The atmosphere of the main hall was extremely depressed at this moment.

Even Nan Yunlie, who was in the half-step Martial Marquis realm, was helpless at this moment. The things in King Wu's tomb have long been beyond his imagination.

And Lin Huang was not only frightened, but also had a trace of doubt in his heart, that is, the blood-colored crow full of corpse puppet bodies.

On the way to the Drifting Snow Palace, the mysterious blood shadow is the blood-colored crow.

Wuhou Jia Wanjin also has a blood crow in his body.

In the Drifting Snow Palace, during the battle against Jiang Huaiyin, a blood-colored crow entered Lin Huang's body, and was later suppressed by him.

The blood-colored crow had already left an indelible mark on Lin Huang's heart.

And what does it mean that there are so many blood crows in the body of this corpse puppet?

"Remember, you must not let the blood crow enter your body!"

Lin Huang warned Lu Han and Mo Yanfeng beside him.

"This kind of blood crow, afraid of the neighing of horses!"

Lu Han said suddenly.

"How do you know?"

Lin Huang turned his head and stared at Lu Han suspiciously.

Lu Han cleared his throat and scratched his head, "I don't remember very clearly, it seems that I had one at home when I was a child." As soon as he heard the neighing of a horse, he was terrified!"

Lin Huang turned his head with difficulty, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Who is Lu Han sacred, actually raising blood crows at home?

He had seen the power of the blood crow entering his body, and even a generation of martial marquis Jia Wanjin was helpless. And if it weren't for the fact that Heavenly Shura was able to restrain the blood crow, I am afraid that he would have become a puppet of the blood crow.

While the two were talking, the corpse puppet had already killed the red eye. Any fresh breath became the target of his attack, whether it was an Earth Yuan or a Tian Yuan martial artist.

What's even more terrifying is that all the attacks of the warriors have no effect on the corpse puppet. Whether it was the sword qi sword or the thunder flame, when they came into contact with the blood light around the corpse puppet, they all turned into nothingness.

The corpse puppet has become an irreversible existence.

After the corpse puppet slashed seven Tian Yuan martial artists one after another, Nan Yunlie's face was completely solemn, and with his half-step martial arts realm, after the tentative attack, he also felt powerless.

One punch of the corpse puppet is enough to kill any martial artist under the realm of Wuhou.

"I'll give it a try!"

Looking at the many warriors who were ruthlessly killed in the main hall, together with Qin Han and Lu Yun who followed Yun Feifei down the mountain in the Drifting Snow Palace, Lu Han took a deep breath and said resolutely.

Hiss!

The sound of horses neighing suddenly sounded in the hall.

Martial Soul - Iron Horse Glacier Glaive Spear!

I saw that behind Lu Han, a war horse wearing iron armor appeared with a neigh, and a river of ice gradually condensed around him. Lu Han waved the golden gun in his hand and let out a whining roar.

At the moment when the neighing of the horse sounded, the corpse puppet's figure trembled involuntarily, and the rich blood light around it became dim.

The corpse puppet turned around and stared at Lu Han.

For some reason, it seemed to feel a hint of fear! The man with the golden gun in his hand was so weak, but he smelled danger.

Then, the corpse puppet's body unfolded, like rolling thunder, and rushed towards Lu Han with endless blood and energy.

"Iron Horse Glacier ......"

Lu Han let out a long sigh, and several war horse figures appeared around him, turning into a dark whirlwind, rushing towards the corpse puppet.

Then, Lu Han flew up, the golden spear in his hand vibrating, and the green dragon pattern on it flashed with Dao light, and a sharp and cold aura filled this hall.

“...... Glaive!"

Lu Han held the golden spear and flew down, the spear pointed directly at the head of the corpse puppet.

Rumble!

There was a tremor, and before Lu Han could get close to the corpse puppet, the latter suddenly roared, and the blood and qi around his body shook, and the terrifying aura suddenly blasted Lu Han away, hitting the top of the main hall heavily, and then fell suddenly.

