"This man's methods are so strange!" Huzi was shocked, "Could it be that the puppets in his hands are all from his own family?" ”

The man was surrounded by the first ten puppets to appear, the ten puppets were wearing snow-white masks, and around the ten puppets stood a hundred blue mask puppets. Beyond this battle is an impregnable wall of thousands of puppets.

This man is the third son of the patriarch of the Hanging Tan Clan, the strongest strength of the Hanging Tan Clan, known as Tan Changming, who can reach an army of 100,000 people by one person.

Tan Changming's puppets are indeed all Hanging Tan people, there are clear provisions in the ancestral training of the Hanging Tan tribe, you can not control the people of your own clan, this ancestral training was first established by the ancestor of the Hanging Tan clan who founded the corpse manipulation, but hundreds of years later, there are clansmen who challenge the clan rules to secretly harm their compatriots, and as a result, when the corpse is controlled under the corpse manipulation, its effect is greatly reduced, so the control of the corpse of the clan mostly ends in failure, but there will still be accidents in the millennium, for example, this Tan Changming, at the age of ten, controlled the corpse of the clan, and successfully used the corpse to cast a second stage of corpse manipulation.

The elite puppet army that suddenly appeared and descended over instantly engulfed everyone, and the only remaining soldier beside Lu Bang screamed for his life, and even the two masters of cultivation were not in the evil arts, and they couldn't extricate themselves. Lu Bang regretted seeing this, and it was too late to escape.

Before the bell even put on the magic power of the mixed mantis, it was stripped from the demon tiger by dozens of people, and the bell of the demon tiger was lost, and it was attacked from all sides. Standing in the earlobe of the bell, Prince Ah Dou used witchcraft to block the puppet's attacks several times, and after a few times, he was unable to do anything and watched the bell be kicked to the ground.

The bell spurted out a mouthful of bitter blood, the snow teeth were soaked and dyed red, lying on the ground before he could get up, his body was smashed down by four meteor hammers, the meteor hammer head was the size of each basin, and the weight was not enough to shake the ground, but the force smashed the bell directly and fainted.

Besides, Fang Tianmu, seeing the puppet pounce, there was suddenly a golden shell like a pot lid on the top of his head, the golden shell suddenly shrank, Fang Tianmu's eyes were about to split, and he couldn't even hold the black knife in his hand and threw it down.

Wangxiang has no life to suck, only hand-to-hand combat with the puppets, if one person can defeat hundreds of corpses, then immediately another two hundred puppets will attack.

Huzi and Du Xiaoyue were only hit once, and then slid out fifty zhang away with blood marks, Xiaoyue was protected by Huzi and only fainted due to concussion, but Huzi was due to the lack of cold stone complement, which caused the energy in the divine pill to be empty, and he almost died after this heavy blow.

At this moment, it is only the kite that can be both offensive and defensive, if it relies on the "wood" to protect the body, it is not allowed to fight and retreat, but she wants to save everyone, running left and right, but makes herself leak flaws, a small gap, how can thousands of puppets catch it, in a flash, the kite was "skinned and exposed", and was caught out of the "wood", followed by a hammer, and was unconscious.

In a hurry, Lu Bang stumbled and rolled around, the puppet deliberately did not attack him, dozens of breaths later, thousands of puppets surrounded Lu Bang in the center, in front of Lu Bang, except for Wangxiang who was locked by a heavy diamond chain, and Fang Tianmu was treated by the golden shell of the nose bleeding constantly, the others were already a puddle of "faint meat".

Lu Bang held the sword in his hand, his legs trembled, and under the pressure, he pulled out the dagger at his waist and stabbed it into his thigh inch by inch, so that his heartstrings would not break.

A thin slit was made in the puppet, and the existing blue-faced puppet bent down, using a fan to fly the dust and dirt on the ground, and then the white-faced puppet opened the way with both arms, and then, Na Tan Changming walked out.

