Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

The sect leader let out a cry and opened his eyes reluctantly.

You don't know until you see it. It's shocking when you see it. Naturally, he doesn't care about corpse puppets. After all, corpse cultivators can make them to scare people. They are made of paper and move slowly and stiffly.

This old guy only needs to lift his old cold legs and kick down more than a dozen people with one kick.

But in the center of the small corpse was a stone with runes on it. At first glance, it looked like a coiled snake spitting out its tongue.

At this moment, the snake's pupils were flashing coldly in the sunlight.

The Red Beauty Snake Pupil Rune is one of the many runes. It is said that this rune is mostly planted in the bodies of male cultivators and is the favorite rune of the Desire Sect among the Greed, Hate, and Lust Sects.

This rune has disappeared for more than ten years. When he was young, he went to the border Great Wall and saw it when defending against foreign races. It was used by those who claimed to be believers in some gods.

The battlefield is a living meat grinder, and this is their most common method of manipulating corpses on the battlefield.

Not only can they use the corpse for their own purposes, but they can even elevate the deceased's cultivation to a higher level.

They often only need a piece of stone or a leaf to perform their magic. Once it is integrated into their body, it cannot be detected by the naked eye and can only be dug out by force, making it difficult to guard against.

A lower level one is to control the corpse.

Advanced ones, after chanting certain runes and performing some special rituals, can even control living people, forcing them to kill each other until everyone is dead.

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Yu Zhao understood that this thing must be of great origin.

The sect leader took out the jade box from the storage bag with a pale face, put it in, and then continued to stick three runes on it, carefully put it into his sleeve pocket, and then looked at Yu Zhao with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

"What happened today must not be spread outside."

Otherwise people will panic.

This matter involves too many things, so we still need to discuss it with other sects first, especially to send an urgent message to the Great Wall on the border.

"Um... Sect Master, I think you should not only talk to me, but also to the other disciples." Yu Zhao raised his chin towards the disciple who was running and shouting not far away.

As they ran, they complained, "There are corpses crawling around in the sect!"

"Don't go out too much these days. No, you have to go out. The sect is not safe."

"Hey! You little bastards, stop scaring people!" The sect leader's eyes widened and he turned to chase after the disciples who had disappeared. "Stop running around and come back and listen to me!"

He even lost one of his shoes, and the elder who followed him picked up the shoe for him while chasing him and nagging him.

"Master, how can you be so disheveled?"

"Your wig fell off!"

The elder behind was very excited, and his old bones were shaking as he ran.

Yu Zhao was stunned. Although he was old, his legs and feet were still working well. However, he still had to talk to the sect leader about the escape of a Nascent Soul stage corpse puppet.

I don’t know where he ran off to. If we leave him alone, the sect will not be safe.

A dazzling white light flashed, and something seemed to be about to jump out from the ground. Yu Zhao subconsciously tightened the handle of the knife, and the surging spiritual power hit her face, almost cutting a gash in her cheek.

It was that familiar rotten smell again, she remembered it.

"Array up!"

In an instant, a sound like spring water dripping on bluestone rang in my ears.

A frost-like protective shield instantly gathered around them, protecting Yu Zhao and Leng Quan tightly.

The flying snow was charming, and Yu Zhao blinked and felt a little uncomfortable.

There are endless snowflakes in front of my eyes. In the wind and snow, there is a strand of black hair flying, and there seems to be some fine star gauze on it.

She looked in the direction of the source and could only see her master's jade-like profile, a soft jawline, and a head of black hair tied up with only an ancient wooden hairpin. She was calm and had a sense of pride, like the master of everything in the world.

As the white robe flipped, the frost-like protective shield gradually solidified, the wind and snow stopped in an instant, and the intense feeling of discomfort quietly retreated.

The green bamboo froze into lumps of ice in an instant, and even the bamboo leaves floating in the air were not spared and fell directly to the ground.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his fingers.

"break!"

The cold spiritual power was so chilling that Yu Zhao couldn't help but shiver. He didn't expect that the master's spiritual power was so freezing that it felt like it penetrated into the bone marrow.

With a loud bang, everything around was razed to the ground, leaving only a small area where the three people were standing.

In the thin white mist, he broke through the clouds and came. His snow-white robe was not stained with a speck of dust. It fluttered lightly in the air, and his long boots touched the ground.

Cui Yu tilted his head slightly, as if a little worried, "Disciple, are you okay?"

He sensed something was wrong and rushed over immediately, but he didn't expect to see the corpse puppet. He hated that group of people the most. He had wanted to recruit him to join them before, but he didn't agree because the smell on them was too strong!

dislike it very much.

Later, they wanted to steal the corpses of his disciples to blackmail him. Finally, he took action and cut one of their leaders into a human stick, and blew up the other two. The three of them ran back to the shadow world in shame, holding their own limbs, and the storm was barely calmed down.

Yu Zhao hadn't recovered from his shock yet. He glanced at the flat area without even a speck of dirt left and shook his head woodenly.

"No, it's okay."

If you move half a step to the side, there will be no place to step. The destructive power is amazing.

She was so good. It was the first time she saw her master use a formation, and he destroyed everything around him. Did he like to start with a big move?

This is really against the will of heaven.

Yu Zhao actually didn't want to say it, but she really couldn't bear to watch it at the moment. After all, the bamboo forest where she loved to stay the most was directly blown away, which was a bit of a pity.

"Master, you don't have to kill me."

"This is already my least powerful formation." Cui Yu was puzzled. He knew that the sect was old, dilapidated and small, so he deliberately restrained himself and tried to reduce the scope of destruction as much as possible.

His words were shocking. Yu Zhao choked and silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

Master is really awesome.

As if sensing Yu Zhao's shock, Cui Yu tried to comfort her in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, disciple. Under normal circumstances, I won't intervene."

He still preferred the past, where he would start with a large killing formation, and then simultaneously set up dozens of small formations to fight against other people, directly blasting people into ashes. You couldn't see those disgusting corpses at all, it was clean and not bloody at all.

One-stop service for murder and corpse destruction.

He has never lost a fight since he was a child, no matter it is a group fight or a one-on-one fight, he is very confident.

Unfortunately, he has fallen into the devil's trap and cannot use his spiritual power as he wishes.

The unbalanced demonic energy was raging in Cui Yu's dantian and spiritual veins, but it was suppressed by the white spiritual power and dared not move.

If you run around, you will be frozen into an ice cube by spiritual power.

Hearing even louder noises, the sect leader, who had hurried back, felt as if the sky had fallen. His limbs were trembling, his brain was a mess, and he almost fainted. The elders beside him hurriedly supported him.

"Master, don't faint. You have to be strong!"

This bamboo forest was left by our ancestors. It is not valuable, but it has commemorative value. It is almost two thousand years old, older than this antique.

The sect leader took a deep breath, his tone sad, and he wanted to hold Cui Yu's sleeve and cry bitterly, "Elder Cui, you really want to kill me."

Being powerful is a good thing, but it’s unbearable to flatten half of the mountain with just one move!

Those who didn't know would think that the Qingcheng Sect was wiped out by its enemies and completely disappeared from the Northern Territory.