The hot and decaying aura kept eroding Li He's body, and the outstretched arm seemed to fade, erasing the dark yellow color on it, slowly revealing pale flesh and blood, and the exposure to the air instantly turned black, just like the charred corpse in front of him.

Li He's body was being burned, and the paper figure seemed to be constantly being forced back.

Except for the paper marks on the fingers, the other parts are visibly scorched and eroded.

To make matters worse, he still couldn't move.

Even those sticky, dark eyes became dull, and the scenery in front of them began to blur.

If it continues like this, I am afraid that it will be eroded by the corpse riders.

Li He thought that this bad omen was related to control, and so many corpses around him woke up, which was obviously a bad omen.

All the awakened corpses have been strengthened to a certain extent, and they were originally a pile of rotten flesh and white bones, but after standing up, they are extremely strong, and they can live with him in a few moves.

Fortunately, there is no corpse that is too terrifying, if it is the kind of corpse that has just died and the Dao Law has not disappeared, if it is controlled by it, it is unimaginable.

To a certain extent, the body of the bad omen after fusion has undergone a mutation, and his body has turned into a paper man, which is already a kind of ghoul, so the other party can control it.

The scorched corpse stood still in place, but the corrosive power continued to corrupt Li He's body, and it had spread to his arms, and after a few dozen breaths, I am afraid that it would be completely controlled.

The only good news is that the corpses around it have almost been cleaned up by Li He, and even the few remaining corpses have lost their breath and are standing in place.

It seems that it still takes a lot of effort for Bad Omen to control his body.

But so what, the body doesn't belong to him at all at the moment, it's more like a puppet being manipulated, a stronger mass of consciousness is manipulating, taking control.

However, the bad omen is not easy, unlike the rotten flesh around him, Li He has a complete mess of paper figures in his body, as well as most of the shredded paper paintings, which is a bad omen that he completely suppresses, and it is very difficult for the corpse rider to replace them.

And what amazed Li He was that the corpse rider seemed to sense the horror of the catalog, without a trace of invasion, and did not try. Perhaps in its eyes, catalogues are not in the category of corpses.

So as Li He's biggest foundation, he couldn't start it, and even if he wanted to fight for his life at the moment, he couldn't use the catalogue to suppress the corpse riders.

The scorched black gradually enveloped the body, and a scorched and disgusting smell wafted into the nose, watching the body turn into charcoal, but there was nothing to do, and the impatience in the heart can be imagined.

"What to do!"

His eyes were gray, and he was about to lose sight of the corpse rider, indicating that his control was declining, but he still vaguely saw that the other party's eerie green paper eyes had also lost their light, completely reflecting the dark yellow body of the paper man.

The paper man's body turns blackened in the reflection, indicating that he has completely mastered this part. Not only that, behind the paper figure, a strange picture scroll floated, which was extremely white, but it was gradually stained with black ash and dust, and was dirty.

The portrait of the person printed around Li He's body was still smiling, and even faintly there were bursts of oozing laughter, and when the scorched black eroded into the chest area, the speed gradually slowed down, and it seemed that the Dao Kingdom Domain still had some effect.

Thinking of this, Li He suddenly thought for a moment, tried to contact the internal catalog, and suddenly wandered inside, and once again entered the familiar world.

The pages of the book do not change, and the scrolls form a circle of heaven and earth.

In the midst of a tea field with human faces, the decree of the state is placed on the altar, and in the distance, there is an eerie paper figure and a shredded paper painting floating in the air.

Contrary to the usual appearance, the paper man's torso, arms, and chest are being eroded by the darkness and are no longer what they used to be. The same is true of shredded paper paintings, the paper scrolls are covered with black ash, and even the palace maids can't see clearly, replaced by a black charred corpse.

The catalogue is indifferent to the change of the two bad omens in the tea field, perhaps in its opinion, it is only two ants that are imprisoned, and it has nothing to do with whether they are white ants or black ants.

In the past, it was Li He who used the catalogue to suppress the source of death, so as to gain control of the bad omen, but now that there is a 'person' to replace Li He, if the catalogue is not touched, there will be no conflict.

Because in essence, Li He is not yet able to completely control the catalogue, but only uses its omens to obtain guidance. All he could control was the bitter tea field in front of him and the two bad signs that balanced it.

The most dangerous thing now is that Li He can't regain control of his body, and even if he can connect to the catalog, he loses the qualification to transfer and use it.

Before, whether it was against paper people or shredded paper paintings, there was a glimmer of hope in the face of a desperate situation, that is, the powerful treasure of the catalog, but now, there is a treasure that cannot be used, which is really embarrassing.

I have to say that the bad omen of the eighth grade may have a hint of natural luck, and he will take the initiative to avoid the catalog. Coupled with the terrifying suppression of the corpse rider, it is simply a desperate situation.

Li He moved, and finally looked at the state order.

At this moment, when the bad omen is suppressed, the use of the national decree is likely to lead to an extremely strong backlash, but it is better to let the bad omen fight back than to be eroded by the corpse handler.

After figuring it out, Li He stepped forward, raised his right arm, which had been blackened in reality, and placed it under Ling Yin.

The inscription on the thick soil on the national decree flickered suddenly, and the entire tea field became overflowing, and Li He not only had a deeper control over the surrounding tea fields in an instant, but also saw the Kucha Ridge in the distance, and even the picturesque willows lying in the tea fields in the human face.

Losing the control of the shredded paper painting, Liu Ruhua is dependent on herself, and naturally she is also affected, and she is already lying on the ground at the moment, not knowing her life and death.

"The edict is pro-approved, and all evils are easy to dispel!"

For a moment, Li He felt as if his body was shaking, but then he fell silent, and the paper figures in the tea field began to struggle, his eyes became blood-red, the paper paintings shattered, and the confetti fluttered in the sky, which was a precursor to the backlash.

However, with the suppression of the corpse rider, the backlash could not be broken, and vaguely the paper man carried a charred corpse on his back, and black dust was reflected in every piece of shredded paper, and the sky became black and oppressive.

Li He stared out of the tea field, but the catalogue did not react in the slightest, it seemed that as long as the corpse rider did not directly erode the catalogue, who would control and suppress the two bad omens would have no effect on it.

His spiritual sense at this moment has been raised to the extreme, and the wind and grass in the mountains can be clearly perceived, but the land of bitter tea is more than a hundred miles away from here, how can the raw water save the thirst.

"Could it be that God is really going to kill me?"

Just when Li Hewan was in despair, he suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality, and suddenly looked at a certain place in the tea field, as if there was a human skin shaking.

It suddenly occurred to him that there was another helper in this graveyard.

If it is an ordinary time, a puppet made of Liu Ruhua, it is difficult for him to control his indirect means, but through the blessing of the national decree, all the subtle methods emerge in his heart.

So he gave a key order to the fuzzy human skin.

"Take the paper."

"Carry me! Back to bitter tea! ”