In the hearts of the disciples of Anyou Palace.
The corpse puppet is the secret weapon of the Dark Palace.
Invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire.
A must-have for robbing houses and killing people!
Can…
The corpse puppet actually...
It was hooked by this invisible silver thread.
Just fell to the ground and couldn't get up
What about invulnerability
What about immortality? !
Fairy tales are all lies
The hearts of the disciples of Anyou Palace collapsed.
When facing Ye Qingluo, he was already subconsciously full of fear.
this fear.
Morale dropped.
No matter how many of them there are, they will definitely lose.
Feng Ling hid behind the crowd, and the facial features on her face were all distorted: "What are you doing in a daze! Take advantage of the dead puppets blocking those silver threads, go on! As long as you restrain the two of them, what are you afraid of? !"
The disciples of Anyou Palace are not ordinary people in the safe zone.
You can let the wind chime dictate.
In this frozen atmosphere, no one is willing to die.
A woman, even hiding behind the crowd, was still yelling behind the crowd.
Immediately, several Anyou Palace disciples grabbed Fengling's arm, and pulled him to the front without showing any sympathy.
"Aren't you going to go? Okay, let you trash, go first!"
Before life and death.
Beauty and everything are just floating clouds.
Moreover, most of the disciples who joined the Dark Palace came for strength.
No matter how beautiful the wind chimes are, they will not be sympathetic to them.
not to mention…
The heart of the wind chime is Emperor Moxuan.
She was very well protected by the emperor's grandma since she was a child.
Absolutely can't do it...
The kind of behavior that uses one's own beauty to flatter men.
On weekdays, Feng Ling has a lofty appearance, thinking that she is unattainable.
They, ordinary disciples of the Dark Palace, are not worthy of talking to her.
Therefore, Fengling is not popular among this dark force.
The wind chime was forcibly pulled to the front.
Footsteps are strewn with debris on the ground.
Her face was distorted, almost hideous.
"Let go! Let me go! Who dares to touch me! Do you know who I am! If something happens to me, my grandma will never let you go!"
Feng Ling struggled desperately, trying to break free from those people's grip.
But her strength is no match for the disciples of Anyou Palace.
Just when the wind chime was about to be pulled and bumped into Ye Qing's silver thread that fell in mid-air and swept across...
Suddenly, there was only a "bang" explosion outside.
Immediately there was a man's panicked shout: "It's bad, it's bad! The disciples of the emperor's palace have attacked the base! Hurry up! Let the dead puppet go up and block it!"
Disciple of the imperial palace
How come at this time? !
"This, this is premeditated! It's over, it's over!"
"Disciples of the Imperial Palace? Why did the disciples of the Imperial Palace come? How could they find the location of our base?"
"Most of the disciples and corpse puppets were taken away by Captain Elephant! What should we do!"
The disciples of the imperial palace yelled in disbelief.
They would never believe that this was not premeditated by the Imperial Palace!
Taking advantage of most of the disciples, they were taken out by Captain Xiang.
The two people in front of them secretly sneaked into the secret room to attract their attention.
Wait for them to call most of the disciples staying at the base to gather in the secret room.
The disciples of the imperial palace began to pounce!
They're... totally powerless!
"No, no... We must not sit still!"
"What should we do? Leave the chamber first! Let's leave first!"