In this way, after counting back and forth, at least more than half of the powerful and powerful people gathered in all directions have dispersed.

Ding Haobing eliminated most of his opponents bloodlessly.

"What, are you going to make a move on me?" Ding Hao's gaze looked at a figure shrouded in purple light and shadow in the distance, which was also a powerhouse in the realm of a saint.

"It's impossible for me to give up the [Heavenly Stone Key], not to mention that you killed my nephew Zixiong, we should settle this account today. The purple flame figure sneered.

He is the younger brother of Dugu Wuji, the city lord of the great power of Middle-earth Divine Prefecture [Purple Night City], although he has disappeared, Ding Hao still recognizes him at a glance, in the [Tongtian Floating Slaughter God Tower], one of the several great human race saints who were exterminated by the rain with Yue Tianxing at the beginning, he didn't expect to appear here today.

Ding Hao said disdainfully: "Even the demon clan who drinks blood will know how to repay it, I can't imagine that this human race saint has the face to say such a thing." ”

The purple flame on the surface of Dugu Wuji's body gradually dissipated, revealing the withered body of the old man below like a piece of rotten wood, the wrinkles on the face covered with old age spots were like ravines, and the body exuded a strong smell of death and decay.

There was no anger or a cold expression on his face, and he said: "When you exterminated the corpse soul, it was indeed a saving of my life, or good, Zixiong's death, the old man will no longer pursue it, but you have also seen that the old man's life is coming to an end, and there are not many days left in this world, hehe, whether it is kindness or resentment, it is just a passing cloud, I just want to live, I must get the [Heavenly Stone Spoon], even if my biological parents are in front of me, I will be killed!"

"Tian is shameless!" Ding Hao was angry.

To say such things is simply inferior to brutes.

Dugu Wuji laughed and said: "When you are getting old and dying, you will understand how beautiful life is, how reluctant this world is, you can't realize it, because you are only in your early twenties, how young you are, I can smell the warm sunshine smell on your body, but the years will not stop because of anyone, Ding Hao, even if you reach the realm of gods, one day, you will usher in the day when your longevity is exhausted, and then you will understand how I feel today." ”

"Even if you die, you need to have the dignity and pride of a strong person. Ding Hao said.

"Yes, it's always easier to say than to do," Dugu Wuji laughed and said, "I know you're very strong, I can't help you, but if you don't hand over the [Heavenly Stone Key], I will kill all the people in Qingjiang Town today, and even more will attack and kill the people of the Sword Sect, kill the people you care about, kill the people closest to you, and kill until you compromise, I am already a candle in the wind in my old age, let it out, haha, don't worry about your blood oath to chase and kill!"

"You're looking for death!" Ding Hao was murderous.

Dugu Wuji laughed ruthlessly and indifferently: "If I can't get the [Heavenly Stone Key], I will also die, both horizontally and vertically, why not fight!"

"Then you will die now!"

Before Ding Hao's words fell, he shot instantly.

Between the lightning and the fire, he has reached Dugu Wuji's side, and the magic knife in his left hand does not know when he has held it in his hand, and the blade bursts with red light, cutting Dugu Wuji's body into two with one sword.

"Hahahaha...... I've seen your strength, will I be defenseless?"

Dugu Wuji's voice came from afar.

The body that was cut in two, and no blood flowed out, it turned out to be a puppet war puppet with a fake reality, vivid to the extreme, hiding from everyone, Dugu Wuji appeared as a stand-in to transmit the sound, but the deity didn't know where to hide.

A strong man in the realm of a guarded saint was deliberately hidden, and Ding Hao couldn't find out the trace for a while.

"Haha, Ding Hao, you think about it, you can't always bring everyone with you all the time, if you don't want to taste the taste of losing your loved ones, then hand over the [Heavenly Stone Spoon] ......" Dugu Wuji's ruthless and vicious voice came from afar.

Ding Hao's eyes erupted with fire, but there was nothing he could do for a while.

Almost at the same time-

"Kill!"

A sound like metal friction sounded, and the army of flame metal war puppets in the sky suddenly rushed towards Ding Hao like a tide, from extreme stillness to extreme movement was only a matter of moments, like the scorching magma surging in the sky.

Ding Hao was instantly overwhelmed by this crimson torrent.

He took a deep breath, his sword in his hand, and his powerful physical power exploded instantly, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, turning into a whirlwind to meet it.

The magic knife and the rusty sword are both sharpened iron like clay, slightly infused with Xuan Qi, but whenever there are metal war puppets that come close, they are all knocked out, and the flame-colored metal bodies are cut into deep gaps, revealing the mottled and delicate structural parts in them, it can be seen that these metal war puppets burning with flame power are indeed ingenious and wonderful.

