Chapter Twenty-Eight: Xi Yu Dies, Battle Corpse Puppet

The man's face said gently: "It's okay, I'll send someone to see her." ”

"Thank you." Luo Shuyan looked at the man gratefully.

"Between you and me, why say thank you." The man held it with his hand and held Luo Shuyan's shoulder affectionately.

Luo Shuyan lowered his head, with a little coldness in his eyes, not as gentle as Fang Cai.

On the other side, Luo Qingwu, as soon as he solved Luo Shuyan, turned his expression to Xi Yu.

"What? I didn't provoke you, and we wrote off all the accounts in the palace before. Xi Yu looked at Luo Qingwu's eyes and slowly stepped back.

"Really? Ayu, how is my friend now? Luo Qingwu carried the sword and moved forward step by step.

"You, you...... Are you ......" Xi Yu was extremely shocked in his heart, pointing at Luo Qingwu, unable to speak for a long time.

"Huh, do you recognize it?" Luo Qingwu stared at Xi Yu evilly, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Aren't you a man?" Xi Yu finally held back a sentence.

"Did I say that?" Luo Qingwu tilted his head.

"I'm ......," Xi Yu said, and summoned a corpse puppet to attack Luo Qingwu.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," Luo Qingwu blocked the attack unhurriedly.

Luo Qingwu pulled the corpse puppet over it, broke the connection between Xi Yu and the corpse puppet, and forcibly let it break away from Xi Yu's hands.

"Hiss" Xi Yu only felt a sharp pain in his fingers, it was a heart-piercing pain, his right hand immediately held his left hand, and his eyes immediately became cold-blooded, which were emotionless eyes, as if they had no temperature.

"You are looking for death" Xi Yu bit her index finger and sucked the spiritual power of her subordinates, and several of her subordinates died on the spot, but her movements did not stop, but she just drew a "death" word in mid-air, and a large array fell to the ground, which was only in a few breaths.

The originally sunny sky immediately became dark and gloomy, and the thunder was rolling, and Luo Qingwu felt depressed when he saw the sky.

"Hahaha, you're dead......" Xi Yu spat out blood and laughed as if he was crazy.

Seeing this, Luo Qingwu threw the sword in his hand and plunged it into her heart.

"It's really noisy" Luo Qingwu looked at the sky, but it was a rare thing that Xi Yu would summon.

However, before that, she went to pick up the sword she had just thrown out, but there was no way, this sword had no spirituality, she couldn't understand human speech at all, and she wouldn't fly back by itself.

Waiting for Luo Qingwu to pull out his sword and draw a small circle on Xi Yu's body, the thing summoned by Xi Yu finally came out, it was a huge corpse puppet.

He was about a foot tall, with tight muscles all over his body, fierce eyes, a sledgehammer in his hand, and a pair of glasses that were just a thug of the Black Society.

The corpse puppet first attacked like Luo Qingwu, he first stepped forward and took a big step, and the sledgehammer in his hand attacked straight like Luo Qingwu.

Luo Qingwu reacted quickly to dodge, but when he looked at the ground that was being attacked, he had a certain understanding of the strength of the corpse puppet.

There was a one-meter pit in the ground......

Luo Qingwu dodged the attack, then sensitively turned behind the corpse puppet and stabbed it with his sword, leaving only a slight trace.

"What a sturdy body, this body is really suitable for a shield." When Luo Qingwu said this, he dodged the hammer of the corpse puppet again.

Next, it is the corpse puppet's non-stop attack, falling clear to dodge, and then, attacking.

After this time, Luo Qingwu was a little tired, but he also gained something.

With her eyes, she saw the weakness beneath the layers of envelope.

It turned out that this corpse puppet was refined with a soft armor, which was tightly combined with his flesh and blood, so he was invulnerable.

However, there is one area that has become his only weakness, and that is his eyes.

Luo Qingwu thought of this, so he looked at the little place left, mixed the corpse puppet with his hand, and climbed onto his shoulder.

The corpse puppet began to raise his hand to attack Luo Qingwu, but he was a corpse puppet and was not flexible enough, and when his hand reached his shoulder, Luo Qingwu had already turned over in front of him and jumped down.

Right now, I'll stab you. Luo Qingwu stabbed the corpse puppet in the left eye with a sword.

The corpse golem covered his eyes with his left hand, and took a sledgehammer in his right hand to Luoqingwu Hammer.

Luo Qingwu stepped through a big pit, but the corpse puppet was obviously not so smart, and stepped on it directly, but most of his body remained outside, after all, a one-meter pit was just a small puddle for his three-meter size.

Luo Qingwu took advantage of this opportunity to knock his head with a sword, and kept poking his eyes with a sword.

The corpse golem held a sledgehammer and kept attacking Luo Qingwu.

"Sample, it's quite capable!" Luo Qingwu kept dodging, and he was worried about falling into the pit.

"Alright, let's stop playing." Luo Qingwu's sword, with sword energy, stabbed it heavily.

As a result, the "bang" corpse puppet cracked directly, and a black shadow appeared on its body, which quickly disappeared in front of Luo Qingwu's eyes.

All that was left on the ground was a black spar.

"Magic Crystal? How did it end up here? Batian opened his mouth in surprise.

"What is a magic crystal?" Luo Qingwu picked up the magic crystal and looked at it carefully.

"The magic crystal is equivalent to the spiritual root of the human race, which is used to store magic power, you can keep it, it is useless to others, it is a treasure to you." Baten opened his mouth to explain.

"Okay, can I use anything else?" Luo Qingwu still wants to transform this corpse puppet into his own corpse puppet.

"Keep it if you want! It's nothing more than picking up more rags and taking up a position. "Batian doesn't care about opening his mouth, anyway, he doesn't live in the storage ring.

"Okay, I still want to improve and make him work for me!" Luo Qingwu happily put the corpse puppet in the storage ring.

"Xi Yu, what are you going to do with it?" Batian looked at Xi Yu in the distance and asked.

"Refine her into a corpse puppet." Luo Qingwu walked forward happily, as if he had picked up a lot of treasures.

"I'm not afraid of being damned" Ba Tian asked in surprise, although he didn't know much about the practice of corpse golems, he also knew that the process of making corpse puppets was extremely bloody.

"It's okay, the mountain people have their own tricks, you just wait! By the way, you go and restore the scene for me. Luo Qingwu waved his hand and commanded.

"I ......" Ba Tiangang was a little reluctant, and Luo Qingwu's death smile came to him.

"Got itβ€”" Batian said reluctantly.

"Just be happy! It's your blessing to be able to help me. Luo Qingwu patted Batian's head and walked towards Xi Yu happily.

"Hey, my good friend, are you okay?" Luo Qingwu smiled softly.

"Oh, forgot, you're already hung up, speechless, look at my memory." Luo Qingwu said, and hooked Xi Yu's soul out of her body.