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General Headquarters of the Huaxia Awakening Military Region.

"Wei Nan, are you crazy? Actually let the Spirit Slayer team deal with the Corpse King, with their strength, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Eight-Armed Rotting Corpse King. An officer said.

"This team is much stronger than you think, I think it's perfect for them to deal with the Corpse King." Wei Nan said.

Wei Nan is now the commander-in-chief of the Huaxia Awakened Military Region, and he can also be said to be a marshal.

"Those people are the elite of our country, in case there are three longs and two shorts, how can we explain to the capitals?"

Wei Nandao: "There is no need to explain, this is the army, since you are here, you must be ready to sacrifice." ”

"But ......"

The Corpse King is the king of zombies, just like the Holy Soul powerhouse of humans.

In the Spirit Slayer team, every member of the team is a young high-level awakened person, outstanding among their peers, and will be selected into this unit.

They are a special unit of the Huaxia Awakening Military Region, and the reason why they are called slaying spirits is that they are killing corpse spirits.

If you can't solve it with even a corpse king, then what's the point of killing the soul?

"Maybe they can't do it now, but it's not in vain."

……

In the battlefield.

Ning Qiu kept distancing himself from the Corpse King, using Black Flame to attack from a distance.

Over time, the consumption of soul power is also extremely rapid.

The wounded of the Slayer have been evacuated, and the rest of the team are preparing to make a move.

The eight-armed carrion corpse king is worthy of being the corpse king who is getting braver and braver the more he fights, Ning Qiu has consumed most of his soul power, and he is already feeling tired at this time, but the corpse king seems to be getting braver and braver.

Except for Ning Qiu, the others didn't dare to get close to the Corpse King at all, but if they could release their abilities from a distance, with the high-speed movement of Ning Qiu and the Corpse King, they wouldn't be able to fight at all.

"Whew!"

The speed of the eight-armed carrion king is getting faster and faster, and he has gradually caught up with Ning Qiu.

"It looks like it's going to be just hand-to-hand." Ning Qiu complained bitterly in his heart, if this continued, his soul power would be exhausted, and it was estimated that he would not be able to kill this corpse king.

Ning Qiu's strength originally lay in close combat, so with a move of his spiritual power, he had activated the Corpse King Core Necklace.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, he fought with the eight-armed carrion king.

However, this corpse king had eight arms, and Ning Qiu still felt quite tricky to fight.

The black corpse qi continued to appear, and with the help of the defense of the corpse king's nuclear necklace, it was barely able to fight.

Eight arms struck at the same time, and Ning Qiu felt caught off guard.

Immediately after, his chest tightened, and his body flew upside down.

"Chogokin Battle Fist!"

A carp stood up, Ning Qiu turned over, and on the basis of the original superload battle suit, the battle fist appeared.

"Whew!"

The battle fist spewed out two hot gases, and at this time, the eight-armed carrion king attacked again.

"Hot Soul Punch!" He roared and slammed his fist into the Corpse King's face.

The body of the eight-armed carrion king was knocked away, and he got up immediately after falling to the ground, as if he had entered a state of rage.

In the distance, Pang Xiaobo watched this battle, and couldn't help but worry about Ning Qiu in his heart.

Obviously, Ning Qiu is now consuming a huge amount of physical strength and soul power, but the eight-armed carrion king is becoming more and more courageous, and if it goes on like this, defeat will be a matter of time.

Pang Xiaobo was also punched by the Corpse King just now, but fortunately, with the defense of the Corpse King's black gold armor, he saved his life and suffered a slight injury.

He really wanted to help Ning Qiu, but he also knew in his heart that he would only help more and more in the past, and he would lose his life in vain.

At this time, only a muffled bang was heard, and Ning Qiu was once again sent flying.

"Damn! If you can cultivate the superhuman system to the advanced middle level, maybe it won't be so difficult. Ning Qiu said in his heart.

The more such a life-and-death battle, the easier it is to see your own shortcomings.

