Chapter 430

"What? Only one puppet survived?"

"Can't you? There's only one left after more than one million?"

All the people in the blood dream Pavilion swept their eyes on Su Ziyang and rubbed their eyes.

"Look!"

At this time, a scream sounded.

Following this exclamation, everyone's eyes swept Su Ziyang's eyebrows.

I saw a blood mark in the center of his eyebrows.

"God, this is the supreme blood amulet! He... He is the supreme puppet!"

"The old ancestor is mighty. He even refined a supreme puppet. Now, my blood dream Pavilion must unify the ancestral dream world!"

Such a startling voice kept ringing.

Everyone's face, at this moment, was surprised and similar.

A moment later.

"Congratulations on getting the supreme puppet!"

As soon as they knelt down and aimed at the blood dream ancestor, they knocked their heads heavily.

"Ha ha..."

The ancestor of blood dream looked up and laughed like crazy.

That look is like getting the strongest baby in the world.

"All right! All right, get up!"

"If you get this supreme puppet, there will be no shaking in your life!"

"This time, we will win the battle of zumengshi!"

The ancestor of blood dream said loudly.

"The ancestor of blood dream is powerful and powerful, and his Qi breaks the sky!"

"Unified ancestral dream, easy to catch!"

Such sounds keep ringing.

In the blood dream, the old ancestor didn't stop working under him, and then gradually calmed down all around.

Xuemeng looked at Su Ziyang as if he were looking at a treasure.

That vision seemed to see through Su Ziyang.

Su Ziyang's look did not change.

It looks like a puppet.

He stood there, motionless.

Xuemeng came forward step by step and looked at Su Ziyang with a smile, "from today on, this seat is your master, can you understand?"

Su Ziyang walked forward slowly like a machine, hugging his fist slightly, "master!"

"Good! Good!"

The ancestor of blood dream said again and again, "come here!"

There was no way. Su Ziyang could only take two steps forward and stand in front of the blood dream ancestor.

I saw that the ancestor of blood dream waved his right hand and a mark was generated on Su Ziyang's eyebrows to block the previous mark.

Both marks, it seems, are the same.

However, the mark carved by the ancestor of blood dream is easy to see that it is false.

"OK! It's done!" Xuemeng nodded with satisfaction.

"Lao Zu, you depict the supreme blood seal so clearly. Isn't that telling phage Pavilion and Tianhuan pavilion that we have supreme puppets? If they unite, it will be troublesome." a subordinate asked.

Hearing this, the ancestor of blood dream shook his head slightly and nodded the man with his hand, "you are so stupid!"

"Lao Zu, what do you mean? They can't tell whether it's true or false?" asked another man.

"Good!"

Xuemeng nodded, stroked his long beard and smiled.

"My grandfather is wise!"

"The ancestral skill is unparalleled!"

"My father is a god!"

The sound of horse patting kept ringing, and I heard the blood dream grandfather nodding again and again.

"Well, I left for zumeng mountain the day before yesterday!"

"Yes, grandpa!"

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Time flies. It's two days in the twinkling of an eye.

On this day, under the leadership of Xuemeng's ancestor, Su Ziyang followed him and came to zumeng mountain.

Zumeng mountain is tens of thousands of meters high. There are special prohibitions inside. Aborigines can't enter it at all.

Only outsiders can enter it and win the ancestral stone or the heart of ancestral dream!

It is said that whoever can get the heart of ancestral dream can become the master of this small world!

Life and death of others are in his mind.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the ancestors of the three major forces have been trying to find a way to achieve their dream.

However, no matter how strong they are, they will not be able to enter zumeng mountain.

There is no way. Everyone uses his puppet technique to refine people from the outside into puppets and let them go to zumeng mountain to exchange zumeng stone!

Wan Yiyun Qi is good enough to get the heart of Zu Meng, which will be a great fortune.

"Oh, isn't this the ancestor of blood dream? It's fast enough. You're here before my ass is hot!"

Just then, an old man with rough appearance and white beard came with a group of people.

He is the master of Tianhuan Pavilion, the ancestor of Tianhuan.

"Oh, Tianhuan, how can I compare with you? Every time zumeng mountain opens, you are the most diligent!" Xuemeng said with a smile.

"Ha ha..."

Tianhuan looked up at the sky and smiled like crazy.

"Tianhuan, you must have got a lot of puppets because you are so happy!" said Xuemeng.

"Generally, there are only 700000 puppets!"

Tianhuan's face showed a touch of pride and satisfaction, which was very obvious.

He glanced around, and a touch of doubt appeared on his face, "blood dream ancestor, eh, where's your puppet?"

"Mine?"

The old ancestor of blood dream raised his mouth and pointed to Su Ziyang, "he!"

"He?"

When Tianhuan looked at Su Ziyang, he looked sluggish, scared and died.

"Supreme puppet?"

Tianhuan couldn't help screaming.

This sound attracted the attention of others, and their faces changed slightly.

"Oh, my God, what a supreme puppet! This is trouble!"

"What? The ancestor of blood dream has refined the supreme puppet. It seems that we must unite with the heart devouring Pavilion!"

Such a voice sounded in Tianhuan's ear.

For these voices, Tianhuan just smiled as if he hadn't heard one side, "respectfully respect the blood dream ancestor, and even received the supreme puppet. It seems that the heart of the ancestor's dream must be something in the bag!"

"Ha ha, thank you for your words!"

The ancestor of blood dream laughed happily without any disguise.

Tianhuan took people away and returned to his position.

"Lao Zu, blood dream Pavilion is a supreme puppet, which will cause great suppression to us!"

"Lao Zu, let's join forces to bite the heart pavilion?"

Seeing the anxious look of the people, Tianhuan's father raised his mouth and pointed his fingers at the people.

When they leaned down behind them, they began to whisper.

As soon as they heard it, their eyes kept shining.

"What? Grandpa, you said the supreme puppet was false?"

"Shh, keep your voice down!"

Tianhuan made a silent gesture to signal everyone to keep quiet.

"Xuemeng can deceive others, but not me. The supreme seal on the puppet's eyebrows is false. If I guess correctly, it must be painted by Xuemeng himself!" said Tianhuan.

"Great, Lao Zu. What should we do?"

"Naturally, we can't tear him down. We must pretend to unite with the heart devouring Pavilion, and then let them fight with the heart devouring Pavilion. We'll just wait and see what happens!" Tianhuan said.

"High, it's really high. It's the best to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight and make a profit!"

"Lao Zu's wisdom is beyond our reach!"

Such a horse beating sound keeps ringing.

Hearing Tianhuan's ears, he couldn't help raising his mouth and looked proud.

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