When some people saw that the captain had been killed, they were frightened and ran out with hands and feet.
The rest of the people, although they still maintained their rationality, their faces turned pale for a while.
"Haha, don't do anything, the old man will collect it!" A black-clothed monk ran over with a smile.
The monk actually took out a coffin from the storage bag out of thin air, and placed it in front of the female corpse.
"It turned out to be a corpse repairer!"
"These corpse repairers have prepared restraint spells for corpses, so they should be fine."
Seeing the female corpse staying in place, the monk couldn't help laughing and said: "It really is a good corpse, if it is made into a puppet, it will be a good material!"
The monk stretched out his hand and rang the bell, and the female corpse immediately stood there, motionless.
"Not bad!"
The monk reached out and grabbed the female corpse.
But just when his hand was about to touch the female corpse, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes.
Puchi!
The hand of the female corpse directly pierced the monk's stomach and passed through it.
The black-clothed monk fell apart in an instant, and his death was shocking.
The female corpse suddenly let out a piercing cry, and suddenly, a group of dark figures appeared in the valley in all directions.
These figures were covered by black clothes. Although the light was not clear, these shadows were extremely fast, and they appeared in front of everyone in an instant.
These black shadows are actually a group of dead bodies.
They opened their bloody mouths, exposed their sharp teeth, and rushed directly into the crowd.
The demon cultivators were caught off guard and surrounded by this group of dead bodies, causing countless deaths and injuries in a short time.
"Flee, I can't stay here any longer!"
"I want to go back, what nonsense Nether Demon Sect, I won't wait!"
Some demon cultivators could no longer hold on and fled in despair.
"General, what should we do?" Lu Cuiting's eyes narrowed, and she asked the sedan chair beside her.
A hoarse voice came from the sedan chair: "Don't worry about these cannon fodder, find what the Demon Lord Palace wants!"
"Yes!" Lu Cuiting glanced at Lu Yu, and then stopped caring.
In her opinion, when Lu Yu encountered such a ferocious corpse, he would definitely die. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com