Evil Corpse

The words fell!

Nisang waved his hand, and two figures clad in black with iron masks appeared abruptly in front of him!

No!

They could no longer be called people!

These two radiated a lifeless aura from head to toe, yet carried a heart-palpitating pressure.

Faint Demonic Energy emerged upon them, chillingly quiet.

These two were elite warriors who had already died; no one knew how long they had been dead before he found them and refined them into puppets!

Princess Consort felt her scalp tingle. These were evil corpses, terrifyingly powerful evil corpses.

She had heard of them!

Previously, the Demonic Gu Sect had even assassinated a certain elder of their Phoenix Clan.

These evil corpses revealed no realm of strength, nor did they emit the slightest trace of aura that could be sensed.

They simply stood there quietly, seeming capable of suppressing the entire heaven and earth.

Suddenly.

One of the evil corpses vanished from before their eyes. Princess Consort felt a surge of alertness and spun around to strike backward.

Wearing an iron gauntlet, that evil corpse crashed fiercely into a palm strike from Princess Consort.

Long Yanran was startled. This ghost of a thing has movement techniques this fast?

Little one watched with crafty, darting eyes!

Beibei's gaze was fixed just like a hunter watching her prey.

Little Irene breathed fire to help Princess Consort. With only that paltry bit of cultivation of hers, her fire was like scratching an itch for the evil corpse, instantly rendering her embarrassed.

Princess Consort exerted force with her palm once more, instantly blasting that evil corpse flying.

"Bang!"

After the evil corpse retreated a few steps, a sound akin to the clash of gold and iron erupted from its body.

Princess Consort's expression shifted. She pressed a hand over