Sun Yan walked up to the second mile of Wangxiang Road, withdrew his divine thoughts and tried it, his body had returned to normal, and the heavy feeling had all disappeared. He moved his waist slightly, and then sped up to climb the mountain.

It didn't take long for Sun Yan to climb a huge stone platform that protruded from half of the cliff, but the road was blocked again, this time only a middle-aged man with a short sword.

Sun Yan knew that it was impossible to get through well, so he didn't hesitate, and at the same time he hit two steel nails, he stepped forward, wanting to take advantage of the middle-aged man's evasion to jump onto the mountain road on the other side of the stone.

I didn't want the middle-aged man to dodge at all, but waved his sword with one hand to seal the space above the boulder, and with the other hand, he actually caught Sun Yan's steel nail and hit it back with his backhand.

Sun Yan's momentum was too strong, he stopped a little slowly, and his chest was cut by a short sword, and he barely crouched down to avoid being hit by his own steel nails again.

"It's too fast." Sun Yan was surprised by the middle-aged man's reaction and speed, thinking of the toy soldier last night, and quickly judged that this middle-aged man was probably also a puppet corpse, but he didn't feel any corpse qi.

In the square outside, a young woman in ancient costume was whispering to the man beside her, "Second uncle, did you go here when you broke into your hometown two hundred years ago?" ”

The man pursed his lips and shook his head, "No, I jumped off the cliff and went directly to Wangxiang for the third mile." According to my estimation, there will be no more than five of us here, and this is a fifteen soul corpse. ”

Sun Yan found that as long as he didn't make a move, the middle-aged man would not take the initiative to attack, so he took a few steps back, leaned against the mountain wall that followed all the way to think about countermeasures, and soon found the answer in the Nether Corpse Control Technique.

This middle-aged man should be a soul-casting corpse, and it is not a half-soul-casting corpse like a toy soldier, it belongs to Zheng Tao. Sun Yan didn't like corpse control techniques, so he didn't study it again after Zheng Tao blew himself up last time, and this time he realized that the original soul casting corpse was also divided into levels according to the number of souls filled in.

The Soul Casting Corpse of the Puppet Technique is based on three, and each time you fill in three sets of souls, you can greatly increase it once. Zheng Tao was an eight-soul corpse last time, if he absorbs Guo Xiaoli again, it will make his body no longer cold and become the same as a living person. If it is a twelve soul corpse, it can remove the corpse qi, even Sun Yan can't detect it, if it reaches fifteen souls, not only will the flesh and blood be reborn, but they can even learn magic, which is comparable to turning into a corpse.

It turned out that the middle-aged man in front of him turned out to be a fifteen soul corpse comparable to the corpse, if this soul exploded...... Sun Yan didn't dare to imagine that because he had divine thoughts, he hurriedly searched for ways to deal with fifteen soul corpses from the various secret methods of corpse control that he couldn't understand before.

Sun Yan was soon disappointed. The fifteen soul corpses are basically invulnerable, and there are very few spells in the world that can control it, and there is only one way to destroy it, that is, the puppet sect inheritors who need to cultivate divine thoughts perform the curtain call method.

Not to mention that Sun Yan is not the inheritor of the puppet sect, even if he knows how to take a curtain call, he can't die with this puppet. Other than that, there are only three other ways to temporarily control puppet corpses with more than fifteen souls.

Puppet corpses that have reached fifteen souls or more have already begun to have senses, and they don't need to be controlled all the time by magicians, they only need to give orders. It is recorded in the Netherworld Corpse Control Technique that the Great Blessing Prayer Technique of the Southern Witch and the Northern Shaman's Séance Technique both have a way to temporarily give an order to the puppet on behalf of the master, but these Sun Yan don't understand it.

The last recorded method is to cut off the original owner's control soul line in a short period of time through divine thoughts, so as to achieve the purpose of temporarily controlling the puppet. According to the description in the book, Sun Yan guessed that with his current level of divine thoughts, it would be a little difficult to control the nine soul corpses, let alone cut off the soul thoughts left by the owners of the fifteen soul corpses.

Not true, or really a try. Sun Yan saw that the clothes and weapons of this middle-aged soul corpse were like the outfits of ancient swordsmen, so it should be said that its owner should be long gone, and the last order given to it may be to stay here forever and not let people pass. If this is the case, then Sun Yan does not need to deal with its original owner, he just needs to forcibly add an order to it.

Originally, Sun Yan's idea was absolutely impossible to realize, why? Because the method of the Netherworld Corpse Control Technique is to be completed with the help of the original owner's soul line. For example, a computer whiz can remotely take over someone else's computer, but if you unplug the network cable, it won't be useful if he has great ability.

That's the truth, but if Sun Yan is in a hurry, he is neither a human nor a ghost now, I don't know what it is, but he can still use the divine thought, but the divine thought controlled by his soul can still be connected with the puppet's soul casting. In this way, Sun Yan easily connected with the fifteen soul corpses without knowing it, as if he was connected to a wireless network.

