"It seems that the level of this corpse puppet may have broken through the divine realm." Ink lotus face color congeals heavy way.

The tree stretched a small face and nodded, "this corpse puppet will flash, maybe it's a new skill he acquired after being corpsed."

Although the range of each flash is not large, it can't support the flash speed for many times.

At least in the view of arbor, this super level three-level corpse puppet is comparable to the master of xuanzunjing in action and speed.

Wei Su's realm of cultivation was not low.

After the corpse was transformed, his strength can't be underestimated by anyone.

The underground passage is narrow, so it is impossible for trees to be bombarded with Lingshi cannons.

In case the corridor collapses, I and Joe's Lotus have to eat a mouthful of ash. It's annoying to think about it.

"He wants to run." The little fat man, with a pot cover on his head, suddenly made a strange cry behind them.

Lu Yu and others looked at him and couldn't help raising their hands and supporting their forehead.

It's a funny looking product with an iron lid on it.

As soon as the little fat man said something, Mo Lian grabbed the little hand of the tree and ran after the stone gate.

The rest saw it, hurrying and cheering to follow up, and a series of them rushed into the stone gate.

"The little islanders probably have some brains." Qi Xuanxuan ran with them all the way and couldn't help saying, "look at him. He seems to be afraid of the prince and Qiao Qiao. He ran away from them!"

People can't help but want to laugh.

Don't tell me, what Xuanxuan said is very vivid. That corpse puppet is to run away from the road, running awkwardly in front of him, as if he was in a hurry all the way.

It seems that I really want to get rid of Moulin and Joe as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the two goods are very difficult to deal with. They were always pitching people and never being pitied.

This corpse puppet wants to break away from the hands of two people, which is very difficult.

"Husband, hurry up and lock the rope!" My husband has a god lock rope in his hand. No one runs away.

It was my husband who came back from the seventeen level punishment tower. After many improvements, now it's no big problem to lock the God rope and the people below the supernatural realm immortal.

Hearing this, Mo Lian quickly turned out a dark iron chain from the inner world and threw it out without saying anything.

The chain was only the size of the palm of the hand. After being thrown out by the ink lotus, it swished out for about a hundred meters.

It's like a lasso. It's very strict with Weisu.

Poor Wei Su is running forward. Suddenly, there are so many ornaments on his neck. His body is dragged and pulled. The whole person leans forward, smashes his head on the ground and falls down.

The tree stepped forward quickly, adding ten gravity symbols to the corpse without saying anything.

Then they saw the corpse puppet that just got up, "bang" a big head down, hit the ground severely.

Arbor relaxed breath, hurriedly to the hidden Wei road behind, "tie up to take back."

She would like to see if the capture of Weisu, a third-order special corpse puppet, would arouse the anger of the whole heaven.

The more you catch, the better.

At that time, we will dispose of these high-level corpse puppets in a unified way to see if we can extract some useful things from them and speed up the preparation of antidote.

Weisu is totally hopeless now, but maybe in the near future, they can cure more Weisu.

The tree clenched its finger and walked forward a few steps.

At this time, they all entered the stone gate.