Chapter 3993: Jing Yuan: Brother 2 has passed away! (One)

Xiuxian mainland, southeast border.
The blood red infested the original green and green fields.
The creepy roar sounded from time to time.
In the gap between the rocks in the distance, there were dozens of figures trembling, and there was fear in his eyes.
However, just when they were desperate.
A golden light descended from the sky and enveloped the black earth.
The unique Sanskrit is gathered into a complicated flower case, intertwined in the void.
With a loud bang.
The Sanskrit text exploded, and the golden light turned into Sen Han's sword gas, cutting across the entire field instantly.
The horrible roar came to an abrupt end with a screaming scream.
The crowd in the crack of the rock all glared at the scene, showing an ecstatic expression.
"That's ... that's the Buddha's light [Mohejingshi] !!"
"We are saved, we are saved, hahaha ..."
Some people cry, some people laugh.
As the golden light turned into sword spirit, the monster was killed.
The golden Buddha light sweeps across the field like a gentle breeze, purifying the entire continent.
In a blink of an eye, the place that was once again restored the green and vitality of jasper.
The golden light dissipated, and a figure dressed in golden red cassocks appeared.
The people hiding in the cracks of the rock hurriedly rushed out.
"Master, master, thank you for coming !!"
"Thank you Master for saving your life ..."
The crowd rushed in front of the figure to see his face clearly, his steps were all healed, and the excited voice slowly stopped.
It is the master in front of him.
A monk is a monk, but he is too young.
And the eyebrows are clear, the lips are red and white.
When I saw so many people rushing over, I stepped back a little shyly.
In that way, it doesn't seem to be like a monk, but like a handsome little Langjun who is out of the family of Gaomen and does not know the world.
Several people looked at each other, wondering if they had just made a mistake.
But there are no other monks around!
Settled, a few of them walked out of an old man and bowed deeply towards the young monk: "We are the people of the [Shiqing Tribe], and today we accidentally encountered [the corpse puppet] when we went out. Thanks to the master's action, we were able to survive. Dare to ask the origin of the master Buddha number, if there is a chance in the future, I [Shiqing Tribe] would like to repay it! "
At the time of the scourge of heaven, Tianzhu collapsed and the ghosts raged.
Countless human spirit beasts on the earth were bitten by ghosts and poisoned in their bodies, too late to cure.
In the end, these humans and beasts did not die, but turned into monsters resembling ghosts.
This is [the corpse puppet].
Their strength is not as strong as the ghost, and their intellect is worse than the lowest ghost.
The number is countless times the ghost.
And these puppets also have some of the same characteristics as ghosts.
Immortal, poisonous.
Unless burned by special means or divine power.
Otherwise, even if it is exploded into pieces, it will regenerate after a period of time.
If the number of corpses is not large, ordinary fairies can easily deal with it.
But once the puppets are in groups, they will become a terrifying existence.
As soon as you have removed most of the corpse puppets, the previously killed corpse puppets will be resurrected.
Life is endless, endless.
It's like a nightmare, and it's almost endless.
The people of [Shiqing Tribe] encountered a large group of [corpion puppets] in this field unluckily.
The original team of more than 100 people was killed by [Zi Pang].
These dead people have become a source of strength for [corporate puppets].
It also made the team of [Zi Pang] increase rapidly.