boom!

At this moment, a huge explosion suddenly sounded in the hall. A terrifying spiritual power swept through the hall instantly, like a sword storm, extremely powerful.

Lin Huang's expression changed and his eyes fell on the center of the hall.

I saw that the twenty or thirty people finally failed to hold down the coffin board, and the lid of the ancient bronze coffin exploded...

Then a figure stood up from the coffin, and with one move of his arm, he grabbed a warrior and tore him into pieces.

"This is……"

Lin Huang raised his head and stared at the figure, with astonishment on his face.

The figure was a foot tall, without any skin or flesh, leaving only a bloody skeleton. However, the spaces between the skeletons were filled with bloody crows, more than three hundred of them.

Every crow is alive, flapping its wings and making shrill cries.

Every time the figure moved, bursts of blood flowed out of the body. With one punch, even the Tianyuan warriors in front were crushed to pieces.

The blood of those warriors who were crushed turned into countless blood spots and blended into the figure, nourishing the three hundred crows in the body, making the crows' screams become more and more rampant.

And the power of that figure seemed to be even stronger.

The expressions of everyone in the hall changed drastically.

"This is a corpse puppet!"

Lin Huang exclaimed.

The so-called corpse puppet is a monster cultivated by a special and evil method after death. This kind of thing has no soul and no consciousness, and only knows killing, endless killing.

Unlike array puppets, corpse puppets cannot be controlled. There is no other way but to kill them.

However, the corpse puppet in front of everyone seemed to be in the realm of Wuhou.

Thinking of this, Lin Huang's expression became completely solemn, "Zombie puppets who only know how to kill have no pain or fear, and their power is much stronger than that of Wuhou at the same level!"

Moreover, the corpse puppet in front of me will continue to grow stronger as long as it drinks blood.

Looking at the main hall, every time a punch falls, a warrior will be killed, and everyone's face becomes extremely pale. The words "Those who enter my tomb will not have a good death" uttered from the corpse puppet's mouth are even more like death.

The death knell struck in everyone's heart.
Chapter completed!