"Such a powerful war puppet, with the sharpness of the rusty sword and the magic knife, it can't be cut off!" Ding Hao was slightly surprised.

These war puppets are covered with dense inscription formations all over their bodies, and their bodies are made of secret gold, which is extremely hard and infinitely powerful.

Ding Hao could quickly judge that every individual metal war puppet could be comparable in strength to the powerhouse at the peak of Emperor Wu, and what was even more terrifying was that these guys had no wisdom and feelings, and they didn't know what to be afraid of, and hundreds of puppets advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, cooperating seamlessly, with an almost invulnerable body, and the power was endless, and the combined combat power was even more terrifying than that of Emperor Wu.

If it is an ordinary powerhouse, even if it is a half-step martial saint, being trapped in such a formation, I am afraid that it will be a dead end.

Ding Hao met the enemy with a magic knife and a rusty sword, and at the same time carefully observed the inscriptions on the surface of the war puppet, those hair-thin lines looked extremely beautiful, but they contained a variety of different powers, which could control the movements and battles of the war puppets.

"Among these war puppets, there is a kind of ancient meaning, which seems to be something handed down from ancient times, antique, and by no means modern...... Could it be that the Cun Zài who commanded these armies of war puppets was already an old monster that had existed hundreds of thousands of years ago?"

Ding Hao looked at the huge canopy carriage in the distance with some surprise.

Even if it is a god-level powerhouse, it is impossible to have a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years, which is really strange.

"The deity has trapped him, and everyone hasn't taken action quickly to search for the whereabouts of the [Heavenly Stone Key], how long will it take?" a cold, mechanical sound came from the huge canopy carriage.

As soon as the words came out, there were other strong people around them, and they were about to enter Qingjiang Town.

Ding Hao was shocked in his heart, and no longer delayed, he suddenly urged his divine consciousness with all his strength, stimulated the golden light beads in his mind, and there was a heart-splitting pain on his forehead, and then a crack opened, and a golden strange eye appeared, as if the god opened his eyes indifferently at this moment, and a golden light burst out, and immediately shot through this piece of heaven and earth.

The golden gaze swept over the flame-metal warpuppet's body, and then penetrated the huge canopy carriage.

This flame of light seems to be able to see through the mysteries of the world, and any secrets and mysteries cannot be hidden in front of it.

"Ah......h

At the same time-

"I see, haha, I see!"

Ding Hao laughed.

The powerful divine consciousness emanated like a tide, covering all the surrounding flame metal war puppets and the huge canopy carriage in the distance, and the transparent ripples visible to the naked eye swept through the void layer by layer, rippling in bursts of ripples, and then the unthinkable happened-

All of the flame metal puppets suddenly stopped attacking.

It was as if the formation inside these puppets had suddenly failed, and they all stopped and froze in place.

"Hahaha, thank you!" Ding Hao's laughter echoed in the sky.

"No......" A panicked voice came from the huge canopy metal carriage, as frightened as a mourner.

In the next moment, the army of flame metal war puppets that had stiffened in place finally regained their spirituality and began to move, but they did not attack Ding Hao again, but turned their heads in unison, and aimed the weapons in their hands at the huge canopy metal carriage, surrounding the metal carriage in the middle.

"How is it possible, how can you know such a secret method?" the panicked voice came from the huge canopy metal carriage.

Ding Hao's figure flashed, appeared on the wheel of the carriage, snorted coldly, reached out, and lifted a short figure out of the carriage.

This figure is only about a meter tall, and it looks like a young child, but there are already some wrinkles on his face, and his long beard and gray hair indicate that he is not young, as for his short stature...... This master of the inscription refiner commanding a huge army of flame metal turned out to be a naturally ugly dwarf.

The dwarf struggled in horror, but he could no longer control the flame metal army and the canopy metal carriage, and his own strength was extremely low, not enough to reach the realm of the martial king, and in Ding Hao's hands, he was like a little chicken and couldn't resist at all.

This scene amazed many of the strong people around.

The Flame Metal Army is also a force to be reckoned with in Middle-earth, known as the Death Flame Legion, which is a mercenary-like killer organization that buys money and buys lives, and has broken through many human sects and demon forces, and even the saint-level powerhouses have fallen in this legion army array, many people speculate that the person who controls this death legion is a powerful saint-level inscription refiner, but no one has ever been able to get close to the huge canopy metal carriage, and no one can open the carriage door to see what kind of face is sitting inside。

Like the Demon Temple, this army of flame metal death is also an elusive force.