Chapter 459

The third-order mutant creatures have a simple instinctive consciousness equivalent to children. Under the control of this low consciousness, the mutant creatures know how to use their abilities, escape when in danger, and bully when their opponents are weak.

Because of this, a large number of low-level cannon fodder are gathered around the high-level mutant creatures. When they rush to the front, the high-level mutant creatures will not show up and will rush out to pick peaches when the victory or defeat is fixed.

A dangerous smell enveloped the fifth order mutant dog. It roared and commanded the low-grade mutant dog to surround itself to form a tight protective ring.

If the fifth order mutant dog is more conscious, it will find that the shadow in front of him doesn't pay attention to the low-level mutant dog, and the goal is himself.

"Roar!"

The sword Qi tore a gully, and the blood fog flew up in the sky. Like a demon, it swept in front of the fifth order mutant dog. The frightened fifth order mutant dog quickly retreated, but it was too late.

The fifth order mutant dog that can't retreat sends out the roar of animal instinct. Its huge body jumps up and pours at Lu Ziming. The animal claws grasp in the air against the sword gas. The sharp animal claws can easily kill an ordinary person.

"Poof!" the beast's claws smashed the sword, then opened the big mouth of the blood basin, with a disgusting smell, the sharp canine teeth flashing cold light, flowing poisonous pus, and tore at Lu Ziming.

Lu Ziming slipped under his feet and twisted his body. A fourth order variant dog next to him jumped up with strength. The blade of the short sword stabbed and picked up one by one. The whole movement was flowing and flowing without any mud and water. A residual shadow was left in the pupil of the fifth order variant dog. He had swept over the body of the fifth order variant dog and rushed towards another fifth order variant dog.

Behind him, the fifth order mutant dog acted as usual. It seemed that nothing had happened. Just after careful observation, it would be found that a blood line was slowly extending under the fifth order mutant dog's neck, and finally extended to the whole neck. "Poof!" blood burst out of the fifth order mutant dog's neck, like the most charming fountain exhausting the fifth order mutant dog's last strength, Driven by inertia, the huge body rushed forward and plunged into the mutant dog group, which will never appear again.

"Kill... Kill, kill!"

Lu Ziming is like a violent monster, constantly impacting the mutant dog group. There are five rank mutant dogs, and his figure appears there.

With each sword breath, a mutant dog is harvested. The sword breath all over the sky is like a sickle of death. No one wants to be close to the place three meters around him, even the mutant dog.

He has been killed crazy. The whole person is like a devil in hell, which makes the mutant dog instinctively timid, and the low roar sound seems to be moaning. For him, the danger has long been regarded as nothing, and the killing in his heart runs wantonly. The strong killing makes the mutant dog dare not approach, forming a narrow vacuum around him.

I don't know whether the mutant dog is afraid or the mutant dog is slaughtered. He can hardly see low-grade mutant dogs around him. Looking around, there are all mutant dogs above level 4. He roared at him, bared his teeth and roared, but he didn't want to leave or give up.

His pressure has not been reduced. The sea of people tactics of the mutant dog is beneficial to Lu Ziming. Many fifth order mutant dogs cannot cooperate and coordinate. If there is a sixth order mutant dog in the middle, he will die.

Even so, he still dare not take it lightly. Only he knows the overall control and his own ability.

Under his temptation, most of the mutant dogs have been attracted to the surroundings, and Loran and black tiger have already boarded the square platform.

As long as you climb the upper platform, the mutant dog will not continue to hunt.

"This is the real strength of brother Liu". The black tiger smashed his dry lips. Although he had boarded the square platform and there was no threat, he looked at the surging beating of Lu Ziming by the tide of mutant dogs. His lonely figure shocked his soul. If there was a god of war in the world, there was one in front of him.

Lolan's slender body trembled slightly, his fists clenched, his sharp nails fell into the palm, his eyebrows frowned on his forehead, and his eyes were full of doubt and worry, "how can there be such a person in Jincheng, where he came from and how did he enter the relics of Lingya...".

Apart from the earliest intruders, there are only characters from the five forces who can enter the relics of Lingya. However, it is obvious that Lu Ziming does not belong to any force, or is unwilling to submit to the five forces. Moreover, Lu Ziming also admitted that he came to Jincheng, but did not say about the Jincheng military. Obviously, there are unknown secrets.

How tenacious this willpower is, burning hot light in his eyes, stubbornly standing straight back, like a sharp sword nailed between heaven and earth.

The weak body is slightly thin, but it swims among the sea tide like mutant dogs, like a lonely boat in a storm, which is swallowed by the mutant dogs at any time. The shock comes from the bottom of my heart, like the magma in the earth's crust.

"Did you cry?" the black tiger turned back.

"Who cried, your mother cried? The sand went into her eyes," Lolan turned her head and said.

"Ha ha!" the black tiger laughed, "don't say, if there is such a brother around, it will make me cry happily." Lolan didn't find that the corners of the black tiger's eyes were ruddy.

Lu Ziming in the mutant dog group quickly shuttles around the mutant dog with blood stains all over his body, but these are not his blood.

His figure appeared there. There was a bloody rain. The blood flowed wantonly on the ground and gathered into a trickle. It gathered more and more. It was like the sea of blood in Shura hell. With every step, the blood splashed everywhere, and the broken meat piled up as deep as the ankle like a muddy swamp. If you weren't careful, you would slip. The air was full of fishy blood, which was killing.

"Kill... Kill!"

When the sword was blowing, the blood mist splashed, and the ghost's shadow floated indefinitely. Accompanied by the hissing and roaring of the mutant dog, it shocked the human soul and shuddered.

"Sword spirit!" unconsciously, his sword spirit became more fierce and sharp, like an invincible storm sweeping the whole mutant dog community, making the world change color.

"Roar!" a fifth order mutant dog rushed up from behind. Similarly, the mutant dog could not be avoided. Its ferocious nature stimulated the beast's instinct. There was no fear in his eyes. The two sides were like water and fire. They met like natural enemies and decided to live and die.

"Energy!" the energy in Lu Ziming's body quickly loses and drops to a dangerous level of one-third. If it reaches less than 20%, the whole person will suffer from dizziness and fatigue, just like a hungry man who can't eat enough. At the same time, the combat effectiveness will also decline. This is why Bingfeng and a gust of wind finally choose to attack Luolan and black tiger.