At this moment, there was a deathly silence on the square, and everyone was stunned to see the image of Sun Yan on the high platform, even Zhou Cun opened his mouth wide, and he couldn't go back for a long time.

"Hurry up, oops, you can't just slash with your sword, kick him, yes, kick him."

"Oh, there's a trap here, are you alright? Forget, how can you have a problem with your rough skin and thick flesh, hurry up and climb up. ”

…… After people saw the fifteen soul corpses and didn't know what they had eaten wrong, they pulled their legs from the boulder and turned around and ran towards the mountain, Sun Yan has been following behind it. All the puppets on the road ahead were all dealt with by fifteen soul corpses; All the mechanisms are also triggered by the fifteen soul corpses first, and Sun Yan, unhurriedly, followed from afar, saw the wonderful fight scenes, and couldn't help but explain it, walked to the scenic realm, and hummed two throats, under the true feelings and true nature, the movements were extremely comfortable, and the eyes became more and more ecstatic......

It turned out that Sun Yan's order to the puppet corpse was to clear all the obstacles in front of him before returning to garrison. For the passers, it may be more dangerous ahead, but there is no stronger puppet than the fifteen soul corpses. Sun Yan hummed a song all the way like this, and easily walked through the five-mile Wangxiang Road.

When they reached the boundary monument at the beginning of the sixth mile, the fifteen soul corpses stopped, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"Whew~"

On the square, I don't know who was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, and then the scene exploded like water droplets splashing into a pot of oil.

"Six miles, finally six miles, this bastard's good luck is coming to an end."

"What the hell just happened? Fifteen Soul Corpses ......"

"Could it be that this person is not only a great talisman refiner, but also has the ability to manipulate fifteen soul corpses at will?"

"Father's ......"

Zhou Cun waved his hand and said, "When will you learn to calm down?" Let's take a look at it first. ”

In fact, the most depressed person now is still Sun Yan, he was still proud of his good luck just now, but for some reason, the fifteen soul corpses actually stopped doing it. Sun Yan had no choice but to set foot on the sixth mile of Wangxiang by himself.

Before he had crossed the boundary monument and walked three steps away, Sun Yan almost instinctively turned around and ran back, and then crashed headlong into the mountain wall behind.

"Haha, you know it's amazing." There were people out there gloating.

"Alas! Here is a simulation of the wind and flesh and bones, every step forward, the pain will be multiplied, we can't stand it, as long as we accept to serve three years in the soul prison to escape, but this Sun Yan ......"

Sun Yan was indeed enduring Ling Chi's pain at the moment. Just now he only took two steps, and a cold wind blew, and then his skin was covered with a layer of blood mist, Sun Yan hurriedly dodged, and then hit the mountain wall.

It was useless to dodge, the fierce cold wind seemed to stick to him, like a shadow. Sun Yan felt that he was being violently polished by a huge coarse abrasive cloth, and his skin was being rubbed away little by little, oozing out layer after layer of tiny beads of blood.

He wanted to grit his teeth and rush over in one breath, but it didn't work, Sun Yan was like a person walking against the wind, not only could he not speed up, but he was even in danger of being blown back.

Step 4 and Step 5...... Sun Yan seemed to be more violent with each additional step, and by the time he reached the ninth step, his right hand was about to reveal his bones.

As soon as he took the tenth step, a pain that was even more penetrating than the previous one made Sun Yan's attention instantly distracted, so that he didn't stabilize his body, and was directly swept back by the strong wind, and hit the mountain wall again. And all the flesh and blood that he had just lost had grown back, and it seemed that he was going to start all over again.

How is this possible? The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the pain is getting worse and worse, and if you can't hold back a little, the previous sins will be in vain, who can pass this? If you don't go, you can't go, if you don't go, you're sitting at the starting point, and you're sandpapered all the time, and you can't stand it.

Sun Yan was about to collapse. He had already walked out more than forty steps for the fourth time, but he was not paying attention and was swept back again. It would be nice to really be able to collapse and go crazy, but my mind is still very clear, and the pain is so intense that no one faints, as if this is an endless hell that exists purely to punish those who have committed unforgivable sins.

Some of the young girls in the square, no matter what kind of clothes they were wearing, all bit their lower lipes tightly and shed tears. Even the men were silent, wondering what would happen if I were him.

Zhou Jie suddenly rushed to the high platform in front of her, kneeling there and sobbing, but she couldn't say a word.

Zhou Cun stared at Sun Yan for a long time, and finally sighed, motioned to the other ladies to help Zhou Jie up, and then said loudly into the image: "Sun Yan Xiaoyou, if you really can't bear it, jump three times on the rock wall, and the old man will spend some effort to let you out." ”

"Father, no," the old man standing behind Zhou Cun hurriedly stopped, but was stopped by Zhou Cun.

Sun Yangang was swept back again when he was in his twenties, and he heard what Zhou Cun said clearly, and thought that there was something on the mountain wall that could open this place, so he hurriedly went over to look for it.