"This seems to be a sword cultivator from the Shu Mountain Five Elements Peak?"
Jiang Li went up to take a look. The clothes on that sword cultivator were almost identical to Yin Qiu's, but the small insignia on his chest had an additional sword.
The corpse looked pale and shriveled, but other than the four bloody holes on its neck, the other areas were quite intact. There were no obvious external injuries.
At this moment, the riverbed beneath the sword cultivator's corpse suddenly started to fluctuate slightly.
Jiang Li's heart stirred. He knew that the roots of the graveyard were coming up to collect the corpse.
The black zombie quickly moved. It used its intact hand to grab the corpse and dragged it to the side.
The riverbed quickly stopped wriggling, and the root did not reach out. It seemed that, like the black zombie, as long as the corpse remained in motion, the root below would not react to it.
