The attack of the people did not pose any threat to the giant witch corpse, the giant witch corpse walked forward step by step, I am afraid that it will be able to pass through the city gate hole in a while, if it cannot be solved before they get out of the cave, and when all ten giant witch corpses appear, then everyone is afraid that they will be helpless.

Just as everyone was attacking with all their might, the remaining guards also set up their bows and arrows and aimed them at the giant's eyes.

However, a rain of arrows struck, and the giant just waved his hand to block all the arrows.

The giant's offensive is actually very simple, swinging an axe, grasping with his hands, stepping on his feet, and he doesn't know martial arts at all, if an ordinary person is like this, he will only be beaten. But with their brute strength and tall body size, these ordinary tricks have become extremely powerful killing moves, if they are caught in their hands, they are afraid that they can crush the bones with a pinch, and if they are stepped on, it is also a corpse without bones.

Seeing that the two sides were forced to retreat, Song Ying'er in the rear couldn't help but say with a disgraced face: "Your Highness, this giant is really powerful, just slashing indiscriminately, it also makes many masters helpless." ”

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't cultivated the qi of heaven and earth at all, but being able to reach such a realm with brute strength is really embarrassing for the master." ”

Lu Bei whispered suspiciously: "Your Highness, since shamans and wizards all know how to refine witch corpses, if they do it, they should be able to easily deal with these giant wizards, right?"

Fang Ling asked rhetorically, "Do you know what the most important thing is for the witch corpse?"

Lu Bei thought for a while and guessed: "Is it a body of steel and iron?"

Fang Ling shook his head and said, "No, the most important thing is witch blood!"

"Witch blood, oh, it's the black liquid flowing from those witch corpses!" Song Ying'er saw Gertai's injury, and immediately understood.

Fang Ling nodded and said: "Witch blood is the most important thing for witch corpses, with witch blood, only then can the soul of the witch corpse continue to exist, and at the same time, it can freely integrate into the qi of heaven and earth." If there is no witch blood, then the witch corpse loses the possibility of existence. However, the witch blood of each witch corpse is different, and the recipe for refining it is also varied, so any toxin is useless to the witch corpse, and the only way to deal with the witch corpse is to let the witch blood in their body drain out. ”

These days, Fang Ling and Tulan Motuo have discussed world affairs together, and they have also talked a lot about grassland affairs, especially shamanic affairs, so Fang Ling's understanding of witch corpses is much deeper than that of the two.

Song Ying'er and the others suddenly realized when they heard it, and felt that such an explanation was taken for granted, after all, as long as the shaman and the black witch and above could refine the witch corpse, if this kind of thing had obvious flaws, then their existence would be meaningless, and any wizard could easily destroy them.

And if the weakness is blood, then it is a very troublesome thing to bleed the witch corpse.

Seeing that the two of them were worried, Fang Ling smiled slightly and said, "It's actually not difficult to bleed the witch corpse, because they have an obvious flaw!"

"Obvious flaws?" Song Ying'er and the others suddenly became interested.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Let's keep looking, the shaman wizard will start soon." ”

Sure enough, seeing that everyone's attack was ineffective, the Shaman Witch King couldn't help frowning slightly: "These thousand-year-old antiquities are really powerful, it seems that the only way to enter the city is to destroy them, it's a pity, if they can be preserved intact, it will be a great thing for the five tribes." ”