Super Dragon Cultivation System

C567 Mutated Corpse Race Golden Corpse Technique



C567 Mutated Corpse Race Golden Corpse Technique

Variant Zombie, golden Corpse Art.    

    

Zhang Xing followed closely behind Zombie and continuously swung his hammer.    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

Both of his arms and legs were smashed until only a layer of skin was left, and he could be separated from his body at any time.    

    

The cephalo- was smashed from the shuttle shape to the shape of an iron cake.    

    

Puff! Zombie fell into the huge pit again.    

    

Upon seeing this scene, everyone on the scene was dumbfounded. This was too cruel! He was planning to turn Zombie into minced meat!    

    

With every strike of Zhang Xing's hammer, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched. That was a 3200 jin gilded hammer. If one did not use combat power, it would cause one's heart to tremble.    

    

Moreover, Zhang Xing had even swung the giant hammer. Clearly, he had gained enough strength. This strike was at least ten thousand jin in weight. It was already a miracle that Zombie was not blown up.    

    

Among the crowd, only State Advisor and Ta He remained calm and kept sneering.    

    

Obviously, they had confidence in their hearts. As for what it was... Perhaps only they knew it in their hearts. However, they were certain that Zombie wouldn't be destroyed so easily.    

    

"Break your legs and smash your cephalo- flat. Let's see how you're going to fight it!"    

    

Zhang Xing carried the gilded hammer and was about to turn around and leave the big pit when his expression suddenly changed.    

    

"Eh? He's not dead yet?"    

    

Through the smoke and dust, he looked at the bottom of the pit.    

    

Hu!    

    

He saw the air and dust around the pit gather towards the bottom of the pit.    

    

It was as if there was a huge vacuum cleaner underneath the crater.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the scene inside was revealed.    

    

While Zombie was breathing in the smoke, he was also struggling to stand up. His arms and legs were attached to his body at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flattened cephalo- also quickly returned to normal.    

    

Oh! My god, even this can't kill him. Zombie's family is really terrifying.    

    

Until now, there were already many big shots who recognized that the person fighting Zhang Xing wasn't a human, but had cultivated a crooked cultivation method, inheriting the Corpse Refining Sect's supreme cultivation method.    

    

Their eyes flickered as they looked at the Imperial Advisor, as if they were suspecting something.    

    

However, they did not dare to reveal too much. The Newco Empire was not something they could provoke.    

    

Even if they secretly nurtured a group of men of sacrifice like this, no one dared to stand out and criticize them.    

    

Even Zhang Xing couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Could this undead creature really not die?    

    

In less than three breaths of time, Zombie was still as good as before. Just like before, he threw himself at Zhang Xing.    

    

"Boss, look at me!"    

    

In the sky, Black Treasure swooped down, opened his mouth and spat out a dragon breath.    

    

"I can smell a familiar and annoying smell from his body."    

    

"This Zombie is very likely a member of the dark race, and he is a race with a relatively high combat strength."    

    

Black Treasure spoke to Zhang Xing via divine sense as he breathed out the dragon breath.    

    

"Another dark race? Looks like they still have a lot of seeds left in the continent. First, it's Necromancer, and now it's Zombie. Who knows what kind of unknown race they might encounter in the future."    

    

"No wonder humans are so weak in their eyes. Zombie's race alone is enough to destroy all the third-class empire."    

    

He looked at Zombie who was wrapped in dragon breath.    

    

The skin on his body was burning in the scorching acid solution, making a sizzling sound.    

    

Gradually, it began to melt, and the dripping corpse oil intensified the heat of the dragon's breath.    

    

Zombie kept roaring, struggling, and resisting in the dragon breath.    

    

State Advisor and Ta He could not calm down.    

    

They didn't expect the dragon breath of this Black Dragon to be so strong. It had exceeded their expectations.    

    

Very soon, Zombie's skin and flesh were all burnt away, leaving only a skeleton.    

    

While everyone was amazed by the power of the dragon breath and Zhang Xing's invincibility, the jaw of the skeleton opened and closed, letting out a sinister laugh.    

    

"Jie Jie... Jie Jie..."    

    

"Thank you for your dragon breath, allowing me to cultivate the Golden Corpse Technique!"    

    


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