I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

"Holy Lord, what do you mean by that?"

Su Zhan's face was full of displeasure: "Isn't the sword technique I created strong?"

powerful?

Really strong.

If you're not careful, you can kill yourself.

This kind of swordsmanship can be called unprecedented. Others' swordsmanship is to kill the enemy. Your swordsmanship even kills yourself. Can you be strong?

Mo Wentian slandered in his heart and said, "It's not a question of strength, it's mainly because it's not suitable!

Your physique is different from ours. You created the exercises based on your own. Where did we cultivate them? "

"That's your problem."

Su Zhan was still a little unhappy, and said: "The Yanshen formula was not created by me, but left by the puppet emperor. Do you want to cultivate or not, you can decide for yourself!"

"Puppet Emperor stayed?"

Mo Wentian was startled: "Have you obtained the inheritance of the Puppet Emperor?"

"Yup!"

Su Zhan nodded: "There is also puppet art... But after I took a look, I found that the puppet emperor didn't want too many people to learn it, so I won't spread it out. It can be regarded as respecting the wishes of a person who has been dead for more than 100,000 years! "

Hearing Su Zhan's words, the eyes of those holy kings who were still evading immediately lit up.

"It's actually the spiritual power cultivation method inherited by the emperor!"

"The young master is really lucky, and he has really obtained the inheritance of the puppet emperor that no one has obtained for tens of thousands of years!"

"Young Master, I was wrong, I actually like cultivating spiritual power!"

"Hey, I want to print a copy too!"

...

As soon as they heard that this exercise was not created by Su Zhan, but left by Emperor Puppet, those holy kings rushed over enthusiastically.

After they are printed.

Su Zhan thought of something, waved his hand, and released Puppet Seventeen.

It has been seven or eight days since the Emperor Puppet Ruins came out.

Although most of the time was on the road,

But he was not idle on the road, and he had completely repaired Seventeen.

This is also impossible.

Although the puppets in the Moyu Ring Cave can refine weapons, refine pills, and repair the puppets.

But they are all relatively low-level. Like a psychic puppet like Seventeen, they can't even connect even one of the inscriptions. They can only repair the surface scars and connect the wrist.

Su Zhan can't come by himself, I'm afraid he can only count on Seventeen to repair himself.

"Su Zhan, this is..."

Seeing the humanoid puppet Seventeen, Mo Wentian was a little surprised.

"This is Seventeen, a puppet."

With that said, Su Zhan turned his head to Seventeen and said, "Did you see clearly? This is the Holy Master of our Holy Land.

If he is in danger in the future and I am not there, you have to rescue him!

And, in special cases, you can also hear things on the command line. "

"I know my master."

Seventeen nodded, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he directly recorded Mo Wentian's image.

"Su Zhan, are you kidding me again?"

Mo Wentian pointed at Seventeen and couldn't help laughing: "I am in danger, he is a puppet, can he still save me?"

"He can."

Su Zhan nodded.

"Oh?"

Mo Wentian smiled even more happily: "You mean, this puppet's strength is similar to ours?"

Su Zhan said truthfully: "I don't know anything else, but Seventeen should at least be able to draw a tie with the Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation, and the possibility of the Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation being defeated is quite high!"

"This thing, can defeat the Holy Master of the Eastern Wilderness?"

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, then he laughed loudly: "Su Zhan, you're not—"

boom!

Before the words were finished, a power suddenly erupted from Puppet Seventeen, and all the holy kings who were suppressed could not lift their heads!

"Take your master's word, he is an honest and good man."

Seventeen said blankly.

Mo Wentian's voice came to an abrupt end, and he felt a little bit stronger than Li Yuandong, the Holy Master of the Eastern Wasteland, and he was dumbfounded.

"Sure enough, puppets only tell the truth."

Hearing Shi Qi say that he is a good person, Su Zhan smiled slightly: "Let's go Shi Shi, I'll take you to see my guardian and pet."

After he finished speaking, the wings of wind and thunder appeared behind him, and with a light fan, it turned into an electric light and disappeared.

On the other hand, the puppet seventeen had its legs slightly bent. Then suddenly force.

"boom!"

Cracks appeared on the ground under his feet, and he also turned into a golden light and followed Su Zhan away.

"He He……"

Watching Su Zhan and Puppet leave, Mo Wentian asked Tang Wujian somewhat unacceptably, "He's not really that strong, is he?"

"……it is true."

Tang Wujian was a little helpless: "Although it sounds nonsense, that puppet does have a bit stronger power than the Holy Master of the Eastern Wilderness!"

"This, this, this..."

Mo Wentian felt a little uncomfortable and clutched his chest.

This is so special!

If you can't beat Su Zhan's pervert, that's fine!

it's good now.

Even his puppet can't beat it!

This Holy Master deserves... no majesty!

Mo Wentian felt depressed.

Tang Wujian comforted: "Holy Master, don't think too much, it's normal for a puppet who can't beat him now, as long as you practice hard, then..."

Tang Wujian originally wanted to say, "That will definitely defeat his puppet easily".

But he immediately thought that this guy Su Zhan has only been practicing for a year, and his puppet will naturally be transformed as his strength becomes stronger, so he changed his mouth and said: "In that case, maybe you even have Su Zhan's pet. Can't beat it?"

"Tang Wujian, you are looking for a fight!"

Mo Wen's weather was not light, and as soon as he squeezed his fist, he would beat Tang Wujian severely.

But Tang Wujian was already ready, hehe smiled and turned into a sword light and escaped.

"Holy Master, don't be too obsessed, keep an eye out, this guy Su Zhan has only been like this in a million years in the spiritual world, what's the competition with him!"

Hearing Tang Wujian's words, Mo Wentian also shook his head.

Who is fighting him?

It's just that, after cultivating hard for thousands of years, the result is not as good as a puppet that Su Zhan subdued... Who can stand it?

well!

That's it!

Mo Wentian sighed in his heart and didn't think about it any more, and his face became solemn: "I ordered Li Ping to come to see me quickly, with the clues provided by Su Zhan, this time, we must find the hiding place of the Blood Devil God. Dig it out!"

...

Cut Tianfeng.

Su Zhan just landed.

Tang Liuxue happily greeted him.

"Your Highness!"

"Um."

Su Zhan nodded and said, "This is the puppet Seventeen, Seventeen, this is my Taoist protector, Tang Liuxue, she is also the protected object."

"Daoist, Tang Liuxue."

Seventeen eyes flashed with golden light, remembering it.

"Owner!"

At this moment, Lei Shi Xiaobubai also ran over.

"This is my pet, Xiao Bubai."

Su Zhan spoke again.

"Spiritual pet, little white."

Seventeen recorded again.

Tang Liuxue and Lei Shi felt the terrifying energy contained in Puppet Seventeen's body that could easily destroy them, and they watched with some fear.

"By the way, Seventeen, when you were on this mountain, if you found out that Tang Liuxue had made a mistake..."

"Kill her?"

Seventeen asked.

"You are a puppet, why are you so cruel?"

Su Zhan was a little unhappy: "Of course I want to remind her, help her, protect her, and report it to me!"

"Oh, I see!"

Seventeen nodded.

Su Zhan looked at Lei Shi and said, "If I find out that Lei Shi Xiaobubai has made a mistake..."

"I see."

Seventeen said solemnly: "Remind it, help it, protect it, and report to you master!"

"Do not."

Su Zhan shook his head.

"Kill it to death!"