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It only took a few minutes for Ning Qiu to get those little minions done.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was the leader finally moved, but what he didn't expect was that he was also an awakened person of the superhuman system.

I saw that he was wearing a pair of iron fists in both hands, and the iron fist gloves were raised and sharp, and if ordinary awakened people were punched by him, they would have to have a few more blood holes on their bodies.

Ning Qiu visually estimated that this guy's superhuman system should have reached the advanced stage, and his speed and strength were very strong.

Of course, this is for others, but for Ning Qiu...... Too slow, too weak.

The middle-aged man thought that he had made a quick move, but he couldn't touch a trace of Ning Qiu's clothes.

"Isn't this kid a high-level superhuman awakener?" The middle-aged man said in his heart.

Because he himself was a high-level mid-level superhuman awakener, and he felt that Ning Qiu's speed was always a little faster than him, then he thought that the other party should have reached the advanced and high-level level.

"Drink!" Huh punched forward, and with this punch, the middle-aged man burst out with his fastest speed and greatest strength.

Ning Qiu stood not far away, facing this punch, he no longer dodged, but raised his right hand.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this kid was going to take his punch with his bare hands?

He smiled in his heart, secretly saying that he was really naïve.

After the superman system reaches the advanced level, he is not afraid of ordinary sharp weapons, and he can be regarded as invulnerable.

However, the middle-aged man was not wearing an iron fist made of ordinary iron materials. With one punch, even the steel plate can make a few holes.

"Since you're looking for your own death, then it's no wonder to me."

A punch swung away, and it hit Ning Qiu's right hand.

The iron fist slammed into the palm of his hand, and then Ning Qiu's five fingers snapped, and the iron fist shattered.

"What?" The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and he could see that his eyeballs were about to fall out.

Ning Qiu's five fingers clasped tightly, and then he shook it hard.

"Ahh A scream rang out.

"I'll give you a chance now, tell me, where is the corpse king?" Ning Qiu's face was grim, and a murderous aura was released.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, his legs couldn't help but weaken, and he fell to his knees.

"I ...... I don't know what you're talking about? ”

"Huh! Still hard-mouthed? ”

"Ah......h It hurts, it hurts! ”

"Tell me now, you might be able to keep this hand of yours." Ning Qiu said coldly.

"I ...... I really haven't seen any corpse kings, I swear! The middle-aged man roared.

"It's a pity that you didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you." Ning Qiu clenched his five fingers, and with a "chirp", the fist was directly crushed, and blood splattered out.

"Ah......h The middle-aged man fell to the ground and screamed, tears streaming down his eyes in pain.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and the screams stopped abruptly.

A large sword appeared on his shoulder, exuding an icy aura.

"I'll give you another chance, tell me where the Corpse King is? Otherwise, you might fall to the ground. Ning Qiu looked down at him without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

The middle-aged man endured severe pain, listening to Ning Qiu's tone of voice, he had no doubt that if he didn't know, then this sword would definitely kill him in a different place.

"You really want to know?" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

"Say it quickly."

"Then you move your sword away, and I'll tell you." The middle-aged man said.

Ning Qiu didn't hesitate, dealing with such a thing, the next few times he came would be completely abused, and he was not worried that he would run away at all.

The middle-aged man got up, his right hand was already bloody and fleshy, and even the bones were shattered by Ning Qiu's grasp just now.

"If I tell you where the Corpse King is, you may never be able to leave Donghai City." The middle-aged man said.

"Less nonsense, talk faster." Ning Qiu didn't think so, it's not that Lao Tzu hasn't seen the corpse king, and he still wants to bluff me?

Not to mention that there is only one corpse king here, even if there are three, he is also confident that he can leave.

"The corpse king is in ......" The middle-aged man took a few deep breaths, and then "poof".

I saw him open his mouth and spit out more than a dozen long black tentacles, and they were covered with tiny sharp teeth.

"What's going on?" Ning Qiu frowned.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Puff puff ......"

The middle-aged man twitched all over, and tentacles on his body came out of his body, and suddenly covered his whole body.

"Could it be the Spiritual God Cult?" Ning Qiu was shocked in his heart, in his impression, only those cultists of the Spirit God Sect possessed this strange ability.

Jiang Ling stood not far away, equally stunned.

"Whew!"

The middle-aged man who had turned into a monster rushed towards Ning Qiu suddenly, and his speed was much faster than before.

Hundreds of tentacles flew out of his body, blocking all his retreats.

The corpse king core necklace hanging around Ning Qiu's neck immediately had a protector reaction, and the corpse qi appeared, blocking all the tentacles outside.

The sharp tooth tentacles on the monster's body seemed to be able to be extended indefinitely, just like the tongue of the Ten Thousand Tongues Corpse King, and it instantly wrapped Ning Qiu into a large zongzi.

But those tentacles aren't just entangled.

Immediately afterwards, the ends of the tentacles and sharp teeth secreted earthy yellow saliva, which felt like feces pulled out of the stomach, extremely nauseous.

At this time, Ning Qiu had been completely protected by the black corpse qi, and he couldn't see anything outside, but he could smell a disgusting smell.

It's not the smell of, it's a stinky smell of the sea.

All the tentacles were withdrawn, and Ning Qiu's body had been wrapped in that saliva, and in a very short period of time, it was solidified, like a stone.

Ning Qiu blasted out with a fiery fist, blasting the solidified substance out of a hole.

But then, these substances can actually be fused and repaired by themselves.

When he looked closely, they weren't saliva at all, but very tiny insects, moving like maggots, so small that they were almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Could it be that this guy is the Corpse King?" Ning Qiu said in his heart.

Subsequently, the black flame appeared, incinerating all the tiny maggots.

"Whew!" Seeing that Ning Qiu had escaped, the monster had already attacked again.

Ning Qiu kept dodging with his extremely fast speed, not because the monster was too strong, on the contrary, it was because it was too weak, at most it could only be regarded as a high-level advanced zombie, and it did not have the breath of a corpse king at all.

So, this guy is definitely not the corpse king.

But why did he become like this?

After thinking about it for a long time, Ning Qiu really couldn't figure it out, so he raised his big sword and slashed out a blood-red crescent sword blade.

The blade sliced the monster in two, then exploded, turning it into pieces of minced flesh.

Ning Qiu turned his head to look at the remaining hundred people, only to see that their faces were very calm, and they were not shocked that their boss had become a monster.

When things happen, there must be demons!

Finally, after the middle-aged man was killed, the rest of the people rushed over.

"Puff puff ......"

I saw that tentacles also drilled out of their bodies, which were exactly the same as the previous changes of the middle-aged man!