"No, right? You don't even recognize the corpse puppet? I'm going to tell me where did you come from, a human?"

Ye Ling looked at her as if she was looking at an idiot, "If this were a ghoul, it wouldn't be the slow speed. We didn't even have time to talk and would have been torn to pieces long ago."

While complaining, she raised her hands and her sharp black nails rushed out.

A bloodthirsty and warlike light flashed in those black and green pupils.

Although he knew that he would die, the demons advocated courage and forge ahead!

Whoever retreats is a turtle bastard!!

Ye Ling screamed strangely and rushed directly towards the two corpse puppets in front.

The black nails slashed through the air, and the pungent smell of fishy smell was shot out along with the rotten minced meat.

Ye Ling grabbed the head of one of the corpse puppets and pulled it down.

"Ao——!"

But the next moment, her shoulder was bitten hard.

"Bastard! I'm so painful!!"

Ye Ling threw away the head in his hand and grabbed the corpse puppet behind him.

The body quickly retreated.

But there was too little demonic energy in her body, and it was almost dry.

This claw was swung out and only forced the corpse puppet back two steps, but was immediately surrounded.

Ye Ling knew very well.

The most terrifying thing about these corpse puppets is that they have no pain and no fear.

Instead, they cannot be truly killed.

Ye Ling just said that she had dealt with ten corpse puppets, but she knew very well.

Those disgusting things will soon condense and rebirth in another corner of the Demon Cloud Ridge.

And the groups of [corpse puppets] in front of us.

If only ten or twenty were killed, the killed [corpse puppets] would soon be resurrected.

Ye Ling looked at the disgusting monster getting closer and closer, and her eyes were already showing despair.

It's over!

It seems that she must die in Moyun Ridge today.

Damn it, I was so unwilling to not be able to eat a bite of fresh meat before I died.

When the bloody mouth came over, Ye Ling, whose demonic energy had completely dried up in his body, did not hide, and stood there gritted his teeth and straightened his back.

Just the moment when teeth were about to bite her head.

She saw a brilliant sword light.

Puchi!

A slight sound seemed to come from my ears.

Then, the corpse puppets surrounding Ye Ling and wanted to swallow her, one by one, rolled their heads off their necks.

He was still at Ye Ling's feet and Gululu made several turns.

Ye Ling's body slowly turned her head stiffly.

What caught my eye was a girl wearing a bloody dress and slowly walked forward with a sword.

The sword in her hand is so strange!

Crystal and transparent, as transparent as it is almost impossible to see without careful observation.

Just now, it was this strange sword that cut off the head of the corpse puppet and saved her life?

Ye Ling opened her mouth and found her voice for a long time, "You... just beheaded, can't kill these [corpse puppets], you must... burn with demonic energy."

Sure enough, just as Ye Ling said.

The bodies of those corpse puppets without their heads did not fall down, but continued to shake forward.

On the broken, disgusting neck, there seemed to be an invisible energy connected to the fallen head.

As the body moved forward, his head flew up from the ground and fell back to his neck.

The movements of the corpse puppet are faster!

Ye Ling said anxiously: "Forget it, don't worry about me, go quickly. I see that you are still very quick in your movements. You should still be able to escape by yourself."
Chapter completed!