Chapter Seventy-Three: Corpse Beast Puppet!

Just between the confrontation between the two, the spiritual power in mid-air reached a peak level.

However, when the eyes of the white-clothed young man fell on Han Mu, he saw that not far in front of the two of them, the spirit pattern that fell off the wall suddenly became extremely active.

The young man in white didn't even have time to react, and the countless spirit patterns flew directly over, enveloping his body!

Han Mu was slightly stunned, and then his eyes changed, only to see that the spirit patterns in the air were actually quite a few coming towards him!

The spiritual light flickered, and in Han Mu's eyes, the world suddenly became dark, and the darkness did not last long, and a few seconds later, the scene in front of Han Mu directly changed into criss-crossing streets!

And he's standing in the middle of the street!

"Welcome here, my friend. ”

Behind him, an extremely strange hoarse voice sounded.

Han Mu was slightly surprised, and when he looked back, he saw that behind him, a bloody and extremely terrifying face suddenly appeared.

There was not a trace of spiritual power coming out of this person's body, and the carrion on his body even seemed to have been placed for decades.

Han Mu's expression changed slightly, not because he was frightened by the face in front of him, but because he couldn't feel the slightest vitality from this person's body.

This guy should just be a corpse!

However, at this moment, the face whose flesh and blood were blurred and it was difficult to distinguish facial expressions seemed to show a strange smile.

"Below, you will experience the most noble treatment of guests in this Desolate Spirit City, there are surprises!"

The hoarse voice came again, like a heart-wrenching sound from a throat crack!

On Han Mu's body, the spiritual power suddenly exploded, and then he stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body took two steps back, pointing directly at the carrion-like person!

"Don't worry, someone will play with you!"

The spiritual power between Han Mu's fingers, just as he was about to burst out, was suddenly swallowed up directly by an inexplicable energy, Han Mu was stunned, and his eyes became a little complicated in the next second.

The carrion-like person, who was extremely short, with a pair of scarlet pupils hanging on top of flesh, stared straight at Han Mu.

After seeing Han Mu's movements, the corners of its rotten mouth suddenly grinned, and he smiled hoarsely: "It's been a long time since I've met a lovely friend like you!"

Hearing this, the spiritual power on Han Mu's body slowly converged, and he frowned and glanced around, his eyes were full of identical strange buildings.

In the mid-air here, there seems to be an extremely special energy hidden, this kind of energy can actually devour spiritual power, after Han Mu found out, he naturally no longer wasted his spiritual power in vain.

"Corpse Beast Golem?!"

Frowning and looking at the carrion corpse, Han Mu's mouth slowly spit out three words.

When the words fell, the rotting corpse took a deep look at Han Mu, and then on his body, a piece of spiritual power swept over, and the rotten body turned into a pile of spiritual power, and then, it disappeared directly, no matter how Han Mu sensed it, he also lost the trace of this rotting corpse!

"These things, only by attacking their heads, will they be temporarily repulsed, but it won't be long before it will recondense and form, if you don't want to die here, follow me!"

Then came a slightly familiar voice.

Han Mu's eyes moved, and across from him, there was also a person standing.

This person was dressed in purple clothes, and that face, but Han Murang was slightly stunned, because this person was the disciple of the owner of Kong Yunlou who had personally gone to Yanfu to propose marriage, Kong Wanqiu!

Han Mu had heard his voice in the square, so he was quite familiar with this voice.

It's just that Han Mu himself didn't expect that when he met this Kong Wanqiu, he would be in this strange city.

And looking at this skillful appearance, Kong Wanqiu may have already entered this city for a long time!

Feeling Han Mu's slightly puzzled gaze, Kong Wanqiu chuckled lightly and said, "This Desolate Spirit City, if you are inexperienced, maybe you won't even be able to enter the city, I also happened to hear what my master said, so I came to try my luck." ”

"It's just that even I didn't expect my luck to come so quickly!"

Han Mu shook his head slightly, and said, "Desolate Spirit City, it seems that because of this city, there are already many people who have disappeared from the outside. ”

At this moment, Han Mu didn't find Ling Yueshuang and the others here, and even Xiao Ling, who had been lying on his shoulder, was gone.

Obviously, those spirit patterns just now actually contained the power of space, and directly teleported him into this desolate spirit city.

And at the last second of disappearing, Han Mu also found that the spirit pattern swept towards Ling Yueshuang and the young man in white.

Perhaps, they are in a corner of this city right now.

I just don't know, is Yan Hongling in this city?

"How did you get in?" Kong Wanqiu asked curiously.

Han Mu's expression was slightly condensed, and at the same time as Kong Wanqiu asked, his soul power had already explored the surrounding area, but he found nothing, except for him and Kong Wanqiu, there was no trace of life breath around.

The whole city is like a dead city!

"It should have been teleported in by a spatial spirit spell, and the walls of this Desolate Spirit City have been spelled by someone. Han Mu replied lightly.

"I was teleported here directly from the mirage realm. Kong Wanqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next second he broke the illusion, he came here directly.

At first, I thought this was also an illusion, but after encountering the corpse beast puppet, I dispelled my suspicions.

"Illusion?"

Han Mu was a little puzzled, could it be that everyone who entered the Spirit City would enter the illusion of that mirage?

Yan Hongling didn't tell him about this.

As if knowing Han Mu's doubts, Kong Wanqiu explained: "Not everyone will be given an illusion by the mirage, it stands to reason that the mirage will only operate outside the spirit city, this time I don't know what the situation is, many people have been attacked by the mirage." ”

After a pause, Kong Wanqiu's face became slightly solemn, and then he continued: "Moreover, these illusions are extremely weird, I even met some disciples of other families in my own illusion, they are real living people, not changed from illusions!"

Hearing this, the look in Han Mu's eyes also became a little complicated, when he was in his illusion, he also met Yan Hongling, who seemed to be trapped in the illusion, if he hadn't been met by him, then Yan Hongling might not have gotten rid of the mirage's control at this moment.

"It's a bit unusual. ”

Han Mu didn't expect that this trip to the Spirit City would be so weird, it seemed that there was some kind of mysterious power that was secretly controlling all this!

"There are not too many corpse beast puppets here, I know that in one place, there is a corpse beast puppet king, hundreds of corpse beast puppets, guarding together, there, is the real attraction of this Desolate Spirit City!" Kong Wanqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Han Mu deeply!

Han Mu's expression remained unchanged, but he smiled faintly: "So, you want to pull me into the gang?"

"You're wrong. The corners of Kong Wanqiu's mouth grinned, and his expression suddenly became cold in the next moment, he sneered and said, "I want you to lure the corpse beast puppet king away!"

"Oh, I'm going to die, you take the benefits, in that case, why should I go? Han Mu pursed his lips and sneered as well.

Kong Wanqiu smiled weirdly, and suddenly spiritual power gushed out from his hand, and he slapped it directly to the back!

In the place behind that was originally empty, the space suddenly distorted, and immediately, a huge chain fell directly from the sky!

And under that chain, there was a figure covered in blood, and above this figure, there seemed to be some kind of mysterious energy that shielded Han Mu's perception.

The moment he saw that figure, Han Mu's eyes narrowed, and a cold glow passed by quietly.

This blood-covered figure turned out to be the one who disappeared from the illusion, the goose chirping!