It's hard for you living dead to die, so you haven't experienced real death, have you? Leng Mo thought about the battle situation, if the opponent dodged while retreating, it would be a very time-wasting duel.

In other words, he had to rush into the square to help before Duan Mingya was completely defeated.

Up to five minutes.

Five minutes, this strange and inexplicable battle must be ended!

The living dead will wait here, which means that after going through many traps, they will also use some means to fight back, that is, the blood spurting trap on the top.

Under the scanning of the time pupil, no matter how many hidden means there are, there is no doubt at a glance. 33m.33xs

"The real death, you can experience it first!"

In an instant, the two living dead and Leng Mo staggered by, holding the full moon scimitar in their hands, delicately slashing in various directions that could be dodged, but they didn't even touch Leng Mo's edge, causing some astonishment.

On the other hand, there were three more knife marks on their bodies, and the knives pierced their hearts with the intention of killing them.

At the moment when the two living dead turned around and staggered past Leng Mo, the blood spurting trap was activated, and a large amount of blood stored by themselves spurted at the intersection of the two.

A large amount of blood sprayed down, and although the three of them were not injured, they were covered in black and red blood.

"Hehe, you're going to set traps?" The wise living dead smiled.

"The blood just sprayed out, and I also increased the size to make my own blood mist spray, no matter what you do now, you can't flash the infection control of the virus, just catch it, give us a good meal!" The other living dead laughed merrily.

They had the impression that they had once played a team of corpse hunters like this.

The corpse hunter group was originally clothed in the zombie world, crisscrossing the land, as long as the living dead did not come forward, the corpse king was the head of the head, until they arrived.

Whenever there is danger in battle, there is the chef who makes up for the knife, and even the ordinary living dead are not willing to look for trouble, after all, one fights many, and both sides can't do anything, is it necessary to fight?

The two people who rushed to the scene used this bloody strategy to damage the super armor of the people in the corpse hunting group, and then used the blood mist attack containing a large number of zombie viruses to disintegrate their corpse hunting group and turn it into food in their bags.

Therefore, the same strategy was repeated, and they believed that if Leng Mo continued to fight, he would soon mutate and lose his original strength.

Then you can have a full meal!

Zizizizi!

They looked at Leng Mo, who was covered in plasma, and a smile rose at the corner of their mouths, waiting for the result.

But things developed as the two of them thought, the blood covered with Leng Mo turned into a ball, and then the bright red part began to fade, becoming darker and darker.

The smiling countenance of the living dead changed.

They felt that their hidden blood and blood mist were completely cut off from their bodies, and they were not clear.

The completely dark blood, from shiny to dull, then quickly shriveled and shattered, full of cracks, and fell to the ground one by one.

It turned out that the blood plasma and blood mist that had just spewed out were blocked by the white-gold neon glow, and there was not half a drop of blood on the body.

"How is this possible?" Said the more agitated living dead.

"Even if the effect of the blood mist is not good, it will eventually be sucked in, unless he is prepared for it." The wise living dead felt bad, and the thought of retreating came to his mind.

But these two living dead people didn't know at all, even if Leng Mo sucked in the blood mist, he would be unscathed.

It's a pity that the innate information difference has caused them to be unable to leave.

The blood dried up, and the white-gold light shone again in the underground passage, and the two living dead did not know how many moves they exchanged with each other, and they did not know how many knives they had been hit in their bodies, but they did not hit each other.

The accumulated scars looked ordinary, leaving a trace of blood on the surface of the body, which was harmless.

"Stop, the other party has the ability to dodge in advance." The wise living dead have seen the clues.

"No wonder I can't hit him, I've condensed my strength to the extent that I won't destroy the tunnel, but I can trample on a building, but I can't hurt the other party no matter how I fight, it turns out that he has a special function." The other living dead gasped as he reworked his strategy.

Leng Mo smiled and said, "Your injuries can recover quickly, isn't it also a special function?" ”

"That's different, I always feel that your knife has other problems." The wise living dead had already sensed that the other party's sword style was hidden in a mystery, a strange killing intent.

"It's been four minutes."

Leng Mo didn't answer, only said the time, and then the more he laughed, the more it made people tremble.

Suddenly, the two living dead were immobilized as before, as if they had been swept by a polar cyclone, and became strange ice sculptures, and even their eyes lost their luster.

Whether it was the wise one, or the normal and radical living dead, they all shouted wildly in their heads, shocked by such a situation, and it was difficult to speak.

"Sure enough, the death hole of the living dead is the result of previous research on the skin, and everything is a little bit linear, not just the living dead from before."

Leng Mo thought for a few seconds at the moment, didn't say much, and immediately slashed with the golden knife.

Immediately after swallowing the time, it turned the stunned living dead into powder and completely devoured it.

Celluloid's eyes also flashed a few times, but he continued to sleep on his stomach, he was still very satisfied with such a record, the amount of time he absorbed in this way, at least not slowly.

"Five minutes, deal with two living dead." Leng Mo put away his knife and clapped his hands.

Bang bang bang!

The ground of the square was cracked again, and there were pits and cracks everywhere, as if it would collapse in a moment.

And inside and outside here, there is a strange pressure, it is the enchantment under the stalemate of minds, if the strength is insufficient, they can't even step in, this is Duan Mingya's wisest calculation at the beginning.

However, the power of the mind released in this way could not achieve a wonderful advantage in battle, but the strength has been weakening, and the mind has not been able to transfer back to the battle.

Turned into a kind of pit to their own rhythm!

In the short handover, Duan Mingya had not yet smashed the opponent's battle armor, and she was repelled by one force after another, making her previous efforts almost come to naught.

"Luo Yonghua! It's me, Duan Mingya! ”

The power of the princess of the magic lamp unfolded, and she wanted to let her shout penetrate her heart, and try to let Luo Yonghua break free from the shackles of her armor.

However, the result of shouting while flashing.

It's useless.

"Angry people, what is this battle armor made of, which can control people and is difficult to destroy?" Duan Mingya became more and more angry the more she fought, but she couldn't help the other party.