What a terrible way of death.
It's almost like a ghost?
Ye Yang chuckled lightly, "That's a kind of Yin Puppet of the Immortal Yin Puppet Sect, there is no need to be so surprised."
"The reason they are so scared is only because of their horror at the unknown."
"However, judging from the speed of such ghosts and the ability to absorb vitality, this Yin Puppet should be of very high rank. If I'm not mistaken, it is the most advanced Tian Yin Puppet, right?"
Sun Pengyu said in horror, "Skyyin puppet? That thing is said to be a terrifying existence on par with the master-level powerhouse?"
"The original Immortal Yin Puppet Sect, there seem to be only two or three!"
"If this kind of thing is still alive, how can we possibly fight?"
As a true disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, he can also access many historical books.
Undead Yin Puppet Sect is a notorious evil sect, and its relics have always been the most dangerous and scary one.
Therefore, all schools in modern times prioritize understanding the evil ways.
When Sun Pengyu was studying history, he felt the terrible Tianyin puppet.
This kind of thing has no pain, no spiritual wisdom, but has the strength of a master.
If you control it well, you can even play a higher level than the master.
It's awesome.
Ye Yang just chuckled and shook his head at Sun Pengyu's questioning voice, "It's not ancient times now."
"The current level of aura does not allow the Tianyin puppet to have such a high level of force, otherwise he does not need to control the Dark Worm to collect blood for himself."
"The realm of this thing is roughly equivalent to entering the realm, it's not very strong."
Sun Pengyu's eyes were full of weird.
Even if it is roughly equivalent to entering the world, isn't it all the same?
To deal with us who are at most out of the realm, isn't it like a bug?
This is like an ordinary person's attitude towards internal strength warriors.
The martial artist with great inner strength can beat a few.
They couldn't imagine the power of the master of internal power and even the master of internal power.
But as soon as he saw the determination in Ye Yang's eyes, Sun Pengyu settled down again without panic at all.
If the strength of this Tianyin puppet is not anticipated, the previous plans have become a joke.
Sun Pengyu firmly believes that Ye Yang will not do useless work.
In the pool of blood, the appalling massacre continued.
Perhaps it cannot be called a slaughter, because there is no blood in sight.
There was only a scream that stopped abruptly, and the vitality of death.
All the handsome young people became thin and rickety old people in the blink of an eye.
It's like being instantly deprived of decades of life!
At the same time, the ugly shadow that jumped back and forth between everyone gradually took on a human form.
These vital feedbacks are gradually repairing his body.
Liu Yulong and Zhang Angjai were about to split.
The more it kills, the more powerful it is.
It is absolutely impossible to let this monster continue to kill.
Liu Yulong took a deep breath, "Brother Zhang, you can't keep your hands now!"
Zhang Ang gritted his teeth, "Okay!"
After speaking, he took out the treasure at the bottom of the box and rushed directly to the dark shadow.
Liu Yulong shouted again, "Everyone rush along with me! Disperse and escape will only be caught and killed!"
Someone didn't want to die like this, and immediately roared and besieged.
Liu Yulong nodded slightly, and rushed forward when he saw it, but the palm of his hand hidden in his sleeve pinched a talisman.
There are yellow and white colors, and several powerful purple symbols are mixed in it.
As if perceiving the crisis, the long-haired figure suddenly stared, revealing a pale face without facial features.