Chapter 892: What you wish for

The bald professor has a huge number of subordinates, plus Beitang Wuxiong, a seventh-level combat force.

At the beginning of the battle, both of them were full of confidence.

Unfortunately, the combat power displayed by the flute clone was too exaggerated.

The mental attack of the bald professor did not have much effect on him.

His fifth- and sixth-level subordinate zombies were also killed by the three-legged blue crow.

Large patches of azure starfire sprinkled down, and other low-level zombies could not get beyond the limit.

If they got a little closer, they would be burned to ashes by the starfire.

Beitang Wuxiong exerted his extraordinary martial body to the extreme, and his aura was extremely sharp.

Coupled with his own karate force-generating skills that he had practiced for many years, a punch even caused ripples in the space.

Unfortunately, the body that Wang Mingyang re-condensed for the two clones had a quarter of his immortal blood.

Whether in terms of strength or defense, it was far superior to Beitang Wuxiong's extraordinary martial body.

Beitang Wuxiong punched, and the flute clone swung his fist to meet it fearlessly.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound was heard, and the flute clone's fist directly hit Beitang Wuxiong's out-of-body energy.

It hit his fist directly.

A white bone fragment directly burst out from Beitang Wuxiong's shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere.

Without waiting for him to react, the flute clone knocked Beitang Wuxiong unconscious with a soul storm.

Then he sealed the sea of ​​consciousness and the body.

In a flash, Beitang Wuxiong, a seventh-level strongman, had turned into a space gem and was put into the mustard seed space by the flute clone.

"Huh, I finally got rid of this guy."

The goal was achieved, and the flute clone felt relieved and turned to look at the dumbfounded bald 'professor'.

The spiritual corpse king is absolutely a terrifying existence for others.

It can control a million-level zombie group, which contains a large number of high-level zombies, forming a zombie tide to attack a shelter.

Under the current situation, few shelters can hold out.

Even a shelter guarded by a seventh-level being will be overwhelmed by a continuous stream of corpses.

Don't forget that the one leading this corpse tide is the extremely intelligent spiritual corpse king.

It is not so easy to launch a sneak attack in the dark.

If he is given some more time, a second or even a third seventh-level corpse king will appear in the group of corpses under his control.

That would definitely be a disaster.

Beitang Wuxiong can be with the professor, which can only be said that the professor has only been promoted for a short time and his overall strength is not strong enough to crush Beitang Wuxiong.

Moreover, even if the professor launches a corpse tide to besiege Beitang Wuxiong's shelter.

Beitang Wuxiong can abandon the shelter at any time and take Ma Cang Sen and other direct descendants away.

He does not need to defend it to the death.

What does it have to do with him whether those survivors live or die?

Because of this, the professor, who liked research in his previous life, compromised and reached an agreement with Beitang Wuxiong.

The professor is very interested in the seventh-level enhanced human, Beitang Wuxiong needs him to help him recover his missing arm.

The two of them have formed an alliance in private, as they each get what they need.

The flute clone is not surprised by this, after all, such things are common in the previous life.

Many powerful humans have taken the initiative to join the ninth-level corpse king.

In addition to instinct and appearance, the corpse kings above the seventh level are no different from humans in a sense.

They are even more honest than most humans.

From the seventh level up, you need to comprehend and master the attribute laws.

The king among zombies has a unique advantage in this regard.

Many humans who are stuck at the seventh level and cannot be promoted will choose to rely on more powerful humans or corpse kings!

The situation of almost equal coexistence between the bald professor and Beitang Wuxiong is actually relatively rare.

"Go!"

Seeing the other party's gaze coming, the bald professor flew back without thinking.

At the same time, he controlled the surrounding high-level zombies to launch a siege.

Several level 6 assassins escaped from the shadows, waving their claws and killing the flute clone.

"Showing off your skills in front of an expert!"

The flute clone raised a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and the shadows around him suddenly shot out countless sharp thorns, nailing the level 6 assassins in mid-air.

Although Wang Mingyang usually doesn't like to use dark abilities.

But with the God of Elements, how can his dark abilities be weak?

His eyes drifted to the bald professor who was running away quickly, and the flute clone snapped his fingers lightly, directly swapping the concrete in front of him with him.

The bald professor only felt the scene in front of him change, and a big hand pressed on his shoulder.

"You still want to run in front of me?"

The flute clone chuckled, and the surging mental power directly poured into the other party's mind, instantly drowning his sea of ​​consciousness.

The scarlet in the professor's eyes gradually disappeared, turning into a dead silence.

A shining level 7 crystal core broke through his head and flew out.

The flute clone casually threw the professor's body down, not intending to burn it.

Leaving it to those low-level zombies, maybe it can give birth to a few high-level zombies in the future.

This is a non-renewable resource!

Although it is difficult for humans to reproduce now, they can still reproduce after all.

Mutated creatures reproduce relatively quickly, and the population is expanding rapidly.

Only zombies are non-renewable and can only be transmitted by biting humans.

But as the superpowers and mutants become more and more powerful, the life of zombies is not so easy.

Overall, the zombie race is showing a trend of shrinking.

Putting away this rare seventh-level spiritual crystal core, the flute clone spreads out his spiritual power.

A few kilometers away, a group of Japanese superpowers came quickly.

The fire here had long attracted the attention of Beitang Wuxiong's direct line, Ma Cangsen and others.

A-level lava summoning is a pretty good superpower, and the flute clone does not intend to let it go.

His figure flashed and appeared above those Japanese superpowers, and his palm pressed down.

Space compression started!

Beitang Wuxiong was able to be promoted to the seventh level, but the highest of these people was only at the peak of the sixth level.

More than a hundred Japanese superpowers had no idea what happened, and they were sealed in space gems.

By passing the information here to the original body, the flute clone also fulfilled his wish.

"This is over, and we can collect crystal cores next!"

The flute clone looked at the group of corpses gathering not far away and grinned.

He came here from a long distance, and he did not intend to go back.

After all, it is also the territory of the Federation, and the flute clone is ready to follow the example of the Nongxue clone and clean up this place.

Letting those parasites grow will not benefit China in any way.

More three-legged blue crows spread out in all directions, sweeping across the entire Anker City like a whirlwind.

The golden dragon soared in the sky, launching a thunderstorm to bombard the corpses below.

The huge movement attracted more corpses, and countless crystal cores flashed and gathered in the mustard seed space.

"It's a pity, I should have brought that kid Lai Gebao to clean up the mess..."

The golden dragon smiled at the corner of his mouth, thinking of a scene in the past.