Chapter 1964 Kill or Not?

Accompanied by the breath of the two powerhouses of the Hades rising, the ground around them seemed to be hot, and red smoke rose continuously.

"Um!?"

Chu Yan's face darkened, and his eyes scanned the surrounding ground, but he saw that within a range of nearly 10,000 steps, there was this kind of bloody smoke, which happened to be centered on the position he was standing on.

"Could it be some kind of spiritual array laid in advance!?"

Chu Yan's figure flashed, and he was about to exit this area. However, almost at the moment when he dodged to retreat, suddenly, a palm broke through the ground under his feet, and suddenly grabbed his right foot.

"What?!"

Chu Yan was startled, and looked down, only to see that on the ground where there was nothing, there were lumps of soil bumps, some of which had been broken open, blood-colored palms, with streaks of black, coming from the ground. lean out.

"Depend on!"

With a loud shout, Chu Yan stomped on the ground with his right foot, and his violent power burst out instantly.

Tom!

In the muffled sound, with Chu Yan's right foot as the center, all the bloody palms on the ground were instantly shattered by the impact of true energy.

"What are these!?"

Chu Yan jumped up, suspended in the air, and looked at the ground with a look of astonishment on his face.

Because, the blow just now shattered all the red palms that broke out of the ground, but Chu Yan could clearly sense that the sinister aura under the ground did not weaken at all, but became stronger and stronger .

Not far away, two powerhouses of the Ming clan, one of them red and one black, radiate dazzling light, and the handprints of both hands are flying, as if they are controlling some kind of strange power.

What's more, to Chu Yan's surprise, in the entire Yan Mansion, those strong evil spirits were also rising crazily, and roars came from the depths of the Yan Mansion, which sounded creepy.

boom! boom! boom!

Before Chu Yan could react, countless cracks on the ground below exploded, and the soil guide arched. A respectful body climbed out from the ground, and the figure swayed around.

These figures crawling out of the ground are dilapidated, some lack hands, some lack feet, and even some,

Not even a head.

Each remnant body is red all over, with black tendons winding around the whole body. It seems that there is no skin, and it looks hideous and bloody.

However, among the densely packed bodies, there is a strange mark on almost every chest position, shining with a black light. From a distance, it looks like a shining black eye on the chest, which is particularly permeating.

"These are not ordinary yin puppets!"

Chu Yan frowned, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

As a martial artist who cultivated both alchemy and weapons, although Chu Yan did not specialize in the way of refining yin puppets, he knew a lot, and he had personally refined yin puppets.

But these crippled puppets in front of them look completely different from ordinary puppets.

You know, according to the ranks of Yin puppets, they are divided into corpse puppets, iron corpses, silver corpses, golden corpses, emperor corpses and the legendary god corpses.

At present, in the Outland Continent, the god corpse has not appeared for countless years, and it is said that its refining method has been lost.

That's because the corpse puppet refining method needs to use the corpses lost by the strong, so it has always been restricted by martial arts, and no one dares to disclose it.

However, Chu Yan is very clear that the forces of all major sects are secretly refining black puppets, especially some powerful sects are trying their best to invest a lot of resources to refine the emperor's corpse.

Moreover, some yin puppet masters who have fallen into the evil way are even constantly improving the method of refining yin puppets, and sacrificed the same special yin puppets.

In front of these, Chu Yan can clearly conclude that these are not ordinary puppets.

Moreover, the bodies of these yin puppets all shone with a strange light, and it was obvious that the entire body had gone through a refining process similar to spirit treasures.

"Three thousand ghosts, ghosts return to the world!"

The two powerhouses of the Ming clan almost spoke in unison, and between singing and harmony, the evil spirit in all directions became more and more intense.

Moreover, as these obscure sounds spread, those crippled puppets that climbed out of the ground gradually quieted down, standing there motionless like wooden stakes one by one.

"Holy Master!? It turns out to be the Yin Puppet Master!" Chu Yan was suspended in the air, his eyes flickering.

It turned out that Xiao Wenliang and the Mingzu wanted to use the puppet to deal with themselves.

At a glance, there are nearly 500 ghost puppets, all of which are at least above the golden corpses, and there are a few relatively high-ranking emperor corpses, whose remnants are particularly tall.

Moreover, those five emperor corpses were still holding spiritual weapons in their hands, and the remaining emperor prestige, without a trace of suppression, rushed in all directions like a frenzy.

"Thousands of dead soldiers, fierce anger, kill me!"

A command sounded, and the two dark puppet masters of the Ming clan waved their hands, and a frenzied wave of evil spirit rushed away, setting off a violent wave of black air.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Swept by the black tide, the puppet-like puppets suddenly turned their heads, and hundreds of pairs of blood-red eyes glared at Chu Yan, who was suspended in mid-air.

Like the roar of a wild beast, suppressed deep in the throat, one can feel a strong and fierce breath.

The next moment, hundreds of figures rose into the air and rushed towards Chu Yan.

At the same time, a ball of black light exploded on each corpse Yin Puppet at the same time, turning into beams of energy, and blasting straight at Chu Yan.

Hundreds of attacks, like a flood, covered the sky and covered the earth, completely covering Chu Yan's space in all directions, leaving no room for it.

"snort!"

With a heavy snort, Chu Yan's whole body exploded with true energy, condensing into a golden dragon shadow in front of him, trembling the void, and roaring.

"Destroy me!"

The shout was like thunder, and Chu Yan raised his hand and punched out, and the huge golden dragon shadow, like thunder light, slammed down.

boom! boom! boom!

Just like a giant dragon rushing into a herd of beasts, the golden dragon shadows passed by, and groups of black attacks were instantly smashed to pieces, blasting the sky waves and rushing in all directions.

Roar...!

Long Ling shocked the sky, smashing all the strength in the sky, and at the same time, it was so heavy that it rushed to the corpse of the emperor who was at the front.

boom!

With the power of Wan Lie's dragon strength, it exploded instantly, and the emperor's corpse was sent flying upside down, shot straight to the ground, and was blasted out of the depths of the ground.

"Crash Heaven Emperor Art, Crazy Thunder!"

With a successful punch, Chu Yan didn't stop at all, and raised his hand to blast out another move.

Boom... boom!

Amidst the endless thunder, hundreds of punches, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, enveloped the entire sky, and slammed down towards the tide of Yin puppet corpses.

Tom! Tom! Tom!

Amidst muffled sounds, all the puppets who were bombarded by Bengtiandi's technique were blown upside down like dumplings.

In an instant, the sky, which was originally ferocious like a tide, instantly cleared up.

"Xiao Wenliang, and you Mingzu, want to use these puppets to deal with... huh!?"

Chu Yan let out a cold snort. He had just opened his mouth, but before he could finish his sentence, his face suddenly sank, and he looked at the ground in surprise.

I saw, as far as I could see, those puppets who had been blasted into the ground crawled out one by one.

"Hahaha, Chu Yan, wait to die!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Wenliang seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and laughed wildly.

Not only Xiao Wenliang, but even behind him, the two dark puppet masters of the Ming clan sneered again and again, looking at Chu Yan with killing intent.

"What are these puppets!?"

Chu Yan looked at the puppets who crawled out from the depths of the pit, and found that there was no scar on their bodies, and immediately frowned.