"Come in."

He put away the remains of the Dead Soul Puppet like lightning, and Li Chen slapped the spirit beast bag suddenly.

roar.

The blood dragon burped and turned his head and jumped into it.

"so much."

Li Chen forgot about where the Dead Soul Lake was, and his face turned green in an instant.

Roar roar roar.

The dense roars of violent roars resounded through the void, and even the wailing wind above the sky was washed away.

But in an instant, it gathered again.

To be precise, countless death soul puppets floated from the direction of the Dead Soul Lake, covering the sky and galloping towards this side like locusts passing through the border.

Without asking, it must be the breath of the blood dragon that attracted them.

The fastest ones even made Li Chen feel terrified, no less shocking than when he first met the Blood Dragon.

"what to do."

Although I had long thought about what kind of trouble it would cause for Blood Dragon to take action, Li Chen hesitated at this time.

If you enter the tunnel and be targeted by those top-level extreme soul puppets and chase after them, the trouble will be no more than a little.

The fight between the Blood Dragon and the same level cannot be solved in a short period of time. Once you take all your strength, the blood and energy emitted will inevitably attract endless dead soul puppets, and everyone will have to be buried with you.

"There's nothing more."

With a gritted teeth, Li Chen spread his heavenly swallowing wings, and moved his Nine Yang True Energy to the extreme, used the Eight Desolations of Thunder, and instantly turned into thunder and left far away.

Buzzing.

The dense lightning arc bursts formed six thunder shadow clones in the flash, and then overlapped behind Li Chen, instantly increasing his speed to a terrifying level.

Om Long.

A series of harsh sound explosions were left in the void, and the sweeping wailing wind exploded, but Li Chen cut through the sky like a meteor in the dark night, leaving no trace in an instant.

Roar roar.

I don’t know how many Death Soul Puppets surged out of the Death Soul Lake. No matter how many Yan Zhen and others hunted, there was no trend of decreasing.

Especially the few extreme soul puppets that rushed out from the center exuded a huge force and followed them crazy.

Even though Li Chen was completely gone, he still chased him unyieldingly, gradually distanced himself from the Dead Soul Puppet's army.

What's even more terrifying is that where these three dead soul puppets pass, whether they are ordinary dead soul puppets or extreme dead soul puppets, they all automatically retreat, as if they are extremely afraid of them.

Moreover, as long as some dead soul puppets run slowly, as long as they block their way, to be precise, they cannot block their way.

Because, the moment these three death soul puppets arrived near, all the death soul puppets that they could not avoid turned into annihilation powder and spread out in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the Dead Soul Puppet's army, chased Li Chen and disappeared into the wailing storm.

And behind, there was a large number of dead soul puppets, which had been hula-laughed for dozens of miles or even hundreds of miles, and gradually left the tunnel.

Almost as Li Chen led the group of Dead Soul Puppets away, two hundred miles away from here, a group of uninvited guests suddenly changed color in the temporary garrison of that year.

"What's going on."

One of them had a white face and no beard, with a pair of light yellow, slightly turbid, and had no human touch at all. The man in a general's cloak frowned slightly.

"General Qibing, the Death Soul Puppet in the Death Soul Lake was attracted by something, but he actually went out in full swing."

Several semi-saints powerful men at the command level rushed in with a pale face.

"Full out."

Everyone changed their color.

"interesting."

The man raised his eyebrows and casually stepped on the head of a corpse under his feet into a rotten watermelon. He turned to look to the side and said, "Brother Situ, what do you think?"

"Even the smallest Dead Soul Lake is home to the top extreme Dead Soul Puppet with great intelligence. The scale of this Dead Soul Lake is not small, and there is probably more than one.

I'm afraid it was because I discovered the extremely attractive blood food that I came out in full.

Judging from the aura just emitted, it is probably a dragon beast."

Situ Chengwu pondered for a while and said.

"Brother Yan, the dragon beast with such a powerful dragon power is probably already in its limit stage. When will such a powerful demon pet appear in Ninggu Tower?"

A big man with a rough face said in a voice.

"No matter what the origin is, since you are targeted by so many dead soul puppets, there is no reason to survive.

And we just need to wait for the people below and the Death Soul Puppet to lose both the loss and clean up the mess.

Maybe I can still find out what the dragon beast is.”

The man pressed the body with one hand slightly.

Huhu.

In an instant, a stream of turbid air scattered out of the corpse, and it shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into ashes and floating away.

What was particularly terrifying was that dozens of corpses scattered around seemed to be infected, all of which had the same condition. Finally, they turned into a yellow cloudy ball of light, fell into the man's hands, and were swallowed by him.

The people around him seemed to be used to it and did not show any strange colors.

Because this person is Yan Zhen’s brother, Yan Liujiang.

These people who died were naturally Yan Zhen’s side, the people who stayed in the garrison.

Yan Liujiang and his party who came here were all powerful people above the advanced semi-saints. Even the peak semi-saints had only a dozen people, which was more than twice the top strong people in Yan Zhen’s side.

It is precisely because of this that we have killed so many half-saint powerful men in a silent manner, and we have not even conveyed any information at all.

"Hahaha, Brother Yan is talking about it."

Everyone laughed wildly, and a faint vibration came from their feet. It was Yan Zhen and others fighting the deathbed with the Dead Soul Puppets.

While Yan Zhen and others were fighting hard and Yan Liujiang and others were preparing to be fishermen, Li Chen was still running desperately in the vast Gobi Desert.

"This is too fast."

Although he used the Tianzeng Wings and Lei Xing Bahuang, Li Chen still felt that locking in his several violent wills did not weaken at all, but instead strengthened a little.

Even if you don’t see it, you can clearly feel that the distance between the two sides is constantly getting closer.

"Damn it, I don't believe it."

Li Chen had the courage to fight with this kind of existence, but he had no confidence in fighting in this place. He suddenly used the three gods to unite, and with all his strength, his speed increased several times again.

The distance between the two sides gradually widened.

"It's time to give up now."

After half a cup of tea, Li Chen calmed down and felt it. His whole face collapsed and he ran to death again.

Because, although there was no overwhelming breath of the Dead Soul Puppet, the three strongest ways still chased after them.

“That’s.”

Suddenly, Li Chen, who had passed several hills, found that the light and shadow flashed in front of him, and the formation was fluctuating.

"It's you."

Seeing that he could not get rid of the pursuit of the Dead Soul Puppet, Li Chen felt cruel and rushed towards the place of the light and shadow, and let the blood dragon release a trace of breath.

Before the person hiding in the formation could react, Li Chen relied on his extremely fast speed to throw dozens of explosive thunder bombs.

Rumble.

As waves of thunder flashed, a huge camp appeared in the rising formation light curtain.
Chapter completed!