The first generation of the Lord of the Supervisory Palace turned into nothingness and died completely, having contributed his last strength to the Supervisory Palace.
Although he is old and strong, he is no match for the demon puppet and cannot prevent the destruction of the Overwatch Palace.
At this moment, Fang Lin's eyes were already fixed on Situ Zheng and Ding Yulong.
The two of them were stared at by Fang Lin, and they suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, covered with ice from head to toe.
Even the first-generation Supervisory Palace Master was no match for the Demon of the Long Family, and the two of them were even more unable to face the Demon of the Long Family.
"Fang Lin, you have committed a serious crime, why don't you stop?" Situ Zheng shouted suddenly.
Fang Lin was expressionless: "I don't think I did anything wrong. This Supervisory Hall is no longer the original Supervisory Hall. It is rotten from top to bottom and needs to be reformed."
"Even if the Overwatch Hall needs reform, it's not your turn to do it. You destroyed the Overwatch Hall, and even if your master is Tiankui Su Lao, he can't protect you!" Situ Zheng said with an extremely ugly expression.
Fang Lin smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter. What I did has made a great contribution to the Dan League. Not only will the Dan League not punish me, but they will also praise me greatly."
Situ Zheng and Ding Yulong's eyes changed completely, looking at Fang Lin like a madman.
A group of supervisory messengers also looked at Fang Lin in disbelief. Is this guy really crazy? How could he say such shocking words
You burned down the Supervisory Palace and seriously injured the three palace masters. I am afraid that no one in the past has gone too far than you. It would be unreasonable for the Dan Alliance not to severely punish you.
"Demon puppet, kill them both." Fang Lin said lightly.
The black-clothed dragon moved when he saw Kong, and with a strong demonic aura, he appeared in front of Situ Zheng and Ding Yulong in an instant.
"You actually want to kill us and two others?" Situ Zheng shouted, but he showed no fear.
boom!
Fang Lin didn't say anything, but the demon puppet would not stop. With a palm strike, the violent demonic energy knocked Situ Zheng and Ding Yulong flying away.
Ding Yulong, who had only half of his body left, was beaten to death on the spot, and his head was smashed by force.
But Situ Zheng used the treasure at the critical moment. The purple light condensed around his body and blocked the demon puppet's palm, and he barely saved his life.
Seeing this, the demon puppet continued to chase Situ Zheng.
The master of the supervisory hall had his arm broken, and he was being chased with no way to go to the sky or to the earth. He was in such a miserable and embarrassing situation.
Situ Zheng gritted his teeth and looked extremely ferocious. He did not expect that he would end up in such a situation.
Originally, he was the high-ranking master of the Supervisory Palace, controlling the conviction and punishment of countless alchemists in the Alchemy Alliance, but at this moment, he could not even control his own life.
The shadow of death hangs over Situ Zheng's head. Ever since he became the master of the Supervisory Hall, he has not felt this suffocating sense of crisis for many years.
If he had a choice, Situ Zheng would never agree to Tiangang Su Lao coming to house arrest Fang Lin. If he had known that Fang Lin was a lunatic, he should not have accepted this hot potato.
Now it's fine. Not only was his supervisory hall burned down to a disgraceful state, but his own life was about to end.
If he had known this, Situ Zheng would not have placed Fang Lin under house arrest in the Supervisory Hall. It would have been better to have sent this plague god out as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, the big mistake has been made. Even if Situ Zheng has endless regrets, it is difficult to change the current situation.
When the demon puppet came, Situ Zheng trembled all over and suddenly threw the treasure in his hand.
This is a purple spar, with a drop of blood seemingly sealed inside it, and an extremely powerful aura permeates it.
The demon puppet shattered the purple spar with one palm and released the purple blood in the spar.
When Situ Zheng saw this, he felt happy. This drop of purple blood was the precious thing he kept at the bottom of the box. If it hadn't been for the purple blood, Situ Zheng would have been killed by the demon puppet along with Ding Yulong.
Purple blood floated in the air, and the breath it released immediately made the demon puppet feel threatened.
Obviously, this purple blood definitely comes from a strong person, and it is not an ordinary strong person. Perhaps the owner of this drop of purple blood is not much weaker than Long Jiankong.
Buzz
I saw this drop of purple blood shining brightly, purple light shining in all directions, and a faint violent aura seeping out.
Suddenly, a finger emerged from the purple blood and headed towards the demon puppet with a vague aura.
This finger is also purple, it is the condensed power of this drop of purple blood, and it is the incarnation of the will of an absolutely strong man.
A drop of purple blood can create a martial arts style.
The demon puppet felt the threat from the purple finger, and with the demonic energy surging all over his body, he suddenly punched out with a shocking punch.
The next moment, the purple fingers and the black fist collided with each other.
The fierce demonic energy spread everywhere, and the purple finger suddenly collapsed after being supported for a moment by Long Jiankong's extremely fierce punch.
The purple blood's light dimmed and its aura weakened, obviously consuming the little power within it.
After all, Long Jiankong is Long Jiankong. He can be called a peerless strong man in the contemporary era. There is no doubt about his strength.
Although the purple blood is extraordinary, it is just a drop of blood. No matter how extraordinary it is, it does not have much power after all.
Unless you are at the level of the most powerful person in ancient times, a drop of blood has great power.
Obviously, this drop of purple blood has not reached that level yet.
The purple blood dissipated and completely lost its power, while Situ Zheng lost his registration card.
When Demon Puppet Dragon saw Kong Kong, he did not forget Fang Lin's order and once again attacked Situ Zheng who was escaping in a hurry.
As soon as his palm fell, blood spurted out from Situ Zheng's mouth. He suddenly fell down and was probably about to die.
At this moment, figures came rushing from the sky in the distance.
Fang Lin squinted his eyes and saw the figures flying towards him. He was not surprised at all. On the contrary, he smiled.
"Since there's already a commotion, let's make it bigger and turn this Dan Alliance and the nine countries upside down!" Fang Lin murmured, and with a wave of his hand, the demon puppet returned behind him, like Fang Fang. Lin's shadow.
Those figures finally came closer. They were none other than several elders and masters from the Dan Alliance.
Elder Tiankui was among them. When they came to the top of the Supervisory Hall and saw the scene below, their expressions changed drastically and they gasped. They couldn't believe what they saw.
Even though the elders were used to seeing ups and downs, they were still shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.
The Overwatch Palace is gone? And it looked like it had been burned by a fire. It was devastated and in pieces.
"Oh my god, what happened here?" A strong man from the Dan Alliance had trembling lips and a face full of shock.