Peach Fortune Ring

As his thoughts flickered, Song Yan accelerated his running speed.

The deeper it goes, the denser the fog in the forbidden area will be, and the greater the impact on the consciousness will be.

Suddenly, he stopped and listened intently, and found the sound of fighting in front of him, he quietly lurked forward, and found that the group of upper gods who came in first and the three were more than two meters tall, their clothes were torn, and they were exuding A humanoid monster with a rotting smell.

"It's the ancient corpse puppet!"

Song Yan's heart sank, and he hid aside and watched carefully.

These three ancient corpse puppets are very ferocious, completely turning a blind eye to the attacks of the upper gods, they just keep attacking wildly, and the energy they shoot has a kind of miserable green, with a strong corrosive atmosphere.

"Hoohoo!"

The deep roar sounded like a wild beast roaring, or like a ghost screaming.

Now there are twelve upper gods besieging the three corpse puppets, but they will not be able to take them down for a while.

So, several more people joined in.

The eighteen upper gods joined forces and finally beheaded the three ancient corpse puppets.

"Let's go!" After killing the ancient corpse puppet, the group of gods and men continued to gallop in the direction of God King Jie.

Wait for them to leave for a while.

Song Yan came to the battle place, and the stench kept getting into his nose.

The blood of the Primordial Corpse Puppet was black, and also exuded a stench.

Their eyeballs are also black, but without pupils and whites.

Mind a move.

Song Yan took out the corpse of an upper god, and then picked some corpse puppets' blood and wiped it on his body.

Observed for a while.

The skin of the upper god did not change in any way.

So, Song Yan held back the nausea in his heart, and wiped his body with the blood of the ancient corpse puppet.

suddenly.

Song Yan felt his scalp tense, turned around suddenly, and found a corpse puppet exuding a rotten aura, staring at him with those black eyes without pupils.

"Didn't attack me directly? Is the blood of this corpse puppet really effective?"

It was also a brainstorm for him to smear the corpse puppet's blood on his body. As for whether he could successfully deceive the corpse puppet, he didn't know.

The other party stared at him for a while, then disappeared out of thin air.

"Hey, it's really effective!"

Song Yan said in surprise.

But how did he know that the corpse puppet didn't attack him, not because he wiped the corpse puppet's blood, if that was the case, the misty forbidden area would not be qualified to be called a forbidden area.

Since he would not be attacked by the ancient corpse puppet, Song Yan couldn't help feeling relieved.

suddenly.

His heart moved, since these corpse puppets don't attack me, can I communicate with them?

So, along the way, Song Yan was looking forward to the appearance of the second corpse puppet.

After traveling a hundred miles, the fog in the forbidden area was so thick that he could only see a hundred meters away.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, a tattered corpse puppet appeared in front of Song Yan, staring at him covetously.

Song Yan's heart tightened, and then he stepped cautiously towards the opponent.

"Hey, can you understand me?"

"Roar!"

With another low growl, the corpse puppet turned around and disappeared into the mist.

"Hey, don't go!"

Song Yan shouted quickly.

Unfortunately, that corpse puppet didn't listen to him at all.

Then, Song Yan encountered corpse puppets several times. He tried to communicate with the other party, but the other party had no intelligence at all, so the communication failed. However, along the way, he found dozens of corpse puppets' broken bodies , should be killed by the group of upper gods.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the Jieyun in the sky finally accumulated enough strength, and then turned into a thunderbolt with the thickness of an acre and bombarded down.

Even though thousands of miles away, Song Yan could feel the terrifying power contained in the thunder. He reckoned that with his physical strength, if he was hit by such a thunder, there was a high possibility of serious injury.

As for refining with the chaotic vortex, the thunder is too strong, it is impossible at all.

"what!"

Song Yan was startled suddenly, because he found a short figure standing in the fog ahead.

"Could it be a corpse puppet?"

Song Yan walked forward tens of meters, and saw clearly that the short figure was indeed a corpse puppet, but it looked like a child.

"Hey, kid, can you understand what uncle is saying?"

Song Yan asked boredly.

But what made him feel weird was that the other party actually nodded.

"What the hell?"

Could it be that this little corpse puppet was born with wisdom?

"Little devil, come to uncle, uncle will give you sweets!"

Song Yan waved to the little corpse puppet.

"Hoohoo!"