Chapter 647 Life Puppet

The abyss of death! Temple of death!

After receiving Heavenly Water's affirmative answer, Jing Yan took a long breath.

This Temple of death, even the abyss of death, has existed for tens of thousands of years. It is said that Temple of death was built not long after the Divine race came to this human world.

After tens of thousands of years, Temple of death still stands here.

"I don't know if there are any clues on how to leave the abyss of death in Temple of death." Jing Yan's most urgent wish was to leave the abyss of death and return to Tianyuan continent.

He had been in the abyss of death for more than seven years.

I'm afraid in Tianyuan continent, I was already considered dead! It would be impossible to return on a never-ending path, unless Temple of death opened more than 60 years later.

"The ancient family!" Jing Yan felt a chill at the thought of the The ancient family.

If he could leave the abyss of death alive, jing yan would not let the The ancient family go. He wants the The ancient family, blood for blood!

"Little guy, you're finally here!"

Just then, a sudden voice came, and Jing Yan was startled.

Although Jing Yan saw the outline of Temple of death, he really didn't see anyone standing in front of Temple of death. At this moment, hearing the sound, Jing Yan's eyes suddenly condensed, and then faintly saw a faint figure hundreds of meters away.

When he was fighting with the puppets, Jing Yan had guessed that they might be controlled.

But at this moment, when he really saw someone, Jing Yan was still shocked.

What is this place?

This is the abyss of death! Now that the abyss of death is closed, it is almost impossible for the Holy Land to enter, so how did the person who spoke come in?

Perhaps there was only one possibility, and that was the speaker, who was originally from within Temple of death.

At this moment, even Heavenly Water in the small world of the universe was shocked.

He had entered Temple of death more than once when he was alive, but he had never seen anyone in Temple of death.

"Little fellow, you are very good at fighting!"

"It really surprises me to come to my place where I can defeat bronze or even silver armored guards with the cultivation of a regional realm." Old Seven continued to speak to jing yan.

"May I ask who the senior is?" Jing Yan showed a respectful attitude.

"I am not a senior. I am only a golden guard of Temple of death and the seventh guard." Old Seven replied.

Old Seven's answer puzzled Jing Yan.

Just now, this man mentioned that he had defeated the bronze and silver guards. Jing yan could understand. The puppets were the bronze and gold guards. But then, he said he was a golden guard.

Could it be that the person who spoke was also a puppet?

But how could this be a puppet? Puppets have no life and no thoughts. How can they talk and talk like normal people?

"Little fellow, you have unlocked the seal of the The Ring of the Universe and obtained the inheritance of your master. You are the inheritor of your master. But even so, you still need to beat me. If you can defeat me, I'll let you go." When Jing Yan guessed what the other party was, Old Seven's voice came again.

This sentence made it even harder for Jing Yan to calm down.

Is the other party really a puppet? How could he know that he had unlocked the seal of the The Ring of the Universe?

It seemed that the The Ring of the Universe belonged to the owner of the other party. And the first divine power of the sky within the heavenly ring should be the inheritance left by the other party's master.

It had to be said that what Jing Yan had guessed was basically the same as the truth.

"My lord, I just want to leave the abyss of death!" Jing Yan was not sure about the other party's strength. If he could not do it, Jing Yan really did not want to do it.

If you want to leave here, the first step is to defeat me. Even if I can't defeat you, then you won't be able to leave unless Temple of death opens and the great array of the guardian temple closes." Old Seven directly killed Jing Yan's hope.

Jing Yan knew that what the other party was talking about was probably the formation that shrouded the abyss of death. The previous dead air and space cutting power were both attack properties of the array.

"Defeat you, and you can go out?" Jing yan narrowed his eyes.

"Jing Yan, you can only depend on yourself. I can't help you. Go ahead and kill him!" Heavenly Water encouraged Jing Yan.

"Whoosh!"

"Holy Light Swordsmanship!"

"Nothingness!"

Since there was no way to avoid it, there was only war.

"Little fellow, this is not enough!"

Jing Yan could only feel his body sinking into a swamp when he heard his voice. Then, an unmatched force swept over.

"Boom!"

Jing Yan was thrown out by the force of terror.

At the same time, Jing Yan also saw that the other party did not use any weapons, but simply slapped himself.

And I can't even stop a slap from the other party. However, Jing Yan found that the other party's attack was really not vitality, but another kind of power. It seems that the other party could really be a puppet, a living puppet.

Fortunately, he was already on guard and operated the pure yang spirit before launching the attack. Otherwise, he would have been severely injured by this time.

"This little guy is really good! Old Seven, he can stop you!" Laoliu tutted.

Jing yan was alarmed when he heard lai liu's words. A hundred meters away, there was actually another person.

From what he meant, it seemed that Old Seven was the one who was fighting him.

"Laoliu, can you shut up?" Old Seven responded impatiently.

"Old Seven, come back and let me play with this little guy!" Laoliu dodged and rushed towards jing yan. A hundred meters away, that is, in an instant, Laoliu came close to Jing Yan.

"Sword intent!" Jing Yan's body shook, and he was really scared. The long sword in his hand cut out, and the sword was enveloped.

Old Seven is already so strong, how strong is Laoliu? At least, it's not worse than old seven, is it? Even an old seven king yan was no match for him, let alone another Laoliu.

The Holy Light Swordsmanship with sword intent was slaughtered out. Jing yan didn't even look at the result. He thought and entered the small world of the universe.

"Hoo! Whoosh!" Jing Yan was panting heavily.

"Too strong!"

"Now that I have done my best, I can't defeat the six, the seven!" Jing Yan looked helpless.

As his mind moved, Jing Yan separated a wisp of spirit from the small world and infiltrated it. He wanted to see what the two suspected puppets, Laoliu and Old Seven, would do to the The Ring of the Universe after he entered the small world of the universe.

"Laoliu!" Old Seven roared and looked at Laoliu angrily.

"Look, you scared that little guy, didn't you? Now that he's done, he's back in the ring of the universe." Old Seven yelled at old six.

"Hmph, even if I don't come over, he will still hide in the ring of heaven and earth." Laoliu said stubbornly.

"At least not right away, right? By the way, why did that little fellow feel a sense of world pressure when he attacked?" Old Seven changed the subject.

"Yes, he did. His attack on me was very strange. However, it was different from the power of the law. It could not be so strong, but there was a little bit of that smell. Could it be that he, a martial artist in the realm of kings, could also use the power of the laws of heaven and earth?" Laoliu frowned and wondered.