Several Flying Corpse Kings roared as they charged toward Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen first attacked these Flying Corpse Kings with Pill Fire. However, the Flying Corpse Kings were clearly much stronger than the other flying corpses, and they had more methods at their disposal.
The flying corpses spewed out clouds of black mist. The mist directly enveloped the flying corpses, blocking the Pill Fire.
Although the Pill Fire was consuming the black mist, the Flying Corpse Kings kept replenishing it, preventing the Pill Fire from harming them for the time being.
Jiang Chen's expression shifted slightly. These Flying Corpse Kings truly had no simple tricks up their sleeves. Jiang Chen had no choice but to engage them in combat.
Jiang Chen fought five enemies alone without falling behind. The Demonic Soul Blade in his hand swung relentlessly, occasionally slashing into the bodies of the flying corpses.
Unfortunately, the flying corpses' defenses were too tough. Jiang Chen's Demonic Soul Blade could only carve one blade mark after another into their bodies.
Such superficial injuries were nothing to the flying corpses. They felt neither pain nor a decrease in combat strength.
If they had been beings of flesh and blood, their injuries would certainly have affected their battle prowess. But flying corpses were undead creatures and felt no pain.
When the flying corpse had been burned earlier, the reason it had suffered was that its soul had also been burned. The interior of a flying corpse was extremely important; injuries to the surface were no serious matter.
"Damn it, these flying corpses are so troublesome." Jiang Chen found himself in a bit of a bind.
Jiang Chen was much stronger now. If he were still at the Sixth Level of the Martial God Realm, as he had been when he fought Wen