Chapter 939

"It's better to do it first, and then later, I'll lose myself first!"

Looking at his body which was about to disappear, the second Ling God King finally felt a trace of panic. He bit his teeth and took out a miraculous elixir from his waist.

"Corpse puppets. As long as you tear up the boy in front of you, your soul will be liberated

"The art of gathering souls!"

The elixir turned into a stream of air. He quickly poured into every inch of the body of Ziling God King. He yelled, a stream of invisible thin lines was implicating every corpse puppet.

The zombies have orders. Their rigid head, a pair of empty eyes, is flashing a strange smile.

At the next moment, the zombies are biting each other crazily, regardless of you and me. The scene that is originally disgusting is more like the Shura field.

There are also some zombies crazy to Zhao Yi, but no matter what they do, Zhao Yi is still, a stream of terrible evil spirit overflows, without a few breathing time, pours on Zhao Yi's corpse puppets. All turned into fly ash and disappeared!

"Eat..."

Zombies tilt their heads and nibble at the corpse puppets around them. With their swallowing, not only their bodies become tall, but also their breath becomes vigorous!

A few minutes later, the hundreds of corpse puppets. It's all eaten by the strongest zombies.

The most powerful zombie swallows the last head, and its body then rises to a height of more than ten meters. The whole body is pitch black, and the body has become hollowed out in the fierce battle just now.

"Eat you!"

The strongest zombie slowly turns his head. Under the dim light, its face looks terrible and cold, its facial features are twisted, and the corners of its mouth are full of smelly mucus, which makes it nauseous.

"You Not worthy of it

Zhao Yi looks up with difficulty. His eyes are constantly changing between the dark and the red. He presses the last trace of clearness and stares at the strongest zombie.

As it devours each other's companions, it has become extremely powerful. I'm afraid that by virtue of cultivation, it is no weaker than a strong man in the middle of the gods!

"Kill! Kill him! I'll free your souls. Return to the dust

At this time, the second Ling God King fell into the downwind completely and ran away crazily under the attack of war spirit puppets. The original situation, which was quite equal, has completely turned into being chased and killed by a puppet

"What a pity. I'm afraid those who come here have been poisoned by the second Ling God King. "

Zhao Yi murmured to herself that the evil spirit constantly rippling all over her body is occupying its last clear and bright day step by step.

"Let me Free your souls

Obviously, Zhao Yi also knew that he couldn't drag on at this time. His voice dropped, but he stretched out his middle finger slowly. There was not only the magic power flowing, but also the evil spirit constantly entangled in it. The waves of terror spread in it.

"Kill God! The third point is The sky is broken

Zhao Yi slowly presses the middle finger, and the divine power and evil spirit are also intertwined and fused in it. The power between them is extremely strong. Zhao Yi's fingers, instantly more than blood.

Not only that, but also the part of bone can be seen faintly in the middle finger which is constantly festering!

Even so, Zhao Yi did not even frown, pressed the finger, the whole tomb, for it became quiet.

"Well What is it? "

The second Ling God King and the war spirit puppet, who were constantly fleeing and pursuing, all stopped at the same time. The former looked at Zhao Yi's head with shock on his face.