Peach Fortune Ring

The upper gods of the Jiang family's Tian family are heading towards the direction of Tianjie at high speed, but because the fog is too thick and there are corpse puppets lurking in the fog, their speed is not fast.

"Why do I have a bad feeling in my heart?"

One of the upper gods muttered to himself.

As for Song Yan, there is a little corpse puppet leading the way, and there is no need to worry about the corpse puppet's sneak attack, so the speed is very fast.

Looking at the speeding little corpse puppet, Song Yan was thoughtful. It must not be easy for the little corpse puppet to control so many corpse puppets. Could it be that he is a corpse puppet king?

"They're right ahead!"

The little corpse puppet suddenly pointed to the thick fog ahead.

Song Yan had already heard the sound of fighting from the front, it seemed that the group of people met corpse puppets again.

"let's go!"

Song Yan strode forward, passing through the fog, and then the upper gods of the Tian family and the Jiang family appeared in his sight. At this moment, they used nearly half of their hands to besiege the ten corpse puppets, and the rest were on guard .Therefore, Song Yan was discovered by them as soon as he showed up.

"Look, it's that little thief Song Yan!"

someone exclaimed.

"Quick, catch him!"

Someone shouted excitedly, and immediately, five upper gods flew towards Song Yan, but they stopped in the middle of the flight, and then retreated at a faster speed, with a bit of panic on their faces with fear.

"Why did you come back?"

Someone asked inexplicably.

"He... that little thief has a lot of corpse puppets behind him!"

"Hey, little corpse puppet, it's up to you, surround them all!"

Song Yan turned his head and said to the little corpse puppet beside him.

"it is good!"

The little corpse puppets nodded, and let out another silent roar, and then, as the figures flickered, the group of upper gods were tightly surrounded by more than 2000 corpse puppets.

Looking at the densely packed corpse puppets, everyone's face turned pale, and many bodies trembled even more.

"Hey, grandchildren, didn't you rely on the number of people before? Who has the most people now?"

Song Yan stepped out, looked at the group of upper gods, and sneered.

"You... how can you make the corpse puppet obey your orders?"

One of the upper heavenly gods fought mightily.

Song Yan sneered: "Hey, because the young master is the child of destiny, even if the corpse puppet sees him, he will accept his head and worship, but you scumbags dare to fight against me, what is it if you are not looking for death!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, the little corpse puppet rolled his eyes in a very humane manner, obviously he was the one who controlled the corpse puppet, and had nothing to do with Song Yan at all.

"Song Yan, can you let us go, we can all swear that we will take a step back whenever we see you in the future!" said an upper god.

"Do you think it's possible?"

Song Yan sneered: "Little zombie, kill them, by the way, remember to collect all their storage god rings!"

"Hoohoo!"

The little corpse puppets roared silently, and the corpse puppets surrounding these upper gods moved.

"Ah! Fighting!"

"Little thief Song Yan, you must die!"

This group of upper gods fought desperately, bursting out with unparalleled attack power, but unfortunately, there were too many corpse puppets, even if they exploded ten times, there was no possibility of them surviving.

It only took dozens of breaths, and the battle was over, and the group of upper gods were all killed.

[Author's digression]: Second update

The first thousand 940 chapters God king robbery

Once the group of upper gods died, Song Yan was finally relieved, and directly took three drops of blood for the little corpse puppet, and then continued to march towards the direction of Heavenly Tribulation.

Run with all your strength, less than half a quarter of an hour.

Song Yan came near Jieyun.

The calamity cloud of God King Tribulation enveloped a hundred mu of heaven and earth, and now eight thunderbolts have struck down, and now, the ninth thunderbolt is still brewing.

"Little brother, why are you here?"

suddenly.

The figure flashed, and with a voice of surprise, Chiyue Tianshen appeared not far away.

Because of Jieyun, the fog in this area has been dispelled a lot, and it can be seen hundreds of meters away.

Seeing the Chiyue God, Song Yan knew that it was the Silver Wing God who crossed the catastrophe.

"Silk!"

When he saw the thousands of corpse puppets behind Song Yan, Chiyue Tianshen subconsciously stopped, and stepped back in taboo.

"Sister, don't be afraid, these corpse puppets won't hurt you!"

Song Yan said quickly.

While speaking, Song Yan walked up directly.

Chiyue Tianshen glanced at those corpse puppets with lingering fear, and asked with doubts: "You seem to be able to order these corpse puppets?"

"It's him! That little guy should be the corpse puppet king."

"The corpse puppet king!"

Chiyue God was taken aback again.

Song Yan said again: "He and I can barely be regarded as friends! By the way, those upper-level gods of the Tian family and Jiang family who chased and killed you have all been dealt with by these corpse puppets. You can survive the calamity with peace of mind!"

"Really? That's great! I'll inform Jiang Huan so that he can get through the tribulation with peace of mind!"

While speaking, Chiyue Tianshen played a formula, turned into a stream of light and flew towards the robbery cloud.