Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 834: Surrounded by five corpses

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The whistling wind continued to resound in my ears, rolling up the rubble coming toward my face.

"Bang--"

The rubble was blown off the arc and hit the rock wall.

"First row attack!"

In my ear, Ye Qingluo's calm command voice.

The mercenaries reflexively obeyed the orders, raised the weapons in their hands, faced the five corpses in front of them, and attacked them.

After the stone wall was knocked open, the five corpse puppets rushed up instantly.

Because of the burning of the five corpses, even if the fresh air pill was swallowed, the scorched stench still faintly circulated in the nose.

Maybe it was just being burned, angering the five corpses.

The howling voice of the five corpses is stern and weird, making the heart tremble to hear.

The mercenaries in the first row are all members of the Killing Gods group. Thinking of Ye Qingluo's solemn words, even if they were terrified in their hearts, they stepped forward and began the task of attacking and explaining Ye Qingluo.

Several people cooperate with each other, and there is no way to beat the senior corpse puppets.

After wrapping the things Ye Qingluo gave them to the five corpses, he quickly backed away.

The mercenaries in the second row greeted him immediately.

The corpse puppet is explosive, but after all, it is a corpse puppet that has been refined by the formation method. Apart from the idea of ​​destroying all the creatures in the tomb of the mausoleum and integrating the creatures with themselves, they don't know how to think about other things.

Because of this, these mercenaries obeyed Ye Qingluo's instructions and won't go head-to-head with the corpse puppets.

Only when the front row attracted the attention of the corpse puppets, the back row quickly wrapped things around the five corpses.

Next, the third row...the fourth row...

When all the mercenaries had completed their missions and stepped aside, they saw a black afterimage that jumped over the tomb.

Ye Qingluo!

She stood among the five corpses, her eyes flashing with cold light.

The slender and petite figure of the woman is wrapped in a black costume, and the cherry blossom on her arm is really eye-catching.

When she was clinging to a red feather fan with slender jade fingers, and she did not dare to move her fingertips, a powerful aura burst out of her.

"Hoo-huh-"

A strong gust of wind swept through everything in the tomb.

Obviously, it is only the aura of a low-level profound practitioner, but the aura is biased, and the profound energy that comes out of the feather fan is so sharp and intimidating.

Ye Qing's footwork changed rapidly, not daring to make a slight difference.

The feather fan in his hand is constantly changing with the fluctuations of profound energy.

Leading five corpse puppets, following her designated position.

The five corpse puppets, after chasing Ye Qingluo and circled for several laps, one after another furious corpse howling demonstrated.

The skeletonized fingers of the dense white bones are turned into sharp weapons, directly turning into the night in all directions.

"Deputy Commander..."

"Clear..."

Everyone was panicked, squeezing the cold sweat and watching Ye Qingluo, even holding their breath.

There is no way to hide!

Ye Qingluo squinted her eyes as she flicked at her fingertips, floating in the air like a fierce fire.

The corner of her mouth was lightly hooked with a cold arc, a vortex like a raging fire, shooting down from a feather fan.

Like a fire dragon with its mouth wide open.

At the same time, Ye Qingluo's body swayed, and the footwork under her feet became more and more swift and weird, making people only have time to see an afterimage.

I saw that Ye Qingluo had stepped on the corpse puppet, leaping up.

After a toss, he stood on one foot on the unfolded feather fan.

It's like stepping on the flames in the air, with gorgeous flowers blooming.

The fire dragon opened its mouth and quickly swallowed the corpse puppet.

Ye Qingluo fell gently to the ground, and with a stretch of five fingers, the feather fan returned to her palm.

Under the fire dragon, five corpse puppets howled, spreading their teeth and dancing claws to split the fire dragon, and "stared" fiercely towards Ye Qingluo...