Chapter 1939 (2/2)
The little corpse puppet took the two corpse puppets that looked like living people to fly in front of him. Song Yan hurriedly followed them, while the two thousand corpse puppets around followed them with a blank look.
The mighty army chased and killed the upper God of the yuan family.
And now.
The upper gods of the yuan family and the Tian family are moving towards the direction of the sky robbery at full speed, but because the fog is too strong and there are corpse puppets lurking in the fog, their speed is not fast.
”Why do I have a bad feeling in my heart?”
One of the upper gods muttered to himself.
As for song Yan, there is a little corpse puppet leading the way, and you don't have to worry about the sneak attack of corpse puppet, so the speed is very fast.
Looking at the galloping corpse puppet, song Yan is thoughtful. It's not easy for him to control so many corpse puppets. Is he a corpse puppet king?
”They're right ahead!”
The little corpse puppet suddenly points to the dense fog path ahead.
Song Yan has heard the fight from the front. It seems that the group met the corpse puppet again.
”Let's go!”
Song Yan strode forward through the fog, and then the upper gods of Tianjia and Jiangjia appeared in his sight. At this moment, they used nearly half of their hands to besiege ten corpse puppets, and the rest were on guard. So as soon as song Yan appeared, they found him.”Look, it's the thief of song Yan!”
Someone exclaimed.
”Come on, get him!”
Some people shouted excitedly. Suddenly, five upper gods shot at Song Yanfei, but only half of them flew. They lived together, then retreated at a faster speed, with some panic and fear on their faces.
”How did you get back?”
Someone asked.
”He There are a lot of corpses behind the thief! ”
”Haha, little corpse puppet, look at you. Surround them all!”
Song Yan turns his head to the little corpse beside him.
”Good!”
The little corpse puppet nodded and let out a silent roar again. Then, in the twinkling of the figure, the upper gods were surrounded by more than 2000 corpse puppets.
Looking at the dense corpse puppet, everyone's face was turning white, and many of his bodies were trembling.
”Hey, grandsons, didn't you rely on many people before? Who has more people now? ”
Song Yan stepped out and looked at the upper gods, sneering.
”You How can you get the puppet to follow your orders? ”
A way of battle between the upper gods.
Song Yan sneers: ”haha, because I am the son of fate. Even if the corpse puppet sees me, he will bow to me. You scum dare to fight with me, not for death!”
Hearing song Yan's words, the little corpse puppet turned his eyes. He controlled the corpse puppet, which had nothing to do with song Yan.
”Song Yan, can you let us go? We can all swear that we will step back when we see you!” An upper God way.
”Do you think so?”
Song Yan sneers: ”little corpse puppet, kill them. By the way, remember to collect all their storage rings!”
”Roar!”
The little corpse puppets roared silently, and the corpse puppets who surrounded these upper gods moved.
”Ah! That's it! ”
”Song inkstone thief, you must die!”
The gods in the upper part tried their best to burst out their unparalleled attack power. Unfortunately, there were too many corpses and puppets. Even if they burst out ten times, they could not survive.
With just a few dozen breaths, the battle is over, and all the upper gods are killed.
[author's extras]: second watch