Since obtaining the skill of Soul Burning Demon Pupil, Wang Qi has not had many opportunities to use it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although this move is extremely ruthless, and it has a one-hit killing effect for opponents whose mental power is far inferior to them. But before, it was because of the excessive soul energy consumed, but after that, because most of the opponents were undead creatures, and their levels were higher than their own, the effect was not great.

Of course, for undead creatures, the Soul Burning Demon Pupil is not completely ineffective. Although the special effects of hallucinogenic and memory reading have little effect on these guys with insufficient IQ, if the difference in mental power between the two sides reaches a certain level, they can still be burned to ashes with the Soul Burning Fire.

Of course, the undead creatures that can generally be killed by the Soul Burning Demon Pupil can also be killed in seconds by Wang Qi directly. Therefore, this skill has been hidden by Wang Qi.

But now it can't be hidden anymore, although I don't know if it will work, but the counterattack that Wang Qi can do at the moment is only that.

The visor of the Bone Spirit Helmet silently cracked a crack, revealing Wang Qi's burning eyes, and the next moment, the original blue fire turned a blood-like red. The Soul Burning Demon Pupil's spiritual attack was like an invisible blade, stabbing fiercely into the depths of the corpse warrior's soul.

There was a slight shock in his brain, and it returned to normal in an instant, Wang Qi was happy in his heart, the counterattack force from the other party was not large, that is to say, the opponent's mental power was not higher than his own, so the effect of his own blow was definitely not small. Moreover, seeing that this corpse warrior can actually converse in the lingua franca of the undead, then the relatively clear mind is also more susceptible to the influence of illusions.

Sure enough, a trace of dazedness suddenly flashed in the dead eyes of the corpse warrior, and the corpse pillar that had been smashed by the corpse also miraculously slowed down.

It's just that the black cyclone still didn't stop working, and the powerful suction continued to pull Wang Qi in front of the corpse warrior. Wang Qi gritted his teeth, and his palms reached out at the same time, and it was convenient to insert it into the opponent's throat and eyebrows.

"Squeak!"

The bone blade of his left arm pierced the scalp of the corpse warrior, but when it hit the skull of the opponent, it was like hitting the strongest alloy armor.

The bone blade of the right hand that pierced the throat was an inch deeper, but unfortunately after penetrating the throat, it was also blocked above the hard cervical vertebrae.

However, these two unfinished attacks instead woke the corpse warrior from his brief illusion, and the corpse pillar in his hand accelerated again, sweeping towards Wang Qi, who was in mid-air.

At this moment, it is impossible to avoid retreating, after all, which corpse pillar is three meters long, and the attack coverage is quite large. Duck down? Don't be stupid, that's just going to make you hit your head with a column that would have swept you in the waist.

Although the strengthened Bone Spirit Helmet might be able to withstand the blow, Wang Qi was confident that his neck would definitely be broken on the spot.

So Wang Qi was ruthless, he simply did not dodge, transported the strength of his whole body to his arms, and stabbed down hard, just hoping to drag out a lose-lose ending.

It's just that what Wang Qi didn't realize was that when he exerted his strength again, the mysterious runes on the bone bow of the skeleton archer that had stayed in his palm suddenly lit up. At the same time, an invisible force followed the bone blade of his right arm and entered the wound of the corpse warrior like lightning.

"Roar—"

The corpse warrior let out a low roar of pain, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble. It's just that in the next second, the swinging corpse pillar also smashed heavily on Wang Qi's waist.

Although this blow was obviously affected, it was not something that Wang Qi's body could easily eat now. He could clearly hear the sound of his ribs and vertebrae snapping one after the other, and then his whole body shot like a cannonball at the three-dimensional statue in the center of the square.

So the marble sculpture, which symbolizes science and democracy, collapsed with a thud like a sand sculpture of a naughty child, crushing Wang Qi's deeply trapped body underneath.

After a moment of dizziness, Wang Qi opened his eyes. The expected pain did not come, and it seemed that the protection of the defeated battle body was still there, and the previous attack of the skeleton archer was estimated to be only a few special effects.

Trying to run the ability of the defeated battle body, the muscles in the body automatically operate, forcibly straightening the broken bones, and then returning to normal under the influence of super regenerative ability. Wang Qi took a deep breath, struggled to get back up from a large pile of cement shards.

The surrounding zombie encirclement still exists, but Wang Qi's position is close to the edge of the encirclement. However, he naturally turned his gaze to the terrifying corpse warrior first, but at first glance, he was slightly surprised.

The corpse warrior did not take advantage of the time when Wang Qi was knocked away to continue the pursuit, but instead knelt in place, holding the corpse pillar with one hand, and covering his throat that was stabbed by Wang Qi with the other, and let out a low roar. Seeing Wang Qi standing up from the pile of rubble, a hint of strange color flashed in the corpse warrior's eyes. He also let go of the hand covering the wound and stood up.

In fact, the blow that Wang Qi had just delivered was at most a skin wound for a corpse warrior with amazing defensive power. For those who cannot cut the cervical vertebrae, it is only a blow through the throat, which does not pose any threat to it at all.

It's just that with the blow just now, the corpse warrior actually tasted the feeling he had tried for the first time since he regained consciousness - pain!

A sharp pain from the depths of the soul filled its entire body at that moment. This strange and uncomfortable feeling made it feel so uncomfortable that it still hadn't relieved itself.

Wang Qi also sensed the other party's discomfort, he thought for a moment, and suddenly turned his gaze to the palm of his right hand, and the mysterious rune was indeed flickering slightly. Wang Qi immediately understood, it turned out that after he transplanted this rune to his arm armor by mistake, the attack of his right arm could also be accompanied by this kind of painful blow that even the undead creatures could not be exempt from.

In this way, it seems that he has one more hole card. Although he may not be able to beat the big man on the other side, he may have an extra chance to run away desperately.

Thinking of this, Wang Qi once again opened his stance, this time he shielded his left and slashed right, ready to attack and defend both. But at this moment, the corpse warrior once again slammed the raised corpse pillar to the ground.

"You...... Understand...... Language? ”

The corpse warrior spoke, his voice sounding a little leaky as the hole in his throat was still being repaired.

"The lingua franca of the undead? Oh, it seems to be better than you say! ”

Wang Qi raised his eyebrows and responded. The hard fight just now, obviously suffered more, and now the other party is willing to communicate, and he is just delaying time to recover the wear and tear of the body.