Chapter 1931 Little Corpse Puppet

In the void thousands of meters away from the Forbidden Mist, Song Yan also looked solemnly at the thick clouds of calamity over the Forbidden Mist.

"This is the Tribulation of the God King!"

His heart felt a little heavy. Even across such a long distance, the aura in the calamity cloud made him feel terrified. This was still an ordinary divine calamity. If he wanted to survive the divine king calamity, it would be one hundred and eight times more severe. To what extent.

at this time.

The group of upper gods who were guarding outside the Mist Forbidden Area moved and rushed into the Mist Forbidden Area. They absolutely did not want the Silver Winged Celestial God and the Crimson Moon Celestial God to survive the Tribulation of God Kings.

Once they survive the God King Tribulation, it will be a disaster for both families.

soon.

This group of upper gods all entered the Mist Forbidden Land.

Song Yan also quietly lurked towards the entrance.

"Um!"

A trace of confusion flashed in Song Yan's eyes, because he discovered that the dimensional space in the foggy forbidden area was actually closed, and he could not enter through the dimensional space.

With a thought in his mind, he walked directly out of the dimensional space and rushed into the foggy forbidden area without hesitation.

The entire forbidden area is filled with a kind of mist condensed by special energy.

This mist will dull the consciousness of the gods.

After a brief identification, he headed in the direction of overcoming the tribulation.

“I don’t know whether it is the Scarlet Moon God or the Silver Winged God who is overcoming the tribulation!

As his thoughts flickered, Song Yan sped up his running speed.

The deeper you go, the thicker the mist in the forbidden area becomes, and the greater the impact on your spiritual consciousness.

Suddenly, he stepped forward and listened attentively, and found the sound of fighting in front of him. He quietly lurked forward and found that the three upper gods who came in first were more than two meters tall. Their clothes were torn and exuded. Fight against a humanoid monster with a rotting atmosphere.

"It's an ancient corpse puppet!"

Song Yan's heart sank, and he hid aside and watched carefully.

These three ancient corpse puppets were very ferocious, completely turning a blind eye to the attacks of the gods above, and they just kept attacking wildly. The energy they exerted had a greenish color and a strong corrosive aura.

"Ho ho ho!"

The low roar sounded like a beast roaring, or a ghost roaring.

There are twelve upper gods currently besieging the three corpse puppets, but they cannot capture them for a while.

So, several more people joined in.

The eighteen upper gods joined forces and finally killed the three ancient corpse puppets.

"Walk!"

After killing the ancient corpse puppet, the group of gods continued to fly towards the direction of God King Tribulation.

Wait for them to leave for a while.

Song Yan came to the fighting place, and a stench kept getting into his nose.

The blood of the ancient corpse puppet is black and also exudes a foul smell.

Their eyes are also black, but have no pupils or whites.

A thought came to my mind.

Song Yan took out the corpse of an upper god, then picked some blood from the corpse and wiped it on him.

Observed for a while.

There was no change in the skin of the upper god.

So, Song Yan suppressed the nausea in his heart and smeared his body with the blood of the ancient corpse puppet.

suddenly.

Song Yan felt his scalp tightening, and turned around suddenly to find a corpse puppet exuding a rotten aura staring at him with a pair of black eyes without pupils.

"Didn't you attack me directly? Is the blood of this zombie really effective?"

It was his idea to apply the corpse puppet's blood on his body. As for whether he could successfully deceive the corpse puppet, he didn't know.

The other party stared at him for a while and then disappeared out of thin air.

"Hey, it's really effective!"

Song Yan said in surprise.

But how did he know that the corpse puppet did not attack him not because he wiped the corpse puppet's blood. If this was the case, the Mist Forbidden Land would not be qualified to be called a forbidden land.

Since he would not be attacked by the ancient zombie puppets, Song Yan couldn't help but feel relieved.

suddenly.

He thought, since these corpse puppets don't attack me, can I communicate with them?

Therefore, Song Yan was looking forward to the appearance of the second corpse puppet along the way.

After traveling a hundred miles, the fog in the forbidden area was so thick that only a hundred meters away could be seen.

"Roar!"

With a low roar, a corpse puppet covered in tatters appeared in front of Song Yan, looking at him eagerly.

Song Yan's heart tightened, and then he cautiously approached the opponent.

"Hey, can you understand me?"

"Roar!"

With another low roar, the corpse puppet actually turned away and disappeared directly into the mist.

"Hey, don't go!"

Song Yan shouted quickly.

Unfortunately, the corpse puppet didn't listen to him at all.

Then, Song Yan encountered corpse puppets several more times. He tried to communicate with each other, but the other party had no intelligence at all, so the communication failed. However, along the way, he found the broken corpses of dozens of corpse puppets. , they should all be killed by the group of upper gods.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the calamity cloud in the sky finally accumulated enough power, and then turned into a thunder with a thickness of one acre and bombarded down.

Even though he was thousands of miles away, Song Yan could feel the terrifying power contained in the thunder. He estimated that with the strength of his body, if he was hit by such a thunder, he would be seriously injured.

As for using the Chaos Vortex to refine it, the thunder is too strong, so it is simply impossible.

"Huh!"

Song Yan was suddenly startled because he found a short figure standing in the mist in front of him.

"Is it a corpse puppet?"

Song Yan walked forward for tens of meters and saw clearly that the short figure was indeed a corpse puppet, but it looked like a child.

"Hey, kid, can you understand what uncle is saying?"

Song Yan asked boredly.

But what made him feel weird was that the other party actually nodded.

"What the hell?"

Could it be that this little corpse puppet was born with spiritual wisdom?

"Kid, come to uncle, uncle will give you some candy!"

Song Yan waved to the little corpse puppet.

"Ho ho ho!"

At this moment, a shadow flashed past, and two corpse puppets that looked like living people appeared directly in front of the little corpse puppet, staring at Song Yan warily.

"Ho ho ho!"

The two living zombies roared at Song Yan again, seeming to warn him to get out of here.

But that's it.

The little corpse puppet reached out and patted the two corpse puppets, and the two corpse puppets suddenly became quiet.

Then the little corpse puppet actually walked towards Song Yan.

For a moment, Song Yan was a little surprised and confused, but he did not move.

Soon, the little corpse puppet came within one meter of Song Yan and spoke a burst of strange language towards him. Unfortunately, Song Yan couldn't understand it.

"Kid, what are you talking about?"

Song Yan looked at him doubtfully.

Suddenly, the little corpse puppet seemed to have thought of something, and actually lowered his body to write on the ground. Then, a line of words appeared in Song Yan's sight: We are the cursed people, and only those with the blood of the ancestor gods can save us. You Can you rescue us?

"Ancestral God bloodline?"

Song Yan's eyes flashed with thoughts, but he soon came to his senses: "Is the ancestor god you are talking about Pangu?"

The little corpse puppet nodded vigorously.