Of these two people, one of them was round and short, like an air bag.
The other man had a short head, a dull head, and a simple face, like an honest farmer.
The dull-headed monk was holding a slender iron rod in his left hand, which was engraved with many dense and complex lines. Silk threads burst out from the fingertips of his right hand, which were almost transparent.
Gather energy and become silk!
This is one of the five great heretical ways, the secret technique of the Puppet Sect.
Condensing the spiritual energy in the body's Dantian into silk threads, wrapping them around the puppets that one has sacrificed, one can control them from a distance and use the puppets to fight against the enemy.
And in the hands of this stupid monk, he was actually controlling five different puppets at the same time!
One of the puppets was extremely heavy, with a metallic luster all over its body. Every step it took would leave a deep footprint on the ground.
Every move, every move, every move is powerful and powerful!
There is also a puppet's body, which is made of unknown materials. It is almost transparent, as soft as water, and looks weak and weak.
The puppet was punched through the body by the war corpse on the opposite side, and the flesh and blood on its body squirmed and quickly repaired the wound.
The other puppet was covered in red, burning with blazing flames. Every move and every move carried scorching waves of air, and the surrounding air became extremely dry.
This stupid monk actually focused on five things. He cultivated five puppets, composed of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, with different attributes, and condensed them into an array, thus greatly increasing his combat power!
"Amazing."
The golden lion sighed in admiration.
Although most of the people in this group are monsters, they have fought with cultivators a lot, and they will have a judgment in their hearts about the cultivators' fighting power.
However, although this stupid monk has strong combat power and can control five puppets, he cannot withstand the crazy siege of dozens of war corpses!
The two of them were able to survive until now, all because of the golden elixir vision released by the fat man.
It was a turbid yellow river, mighty and mighty, filled with waves, exuding endless yin energy, which seemed to be able to wash away and wash away all the sins in the world!
There were many corpses floating in the yellow river.
"Woo!"
There seemed to be countless ghosts struggling and roaring.
On the surface of the river, ferocious and terrifying faces emerged!
This golden elixir phenomenon surrounded the two people, tightly protecting them in the middle, and created a wave of waves, blocking the rushing zombies.
These war corpses seemed to be quite afraid of the yellow river.
When yellow river water splashes onto the body of a war corpse, it will make a "sizzling" sound and curl up with green smoke.
The war corpse seemed to possess the spirit of life, exclaiming and retreating, hopping on the spot.
The terrifying blue-black eyes were slightly bulging and bloodshot, exuding a bit of fear.
"What's this?"
The little fox shuddered.
In front of the yellow river, she felt chills.
If Su Zimo and others hadn't stood in front of her, she might have retreated long ago.
"This is one of the ancient visions, the underworld!"
Su Zimo said slowly: "In the era when the ancient emperors came together, the Underworld Emperor dispersed his soul with supreme courage and determination, walked around the gate of hell, saw the underworld with his own eyes, and felt something in his heart, so he founded The golden elixir vision below!"
"According to legend, there is a dragon vein hidden deep in the underworld, which is extremely powerful! With this, the Hades Emperor created a peerless secret book, the "Shaking Dragon Sutra", which is also the first secret book for finding the dragon's acupoints!"
"Huh?"
Qingqing frowned slightly, looking thoughtful, and murmured softly: "This fat man looks familiar."
The turbid waves were so heavy that they affected their eyesight, but after looking at it for a while, Qingqing noticed something was wrong.
"It's the little fat guy from Piaomiao Peak!"
Qingqing exclaimed.
Over twenty years later, the little fat man has matured a lot, and his facial features have also undergone some changes, but his outline has remained the same.
"Yes, it's him."
Su Zimo nodded and said: "Another monk is also an old friend. He was originally a monk from Nanyue Sect. His name is Shi Jian. You don't recognize him."
The Hades Emperor once left a legacy on the Tianhuang Continent, and he is now the Tomb Sect, one of the five major evil ways!
In the primary ancient battlefield, the little fat man was taken away by people from the Tomb Sect.
Shi Jian became a member of the Puppet Sect, one of the five major sects.
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"Fat man, I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."
Shi Jian's face was pale and sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that his spiritual power was exhausted and he could no longer continue.
Controlling five puppets at the same time, although the combat power is powerful, the consumption of one's own spiritual power also increases exponentially!
"What are you talking about? Hold on, don't get distracted, we will definitely get away!"
The little fat man waved his plump fleshy palms to control the water of the underworld, constantly setting off waves to block the impact of the war corpses outside.
Having said that, the little fat man's underworld vision has begun to decline, its power has been reduced, and it has become unstable under the impact of many war corpses!
The little fat man said while fending off the zombies outside, "Do you know why I asked you for help this time?"
"Why?"
Shi Jian asked.
"you're so dumb!"
At this time, the little fat man was still very optimistic and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, stupid people are blessed. If you are so stupid, you must have a good life and a hard life! If I ask you for help, maybe you can get some light. .”
"You still have time to chat!"
A monk from the Corpse Refining Sect had a cold look on his face. He slapped his palm on the storage bag and sprinkled a cloud of earth-yellow powder with his hand, which fell on the corpse.
The little fat man took a sniff, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "It's a crazy zombie fan!"
Before he finished speaking, these war corpses stained with khaki powder suddenly burst into hysterical roars!
The body of the war corpse was bulging, and the clothes on his body were bursting. Veins appeared on his exposed body, neck, and cheeks.
It's like a winding snake lying on the surface of the skin, so hideous and terrifying!
While roaring, the zombie's mouth exuded a foul stench, and two pairs of sharp fangs sprouted from its upper and lower jaws, stained with blood, which made people shudder!
boom! boom! boom!
The power of these war corpses increased greatly, as if they were going crazy. They were not afraid of the power of the underworld and kept attacking the golden elixir vision of the little fat man, making a violent noise.
The underworld vision suddenly caused a tremor.
Huangquan River has even calmed down!
In the underworld, lonely souls and hungry ghosts are buried, and the corpses of gods and demons are buried!
But now, these dozens of war corpses are standing in the underworld, roaring to the sky, seeming to suppress the underworld, and the fierceness is overwhelming!
A flash of anger flashed across the little fat man's eyes.
The underworld vision has fallen to this point, suppressed by the dead body. If the Hades Emperor knew about it, he would probably explode with anger.
At this moment, a voice sounded, neither light nor heavy, but it drowned out the roar of the zombies and spread to every corner of the battlefield!
"A group of evil heretics who can't see the light of day, dare to act recklessly in this ancient battlefield where kings shed blood!"
Hearing this voice, the little fat man was shocked all over, and his eyes as big as peas widened with disbelief.
Shi Jian was panting, but there was also a look of suspicion on his face.
This voice seems to sound familiar.
"It's the boss!"
The little fat man exclaimed.
"Boss?"
Shi Jian was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Brother Su from Piaomiao Peak?"
"It can't be wrong!"
The little fat man held up the underworld vision, jumped up, and looked outside desperately. With an excited look, he waved his hand and said loudly: "Boss, I'm here, come and save me!"