wicked immortal

"Corpse King." Zhao Yuan waved to the King of Ten Thousand Corpses after seeing the young man climbing up the wreckage of the mecha.

"Well, why?"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses, who was watching the battle with his legs crossed, was lost in thought just because he saw Zhao Yuan fighting with the mecha. Thousands of thoughts were entangled in his brain. In his mind, there was also the impression of the mecha.

"You stay with him."

"Why me?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses is the King of the Walking Dead. He considers himself a dignified person, and feels uncomfortable being summoned by Zhao Yuan in front of hundreds of cultivators.

"Because only you are my brother here."

"Huh... that's pretty much the same, but, I am the king of corpses, and if I become brothers with you, wouldn't it be worthless?" The king of corpses muttered.

"Where are your subordinates?" Zhao Yuan snorted coldly, looked around at the corpses of the walking dead all over the mountains and plains, and said sarcastically.

"Ah...cough cough..." The sunken-eyed face of the king of corpses turned red.

"Don't be verbose, keep an eye on that person!" Zhao Yuan urged.

"Oh……"

Reluctantly, the king of corpses flew into the cockpit of the wrecked steel monster, and stood behind the young man. His ten long fingernails rubbed against the young man, making piercing noises, terrified. The young man was terrified and motionless.

"Boy, what is this thing?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses looked around and asked curiously.

"Mecha."

"What is a mecha?"

"You do not understand."

"F*ck, believe it or not, I killed you! I asked you if I don't understand, but if you tell me, I will understand." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses suddenly became furious and scolded.

"...Mechas are high-tech products that can fight against abnormal humans..."

"What is a high-tech product?" The king of corpses looked puzzled.

"..."

"What is a perverted human?" The jumping nerves of the king of corpses had not waited for the young man to answer, and immediately turned to the next question automatically.

"It's what you call a cultivator."

"Oh...a cultivator is a perverted human being." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses had a sudden realization on his face.

"Yes, the gods are called super perverts."

"Super perverted...ah...hahaha...yes, they are really super perverted..." The king of corpses seemed to recall some memories, and laughed.

"What about me?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses asked suddenly, as if he had remembered something.

"You..." The young man opened his mouth, hesitant to speak.

"What am I?"

"You are a monster..."

"What!" The King of Corpses suddenly jumped into a rage, and said loudly, "How can I be a monster, how can I be a monster? I am the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, and I am the honorable King of Ten Thousand Corpses, do you know that?!"

"I know..." The young man paused and said, "As of now, many things in the universe cannot be explained by science, and you are a phenomenon that cannot be explained by science, so you are collectively called a monster."

"You are the monster, your whole family are monsters..."

The king of corpses kept cursing, ignored the young man, and focused on Zhao Yuan.

At this time, hundreds of cultivators from all directions were gathering together, Zhao Yuan seemed to be negotiating with them, and after a while, the hundreds of cultivators dispersed.

The earth suddenly became quiet.

Soldiers dismissed the valley, and the suffocating stillness returned.

The five elders who survived the catastrophe had already been brought by Xiao Ruan to cultivate in Shamiao Castle, and they had made an appointment with Zhao Yuan to meet him, and Zhao Yuan promised the five elders to help him recover his supernatural powers.

Actually, cultivators like Wu Lao who suddenly lost their supernatural powers, even if they survived, would be full of despair about the future, and most of them would choose to commit suicide. Zhao Yuan's promise undoubtedly ignited his hope of surviving.

Bing Jiegu, where needles can be heard, is in a mess, with limbs and arms of walking corpses everywhere, and some corpses of cultivators.

The huge drop-shaped metal spaceship also lay quietly on the ground, emitting blue smoke.

This huge battlefield seems to have been frozen suddenly.

No. [-] was sitting in the cockpit of the mech, quietly watching the long-haired young man in the fiery red armor. He knew that the other party was using him as a bait to ambush the rescuers.

