Martial arts become gods

Chapter 646 Puppet Legion

"What the hell!"

Looking at those puppets of all kinds, who looked like mummies crawling out of the tomb, Jiang Tao's complexion suddenly became ugly.

He had noticed these corpses stuck on the tip of the boulder before, and he thought they were just corpses, but he didn't expect that they could be resurrected.

This is really too weird!
The torsos of those waking puppets were already withered, even incomplete, missing a piece here, and a piece was missing there, looking very creepy.

"Crack it, click it..."

The whole area was filled with the weird sound of joint friction, making the surrounding area still haunted by the sun despite the bright sun.

"Don't...don't come here!"

All the warriors were trembling with fright, subconsciously backed away, their legs were a little weak.

"Hmph, they're all trash, and I'm so scared to be stupid by these half-dead things." Jiang Tao snorted coldly, raised his hand and struck out with a palm, and the domineering energy condensed into a huge palm print, which roared out.

"Bang bang..."

A large number of puppets were easily swept out like fallen leaves, without the slightest ability to resist.

"Haha, Mo Xian, although I don't know what method you used to wake up these things, they alone can't save you!" Jiang Tao laughed wildly, and with a clenched palm, he crushed a puppet that had just staggered up.

"Hehe, is that so?" Mo Xian smiled coldly, and slapped his palm directly on his chest.

It can be said that he didn't hold back any hands with this palm, and the dull impact sound resounded immediately.

"Pfft!" He staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood instantly.

Strangely, the blood did not fall, but spread into a faint blood mist, permeating the air.

Then those broken puppets began to inhale greedily, and a hint of intoxication seemed to appear on their withered faces.

"What the hell are you doing, committing suicide?" Jiang Tao frowned, and shouted sharply, he had never seen someone so cruel to him.

But soon he realized that something was wrong. After the puppets absorbed the bloody air, their shriveled bodies began to recover quickly, and their strength also soared instantly.

The other warriors also felt this change, and their complexions suddenly became ugly.

"Hmph, I'll kill you first!" Jiang Tao yelled, his figure moved, and at the same time a light ball of Yuanli appeared on his palm.

"Go!" Mo Xian shouted, and immediately countless puppets shot out, hitting Jiang Tao like a wall of people.

"Go away!" Jiang Tao yelled violently, and the palm dragged behind him immediately bombarded out, and the light ball of Yuanli on it blasted directly on the puppet wall.

"boom!"

Yuan force swelled, and those puppets flew in all directions, they were light and light, as if they were not receiving any force.

Jiang Tao felt a strange feeling in his heart. He had hit it just now, but it was as if he had hit cotton, without any sense of force.

At the same time, the battle between other warriors also started, and each of them became more and more frightened.

These puppets don't feel pain, and they are brave to fight, but they can't do it, any attack may make them lose their fighting power.

"Jiang Tao, kill him soon!" Wei Tian yelled, clutching his bleeding shoulder.

"Nonsense, try it!" Jiang Tao has already sensed that something is wrong, those puppets are too weird, and he faintly sensed that something terrible is waking up.

"Damn it, are you afraid of a dying person?" Wei Tian roared unwillingly. This time, what he lost was an arm.

Apart from other things, he had to kill Mo Xian just for this point.

"If you want to kill, do it yourself, we have to go!" Jiang Tao snorted, then waved his hand, leading everyone back away.

"Mo Xian, I will spare your life today."

"Bastard!" Wei Tian gave Jiang Tao a resentful look, then stared at Mo Xian, and yelled sadly: "Mo Xian, I will not stand with you, you just wait to die."

After speaking, he was also vigilant and retreated.

Mo Xian quietly looked at everyone's backs, his face full of murderous intent.

It wasn't until the crowd left that he breathed a sigh of relief, staggering and nearly falling.

This time, he had saved his life, and it was the diamond-shaped stone that saved him.

He lifted it up curiously. Under the sunlight, the rhombus-shaped stone was crystal clear, and the red heart-like light cluster inside was still beating in a regular rhythm, just like a human heart.

After absorbing a lot of his blood, the diamond-shaped stone seemed to undergo some changes.

At this time, the ground suddenly shook slightly, and an area formed by piled up gravel slowly bulged, as if something was about to crawl out of it.

Soon, a pale hand appeared deep in the ruins.

Unlike other puppets, this palm is not dry, if it is not too pale, it is even beautiful.

Immediately afterwards, the palm was completely exposed, and a figure slowly appeared in Mo Xian's eyes.

This is also a puppet, but compared to other puppets, it is quite well-proportioned. Some parts of its body are covered with pitch-black cuticles, and there are inch-long spikes in key places such as joints.

These cuticles protected it firmly like armor, leaving only a pair of jet-black eyes like jewels.

It is extremely tall, about three meters long, and with the armor on it, it looks quite mighty.

It holds a very ancient weapon, similar to the spear in the hands of heavy armored knights in ancient times.

The puppet walked slowly in front of Mo Xian, then knelt down on one knee, dragging the spear with both hands and raising it above his head, as if declaring his allegiance to Mo Xian.

Apart from its appearance, this puppet is obviously different from other puppets, and it is also much stronger.

With it, Mo Xian undoubtedly had a powerful trump card, but before he could be happy, his eyes went dark and he fell down.

Although the frog was already in a semi-comatose state, it subconsciously caught Mo Xian, and then let Mo Xian lie flat on the ground with some difficulty.

When Mo Xian woke up again, the sky was already full of stars.

He moved slightly, and immediately gasped in pain.

After a while, he finally calmed down. After sitting up with difficulty, he immediately found that the injury on his body had been treated.

The technique is very rough, it seems that some unknown herbal medicine has been smeared on it, which is slightly cool, and the bandaging technique is also very crappy, just like the product of a child.

He knew that this should be the handwriting of the frog, but he looked around, and there was no breath of the frog, leaving only a pool of dried blue blood on the ground.

"Are you leaving again!" Mo Xian shook his head helplessly, and then saw a black figure kneeling in front of him, which was the puppet.

Although it has been a long time, the puppet has not changed.

And he could sense that the power of this puppet seemed to have increased a lot.

With a thought in his mind, the puppet stood up, put his right hand on his heart, bowed slightly, and then slowly retracted into the depths of the ground, which was very strange.

As for the other puppets who don't know how many have disappeared, they should have returned to the depths of the ground.

(End of this chapter)