The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely depressing at this moment.
Even Nan Yunlie, who was halfway to the realm of Lord Wu, was helpless at this moment. The things in King Wu's tomb had already exceeded his imagination.
While Lin Huang was horrified, there was still a trace of doubt lingering deep in his heart, and that was the bloody crow that filled the corpse puppet's body.
On the road leading to Piaoxue Palace, the mysterious blood shadow is the bloody crow.
Wuhou Jia Wanjin also has a blood crow in his body.
In Piaoxue Palace, during the battle with Jiang Huaiyin, a bloody crow entered Lin Huang's body and was later suppressed by him.
The bloody crow has already left an indelible mark on Lin Huang's heart.
And there are so many blood crows in this corpse puppet. What does it mean?
"Remember, you must not let Blood Crow enter your body!"
Lin Huang warned Lu Han and Mo Canfeng beside him.
"This kind of blood crow is afraid of the horse's neighing!"
Lu Han said suddenly.
"how do you know?"
Lin Huang turned his head and stared at Lu Han doubtfully.
Lu Han cleared his throat and scratched his head, "I don't remember clearly. I think I had one at home when I was a kid. It was so scared when it heard the neighing of a horse!"
Lin Huang turned his head with difficulty, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Who is Lu Han that he raises blood crows at home?
He has seen the power of Blood Crow entering his body, and even the first-generation Wuhou Jia Wanjin was helpless. And if he hadn't been able to restrain Blood Crow because of Tian Shura, he would have become Blood Crow's puppet.
While the two of them were talking, Corpse Puppet had become red-eyed. Any living breath became the target of his attack, whether it was Earth Yuan or Tian Yuan warriors.
What's even more terrifying is that all the warrior's attacks have no effect on the corpse puppet. Whether it's sword energy, sword light, or thunder and flames, when they come into contact with the blood and light around the corpse puppet, they all turn into nothingness.
Corpse puppets have become irresistible.
After the corpse puppets killed seven Tianyuan warriors one after another, Nan Yunlie's expression turned serious. Even with his half-step to the realm of Wuhou, he felt powerless even after the tentative attack.
One punch from the Corpse Puppet is enough to kill any warrior below the Wuhou realm.
"I'll give it a try!"
Looking at the many warriors who were mercilessly killed in the main hall, as well as Qin Han and Lu Yun who followed Yun Feifei down the mountain in Piaoxue Palace, Lu Han took a deep breath and said resolutely.
Hiss!
The sound of horses neighing suddenly sounded in the hall.
Martial spirit——Iron Horse Glacier Yanyue Spear!
Behind Lu Han, a war horse wearing iron armor appeared with a hiss, and a river of ice gradually formed around it. Lu Han swung the golden gun in his hand and let out a roar.
The moment the horse neighed, the figure of the corpse trembled involuntarily, and the rich blood around him dimmed.
The corpse puppet turned around and stared at Lu Han.
I don’t know why, but it seems to feel a hint of fear! The man holding the golden gun is obviously so weak, but he smells danger.
Then, the corpse puppet showed its figure, like rolling thunder, charging towards Lu Han with endless blood energy.
"Iron Horse Glacier..."
Lu Han let out a long roar, and several figures of war horses appeared around him, turning into dark whirlwinds and rushing towards the corpse puppet.
Then, Lu Han flew up, the golden gun in his hand vibrating. The blue dragon pattern on it shone with light, and a sharp and cold aura filled the hall.
"...Moon-Destroying Spear!"
Lu Han held a golden gun and flew down, pointing directly at the corpse puppet's head.
boom!
There was a resounding sound, and before Lu Han could get close to the corpse puppet, the latter roared suddenly, and the blood energy around his body shook. The terrifying aura suddenly blew Lu Han away, hitting the top of the hall heavily, and then fell slumped down.
The several war horses that collided with the corpse puppet suddenly exploded the moment they touched the corpse puppet.
With one blow, Lu Han vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.
