"But, you are talking about the Corpse King. No matter how much it has been cultivated, it is just a dead corpse that is controlled by others, but these are all living people in front of us... Do we also have to treat these living people?
"Have you completed the beheading?" Liu Qingqing said with a pale face.
Lu Fan took a deep breath, "This is also the reason why Songpa is so confident. He knows that we must not dare to attack these living people, so he will use his head to control them and attack us."
While he was talking, hundreds of blood puppets had already rushed in front of everyone.
Lu Fan carried Liu Qingqing and Chen Xue with one hand and quickly disappeared from the spot. He stepped on the shoulders of these blood puppets and ran straight towards the blood coffin.
And these blood puppets seemed to have become conscious at this moment. After seeing the target disappear, they turned around and looked around. When they saw them appearing behind them, they gathered together again and rushed towards the three people crazily.
"What should we do? If that doesn't work, let's leave first. These puppets just don't feel pain and won't die for the time being. They can't threaten us yet." Liu Qingqing suggested.
To be able to kill six red angels and destroy Songpa's lair tonight was far beyond her expectation.
She gave it up as soon as it was ready. She always felt that something was wrong in this basement, and she was worried that something would change if it was too late. This room was too weird, and she was afraid that something would happen again.
"Don't worry. Being able to control these blood puppets proves that Songpa is nearby. This is our only chance to kill him. Once the tiger returns to the mountains, we don't know how many lives will be lost in his hands. And if we try to find him again,
I'm afraid it won't be that easy for him." Lu Fan whispered.
"Then I'll stop them first, and you go find Songpa!"
Liu Qingqing yelled, her body violently moved, and she rushed directly towards the oncoming crowd.
The fighting power of these blood puppets is not strong, it can be said that they are very weak. Their strength and speed are still at the level of their "life". As soon as Liu Qingqing entered the crowd, her pair of beautiful legs flew out and kicked down a large number of people in an instant.
But they all avoided the vital points of these blood puppets.
Lu Fan also began to concentrate on searching the basement carefully for any clues about Songpa.
Copper basins, blood vessels, charms, and puppets...
Lu Fan scanned the entire basement without any distractions, and his eyes suddenly focused on the back wall covered with evil statues.
That was the largest evil god statue that Lu Fan had ever seen so far.
As if painted with blood, it has a snake body and a human face. On that face that looks like a man and a woman, a pair of dark green pupils are vividly displayed! It is as if a living evil god has descended here and is witnessing everything that happens in the basement...
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Lu Fan suddenly thought of the weird feeling of being stared at by a portrait when he first entered the basement.
He looked away and looked at the blood puppets that were rushing towards Liu Qingqing. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and he snorted: "Pretending to be a ghost, it seems that the so-called ghost king is nothing more than that!"
Before he finished speaking, just when Lu Fan was about to move, a muffled groan suddenly came from the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.
Liu Qingqing!
Liu Qingqing was defeated by this group of blood puppets who had no power to restrain a chicken.
Lu Fan's heart skipped a beat and he was about to step forward and help Liu Qingqing up from the ground.
A low voice, like the whisper of a god, suddenly sounded faintly in the basement.
"When you enter my Eight-Armed Buddhist Sect, you swear to offer sacrifices with your souls and swear an oath with your blood. Today, the three of you broke into my pure practice place, killed my disciples, broke my coffin, insulted my Dharma, and violated the three precepts of my Eight-Armed Buddhist Sect. I
My fellow believers, I will punish you and restore the purity of my Buddhist sect."
Low and empty voices came from all directions, not angry but powerful, with a supreme momentum of oppression!
Fortunately for Lu Fan, he stood there with full vigilance, trying to find the source of the sound.
Liu Qingqing, on the other hand, fell to the ground again halfway up, her face turned extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out from her mouth again.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was wrong. I shouldn't have offended the gods. It was me who was ignorant. Please ask the Eight-Armed Buddha for liberation and take me to the Paradise..."
A sudden panic and stiffness came from behind.
Lu Fan suddenly turned around and saw Chen Xue, who was already kneeling on the ground at some point, with his butt stuck out, facing the wall with the evil statue painted on it, kowtowing as if pounding garlic, and confessing desperately!
"Humph, the eight-armed Buddha?"
Lu Fan snorted coldly and stared intently at the blood-red portrait of the evil god on the back wall!
"Buddha saves the world. Buddha can even serve an eagle with his flesh, but you kill innocent people indiscriminately and use the blood of others to cultivate yourself. No matter how nice you say it today, I will use my strength to break the law, tear apart your true face, and let you go
Meet your true god and see if he can help you escape and go to the paradise world!"
"Open it for me!"
The loud roar was like thunder on dry land!
Lu Fan's eyes were red, his hair was dancing wildly, all the internal energy in his body was concentrated on his fists, he jumped up, wrapped his fists in silk, and directly blasted out the evil statue on the back wall!
