"This place is the Bamboo Realm, and the towering giant tree is the Ancestral Bamboo. The Ancestral Bamboo has been set up with countless seals by the emperor. The tree spirits cannot escape and will not harm the masters. The masters can approach the Ancestral Bamboo.

Bamboo, rely on spiritual thoughts and the spirit of medicine to carefully diagnose diseases for the ancestral bamboo... huh?"

Bamboo Emperor was mid-sentence when he suddenly paused.

His words were all interrupted by the urgent sound of the voice transmission sound in the storage bag.

The Bamboo Emperor took out the Yin Gui, and when he heard the sound transmission from it, his expression remained calm, but there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

He turned his head and gave some instructions to the Sixth Elder and King Baili, and then apologized to all the alchemists including Ning Fan,

"I'm sorry, something happened in Jishui City. The palace master and elder don't know how to deal with it, so I ordered my emperor to return to deal with it."

"The Emperor will leave the Bamboo Realm for the time being. There are two elders left here who will be responsible for protecting the masters. After the Emperor has finished handling the secular affairs in the city, he will return here to pick up the masters and return to the Bamboo Palace. During this period, please invite the masters

Let's work together to diagnose and treat the cause of Zu Zhu's illness, and discuss a way to treat Zu Zhu's illness..."

After the Bamboo Emperor finished speaking, he didn't say much to the crowd. He just flashed out of the light, returned to the original route, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He was not worried that these alchemists were plotting against Zu Zhu, nor was he worried that Zu Zhu would harm these alchemists.

The countless seals he planted with his own hands are enough to seal the ancestral bamboo tree spirit and prevent the tree spirit from harming the alchemist here.

He left the Six Elders and King Baili to monitor the alchemists. Although there were other people from Shuhai among these alchemists, they were all cultivators of void refining and god transformation, and could not cause trouble under the eyes of the two elders.

The Bamboo Emperor...left!

The moment the Bamboo Emperor left, the uneasiness that had been lingering in Ning Fan's heart reached its peak at this moment!

At this moment, there is an unprecedented strange turmoil in Jishui City.

At this moment, a huge change also occurred in the bamboo world!

"die!"

King Baili's eyes suddenly turned blood red. He raised his right palm and turned it into a bloody tiger's claw. He attacked with one claw and pressed it against the Sixth Elder's vest!

The power of this claw is comparable to a shattering blow!

During the sneak attack, the Sixth Elder Ling Zhuzi was unprepared and was seriously injured by King Baili's claw. He fell into the sky like a kite with its string broken.

After finally regaining his balance, Ling Zhuzi swallowed the sweet blood in his throat and glared at King Baili in shock and fury.

"Eighth Elder, what do you mean?"

Not long after the Bamboo Emperor left, King Baili suddenly took action and severely injured the Six Elders. His attack seemed to have been prepared for a long time, as if he had already known that the Bamboo Emperor would leave for some reason, leaving him an opportunity to sneak attack on the Six Elders...

Ning Fan's eyes were startled. He had always thought that King Baili only had a plot against him, so he did all kinds of weird things.

The moment the Bamboo Emperor left, he was wary of King Baili, fearing that King Baili would join forces with the six elders to attack him.

But Ning Fan never expected that the first person to be attacked by King Baili was not him, but Ling Zhuzi, who was also an elder!

Not only was Ning Fan unable to figure out King Baili's motives, but Ling Zhuzi, who was attacked by surprise, was shocked and stunned.

Ling Zhuzi couldn't figure out why King Baili would attack him. He had no grudges with King Baili!

Moreover, if King Baili attacks Ning Fan, it will only be regarded as a personal enmity. Even if he kills Ning Fan, the Bamboo Emperor will only scold Baili a few words and will not punish King Baili.

But if King Baili takes action against him as the eighth elder, the nature will be different.

If you hurt your colleagues in the Bamboo Palace, no matter what, the Bamboo Emperor will not spare King Baili lightly!

"Why did you sneak attack on me? Give me a reason!" Ling Zhuzi asked angrily.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, Ling Zhuzi stalled for time and secretly swallowed the healing elixir to recover the injuries in his body and be wary of King Baili's next attack.

"What's the reason... I have been ordered by my master to kill all the cultivators in this world, unlock the spirit of the ancestral bamboo, release the evil beast of evil, overthrow the Eastern Bamboo, and destroy the Bamboo Palace! This is the reason why I take action.

, you can die!"

King Baili's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he kept sneering, like a ruthless killer.

But in the deepest part of his eyes, there was a trace of struggle and pain... He didn't want to hurt anyone in Zhudian, he didn't want to betray Zhudian, he didn't want to embarrass Baili, but he couldn't control his body!

His body obeyed its master's command to kill everyone here, but his heart could not resist!

He is manipulated like a puppet, and all his words and deeds are under the surveillance of his master...

His situation is even worse than that of a puppet...a puppet has no memory and cannot grieve.