Tan Chang's eyes were expressionless, everything was like a cloud, he didn't want to ask more, and he didn't want to answer more, so he only whispered: "Dismiss the army, and then come back to receive the death, all the corpses." ”

After that, there were puppets who carried the fallen "Xia" and Wangxiang and Du Xiaoyue.

A white-faced puppet sensed that Du Xiaoyue was really a mortal, and reported this intention to Tan Changming, but Tan Changming didn't look back, only said: "It's useless to be a corpse, when a person is incompetent, turn her into the ground." ”

A puppet came over, grabbed Du Xiaoyue's head with one hand, embedded his nails in the flesh, and then lifted it. Du Xiaoyue woke up just now, and wanted to stabilize it for the time being, just wait for everyone to wake up, but she heard Tan Changming's words.

She had a splitting headache, a few strands of hair fell, opened her eyes, and looked at the crowd in front of her, sad and unwilling, unable to cry, and unable to resist. She crawled out of the underground cave, who can match the belief in living, she doesn't want to die, but where does this ruthless world leave her an ant man to live.

"Ahh Du Xiaoyue kicked the ground with her legs, trying to stand up, but was held down by the puppet on the top of her head, she used all her strength, her legs were straight, her buttocks were pouting, but her head was still pressed in the distance. She suddenly cried, knelt down, and bit the puppet's right leg, her blood-red eyes were like a she-wolf on the verge of death, but the puppet was a corpse, and there was no pain, let alone mercy.

She bit off a piece of flesh, spit it out, and struggled to her feet, but the hand was never pushed too much, she didn't give up, she cried and cried, as if there was never any reason for her to be exhausted by the belief that she would "live".

The puppet had already oozed poisonous gas, Du Xiaoyue's scalp was numb, but her consciousness was still awake, it turned out that the painful Fang Tianmu stretched out a hand and sucked away the energy from the puppet's hand.

The more energy the puppet used, the weaker Fang Tianmu became, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground on his side. The flow of energy in that hand never stopped.

Du Xiaoyue felt the numbness in her scalp gradually disappear, replaced by a burning sensation that made her slowly scorch, and the poisonous gas had begun to corrupt her skull.

Du Xiaoyue howled, she stole infinite strength out of nowhere, she rolled, but her head was held, she kicked her legs, and her neck was almost broken directly, so, she didn't give up, she didn't want to die.

Outside the heavenly organ, all the soldiers looked at the sky, a few fire clouds floated in the blue curtain, looked at it fixedly, panicked like a fire ship sailing in the sea of clouds, and then, a meteor fell, like fire, it scraped the sky fiercely, like thunder, it split the clouds and covered the ears, it was like a handleless sword, from the sky into the heart of Wenyin Mountain.

The meteor was falling from the puppet's waist, splitting the puppet in half, and only after it settled, did it reveal its human form.

Mu Ziyun stood beside Du Xiaoyue, the shattered body of the flying puppet, half of which was submerged in the thunder and shattered into dust, and half of which sank into the flames and extinguished into dust.

Mu Ziyun burst into the crown and glared angrily, he looked down at the half-dead people on the ground, and when he looked up and saw thousands of puppets standing in a forest, he suddenly lost his human reason, and said angrily: "Forget it in the ground, I will turn this place into purgatory!" ”

Then he flicked his fists and sleeves, he opened his arms, and fire beads and thunder souls flew out, and the voice of Mu Ziyun came out of them: "Fire (thunder)!" Flame on the life, flame down the death (instantaneous, instantaneous)! The flames will be the sun and me (please be the holy light in my hands)! In the Grey Sky (Open the Gates of Hell)! ”

Mu Ziyun opened his mouth and shouted angrily: "Destroy all beings! ”

At that moment, even creatures ten miles away could see a "magic mountain", the mountain burned red, the fire rushed up to three thousand clouds, and the volcano was crawling with countless purple light claws, and the ghosts cried and howled in its electric sparks...