The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

"Xiao Bai, there are other strong men coming. That Bajie doesn't want to run away, right?"

The fat man still maintained his Gengjin White Tiger status, sitting next to Zhu Bai and muttering.

"What Bajie?"

Zhu Bai was stunned by the fat man's nonsensical words.

"That Corpse King is the eighth level, right? So many people want to kill it, it feels like killing the New Year Pig... After all, it's Zhu Bajie!"

The fat man grinned, very proud of his logic.

Zhu Bai gave a silent thumbs up, but his eyes were full of contempt.

"The boss will be here soon. He won't have a chance to escape even if he wants to!" Zhu Bai glanced at his cell phone and saw that Xiao Huanyan on the carrier pigeon had already sent him a message.

It means that Wang Mingyang's runes have been condensed and he will be able to come to support soon.

"That's great, I can watch the show."

The fat man chuckled, quickly shed his white tiger body and sat cross-legged in the air. He took out a bag of dried meat made from an unknown animal from the space ring, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it.

"You damn fat guy, you just know how to waste food!"

Seeing this, Zhu Bai could only hold his forehead speechlessly and cursed with a smile.

"Why did I waste food?" the fat man retorted vaguely.

"Look at your body. You've eaten so much meat and you're so thin!"

"Damn it, you're not much better, you're still just as thin!"

"But I'm not called Fatty. You, Fatty, simply don't deserve your name."

"Why, let the boss change my nickname for me...Skinny?"

"Slim monkey, be more appropriate."

Fatty: "..."

The two of them were bickering while looking at the several aircraft flying in the distance.

I don’t know what that ‘Bajie’ was thinking, but he didn’t run away!

A moment later, six aircraft of various types arrived at the county town.

Figures exuding powerful auras stepped out of the aircraft and stood proudly in the air.

Surround the eighth-level Corpse Emperor Pojun, Yan Liao, Shan Shan, and An You, who had just repaired his thighs, in the center.

At this time, even if Pojun and the others wanted to escape, they would have no chance.

No matter which side you break through, you will be hit hard.

"Hey, it looks like these aircraft are all improved with our Genting technology!"

Seeing this scene, the fat man laughed out loud.

The focus of these aircraft is not on speed, but on their strong protection.

And the crystal energy weapons it carries.

The Haizu technology owned by Genting has long been shared with the Kyoto scientific research team.

Then it spread to the refuges of major military regions.

Therefore, a variety of aircraft were transformed, which not only ensured speed, but also could withstand the full blow of seventh-level mutant creatures.

The crystal energy weapons it carries can already threaten seventh-level lives.

However, it can only be a threat.

If you want to kill a seventh-level lifeform, you must not let the opponent stand still and let you attack.

Otherwise, with the rate of fire of crystal energy weapons, it would actually be difficult to attack the opponent.

Even so, this aircraft is extremely valuable.

At least it won't crash due to a sudden attack during flight.

Even an ordinary person driving inside can activate extreme speed and escape quickly.

Therefore, nowadays, any force with certain strength will try every means to purchase an aircraft as a means of transportation.

Especially now that the Internet is open, information about various high-level mutant creatures and spiritual creatures from heaven and earth often appears on the Chinese forum.

If the flying speed is not fast enough, you will not be able to grab it at all.

Some people have even extended their reach abroad with this kind of aircraft.

"Compared to ours, it's still a little worse...but instructor Mei is actually here too."

Zhu Bai nodded slightly and said with a hint of surprise when he saw one of the ray aircraft produced by Genting.

I saw a middle-aged man with a long sword slung around his waist slowly walking out of the ray aircraft.

It’s the Sword King I haven’t seen for a long time, Mei Que!

"Haha, instructor Mei, long time no see!"

The fat man quickly waved to Mei Que in the distance and shouted.

Counting Zhu Bai and Fatty, there were seven major forces on each side, surrounding Po Jun and the other four corpse emperors in the middle.

Mei Que's side happened to be near Zhu Bai and the others, less than one kilometer away from each other.

Mei Que's attention was originally still on the four corpse emperors, but there was nothing he could do about it. The aura of the eighth-level alien corpse emperor was too majestic.

Hearing the sound, he couldn't help but turn his head and said with a surprise smile: "Oh, Xiaobai, Fatty, it's you!"

After saying that, Mei Que walked over with the three people behind him.

The ray aircraft has automatically lifted off and moved away from here.

The other five forces in the distance all launched their aircraft into the sky.

Those still left in the air are all powerful men above the seventh level.

The total number of people is close to thirty!

Corpse Emperor Pojun looked at this scene and couldn't help but grin.

It can feel that although the auras of these people are strong, they are still in the seventh level.

Although it is a bit tricky for it, it is still within the bearable range.

If we could bury these people here and devour all their flesh and blood.

Po Jun felt that his strength might have to improve a bit.

However, there are two or three of them, whose seemingly seventh-level auras give it a faint sense of danger.

Directly north of the encirclement, the last aircraft quickly took off, and a figure shrouded in black mist walked out of it.

Behind him were two strong men clad in black.

"King of Darkness?!"

"Leader of Hidden Dragon Guard..."

"Ye Ying!"

Shouts of surprise continued to ring out, appearing to be very shocked.

Mei Que, who had already walked to the side of Zhu Bai and Fatty, also raised his eyebrows slightly.

The figure surrounded by black mist was Ye Ying, the leader of the Kyoto Hidden Dragon Guard, who was called the King of Darkness by many survivors, and the leader of the top 100 Chinese list!

"Why is he here too?"

Zhu Bai narrowed his eyes and said in a groan.

"I guess he is here for the first eighth-level corpse king!"

Fatty curled his lips. He didn't have much good feelings for Ye Ying. He always felt that the other party was very pretentious, always covering his body with black mist, and never showing his true face.

At this moment, everyone was far away, but Ye Ying took the lead in moving forward and took the initiative to narrow the distance with the corpse king Po Jun.

A single move affected the whole body, and the other parties saw this and took steps together.

Until the encirclement was reduced to a radius of 200 meters.

Standing at the forefront were the strongest of all forces.

After being promoted to the seventh level, the casting distance of ordinary psychics can reach a range of one kilometer.

The stronger ones can reach two kilometers, or even higher.

However, in a real battle, no one will maintain this distance to fight.

The distance that can exert one's own psychic power to the strongest is actually within a hundred meters.

The reason for maintaining a distance of two hundred meters is that everyone is unsure of the strength of the eighth-level corpse king.

Second, no one dares to take the lead and become the target of the eighth-level corpse king.

Leaving two hundred meters is also a buffer.

"Haha, fat brother, I didn't expect you to be here too!"

Across the street, a short-haired young man shouted at the fat man.

The fat man was stunned when he heard the voice, and then he looked at him carefully and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be you, kid."

The young man was ranked 18th on the Huaxia list, and was called the "King Kong God of War" by the survivors of the Shangdu of Henan Province!

Zhao Tianji, who has a diamond body.