The corpse puppet turned its head and headed towards Lu Han again, raised its foot and stepped towards the latter...
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed and he suddenly moved, reaching an unprecedented speed. He grabbed Lu Han on the ground and rolled him aside.
There was another bang.
Where the corpse puppet stepped on, a huge pit appeared in the hall. If the two of them had not escaped in time and narrowly avoided the kick, they would have been turned into flesh.
"There is no way, the realms are too different!"
Lu Han spat out blood and said with an extremely pale face.
Lin Huang stared at the terrifying corpse puppet. After being attacked by Lu Han's martial spirit, the blood energy around him was no longer as strong as before. He couldn't help but ponder and said:
"Maybe we can try again!"
Then, Lin Huang made a move with his arm, and dozens of formation seals flew out of his sleeves, forming a formation in the hall.
"The formation has no effect on him!"
Lu Han shook his head.
Yun Feifei on the side looked at the formation in Lin Huang's hand and showed a hint of ridicule, "But an Earth Yuan warrior also wants to contend with such a powerful corpse puppet. With a first-level formation?"
Lin Huang frowned and glanced at Yun Feifei, then said seriously to Lu Han: "Try integrating your martial spirit into the formation!"
Lu Han condensed for a moment, then waved his arm. The figure of Wuhun reappeared, integrating into Lin Huang's formation bit by bit.
For a moment, the sound of war horses roared in the hall.
Lin Huang moved his arm and threw the sword array out.
Then the sword array swept wildly, surrounding the corpse, but did not launch an attack. Instead, countless war horses ran wildly in the array, making a blood-heating neighing sound, and they merged together like rolling thunder.
The blood energy all over the corpse puppet's body dimmed.
Ouch!
Then, the corpse puppet let out an angry roar, staring at Lin Huang and Lu Han with fierce murderous intent.
"Elder Nan!"
Lin Huang turned to look at Nan Yunlie.
Nan Yunlie nodded, seeming to understand Lin Huang's thoughts. He rushed towards the two of them like a thunderous giant, then grabbed Lin Huang with his left hand and Lu Han with his right hand, and ran wildly in the hall.
The so-called running is to avoid the zombie attack.
As Lin Huang moved, the formation surrounding the corpse puppet also moved with it, constantly changing its position. The only thing that did not change was the thunderous neighing of the horses in the hall, which became louder and louder.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing this scene, the eyes of the warriors in the hall lit up. Under the neighing of the horse, the blood around the corpse seemed to be getting darker and darker.
Everyone seemed to understand that the neighing sound of the horse was the corpse puppet's nemesis.
In no time... there were actually several warriors in the main hall, raising their heads and making neighing sounds. Their faces were flushed with exhaustion, but they were particularly energetic.
"This... is more powerful!"
Lin Huang turned to look at those warriors with admiration on his face.
In the main hall, the zombies surrounded by the formation showed a hint of anxiety in their anger. The countless blood crows in their bodies began to become sluggish.
However, as time went by, Nan Yunlie's speed also slowed down. After all, he was facing a corpse puppet, and every time he avoided it, he needed to spend a lot of energy.
It was extremely difficult for Nan Yunlie to persist for half a quarter of an hour.
"Or not!"
Lin Huang shook his head, his face full of helplessness.
Not only was Nan Yunlie unable to hold on anymore, he also had limits on how he could control the formation, and the same was true for Lu Han's control of the martial spirit.
In half a quarter of an hour, although the blood energy around the corpse puppet has been completely removed, it is very difficult to shake the corpse puppet itself...
In the end, Nan Yunlie stopped, sweating profusely, while Lin Huang and Lu Han were also exhausted and a little exhausted.
In the main hall, the corpse puppet felt the gradually disappearing formation, and suddenly let out a roar, with a flash of blood all over his body again, staring at Lin Huang and the other two like vultures.
Then, the corpse puppet flew directly into the air, and a heart-stopping aura came like an overwhelming tide towards Lin Huang and the three of them...