He has memory and consciousness!

He was once manipulated as a puppet, killed all his people, and turned all his people into living puppets. At that moment, he was in pain!

Following his master's orders, he sent people to assassinate Ning Fan.

However, he still had some consciousness and did not fully implement his master's orders. None of the assassins sent had the strength to kill Ning Fan.

Those killers he sent were just people sent to die.

Those killers are all living puppets, all members of his clan, and are being manipulated by others just like him!

He sent his tribesmen to die with only one motive... to let the tribesmen who had been reduced to living puppets be freed after death!

King Baili looked at Ning Fan again, with a hint of begging in his eyes.

He wanted to beg Ning Fan to kill him and free him, but this sentence was against his will and could not be uttered.

He has sent out war invitations several times, implying that Ning Fan would kill his clan members and himself...

At this moment, what King Baili was thinking about was to die at the hands of Ning Fan and escape from this fate of being a puppet.

But his body refused to obey and rushed towards Ling Zhuzi. He raised his hand and offered a huge millstone magic weapon, vowing to kill Ling Zhuzi here!

"Looking for death! Bai Li! Although you have the invincible cultivation level of Guiyuan, it is just wishful thinking to kill Void-shattering monks like me!"

Ling Zhuzi laughed angrily, raised his hand and held up a golden whisk, preparing to counterattack King Baili.

Each alchemist did not dare to show his anger, and retreated thousands of miles in the sky, fearing that they would be affected by the fight between the two.

The uneasy feeling in Ning Fan's heart became stronger and stronger.

The moment Ling Zhuzi held up the golden whisk, Sun Yu, who had been quiet and motionless, suddenly rushed behind Ling Zhuzi.

He held a silver jade slip in his hand and suddenly pressed it to pieces.

The next moment, the illusory figure of a silver-haired old man flew out of the silver jade slip.

The moment the silver-haired old man appeared, the warning signs in Ning Fan's heart reached their peak!

The silver-haired old man didn't even look at Ning Fan. Perhaps in his opinion, the person who needed to be killed most immediately was not Ning Fan, but Ling Zhuzi.

"The art of mourning and the creation of puppets!"

The silver-haired old man pointed at Ling Zhuzi's vest. His appearance was beyond Ling Zhuzi's expectation!

The silver-haired old man's finger turned into countless thin silver threads, piercing into the flesh and blood of Ling Zhuzi's vest!

The moment they penetrated Ling Zhuzi's vest, those thin threads seemed to turn into blood-sucking leeches, sucking fiercely into Ling Zhuzi's body, sucking away half of his spiritual power!

Ling Zhuzi, who was already seriously injured, suddenly lost half of his spiritual power, and his breath immediately became weak.

He painfully activated the whisk magic weapon to repel King Baili's millstone, turned around, and glared at the silver-haired old man!

"Wan Changkong...it's you...who's here today. I don't know which of your twelve points of concentration it is..."

"You don't need to know!"

The silver-haired old man suddenly pulled the silver thread, completely absorbing the power of Ling Zhuzi's soul.

The next moment, Ling Zhuzi's eyes became hollow and turned into a zombie-like creature. He actually knelt down to the silver-haired old man in the sky.

Ling Zhuzi was unwilling to give in. Deep in his soul, there was a strong unwillingness to bow down to Wan Changkong!

But his will could not be conveyed to his body. The moment he became a living puppet, he had become Wan Changkong's puppet, with no possibility of resistance anymore...

"He...he is Wan Changkong! He is Wan Changkong, the 'Puppet Emperor' of the West Shuhai Sea! He possesses twelve Shattering Void Distracting Gods!" The Cangsheng Tree Master was shocked.

"Puppet Emperor... such a long-standing title. I didn't expect anyone in the tree world would remember it."

The silver-haired old man smiled coldly and moved countless thin and invisible threads between his fingers.

Beside him stood the three puppets of King Baili, Sun Yu, and Ling Zhuzi!

Zhu Hong, who was standing with many alchemists, laughed loudly and flew behind the silver-haired old man.

"Elder Wan, in the future you will need to use the power of my medicine soul to unblock the evil beast Nili. Now you need to protect me. I don't need to take action to kill the alchemist here, right?" Zhu Hongxiao asked

road.

"You don't need to take action, there is an old man sitting here who is in pieces and distracted, enough to sweep away!"

The silver-haired old man suddenly glanced at Ning Fan and sneered,

"You are Lu Bei? Is it you who captured Teng Xianrou? I am very curious, how could you capture Teng Xianrou, who is in the realm of breaking the void, with your cultivation in the realm of refining the void? Your strength should not be weak...

.hehe..."

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

The moment Wan Changkong sneered, countless thin silver threads suddenly appeared at the feet of all the alchemists.

Each of the fifth-level and sixth-level alchemists had no chance to resist, and were all stabbed into their bodies by thin threads.
To be continued...