And several war horses that were heading towards the corpse puppet suddenly exploded the moment they touched the corpse puppet.

Under the blow, Lu Han vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

The corpse puppet turned its head and walked towards Lu Han again, raised its foot, and stepped towards the latter......

Lin Huang's eyes froze, and his body suddenly moved, reaching an unprecedented speed. grabbed Lu Han on the ground and rolled to the side at the same time.

There was another bang.

Where the corpse puppet fell, a huge pit appeared in the main hall. If it weren't for the timely escape of the two of them, they avoided that kick in a thrilling way, but I am afraid that they would have turned into meat paste.

"No way, the realm is too different!"

Lu Han spat blood from his mouth and said with a pale face.

Lin Huang stared at the terrifying corpse puppet, and the blood qi around his body, after being attacked by Lu Han's martial spirit, was not as strong as before. I couldn't help but ponder and said:

"Maybe try again!"

Then, with a move of Lin Huang's arm, dozens of array seals flew out of the sleeve robe, forming a formation in the main hall.

"The formation doesn't work against him either!"

Lu Han shook his head.

Yun Feifei on the side looked at the formation in Lin Huang's hand, and even showed a hint of mockery, "But an Earth Yuan martial artist also wants to compete with such a strong corpse puppet." With a first-level formation?"

After Lin Huang frowned and glanced at Yun Feifei, he said seriously to Lu Han: "Try to integrate your martial soul into the formation!"

Lu Han froze for a moment, and then waved his arm. The figure of the martial soul reappeared, and little by little it merged into the formation of the forest wilderness.

In a moment, the sound of war horses in the main hall stirred.

With a move of Lin Huang's arm, he threw the sword array out.

Then the sword array raged, surrounding the corpse puppet, but did not attack. It's just that there are countless war horses galloping wildly in the array, making a blood-boiling horse neighing sound, fused together, like rolling thunder.

The corpse puppet's body was darkened.

Oh!

Then, the corpse puppet let out an angry roar, its eyes staring at Lin Huang and Lu Han, with a fierce killing intent.

"Elder Nan!"

Lin Huang turned his head to look at Nan Yunlie.

Nan Yunlie nodded, as if he understood Lin Huang's thoughts. swept towards the two of them like a frightened wave, and then grabbed Lin Huang with his left hand, grabbed Lu Han with his right hand, and ran wildly in the hall.

The so-called wild run is to avoid the attack of the corpse golem.

At the same time as Lin Huang moved, the formation around the corpse puppet was also moving, constantly changing its direction. The only thing that hasn't changed is the thunderous neighing of horses in the hall, which is getting louder and louder.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the warriors in the main hall lit up. Under the neighing of the horse, the blood around the corpse puppet seemed to become more and more dim.

Everyone seemed to understand that the neighing of horses was the nemesis of the corpse puppet.

Not time...... There were a few warriors in the main hall, holding their heads and neighing horses. Tired and red-faced, but extraordinarily energetic.

"This ...... It's more powerful!"

Lin Huang turned his head to look at the few martial artists, with a look of admiration.

In the main hall, the corpse puppet surrounded by the formation showed a trace of anxiety in anger. The countless blood crows in the body began to wilt.

However, as time passed, Nan Yunlie's speed also slowed down, after all, he was facing a corpse puppet, and every time he avoided it, it would take a lot of vitality.

It is not easy for Nanyun Lie to hold on for half a quarter of an hour.

"Still won't work!"

Lin Huang shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

Not only did Nan Yunlie not be able to hold on, but there was also a limit to his control of the formation, and the same was true for Lu Han's control of the martial soul.

In half an hour, although the blood around the corpse puppet has been completely shaved off, it is very difficult to shake the corpse puppet itself......

In the end, Nan Yunlie stopped, sweating profusely, and Lin Huang and Lu Han were also tired and a little prostration.

In the main hall, the corpse puppet felt the gradually disappearing formation, and suddenly let out a roar, and a touch of blood flickered around his body again, staring at the three of Lin Huang like vultures.