Nan Yunlie stood in front of the two of them, his eyes solemn as never before.
Arrays of puppets appeared around Lin Huang.
Lu Han held a golden gun in his hand, which was extremely sharp.
Everyone held their breath, and their hearts were filled with shock. Everyone could see that this was the Corpse Puppet's real anger, and the three people in Piaoxue Palace under the Corpse Puppet's huge body would also turn into zombies in the next moment.
Meat puree.
Boom!
At the moment when the corpse fell, something unexpected happened in the hall.
Suddenly, a giant palm hundreds of feet tall appeared in the hall, like a millstone falling from a dome. With a swipe, the corpse was knocked away with one palm.
Um?
The sudden change shocked everyone present.
Who took action and knocked the corpse puppet away?
It also broke the blood around the corpse puppet.
This is a corpse puppet from the Wuhou realm!
Lin Huang also frowned and moved his gaze to a corner of the hall, where he saw a bloody figure who didn't know when.
His whole body was wrapped in a bright red robe, and the robe was floating in the hall, like a blooming blood flower from hell.
Not only was the robe red, but the latter's hair was also extremely bright red. It hung down from his shoulders, and when it flickered, it gave the forest the feeling of a bloody waterfall.
The blood-colored figure had a thin face and high cheekbones. Lin Huang had never seen such an angular face before. The deeply sunken eyes were carved out by a carving knife, making people feel extremely depressed.
"This is……"
It was Nan Yunlie. After seeing the man in blood-clothed clothes, he took a deep breath and seemed to have guessed the latter's identity. There was shock in his doubtful eyes.
There is also a strong sense of fear.
Lin Huang glanced at Nan Yunlie, and then his eyes fell on the man in blood. His brows furrowed deeply. According to his understanding of the Wuhou Ranking, there seemed to be no one who matched this person's image.
There is no doubt that the man in blood-clothed clothes standing not far from everyone is a powerful Wuhou.
The first Wuhou who appeared in the tomb of King Wu.
The man in blood-clothed clothes had a silent expression on his face, his sunken eyes swept over the crowd like a vulture, a cold look appeared on his thin face, and he smiled disdainfully:
"It's just a mere corpse puppet. It's hard for you to subdue it. The warriors of the four sects and ten dynasties are really disappointing!"
"I wonder what you call me?"
A brave warrior asked.
"Everyone who knows my name is dead. Are you sure you want to know?" The man in blood-clothed eyes glanced at the warrior who asked the question. His gloomy eyes scared the latter so much that he dared not speak.
Roar!
The corpse puppet climbed up in the hall and roared again. This time he turned his target to the man in blood and rumbled towards the latter.
I saw the man in blood-clothed smile sternly, with unspeakable contempt in his eyes. He held his fingers in the air, and a stream of blood-colored vitality invaded towards the corpse puppet, and a terrifying aura filled the hall.
In the main hall, the speed of the corpse puppet was getting faster and faster, but it was sucked directly by the man in blood.
In the blink of an eye, the man in blood-clothed clothes flew up and put a palm on the top of the corpse puppet's head. Between the five fingers of his grasp, he forcibly deprived the corpse puppet of its power.
The blood crow inside the corpse puppet screamed wildly, but under the powerful power of the man in blood, it was like a trapped ant, unable to break free.
At this moment, the man in blood-clothed clothes had his beard and hair flying, and his robes were full of luster. The power of the zombies was like the water of a great river, pouring into his body continuously.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Huang's wide eyes gradually solidified. This was the first time he had seen such domineering and unparalleled methods.
Everyone in the hall was full of joy. It was undoubtedly the most enjoyable thing for them to have the corpse puppet deprived of its power. If the man in blood had not appeared, they would all be buried here.
Nan Yunlie had an earth-colored face, looking at the figure of the man in blood, extremely shocked, and not at all happy because the corpse puppet was deprived of its power.
Because he knows that this man in blood is an even more terrifying existence...