No. [-] has no way to change the status quo, he can only wait and see, because, whether it is the drop-shaped spaceship or the mech, the communication facilities on it have been completely destroyed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the long-haired young man still sat quietly under a huge piece of metal, motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.

From a physiological point of view, Zhao Yuan has indeed lost his life, because his body did not exude the slightest vitality, and even his body temperature disappeared. At this time, Zhao Yuan was no different from a cold corpse. What a difference.

Zhao Yuan, who had stayed on the earth before, knew that if he wanted to hide the truth from the other party, he had to lose his vitality. The temperature emitted by his body could not hide the high-tech reconnaissance technology at all...

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A spaceship passed through the space barrier and entered the sandy space.

In the cockpit of the drop-shaped metal spaceship, there is a beautiful and heroic woman sitting upright. She is Awakening One.

Don't underestimate her. Among the awakened human fighters, No. [-] can definitely be ranked in the top ten. Moreover, she is the best fighter in the source energy monitoring headquarters. The gods and comprehensions who died in her hands There are countless people, among them, there are some ancient gods.

After No. [-] crashed, the headquarters immediately sent No. [-] to rescue, which shows her lofty status in the source energy monitoring headquarters.

No. [-]'s brows were tightly furrowed, and a pair of clear eyes were fixed on the holographic screen.

The relationship between No. [-] and No. [-] is not very good, but that is just a private matter and has nothing to do with work.

There is no doubt that No. [-] is a person who distinguishes between public and private. When she heard about No. [-]'s accident, she immediately called for a fight.

Now, number one has a lot of problems.

The Sha Miao Great Formation is an ancient formation, and many cultivators are trapped in it, and there are many powerful cultivators among them. Yu Xiaoxia, with No. [-]'s ability, should be able to deal with it calmly. The probability of accidents is almost negligible. But now, No. [-] has an accident, and even the spaceship crashed.

Who is that long-haired young man in fiery red leather armor?

What happened then?

No. [-] has played the battle video dozens of times repeatedly, searching for clues of the long-haired young man, but there is no clue. It seems that the long-haired young man really used brute force to smash the sturdy drop-shaped spaceship to the ground. destroy.

Destroy a huge alloy spaceship with your bare hands?

There was a wry smile at the corner of No. [-]'s mouth. She had simulated thousands of times in her brain, but she still couldn't imagine how a person could use brute force to destroy a spaceship weighing tens of thousands of tons. Moreover, that spaceship was full of lethal wounds. Powerful terrifying weapon...

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It seems that this time he really met his opponent!

The wry smile on the corner of No. [-]'s mouth turned into a trace of cold cruelty.

Whether they are cultivators or gods, No. [-] doesn't have any good impressions, because they are a group of naked parasites, living on the beliefs enshrined by ordinary humans.

Elimination of cultivators and gods is the goal of No. [-]'s life!

The drop-shaped metal spaceship traveled through the vast universe, broke through the space barrier, and immediately locked the wreckage of the drop-shaped metal spaceship and the mech wreckage in Bingjie Valley.

"Number one, be careful." On the holographic screen, a majestic face appeared.

"Yes, General."

No. [-] nodded, ten snow-white fingers jumped up and down on the main control board, and the terrain of Bingjie Valley appeared on the holographic screen in the main control room.

Carcasses, limbs, incinerated rocks, branches, the puddles of the teardrop-shaped metal spaceship, and the battered mech.

It can be seen from the chaotic scene that the battle at that time was extremely tragic and the scope involved was extremely vast.

On the holographic screen, it can be clearly seen that a strange-looking zombie hijacked No. [-] and hid in the wreckage of the mecha.

Number one is a thoughtful woman with many battles and experience. She was not in a hurry to land, but repeatedly combed the ground for clues.

If awakened human beings do not have high-tech weapons, they will be as vulnerable as ants in front of cultivators and gods. Therefore, No. [-] is very clear that even the slightest carelessness will make her end in tragedy...

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