When facing the white puppet, the two intermediate-level heavenly kings of the Holy Sect were suppressed by its aura and did not dare to move.

Even Lin Yuan, who was at the seventh level of the Heavenly Lord, had a serious look on his face.

Suppress the whole crowd!

The moment this white puppet appeared, the water flow within several miles around it stopped flowing, as if it was frozen.

Everyone present could feel a terrifying aura surrounding their bodies.

"Bah!"

The white puppet let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice, and then rushed towards Han Yang.

"how so……"

Yuchi Lianhua couldn't understand.

Along the way, she and Han Yang were often the protectors of the mausoleum.

Those in the Holy Religion are the destroyers.

Moreover, the other puppets did not attack Han Yang at all.

However, this most powerful white puppet seemed to be going crazy, leaving the people of the Holy Cult to kill Han Yang instead of attacking.

"Li Xuanyu!"

Yuchi Lianhua didn't understand the reason, but Han Yang instantly thought of a possibility.

Li Xuanyu may have been inside the mausoleum and offended this white puppet.

At this time, two powers belonging to Li Xuanyu were sealed between Han Yang's eyebrows.

The white puppet discovered these two forces, which triggered a riot.

"ha……"

Such an unexpected reversal made Lin Yuan burst into laughter.

While laughing, he winked at the other two Holy Cult warriors.

The two of them immediately rushed towards the mausoleum.

With Han Yang attracting firepower, they would not miss such a good opportunity.

Just when they were rushing towards the mausoleum, Han Yang pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

Soul Seal!

In the past, Han Yang used the soul-suppressing seal to seal others, but this time he used it to seal himself.

The ice and fire pattern between the eyebrows was instantly sealed by the soul-suppressing seal, and the aura disappeared without a trace.

boom!

The white puppet's fist stopped a few inches away from Han Yang's head.

The violent air current blew Han Yang's hair flying.

However, Han Yang didn't blink, just looking directly at the white puppet.

The white puppet's gem-encrusted eyes moved, seeming to be observing Han Yang.

"Ouch!"

Several golden puppets around them suddenly roared.

Only then did the white puppet wake up from the observation.

Buzz!

The figure flashed and rushed towards the mausoleum.

Naturally, Lin Yuan could not let the white puppet go.

The tip of the spear suddenly shook and met the white puppet.

boom!

boom!

boom!

One person and one puppet can exchange hundreds of moves in an instant.

The surrounding space keeps collapsing.

All the river water was turned into soot and ashes.

At this time, Han Yang took a step forward and appeared outside the mausoleum almost instantly.

"Go away!"

The expressions of the two holy kings were somewhat ferocious.

They saw Han Yang seal his cultivation with their own eyes.

The imperfect guy dared to draw his sword at them, and both of them sneered in their hearts.

However, just when he tried to attack Han Yang, the sound of gods and ghosts suddenly roared on the blade of the Buddha-killing knife.

The next moment, a phantom of a heavenly king-level god and ghost came roaring with Han Yang's blade.

"How is it possible...you obviously sealed yourself..."

When the two tried to escape again, it was already too late.

puff!

The light of the sword passed by, and the head flew up.

Two holy kings died under Han Yang's sword in a daze.

After the murder, Han Yang rushed towards the mausoleum without any hesitation.

Because Li Xuanyu's aura caused trouble, it was no longer possible for him to enter the mausoleum peacefully, so he could only break in when the white puppet was dragged by Lin Yuan.

When Lin Yuan saw this scene, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

If he had known this, he might as well have let the white puppet rush back to the mausoleum.

It's a pity that I am now entangled with the white puppet.

Even if he wanted to stop, it would be impossible.

He could only watch Han Yang's figure disappear in the mausoleum.

Yuchi Lianhua was dumbfounded by the sudden change.

Han Yang's endless tricks astonished her.

She and Shengjiao Tianjun were equally puzzled.

Han Yang had clearly sealed his power, so why could he kill Tianjun with one strike?

It feels like... after sealing, it seems like it has become stronger?

"How many secrets does this guy hide..."

Yuchi Lianhua did not rush into the mausoleum with Han Yang, but blocked the mausoleum and did not allow other holy warriors to enter.

…

Inside the mausoleum.

A long crystal channel.

Ambilight.

Stunningly beautiful.

Han Yang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

This Yangji master really worked hard for his fellow Taoists.

Such a colorful crystal channel clearly belongs to a woman's taste.

It is completely built according to the preferences of Yinji Zhenren.

What a passionate person.

tread!

tread!

Han Yang stepped forward.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the lonely crystal passage.

After just a few steps, two lights lit up on one side of the passage.

A golden puppet embedded on the wall suddenly opened its eyes, glanced at Han Yang coldly, and then closed its eyes again.

On both sides of the crystal channel are these puppets.
To be continued...