roccoschili Chapter 945 Gathering of strong men
Chapter 945 Gathering of strong men
"Xiao Bai, there are other strong men coming. Is that Bajie going to run away?"
The fat man still maintained the state of Gengjin White Tiger, sitting next to Zhu Bai and muttering.
"What Bajie?"
Zhu Bai was stunned by the fat man's nonsensical words.
"That Corpse King is an eighth-level beast, right? So many people want to kill it, it feels like killing a pig for the New Year... If you think about it this way, it must be Zhu Bajie!"
The fat man grinned, very proud of his own logic.
Zhu Bai silently raised his thumbs up, but his eyes were full of contempt.
"The boss is here soon. It won't have a chance to run away!" Zhu Bai glanced at his phone. Xiao Huanyan had sent him a message on the carrier pigeon.
This 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, took out a bag of dried meat made of some unknown beast from his space ring, grabbed a handful and stuffed it directly into his mouth and started chewing.
"You fat bastard, all you know how to do is waste food!"
Seeing this, Zhu Bai could only hold his forehead in silence and curse with a smile.
"How did I waste food?" the fat man retorted vaguely.
"Look at your body. You've eaten so much meat, but you're so skinny!"
"Damn, you're not much better, you're still just as skinny!"
"But I'm not called Fatty. You don't deserve the name Fatty."
"What? Let the boss give me a new nickname... Skinny?"
"Thin monkey, more appropriate."
Fatty: "..."
While arguing, the two men looked at several aircraft speeding towards them in the distance.
I don’t know what that ‘Bajie’ was thinking, he didn’t run away!
A moment later, six aircraft of various types arrived in the county town one after another.
One after another, figures emitting powerful auras walked out of the aircraft and stood proudly in the air.
The eighth-level corpse emperor Pojun, Yanliao, Hanshan, and Anyou, who had just repaired his thigh, were surrounded in the center.
At this point, even if Pojun and the others wanted to escape, they had no chance.
No matter which direction you break out in, you will encounter severe blows.
"Hey, it looks like these aircraft are all improved using our Cloudtop 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 sea technology that Genting possessed had long been shared with the Kyoto scientific research team.
Then it spread to shelters in major military regions.
Therefore, various types of aircraft were modified, which can not only ensure speed but also withstand the full force attack of the seventh-level mutant creature.
The crystal energy weapons it carries are already capable of threatening seventh-level life.
However, it is only a threat.
If you want to kill a seventh-level life, the only way is to stand still and let you attack.
Otherwise, with the firing rate of crystal energy weapons, it would be difficult to attack the opponent.
Even so, this aircraft is extremely valuable.
At least during the flight, it will not crash due to a sudden attack.
Even if an ordinary person is driving inside, he can reach the maximum speed and escape quickly.
Therefore, nowadays, any force with a certain strength will try every means to purchase an aircraft as a means of transportation.
Especially now that the Internet is unobstructed, information about various high-level mutant creatures and spiritual creatures from heaven and earth often appears on the Chinese forums.
If the flying speed is not fast enough, you won’t be able to grab it at all.
Some people have even extended their reach overseas with the help of this type of aircraft.
"It's still a little worse than ours... But, Instructor Mei is here too."
Zhu Bai nodded slightly, and said with a hint of surprise when he saw one of the Manta aircraft produced by Genting.
A middle-aged man with a long sword slung across his waist slowly walked out of the Manta aircraft.
It was the Sword King, Mei Que, who had not been seen for a long time!
"Haha, Instructor Mei, long time no see!"
The fat man waved and shouted at Mei Que in the distance.
Including Zhu Bai and the fat man, there were a total of seven major forces, each divided into one side, surrounding the four corpse kings including Po Jun in the middle.
Mei Que's group happened to be near Zhu Bai and his group, less than one kilometer away.
Mei Que's attention was originally on the four corpse kings, but there was no way, the aura of the eighth-level alien corpse king was simply too powerful.
Hearing the sound, he turned around and said with a surprised smile: "Oh, Xiaobai, Fatty, it's you!"
After saying that, Mei Que walked over with the three people behind him.
The Manta aircraft has automatically taken off and moved away from here.
In the distance, the other five forces all launched their aircraft into the air.
Those who are still in the air are all strong men above the seventh level.
The total number of people is close to thirty!
The Corpse King Pojun couldn't help but grin when he saw this scene.
It could sense that although the auras of these people were strong, they were still within the seventh level.
Although it is a bit tricky for it, it is still within the tolerable range.
If I could bury these people here and devour their flesh and blood.
Pojun felt that his strength might still need to increase a lot.
However, there were two or three of them who seemed to have the aura of the seventh level, but they gave it a faint sense of danger.
Just 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 powerful men in black clothes.
"The Dark Lord?!"
"Leader of the Hidden Dragon Guards..."
"Night Shadow!"
There were constant exclamations, showing great shock.
Mei Que, who had already walked to Zhu Bai and the fat man, also raised his eyebrows slightly.
The figure shrouded in black mist is none other than Ye Ying, the leader of the Kyoto Hidden Dragon Guards, who is now at the top of China's Top 100 list and is called the Dark King by many survivors!
"Why is he here too?"
Zhu Bai narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.
"I guess he's here for the first rank eight corpse king!"
The fat man curled his lips. He didn't have much good impression of Ye Ying. He always felt that he was pretentious. He always covered his body with black mist and never showed his true face.
At this moment, everyone was far apart, but Ye Ying took the lead in moving forward, actively narrowing the distance with the Corpse Emperor Po Jun.
A single move affects the entire body, and the other parties all took steps forward upon seeing this.
Until the encirclement was reduced to a radius of two hundred meters.
Those standing at the forefront are the strongest among all forces.
After being promoted to the seventh level, the casting distance of ordinary psychics can reach one kilometer.
The stronger ones can reach two kilometers or even higher.
However, in a real battle, no one would maintain this distance.
The distance at which one can exert one's supernatural powers to the strongest level is actually within a hundred meters.
The reason for keeping a distance of two hundred meters is that everyone is unsure of the strength of the Eighth-Rank Corpse King.
Second, no one dared to take the first step and become the target of the Eighth-Level Corpse King.
Leaving two hundred meters can serve as a buffer.
"Haha, Fatty, I didn't expect you to be here too!"
Diagonally opposite, a young man with a crew cut shouted at the fat man.
The fat man was startled when he heard the voice, then he looked at him carefully and couldn't help laughing: "So it's you, kid."
That young man was the 18th on the Huaxia list, and was called the 'King Kong War God' by the survivors of Henan Province's Shangdu!
Zhao Tianji, who has a diamond body.