Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1278 Ancient Tomb Blood Corpse. 8
A flash of golden light flashed from the peach wood sword, as if possessed by a god, it turned into a golden light and flew out with a whoosh.

Unexpectedly, the blood corpse was so responsive that it hid sideways, but in this way, the blood corpse behind was hit by seedlings, and its body was chopped into two pieces by the flying mahogany sword.

Fu Yuejun just laughed, but very quickly, the bloody corpse that had been severed at the waist healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

not dead.

Sang Ling's face turned black, and she cursed: "Damn it! I'll see if I cut your head off!"

She kept chanting mysterious spells in her mouth, urging the mahogany sword, which was supposed to be inserted into the wall, suddenly turned back, the sword was shining golden, and the sword pierced into the blood corpse's head.

bang.

The blood corpse's head exploded, and it fell straight down, smashing a big hole in the ground.

Sang Ling looked at the two people hiding behind her: "Why don't you move?"

Fu Yuejun smiled helplessly: "We have no weapons."

"..."

Sang Ling's whole body is not well. Bullets are indeed very lethal to ordinary people, but they are completely useless to this kind of blood corpse that can only beheaded.

Moreover, the two of them did bring a dagger, but they don't know martial arts, and the dagger is too short, so they couldn't cut off the head of the two-meter-high blood corpse.

"I really want to say something right now." Sang Ling looked desperate, her heart was chilled, and she could even hear the cold wind whistling in her chest: "I'm not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs!"

Fu Yuejun: "..."

Jin Tingxiao: "..."

Fu Yuejun bent his lips, and there was a bright smile between his brows: "So, are we waiting to die?"

"Die you big-headed ghost, I don't want to die if you two die."

Sang Ling was so angry that her cheeks puffed up, and at this moment, the light of the soul-inducing lamp gradually faded, and the roar of the blood corpse echoed in her ears, almost shaking the three of them into concussions.

"Damn!" Sang Ling was so frightened that she almost jumped up, she wanted to grab Fu Yuejun's hand in a hurry, and wanted to use her blood to turn on the soul lamp.

But at this moment, a sonic sound suddenly came.

The sound came very suddenly, and it swept towards the blood corpse, covering the blood corpse like blue waves, and the blood corpse gradually became quiet when it heard the sound.

All walked towards the coffin in an orderly manner, and waded into the coffin again, as if everything had never happened.

The three of them were stunned: "..."

what's the situation?
Sang Ling pondered for a while and said: "This should be to control the blood corpses. These blood corpses are buried with them. Except for the owner of the tomb who can control them, they can't hear any sound, so..."

Having said that, Sang Ling looked at the two of them solemnly, without her going on, the two of them knew what it meant.

Except for the owner of the tomb, no one can make the blood corpse bow down, so the sound wave just now was sent by the owner of the tomb, that is to say, the owner of the tomb is alive?

No, no, to be precise, the owner of the tomb should have become... blood rice dumplings!

The most powerful zombie!
"We're cold!" Fu Yuejun took a deep breath and said these words. His first feeling was that they were going to die. This thousand-year-old blood zongzi was much more powerful than blood corpses.

Can control blood corpses, this power is not just bragging.

(End of this chapter)