Infinite Hextech, I roam freely across the heavens.

Chapter 130 Hundred Forms of Guanyin

Although he is a demigod, his power lies in his puppets. Now, he is having a lot of headaches because he keeps encountering crazy people who don't consider the consequences.

At this moment, he even felt a little regretful. If he had known that Meng Li was like a madman, he would not have taken advantage of her. He would have preferred to slowly grind her down in the Flames of Reincarnation.

He had no intention of fighting Meng Li to the death. How could ceramics compete with tiles? His eyes flickered, and his intention to retreat became increasingly obvious.

"Master, a soul aura is moving this way from afar."

"Oh?"

Some surprises.

After all, Azra clearly had some plan in mind for placing the two puppets at a distance, and given the current situation, the fact that he actually let one of them approach on its own initiative must be suspicious.

Soon, Meng Li understood the other party's intention.

Just as he had almost finished clearing out the B-grade puppets that were blocking his way, that aura approached.

A short old man appeared before him.

His body was covered in bloodstains, and a slash cut diagonally across his body, almost severing him at the waist.

But facing this puppet that had clearly suffered countless brutal attacks and was already at its last gasp, Meng Li showed no sign of underestimation.

He sensed a strong sense of threat emanating from this nearly destroyed puppet.

Just then, Duan Yun's voice rang out.

"Master, another soul aura is moving outwards rapidly."

A feint attack?

Meng Li realized it in an instant.

The puppet before them had clearly been abandoned by Azra.

And at that very moment.

Lu Zhenchuan suddenly appeared in front of Meng Li.

At this point, only two or three B-level players remained on the field, still breathing. Although they were not dead, they were practically as good as dead.

Just like Lu Zhenchuan, whose chest was pierced by Meng Li's fist, and whose arm had long been twisted off by Meng Li and thrown away somewhere.

But somehow, he found himself standing in front of Meng Li again.

"Time and space... Great Forbidden Zone!"

Meng Li immediately sensed something was wrong. He slightly deflected the ghost technique he was about to use on the old man and instead struck Lu Zhenchuan directly.

There was no resistance whatsoever.

Under his attack, Lu Zhenchuan's already severely injured body was now hacked into a pile of minced meat from top to bottom.

But at the very moment of his death, a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

A talisman shattered at his chest.

A silvery-white restraint spread out from all sides.

Meng Li immediately sensed something was wrong.

The spacewalking that could originally be initiated instantly has now become more strenuous, and there is a slight delay when it is used.

At that very moment, as if he had rehearsed it countless times beforehand, the old man clasped his hands together in a prayer-like gesture.

Its already fragile flame of life was almost extinguished in that instant.

In return for this, what appeared before Meng Li was a towering statue of Guanyin.

"One Hundred Forms of Guanyin"

A golden beam of light condensed in the hand of the Guanyin statue.

"Zero Palm!!!"

An aged voice echoed in the air.

The next instant, as his words fell to the ground, the terrifying energy cannon suddenly blasted out.

The air was completely ignited, accompanied by a suffocating acrid smell, and the entire space seemed to distort due to the terrifying energy fluctuations.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying shockwave generated by the attack shook the land for dozens of miles around.

It was like a natural disaster.

The intense light gave Meng Li the feeling of facing a nuclear bomb... no, it was even more terrifying than that.

Because it is not just an attack on the body, but a double blow to both the body and the soul.

There's no escaping it.

It's not just because movement in space is restricted, but also because the beam of light itself carries a strange sense of being locked in place.

Meng Li had a premonition that if he couldn't instantly move out of the attack range of the beam of light, he would have no way to escape.

Clearly, Azra employed a double layer of protection to prevent him from dodging.

Seeing the terrifying attack before him, which far exceeded the level of B, Meng Li had given up struggling.

At this moment, he had a deep understanding of the power of A-rank. After all, this old man was just a nearly useless puppet of Azra. It was hard to imagine how strong he would be in his prime.

"A demigod, indeed powerful."

Before the words had even finished, the beam of light completely enveloped Meng Li.

"Did they kill him?"

Feeling the roar behind him, Azra couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even he had to admit that Meng Li was very strong; at least when he was at this level, he was definitely not as strong as Meng Li.

If it were a battle between equals, he would probably be dead by now.

Unfortunately, he was only grade A.

With such overwhelming strength, the opponent would have no chance of survival.

It's a pity about that puppet.

Although it was his own decision, Azra's face showed a hint of pain.

B-grade puppets are alright. Although they're not the worst consumables, they're definitely not rare either. You can easily catch a bunch by just wandering around other worlds.

But an A-level puppet is a completely different concept.

Even he only has two A-level puppets.

One of them was previously cut into nothingness by that blond madman, and this one, although still alive, is also seriously injured.

Originally, after finding the cycle of reincarnation in this world, he planned to use the power of reincarnation to help him recover from his injuries, but who would have thought that there would be a restriction in this naturally formed flame of reincarnation.

Having been tricked by this restriction, his injuries didn't heal much, and he wasted a lot of time. Later, when he found Meng Li to help him escape, this incident happened.

In a desperate act, he even released the last A-level puppet to block the enemy, sacrificing himself to take Meng Li down with him.

For a moment, he felt like the world was targeting him.

Fortunately, although his foundation had been completely destroyed, he at least survived.

He rose through the ranks from humble beginnings.

He's only keeping a low profile for now, and as a member of the Shadow of the Old Ones, it won't be too difficult for him to recover as long as he can go back.

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of comfort, and the heartache of losing the A-level puppet lessened.

But at this very moment...

boom!

With a sudden impact, his high-speed body came to a standstill, and then he was uncontrollably sent flying.

Enemy attack!

Azra reacted quickly.

He instinctively wanted to retaliate, but at that very moment, a second punch came flying in.

I sensed the familiar methods and the undisguised aura.

His pupils suddenly shrank to a single point.

"How is that possible!"

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It's important to know that his puppet was an A-rank. Even though the injuries might affect its combat power, after he used that self-destructive skill, the damage level of that skill definitely reached A-rank or even higher.