Watching Zhao Yan's ghost leave his body, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
A person's soul is the proof that he is alive. If there is no soul, the body is just a skin. Therefore, no matter when, people will not let their soul leave the body easily, even we magicians are the same.
Now that Zhao Yan lets his soul leave his body without hesitation, what is he going to do?
Zhao Yan's ghost floating in the air looked at me and kept sneering, and then floated to the coffin.
The next moment, he rushed directly into the coffin, and then his ghost disappeared into the corpse.
Wow!
As Zhao Yan's ghost entered, the arm of the corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years moved, and the armor on its body made a scraping sound.
I couldn't help but gasped when I saw this scene. I finally knew what Zhao Yan was going to do!
The owner of this general's tomb buried himself in this dragon-raising place because he wanted to use the energy of the earth's veins here to nourish his ghost. He wanted to become an immortal.
But it is obvious that he did not succeed, because now that Zhao Yan's ghost can enter his body, it can only mean one thing, this place has been controlled by Zhao Yan.
Although the owner here has not become an immortal, the corpse buried in this place where dragons are raised does not rot, and this body is extremely powerful. Now Zhao Yan's ghost has entered this corpse. This is the corpse soul technique!
He wants to use his soul to control this powerful corpse!
He replaced the soul of the original owner of this body, so where did the original owner go?
Blah, blah!
With the sound of armor scraping, the general's body sat up in the coffin.
There is no expression at all on the masked face, but the eyes that are opened are filled with scarlet light, like a devil coming from the abyss.
I know that the current owner of this corpse is Zhao Yan, and he is controlling this corpse.
The next moment, Zhao Yan controlled the corpse to stand up in the coffin, and then walked out.
At this time, he was holding the long sword in his hand and looking at me with a pair of scarlet eyes, filled with endless killing intent. I knew that this Zhao Yan really wanted me to die.
The corpse was tall, a head taller than me. Wearing armor, it stood in front of me like a hill, which made me feel oppressed.
I took a deep breath and looked at him warily.
At this time, Mu Mu also walked up to me, frowning slightly as he looked at the corpse. His black knife had just been thrown out, so now he was empty-handed.
"This thing is very powerful." Duanmuqing, who was hiding behind, whispered.
I nodded. I could clearly feel the power of that thing. It was something Zhao Yan had been planning for many years to deal with his grandfather. It was certainly powerful enough.
"You are dead today." Zhao Yan said coldly to Oh while controlling the corpse.
The voice was a little hoarse, with a bone-chilling chill.
His voice fell, and another figure flashed in the darkness and stopped beside him.
The mountain looked like a man, but he was naked and lying on all fours in front of the general who was controlled by Zhao Yan, staring at us with a faint green light in his eyes.
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"What the hell is this!" Duanmuqing couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at the dog-like thing.
I frowned, knowing that it was just a dead person, but now there was an extra soul in the body, which was trained and raised by Zhao Yan, and completely obeyed his orders.
The next moment, Zhao Yan waved his hand, and the armor on his body rustled.
That corpse-refining soul that looked like enough rushed towards us.
Before I could make any move, the wood snorted and rushed towards it, and they immediately started to struggle with each other.
That thing didn't know pain and was extremely powerful, but the wood was not an ordinary person. A red light kept flashing on its back, as if it was being hit with something.
I glanced at Mu. He had the upper hand. It was just a matter of time to get rid of that thing.
"It's your turn now." Zhao Yan looked at me and said coldly.
Then he raised his feet, walked towards me, pulled out the sword, and chopped off my head!