Then, the corpse puppet flew directly into the air, and a palpitating aura came towards the three of Lin Huang like a tide......

Nanyun Lie was protecting the two of them, and his eyes were unprecedentedly dignified.

A formation of puppets appeared around Lin Huang.

Lu Han held the golden gun in his hand, which was extremely sharp.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts filled with horror. Anyone can see that this is the corpse puppet is really angry, and the three people of the Drifting Snow Palace under the huge body of the corpse puppet will also turn into flesh in the next moment.

Boom!

At the moment when the corpse puppet fell, something suddenly changed in the hall.

I saw a giant palm of 100 zhang suddenly appear in the main hall, like a grinding disc falling from the dome cover, and between the waves, the corpse puppet was slapped away with one palm.

Well?

The sudden change made everyone present stunned.

Who made the move, and actually slapped the corpse puppet away.

It also broke the blood around the corpse puppet.

This is a corpse puppet of the Wuhou realm!

Lin Huang also frowned, and his gaze moved to a corner of the main hall, only to see that a blood-colored figure appeared there without knowing when.

The whole body was wrapped in bright red robes, and the robes fluttered in the hall like the blood flowers of hell in full bloom.

Not only is the robe blood-colored, but the latter's hair is extremely red. Falling down from his shoulders, the breeze actually gave Lin Huang a feeling of a blood-colored waterfall.

The blood-colored figure had a thin face and high cheekbones, Lin Huang had never seen such an angular face, like a carved knife, and his deeply sunken eyes made people feel extremely depressed.

"It's ......"

Rao is Nan Yunlie, after seeing the man in blood, he took a deep breath, and seemed to guess the identity of the latter, with shock in his puzzled eyes.

There is also a strong sense of jealousy.

Lin Huang glanced at Nan Yunlie, and then his gaze fell on the blood-clothed man, his brows furrowed deeply, according to his understanding of Wuhou Bang, there seemed to be no one who matched this person's image.

There is no doubt that the man in blood who stood not far from everyone was a strong martial marquis.

In the tomb of King Wu, the first Marquis of Wu appeared.

The blood-clothed man's face was silent, his sunken eyes swept over everyone like a vulture, his emaciated face was glowing with a cold color, and he sneered disdainfully:

"It's just a mere corpse, and it's hard for you to subdue it. The martial artists of the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties are really disappointing!"

"I don't know what Your Excellency is called?"

A daring warrior asked.

"Those who know Benhou's name are dead, are you sure you want to know?" The blood-clothed man's eyes were horizontal, and he peeked at the warrior who was questioning, and his gloomy eyes were so gloomy that the latter did not dare to speak.

Roar!

The corpse puppet that climbed up in the hall roared again. This time he turned his attention to the blood-clad man, and rumbled towards the latter.

I saw the blood-clothed man smile awe-inspiringly, with indescribable contempt in his eyes. With a grip of five fingers in the air, a blood-colored vitality invaded towards the corpse puppet, and a terrifying aura also filled the hall.

In the main hall, the speed of the corpse puppet became faster and faster, but it was directly sucked by the man in blood.

In an instant, the blood-clothed man flew up and pressed his palm on the top of the corpse puppet's head, and between the five fingers, he forcibly deprived the corpse puppet of its power.

The blood crow in the corpse puppet's body hissed wildly, but under the powerful power of the blood-clothed man, like an imprisoned ant, he could not break free.

The blood-clothed man was even more vigorous at this moment, hunting all over his body, and the power of the corpse puppet was like the water of a great river, pouring into his body in a steady stream.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Huang's widening eyes gradually froze, this was the first time he had seen such a domineering method.

The faces of the people in the main hall were full of joy, and the corpse puppet was deprived of its power, which was undoubtedly the most pleasant thing for them. If no bloodied man appears, they will all die here.

Nan Yunlie had an earthy face, looking at the figure of the man in blood, he was shocked to the extreme, and he did not feel the slightest joy because the corpse puppet was deprived of his strength.

Because he knew that this blood-clothed man was an even more terrifying existence......

(End of chapter)