Chapter 1939

"Then how can I help you get rid of the curse?" Song Yan asked again.

"I need your blood."

The little corpse puppet wrote on the ground.

"How many of you?"

Song yanruo asked.

"More than five million!"

The little corpse puppet wrote.

"I wipe, five million, even if a person a drop of blood, that also needs five million blood, it is estimated that my blood is not enough!" Song Yan has no good way.

"Descendants of the ancestral God, you only need to give me a drop of blood, I can speak, and we can communicate better!" The little corpse puppet wrote a line again, and then looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Haha!"

Song Yan gave a strange smile: "my blood contains ancestral blood. Do you want it? You have to take out something in exchange!"

"As long as you untie the curse of our family, we can serve you!"

The little corpse puppet wrote again.

"It's tempting!"

Song Yan said secretly, but he didn't think it was that simple. Who cursed them and turned them into monsters without body or body? Moreover, this curse can only be released with the blood of people with Pangu blood, which shows that this curse is very powerful.

It's not easy to put such a powerful curse on people and turn them into monsters.

If he lifts their curse, will the other party bother him?

Besides, what the little corpse puppet said may not be true.

There are so many things in the world that people are not recognized.

At this time, the little corpse puppet turned to one of the corpse puppets and said some strange words. Then the other suddenly disappeared and reappeared. The other party directly threw hundreds of storage God rings at the foot of song inkstone.

And the little corpse puppet also wrote: "so many storage gods give you a drop of blood!"

Song Yan picked up these storage rings and checked them. He found that there were many crystal pills and so on in each storage ring, which should be obtained by the corpse puppets hunting the gods and people who broke into the fog forbidden area.

Hundreds of things in the ring add up to at least tens of billions of crystals.

"Good!"

Put away these storage rings. Song Yan cuts his fingers and throws a drop of blood at the corpse puppet.

The little corpse puppet is very happy. He reaches out and grabs the drop of blood, and then directly spreads it on his forehead. Then, an extremely complex Rune appears on his forehead. After the rune absorbs the blood of song inkstone, the top of the little corpse puppet's head can't help steaming up a circle of black gas. When the black gas dissipates, the little corpse puppet gets a little angry.

"Thank you!"

The little corpse puppet suddenly said.

At this time, the second thunder in the sky is more powerful than the first one.

Suddenly, song Yan's face changed.

Looking at the little corpse puppet, he said: "my friend is robbing, but someone wants to plot against them. Can you call some corpse puppets to help them! After that, I can give you three drops of blood! "

"Good!"

The little corpse puppet agreed without hesitation, and then made a silent roar. With his roar, a large number of corpse puppets suddenly appeared around.

It's so dense that song Yan's head is numb.

He opened the clairvoyance and checked it. He found that in such an instant, more than two thousand corpse puppets gathered around him, and the number of them continued to increase.

"Enough! Enough! "

Song Yan hurriedly shouted.

Each corpse puppet can be compared with the upper God, while the other is only more than one hundred upper gods, and more than two thousand corpse puppets can crush each other only by number of people.

"Do you know where those people are?"

Song Yan looks at the little corpse and asks.

"Come with me!"

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