Apocalypse Awakening

Chapter 384 The Eight-Armed Carrion King's Strongest Form

Facing the Corpse King, everyone in the Spirit Slaying Team didn't dare to take it lightly, and they all used their housekeeping skills.

Ning Qiu is fast, smaller than the corpse king, and much more flexible.

He charged with a gun in his right hand, and continuously released abilities with his left hand.

However, he still underestimated the eight-armed corpse king's defense after all.

Although the rotten flesh from the Eight-Armed Carrion King's body would fall out every time he attacked, but according to this efficiency, everyone's soul power would have been exhausted before all the rotten flesh fell.

Swinging the Black Blood Spider Spear, Ning Qiu got close to the eight-armed corpse king.

But he was too small, like an ant in front of the tall corpse king.

Wherever the spear passed, rotten flesh splashed. At this time, Yin Tianzong had already led his team to launch an attack.

All kinds of abilities flew over and hit the eight-armed corpse king, and the rotten flesh fell like a torrential rain.

"No, I will be buried alive by the fallen carrion." Ning Qiu thought.

"Aw!" The eight-armed corpse king roared angrily, raised his right foot abruptly, and stomped on the ground.

There was a loud bang, and the earth trembled.

Everyone in the Spirit Slashing Team trembled, feeling like they were about to vomit out their dinner.

Many people felt that their center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, the eight arms of the eight-armed rotting corpse king pinched his body, grabbing clumps of rotting flesh from his body.

Knead the carrion into meat balls and throw them at the four teams.

"Puff!"

The meat ball exploded, sending many people flying.

In the sky, several fighter jets flew over, and the artillery fire flew towards the eight-armed corpse king.

It is impossible to eliminate a corpse king with the Spirit Slaying Team alone, and the military understands this, so they sent reinforcements to them.

As pieces of rotten flesh fell off, the figure of the eight-armed rotting corpse king gradually became thinner.

Not only is the body thinner, but the head is also shorter.

However, the thinner he became, the stronger the fighting power of the eight-armed corpse king.

I saw a fighter jet flying over its head, the eight-armed corpse king jumped up, waved his big hand, and actually photographed a plane.

Seeing this, the other fighters hurried up.

"Bang!" The corpse king's feet landed on the ground, and Ning Qiu's feet shook while running, and his whole body was thrown into the air.

One turned over and landed. At this time, he was about 50 meters away from the corpse king.

He held the Black Blood Spider Spear in his hand backwards, threw it vigorously, and the spear turned into a black light and rushed towards the head of the eight-armed corpse king.

At the same time, a faint yellow light appeared in Ning Qiu's right eye, and the spear flying through the air suddenly accelerated.

"Ow!"

The black blood spider spear pierced the eight-armed rotting corpse king's face, and a large piece of rotting flesh fell down.

At this moment, looking at the appearance of the corpse king, he felt even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Damn! It almost succeeded." Ning Qiu cursed in his heart.

At the moment of crisis, the eight-armed corpse king tilted his head and narrowly escaped the shot.

If the Black Blood Spider Gun could hit its forehead directly, it might be able to kill the Corpse King.

"Bang!"

In the sky, the clouds are dense, not a single star can be seen.

Dozens of thunderbolts descended from the sky and gathered into a huge war halberd.

The lightning flashed brightly, blinding the eye.

"Tianlei Halberd!" Yin Tianzong shouted, he had already stored his strength for a long time.

The thunder and lightning struck the eight-armed carrion king's head with a snap, and the carrion exploded.

"Aw!" The eight-armed corpse king screamed, and then his body softened, and his huge body fell forward.

"Damn it!" Ning Qiu yelled, activated his thunder boots and fled quickly, otherwise his body would be crushed to pieces.

"boom!"

The huge body fell down, startling the sky with smoke and dust.

"Big Flame Sparrow!" Yin Tianzong didn't stop, he didn't simply think that the Corpse King was dead.

Seeing this, the other team members used their most powerful skills one after another.

Sky Thunder Halberd, Great Flame Sparrow, Water Dragon Catastrophe, and various special skills attacked the eight-armed corpse king to the end.

Ning Qiu didn't look at it either, clusters of black flames appeared all over his body, and then gradually lifted into the air, converging into a black flame sparrow.

The big black flame sparrow flapped its wings and headed towards the eight-armed corpse king.

All kinds of abilities are intertwined, magnificent and colorful.

After a long time, the flames were extinguished, the thunder and lightning disappeared, and a little calm was restored under the night.

At this time, the tide of corpses was still heading south, and did not change because of the fall of the corpse king.

As expected of a special existence in the army, the Spirit Slaying Squad is indeed very powerful.

"Ow!"

A roar echoed across the sky.

The body of the eight-armed rotting corpse king continued to shrink, and the rotting flesh fell to the ground.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the moonlight appeared, reflecting on a figure who was only two meters high.

Seeing this, everyone trembled in their hearts.

Where is the figure, it is clearly a shrunken version of the eight-armed corpse king.

The two-meter-tall man, with tight muscles on his body, stood on the hill of carrion like a Shura God of War.

Moreover, it held a black spear in its hand, which was the Black Blood Spider Gun.

"Ahh! This is a big trouble." Ning Qiu felt bad.

In all the zombie records he had read, the eight-armed corpse king mentioned was fat and tall, but no book had ever said that the eight-armed skin corpse could become so... small.

Obviously, this is the strongest form of the eight-armed corpse king.

The Spirit Slaying Team is very strong, everyone united to attack, just like the attack of a strong holy soul.

However, after all, they are not strong holy souls, but in front of them is a very powerful corpse king.

This kind of scene felt familiar to Ning Qiu. When he fought the Man-faced Spider Corpse King in the huge pit, it seemed that a small figure appeared in the huge body.

In other words, this is the real corpse king.

"Uh uh uh……"

The eight-armed corpse king let out a low growl, then turned his head to look at the team closest to it, threw the black blood spider gun in his hand, and went away through the wind.

"Be careful!" Tang Fenglin yelled, clapping his hands on the ground, and a dozen mud walls appeared in an instant.

However, the characteristic of the mud wall lies in its toughness and stickiness, facing such a fast and penetrating black blood spider gun, it is impossible to block it.

The spear was like a broken bamboo, and suddenly penetrated more than a dozen mud walls.

"Shield of Soul Control!" Ning Mujun rushed out at some point, and a diamond-shaped shield appeared in front of him.

"Keng!"

The Black Blood Spider Lance slammed into the shield, sparking a burst of flames.

The shield was impacted by the spear, and instantly backed up, hitting Ning Mujun's body, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, the Soul Guarding Shield blocked the spear, although the entire shield was completely deformed, and Ning Mujun was also seriously injured.

"Someone is injured, come quickly!" Seeing this, Yin Tianzong opened his mouth and shouted.

There are three healing awakeners in the Spirit Slaying Team, but none of them are majors.

And just when Yin Tianzong's voice sounded, he suddenly felt a tall figure beside him.

His face instantly turned pale and he trembled all over.

"Nine flames in succession!" Pang Xiaobo appeared, and nine balls of flames shot out, bombarding the eight-armed corpse king.

And then... nothing worked.

"Gulu." Pang Xiaobo's throat moved, and he took a few steps back.

Ning Qiu had already rushed over from a distance, opened his mouth and shouted at Pang Xiaobo: "Fatty run!"

(End of this chapter)