Ye Qingluo glanced coldly, moved her fingertips, and took out a pill.
"I can't move my feet now, come and get the medicine."
The current Ye Qingluo is equivalent to an institution.
Once opened, the five high-level corpse puppets would rush towards them without hesitation.
Zi Qianqian was about to go over, but Ye Fengru firmly held her hand, with a pained look on his face, and an uncontrollable moan in pain.
"I'll go!" Nangong Lin gave Ye Fengru a distressed look, and rushed over anxiously.
Rushing in front of Ye Qingluo, Nangong Lin grabbed Ye Qingluo's wrist and violently pulled the pill out of her hand.
Immediately, he gave Ye Qingluo a hard push, turned around and ran towards Ye Fengru in a hurry.
"Mom! Nangong Lin, are you sick?" Ye Qingluo's face suddenly changed, and his chest was full of unconcealable anger.
Assi!
Don't be afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.
This Nangong Lin is simply a god representative among pig teammates!
As soon as Ye Qingluo finished roaring, the entire tomb suddenly made a loud noise, and the ground began to shake and shake continuously.
Then, the five corpse puppets standing upright on the opposite side let out a shrill corpse howl.
The sound spread extremely far, one after another, stimulating people's eardrums.
Large chunks of rock wall rubble kept falling.
Some hit the mercenary's head, causing a wound and blood all over his head.
Because of the corpse worms they saw just now, the moment these mercenaries were studying abroad, they immediately took out the medicine powder to stop the bleeding, and rubbed it on the wound indiscriminately.
Visible to the naked eye... a thin cyan mist gradually diffused between the tombs.
The two mercenary groups were still staring at the front, and the five stretched their hands, facing the corpse puppets above the tomb.
The thin blue weapon was being sucked into their body at an extremely fast speed.
"Tianxia regiment, retreat quickly!"
Ye Qingluo yelled loudly, grabbing the lazy Thief who was beside him, and quickly moved back.
The mercenaries of the Tianxia regiment subconsciously obeyed the order and retreated after Ye Qinghou.
At the same time, the five corpse puppets leaped forward and rushed towards them.
"ah-"
"Help-"
After several screams, before the God-killing mercenary group had time to react, several elite mercenaries standing at the front were already held in the palms of the zombie puppets.
The night pearl shines extremely brightly.
Everyone could clearly see that the hand holding the mercenary was a thick bone.
No matter who, seeing a few white bones holding a person, they can't keep calm!
In particular, after the white bones clasped the mercenaries tightly, within ten breaths, a blue mist shrouded them, and only one pair of the mercenaries that were detained was left.
Directly, they were fused by these corpse puppets.
In just a few breaths, the Killing God Mercenary Group lost... the eight mercenaries who were injured when they fell from the outside.
"Walk!"
Nangong Feiran's expression changed drastically, he secretly scolded Ye Qingluo for not notifying first, and immediately called his team members to leave with Ye Qingluo.
But he didn't dare to show his anger on the surface.
After all, it was Nangong Lin who caused the five high-level corpse puppets to move.
Nangong Feiran already regretted in his heart that he brought this delicate and willful younger sister by his side today.
He noticed the look in his brother's eyes, and the complaining eyes of the god-killing mercenaries looking at her.
Nangong Lin flattened her mouth aggrieved, and choked, "I... I didn't mean it!"
She just hated Ye Qingluo, who pushed her casually.
Who knew... Who knew it would have such consequences!
Nangong Feiran's face was serious, but he continued to say indifferently: "If I can go back alive today, I will report the matter to my father."