Zhang Xiaotian didn't believe that the corpse that had been cut into three could still stand up, and Shi Shiran wanted to go to the corpse, wanting to find out why he could still do it after he died.

First of all, he had ruled out the possibility of corpse transformation, because the death intent contained in the corpse of the demon clan had not yet reached the level that could produce corpse transformation.

Three steps and two steps approached the broken corpse, Zhang Xiaotian's gaze stayed on the upper half of the demon corpse's body, if this demon corpse was manipulated by something, then the answer was most likely in its brain.

The dagger in his left hand took a defensive posture, and the thousand machines in his right hand slowly poked towards the demon corpse's head.

Careful!

Augustus Bulun has discovered one of the great virtues of this human being.

No wonder the little princess Meilanda would fall in love with this person, not only because of her appearance, but also because of her appearance, thinking of Princess Meilanda, Bu Lun dispelled the idea of fighting with Zhang Xiaotian.

The upper half of the corpse's body includes the neck, head and most of the chest, and a pair of arms are also intact and drooping there, and the shrunken heart in the chest cavity is clearly visible.

The tip of Zhang Xiaotian's sword slowly approached the head of the demon corpse, and he was about to stab into it.

Suddenly, half of the body lying quietly on the ground bounced up, and two long arms pulled the ground at an extremely fast frequency, driving half of the body to run quickly towards the depths of the valley.

Augustus Bulun, who was hiding in the shadows, was taken aback, is this okay?!

The monkey pudding squeaked and screamed, and chased after it with both hands and feet, but Zhang Xiaotian was faster than it.

At the same time when this half of the corpse suddenly moved, Zhang Xiaotian also moved, moving like thunder, as if he was already ready to go.

Half of the demon corpse ran out of less than ten meters, and was caught up, and Qianji changed condescendingly and stabbed through the top door of the head, taking advantage of the situation.

The corpse's round head was like a watermelon, precisely cut into twelve pieces of the same size, and a white shadow flew out of it.

Want to run!?

Zhang Xiaotian's "shadow-like" body unfolded, his body pulled out an afterimage, and suddenly came to the front of the white shadow, and the black dagger in his left hand was shot out like playing table tennis.

With a "snap", the white shadow flew back at a faster speed than when it came.

The little monkey pudding squeaked, and the little black paws popped out like lightning, and they fished into the air, and the white shadow that bounced back was caught in his hand.

Several eyes looked at Pudding's fingers at the same time, including Pudding himself.

I saw a four-inch-long white earthworm-like creature caught between its fingers, and the exposed half of its body kept writhing, trying to break free.

This thing is pure white as jade, slightly cyan, the body is transparent and straight as crystal, and the suspected head part has no eyes, ears, mouth and nose and other facial features, only a thin needle-like mouthpart about one centimeter long.

Seeing that it could not break free from the pudding's grasp, the insect seemed to be angry, and its body bent violently, and the thin needles on its head pierced the back of the pudding's fingers.

The pudding was able to make it get what it wanted, and as soon as the little paw of his left hand was extended, he used his thumb and index finger to pinch his little head tightly.

At this time, Zhang Xiaotian also came to the front, carefully examined the insect, and at the same time searched for the memories in his mind.

It didn't take long to find the corresponding biological information: corpse control insects, which feed on the brains of dead creatures, and have the innate ability to manipulate corpses, and can use corpses to secrete a certain highly toxic substance.

After reading the information about the "corpse control insect" in his memory, Zhang Xiaotian knew that this insect itself had no combat effectiveness, but after controlling the corpse, it could exert fifty or sixty percent of the combat power of the corpse itself.

At the same time, it can also use the dead and rotting gas of the corpse itself to secrete a black poison, which can appear in two forms: liquid and fog, with extremely strong corrosiveness, and the harm and destructive power are not weak.

However, the corpse control insect in front of him, since it has left the demon corpse, naturally there is no threat, and with its own ability, I am afraid that it can't even fight a finger of Pudding.

The memory in my brain shows that in the ancient period of the Shenzhou Continent, there were warriors of the category of corpse chasers, who used corpse control insects to manipulate corpses to fight.

But now, this kind of martial arts has basically disappeared, one is because the corpse control insects on the Shenzhou continent are extinct for some reason, and the other is that this kind of partial kung fu can't make itself really strong after all, although it can gain combat effectiveness in the short term, but it is still abandoned by the vast majority of martial artists, and thirdly, this kind of behavior of using the corpse of a martial artist to fight, after all, there is a suspicion of desecrating the corpse, which is not tolerated by the world, especially the martial artists, no one wants to be dug up as a combat tool after their death.

This led to the fact that the corpse chaser, a type of martial artist, only appeared in the long history of martial arts for a short time, like a small wave, and soon disappeared.

Looking at the little thing in front of him who was desperately struggling, Zhang Xiaotian sighed, and with a wave of his hand, a source force fell, wrapping it layer by layer into a ball, and then flew out of the pudding's hand.

Then, with a flick of Zhang Xiaotian's fingers, the source force ball bounced out in the blink of an eye, and he didn't know where it flew.

After all, it's a creature that is about to go extinct, so let's leave it with a glimmer of life.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xiaotian and Pudding continued to walk deeper into the valley.

After a long time, the void produced a faint fluctuation, and Augustus Bulun's burly figure was slowly revealed.

He looked into the depths of the valley, hesitated, and finally did not enter the valley, but walked straight out of the valley.

The valley becomes more and more spacious the further it goes, but the more gloomy it becomes, and the wide space not only does not give people a sense of openness, but becomes more and more oppressive.

In the valley space, there are pitch-black gaps everywhere, and the wind is fierce, turning into countless black tentacles coiling, through them, you can faintly see a figure standing there, two meters high, with a wild momentum, as if standing on the top of the sky.

Zhang Xiaotian stopped, smashed a spatial crack that swam over with a sword, pointed at the tall figure and said in shock: "Monkey, that can't be your master, right?" ”

"Squeak squeak (that's the master)."

", your master was also a grandmaster before he died?"

"Squeak squeak (breaking through in battle)!"

"That's pretty good, too."

Zhang Xiaotian suddenly looked forward to the treasure of the master that Pudding had once said.

"By the way, how do we get in?"

Zhang Xiaotian watched as the spatial cracks in the depths of the valley that entwined around the electric thunder snake flew around the standing corpse, like cyan lotus flowers blooming and withering.

In every thunder light, in every lotus flower, there seems to be a space that is born and destroyed, yin and yang are entangled, chaos manifests, and forms clouds, connected into a long river, which seems to be infinite and wide.

"Squeak squeak squeak (break in, of course)!" The monkey was a little excited to see his former owner, dancing and squeaking.

"Break in...... Well, when I didn't ask. ”