The puppet and fire types are basically useless right now, especially against terrifying corpse kings like the Eight-Armed Rotting Corpse King.

At this moment, he felt like his bones were about to fall apart, and his whole body was in severe pain.

The Eight-Armed Carrion King leaped down and lunged at him.

"Superload Gathering Cannon!"

A beam of white light flew out, hitting the rushing Corpse King, but it did not seriously injure it.

"Whew!" The corpse king fell, and his eight hands clenched into fists and suddenly swung out.

"Ah......h Ning Qiu wanted to hide, but it was too late.

The superalloy mecha on his body shattered, and his body flew upside down, and then dragged out of the ground for nearly a kilometer.

"Whew!"

The eight-armed carrion king roared to the sky, striking his chest with both hands, as if roaring for victory.

Ning Qiu fell to the ground, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

"You're too weak, and you're not an opponent at all when you go head-to-head with this guy." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in my head.

Corpse Ning Qiu has woken up!

"Less verbose!" Ning Qiu clenched his teeth and stood up in severe pain.

"Bang bang bang bang......" The eight-armed carrion king had already taken a step and rushed towards him, feeling the ground shake with every step he took.

Ning Qiu looked ahead and lowered his hands.

The Eight-Armed Rotting Corpse King swung out eight fists again, extremely fast.

"Superload Gathering Cannon!"

Ning Qiu's palms suddenly opened, but this time, he was not attacking the Corpse King, but releasing it towards his feet.

With a bang, due to the momentum, his whole body flew up.

The eight-armed carrion king was stunned for a moment, thinking that this kid can still fly?

Ning Qiu landed on his feet and gasped.

Luckily, the soul power of other abilities could be fused with the soul system, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to use the Supercharge Cannon so frequently.

"If the release of the superload cannon can be maintained, does that mean that a short flight can be made?" Ning Qiu suddenly had such an idea.

At this time, the Eight-Armed Rotting Corpse King rushed over again.

Ning Qiu took a deep breath of air, then opened his palm, no matter what, he decided to give it a try.

Of course, the premise is that he must constantly convert his soul power into supercharge energy, because the use of supercharge armor is not maintained by soul power, but by supercharge energy.

However, he no longer needed to complete the transformation of supercharge energy through meditation, and he used the power of the spiritual eye to transform very quickly.

Looking at the energy in the mecha, there is still about a quarter of it.

This time, instead of pouring a lot of energy into his hands, he took a slow and gradual approach.

"Whew!"

The white light of his palms reappeared, and his body flew, but much slower than before.

The Eight-Armed Rotting Corpse King let out a low roar, slammed his feet on the ground, and leaped high.

At this time, Ning Qiu had only risen to a height of more than ten meters, and he was still a little shaky, and suddenly the Corpse King jumped over, so frightened that he quickly stopped the release of the superload concentrating cannon.

He fell, and the eight-armed carrion king threw himself into the air.

However, its body was still in mid-air, and Ning Qiu raised his hand and flew out of the soul string, binding one of the legs of the eight-armed rotting corpse king, and pulled it out of the air with a fierce and powerful pull.

"Bang!" The Corpse King fell to the ground, and in a fit of rage, rushed over again.

Ning Qiu saw that the effect was quite good, and he seemed to vaguely comprehend something.

So a white light appeared in his hand again, and he flew into the air again.

At this time, there is still one-fifth of the overload energy left, and the rate of consumption is very fast.

Even as he fights, he is constantly transforming energy, but it is difficult to make up for the speed of consumption.

The Eight-Armed Rotting Corpse King did not absorb the lesson at all, and jumped high again.

"Dragon Fire Fist!" Seeing this, Ning Qiu raised his hand and swung it over.

At the same time, a faint yellow glow appeared in his left eye, and he used the power of his spiritual eye to slow down the speed at which he fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

The fire dragon collided with the corpse king, exploding black flames in the air.