Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Sensing the terrifying and fiendish blood aura surrounding the Symbol Puppet, Luo Ming's face suddenly changed. He cried out in shock: "How is this possible, you actually possess a Blood Evil Puppet!"    

There were many types of puppets refined by the Symbol Puppet Sect.    

Among them, the most aggressive type was to use living people to refine puppets, using fresh blood to refine, using methods that were sinister and ruthless. Just by using this method to refine a puppet, the baleful qi that was formed would be dense and strong, and with even the slightest error in refining, it would devour its master, and that was the Blood Evil Puppet.    

Compared to the Blood Evil Puppet, Luo Ming's Corpse Puppet was just an ordinary item.    

Luo Ming yelled at him with incomparable jealousy: "You're just a lowly disciple, how could you refine a Blood Evil Puppet? Speak, how did you get it?!"    

Jiang Yu apathetically glanced at him, obviously disinclined to explain himself, and indifferently said: "Xue Sha, do it!"    

The Blood Evil Puppet that had received its master's order immediately moved. Its blood-colored arm pulled out a thick chain from nowhere and stared at Luo Ming's body with its scarlet eyes.    

"Roar!"    

The Blood Evil Puppet was like a ferocious corpse as it suddenly roared out like a wild beast. A powerful sound wave swept outwards, causing the trees in the dense forest to tremble violently as leaves flew everywhere.    

"Boom!"    

In the next instant, the Blood Evil Puppet's body moved. Like a red artillery shell, it carried a shocking killing intent as it transformed into a blood-red shadow and rushed out.    

In that instant, Luo Ming fearfully saw a blood shadow appear before his eyes. The thick chain, with an extremely terrifying strength, violently smashed down onto the head of the Corpse Puppet in front of him.    

"Pah!" Immediately, a muffled sound rang out. The Corpse Puppet's head had been directly smashed by the gigantic iron chain.    

"Puchi!"    

The Corpse Puppet exploded and Luo Ming spat out another mouthful of blood as he roared: "You dare to destroy my Corpse Puppet, I'll kill you!"    

Luo Ming seemed to have gone insane as he activated the powerful soul force in his body to attack. However, as a Symbol Puppet Master, how could he resist the pain of the Blood Evil Puppet?    

After a while, the golden-white soft armor on Luo Ming's body was also smashed into pieces by the exceptionally fierce Blood Evil Puppet. Finally, as if it was carrying a little chick, it was violently dragged back to Jiang Yu's side and knelt down.    

At this moment, Luo Ming's hair was in a mess, and he looked rather miserable, but he still stared at Jiang Yu with venomous hatred, and spoke while grinding his teeth: "Jiang Yu, you must think carefully, my father is an elder of a sect. If you dare touch me, you will not have a place in the Symbol Puppet Sect!"    

"Idiot!"    

Facing Luo Ming's furious roar, Jiang Yu indifferently shut down the function of the recorder, and then, the corner of his mouth lifted into a cold and disdainful smile, as he said: "If I dare to touch you, I'm not afraid of that dogshit of an elder's father. Who does he think he is?    

With that said, Jiang Yu clenched his fists tightly and released a burst of red light that directly smashed into Luo Ming's handsome face. Without the protection of the golden-white soft armor, Luo Ming was directly struck unconscious, and his head was as red and swollen like a pig's head.    

Just as Luo Ming was about to lose consciousness, Jiang Yu crouched down slightly, and his low voice sounded beside Luo Ming's ears: "I forgot to tell you, Long Bufan is my friend. "If you touch him, I'll touch you ?"    

After hearing it, Luo Ming was so angry that he vomited blood again and fainted.