Demonic Puppet

His answer was so powerful and determined that the absolute beauty and the strong man were a little shocked.

The absolute beauty looked Jian Wushuang deep in his eyes, and roared in a low voice, "Demon Thirteen!"

Clang... The ground in front of Jian Wushuang suddenly tore open. Then a human-shaped demonic puppet wearing a greenish black battle suit appeared.

The demonic puppet held one sword in each hand, but he didn't give out any breath.

"You said you can match your father, but it's easier said than done. This demonic puppet is the weakest one among all the demonic puppets in the Ancestor's Land, so as long as you defeat it, I will approve of your strength and allow you to take the Ancestor's Land's trial."

"But if you can't beat this demonic puppet, you'd better get your ass out of here," said the absolute beauty in a cold tone.