Chapter 1383: Pseudo-Demon Corpse

The golden "sea", against the backdrop of the nearby firelight, looks golden, yellow, orange and orange, like gold.

Of course, this can't be gold, but yellow sand, and what is amazing is that this boundless sea of sand is really like a real ocean, with yellow sand rolling and undulating like waves.

The boundless sea of sand, even as far as the eye can see, has reached an astonishing size.

The vastness and immensity of the sand are only the tip of the iceberg as far as the eye can see, and more are hidden in the darkness.

Wang Fan, who is accustomed to strange things and strange news, and who has experienced strong winds and waves, is still surprised, not to mention these Wu clan people who have lived in the mountains all their lives, the bosses with open mouths can stuff an egg into it.

Wen Renze was also dumbfounded, and Bai Qi, who was standing next to him, could clearly hear the sound of swallowing saliva.

Goo~

"This ...... Not to mention digging such a big pit underground, this huge amount of yellow sand alone is beyond the reach of manpower! I'm afraid we will have to empty a desert, right? It's impossible to do it now!"

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he rubbed his eyes desperately, for fear that he had seen it wrong.

Wang Fan frowned, looked at the boundless sea of sand, did feel a little absurd, thought for a while, or raised his head and said: "What can't be done now doesn't mean that it can't be done in the past, in today's world, scientists attribute things that can't be explained by science to superstition, but after so much, what happens around us can be explained by science?"

Everyone nodded, feeling that it made sense, never underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, such as the Egyptian pyramids, your ancestors will always be your ancestors.

"So what do we do now?"

Wang Fan cast his eyes on the sea of yellow sand, his gaze was deep, "Go and see it." ”

The closer I get to the sea of sand, the more I feel my own insignificance, and the vastness of the sea of sand, which is truly vast and immense, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

Approaching the sea of sand and standing on the shore, Wang Fan lowered his head and looked at the sand that was flowing slowly like mercury, and his expression fell into thought.

I don't know why, he always has a bad premonition, feeling that there is a danger hidden here, it seems to be calm, but in fact, there is an undercurrent, there are unpredictable risks, he just wanted to use the pupil technique to take a good look at the situation under the sand sea, but at this time, the mutation protruded.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a miserable cry sounded, Wang Fan looked for prestige, and just saw a monster that crossed out of the yellow sand, opened its hideous mouth and bit the head of the Miao people, brushed it and dragged it into the sea of sand, and the unlucky Miao people only had time to let out a miserable scream, and they disappeared into the yellow sand with the monster, and there was no trace.

In the blink of an eye, blood stained the yellow sand, and the yellow spring died.

Wang Fan was furious, killing people in front of me?

Choke!

The Panying Sword flew out, the silver light flashed away, and the divine sword was wrapped in a fierce qi, and chased after it like lightning, plunging into the yellow sand.

After a while, I saw the yellow sand stirring not far away, dancing wildly in the sky, as if there was an extremely fierce battle, but soon, the sand sea returned to calm, and then I saw a huge black shadow being carried by the Panying Sword to cut through the yellow sand, flew out, and fell to the ground on the shore with a bang.

Wang Fan stepped forward, and with a move of his right hand, the spotless Panying Sword turned into a silver light and flew into his sleeve, and then he lowered his head to look at this hideous giant beast.

It is about ten meters long, shaped like a crocodile, wrapped in a thick layer of scale armor, uneven, with a dark metallic luster, which looks very defensive, and the muscles on the four thick legs are huge, and the explosive power is amazing at a glance.

As for the skull, it is even more hideous and terrifying, a mouth is surprisingly large, accounting for three-quarters of the area of the skull, the fangs are sticking out of the lips, one root is white and shiny, a few are still stained with blood, and there are strands of flesh hanging between the teeth, you don't have to think about it to know that it is the unlucky Miao man.

Its eyes were closed, and there was a large transparent hole in the center of its eyebrows, which was constantly bleeding out, and it was already dead and could not die anymore.

"Wu Huan!" Several Miao people looked sad, looking at the giant beast on the ground, their eyes were full of hatred, eager to eat its flesh and drink its blood, and the others were all gritting their teeth.

At the same time, there was a chill in his heart, and his eyes looking at the sea of sand were a little in awe, just now Wu Huan was just curious, pretending to poke his head out and look at the yellow sand, and it was gone, only to scream.

Wang Fan squatted down, stretched out his finger and put it on the jaw of the giant beast, and then looked at several other parts that were not protected by scale armor, and also stretched out his finger to try, and after a while, Wang Fan's expression became weird.

"What's wrong?" Moyu asked.

Wang Fan stood up and looked at Shahai: "This is not a living thing, it has been dead for at least a thousand years, but a pseudo-demon corpse artificially refined." ”

"What is a pseudo-demon corpse?" Wen Renze asked curiously.

Wang Fan said slowly: "The demon corpse is a kind of monster refined from the corpse of the demon beast, which can not only retain the strength of the demon beast before its death, but if the refining technique is good enough, it can even make it exert several times its strength, which is very terrifying." ”

"And the pseudo-demon corpse is a demon corpse made of the corpse of an ordinary beast, although the strength is still not to be underestimated, but in this way, it is naturally greatly discounted, it is not a real demon corpse, it can only be regarded as a pseudo-demon corpse, and it cannot be compared with the real demon corpse. ”

Bai Qi poked the thick scale armor on the giant beast's back with his finger, "That means that this thing is made of crocodiles." ”

Wang Fan nodded: "This is an alternative puppet technique, but it is just refined from the corpses of living creatures, and there are also some evil demon cultivators who will use human corpses to refine into puppets." ”

"Since it's a puppet, that means someone is behind it, otherwise how could it suddenly attack someone?" Ian guessed, his pupils constricted.

"This is the reason why he is 'different', the ordinary puppet technique, refined from dead things, mostly made of gold, wood and stone, without the control of the owner, it is a lifeless dead thing, but this kind of puppet refined from the corpse of living beings can retain the instinctive consciousness of living beings, in a state of half-dead and half-alive. Wang Fan looked at the pseudo-demon corpse under his feet, his eyes were cold, "When you use it, you can be called by others like an ordinary puppet, and when you don't use it, you can put it in the outside world, you have biological instincts, like a living thing." ”

After listening to Wang Fan's words, everyone suddenly realized that this time it was really an accident, it was the instinctive performance of the pseudo-demon corpse, the crocodile was originally a master of camouflage, and the pseudo-demon corpse retained its predatory instinct, lurking under the yellow sand, slowly approaching, and finally taking advantage of the Miao people's unpreparedness, they suddenly made a difficult attack and succeeded in one fell swoop.

"Come and see, master, what it is. ”

Suddenly, Xingtian shouted in the distance.

I was a child who grew up in an orphanage, and I lost my best friend because of a ghost attack, but I didn't expect this to be a turning point in my life.

After I was adopted, I learned how to become a Mr. Yin and Yang from my uncle, who often disappeared from my sight.

My name is Wang Cheng, and this is my life experience as a mortal Mr. Yin and Yang.

(End of chapter)