescue, but before they could get close, they were punched by Zheng Gan and directly exploded.

Zheng Qian also knew that if he didn't take this opportunity to vent his anger at this moment, when he left here, he would encounter dry rocks again, and he would only have to flee for his life.

He stomped down on the soles of his feet, breaking off the dead stone's hands and feet.

A strong person with eleven-grade cultivation, even if his body is shattered, as long as he still has a trace of divine thought, he can be resurrected, not to mention that his hands and legs are broken.

After breathing, Zheng Gan's mood was also much better.

He clapped his hands and went to check Drystone's belongings.

Inside a storage bag, he finally discovered the White Scroll Heavenly Divine Technique.

At the moment when Zheng Qian got it, no one saw it, not far away, in the place of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, a trace of discoloration flashed in the depths of the palace master Qing Ji's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and continued to devote himself to the battle against the puppet.

After packing up his things, Zheng Qian didn't pay attention to the dry stone, after all, the latter's strength was there, he couldn't kill him, and he had tortured enough of what he could torture, and he had another important thing to do.

He put down the White Scroll Tianyan Divine Technique, his gaze swept over, and he locked on the figure of a middle-aged man with an unfamiliar appearance, who was resisting a puppet at this moment, and there was nothing abnormal, and his strength was not outstanding.

Zheng Qian chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and shouted lightly: "City Lord Yan, our debts ...... Isn't it time to do the math?"