C949 World god corpse

Outside the decumbens radix, the Dragon-scale Horse was carefully crawling on the ground.

Not far in front of it, a rotten corpse was sitting on top of a barren wasteland. Its body emitted a pungent stench, as if it could sense the existence of Ling Yu and the others, and it slowly turned around.

In this instant, goosebumps rose all over their skin.

The muscles on his face had already rotted