On the third day of the beast tide, it entered a **.

Although the human race has consumed the forward troops of the beast tide, the forward troops of the beast tide are just some low-level mutant beasts, but there are one or two high-level mutant beasts in the middle from time to time. But with the arrival of the third day, the level of the mutant beast increased dramatically.

In the face of these mutant beasts, which had generally reached the eighth rank or above, the martial arts union had to let the martial artists below the eighth rank retreat to the place where the bones were buried.

Below the eighth stage, it can't break the defense of the mutant beast, so it can only die in vain.

The Super Electromagnetic Cannon attacks at a very long frequency, with an average of only one fire per hour. The resources of the buried bones are still too small, and the city's power generation equipment is already concentrated, and it still cannot meet the consumption of electromagnetic guns.

The external power was destroyed the day after the arrival of the beast tide.

Nowadays, the bones are all used by generator sets to provide electricity.

"Bang!"

With a flick of the horns of an iron-armored ox, a warrior was blown into the air and fell dozens of meters away, unable to live. Four hooves flew, raising clouds of sand mist on the sand. It's just that its impact, in the next moment, was slashed by a knife light, and half of its head was directly cut off.

The hard iron armor couldn't stop this sword light.

A warrior of the thirteenth stage just glanced at the crippled ironclad ox that smashed into the sand, and threw himself into the battlefield again.

"Roaring ......"

With a huge roar, a group of white-bone war tigers shuttled nimbly among them, their sharp claws harvesting the lives of some low-level martial artists from time to time.

The two sides mixed together and tore apart within a range of tens of kilometers.

The number of mutant beasts is so huge that it seems to be endless. There is still no end in sight. The continuous appearance of high-level mutant beasts allowed the beast tide to advance, and the distance of ten kilometers was already more than half of it in a moment. The tall walls of the Bones were already in front of them.

"Whew!"

The composite metal warhead that tore through the air was thrown into the beast tide more than ten kilometers away.

The powerful destructive force penetrated through more than a dozen mutant beasts before the warhead deformed and stopped, and plunged headlong into the mud and sand and disappeared

Drastic Cheng dù. The casualties of the warriors continued to rise.

……

"It's not a way to go on like this."

Wang Zhen said worriedly, the mutant beast tide was in the melee, and some of them had already advanced to three kilometers away from the place where the bones were buried.

Three kilometers is just the distance between breaths.

Distance.

The smoke and dust raised by the yellow sand hindered observation, and it was impossible to see anything clearly in the yellow sand. This is extremely unfavorable for the burial of bones. If a high-level mutant beast suddenly appears from it. There is very little time for the electromagnetic gun to prepare.

Because the fighting on the third day was too intense. Like the God of War class and the strong level, they all stay on the wall and use them as temporary mobile forces.

The number of warriors that can be mobilized in the Buried Bones. It reached three million, an extremely frightening number.

Relatively speaking. There are only ten God of War level, and there are less than 100 strong people.

This ratio is too low.

Zhou Zheng also smiled bitterly, his personal strength is really too weak. Especially his small body, he suffers very much. Don't think about using stealth to kill all sides in this battlefield, stealth does not mean disappearing, mutant beasts trample through, maybe a dodge can't dodge, and it will be a tragedy.

The entire place where bones are buried, and those who can fight, are all thrown into the battlefield.

However, the number of mutant beasts does not seem to be decreasing, but is getting bigger and bigger.

Now everyone knows that this beast tide is extremely not simple, and the number and level are more than several times that of the past. Human warriors are growing, but the number of mutant beasts is also growing, and some mutant beasts will also improve their strength.

Under each other, the power of the beast tide at this moment is so great that the place of burial bones is only trembling in front of them.

"Do your best."

Zhou Zheng said, his current mood is very heavy.

Not only is the place where the bones are buried likely to be lost and trampled to flat ground by the beast tide, but also the little beasts are worried.

It's just that the only thing he can do now is to do his job well.

Wang Zhen and the others nodded, each of them was armoured, and the weapons in their hands were sharp with some blood on them.

"Call Group 6, three o'clock."

On the communicator, there was a hurried call.

Wang Zhen, who received the call, nodded to Zhou Zheng, raised his sword and shouted: "Brothers, follow me at three o'clock." With a stomp of his feet, the person was already catapulted out, and with more than a dozen strong people, he fell outside the city wall and rushed towards the direction of three o'clock.

Somewhere, a huge shadow appeared.

Zhou Zheng's eyes narrowed, he glanced at the little beast in the mount space, and his heart twitched, but he quickly calmed down, his hand moved slightly, and two destruction blades appeared in his hand, which was grasped by Zhou Zheng. With the activation of the "Smear" skill, Poison is attached to the dagger.

"Zhou Zhanshen, please go to the front to support, hurry up......"

In the terrible roar, Zhou Zheng was already like a big bird, pounced out.

"Let you bear my wrath!"

The miserable appearance of the little beast, as well as the danger of the burial of bones, formed a nameless fire, which has been burning in Zhou Zheng's chest.

Today, he's going to explode.

"I want the world to see what the most brutal killing is."

Falling on the sand, the furious potion was taken, and the "chasing the wind" was activated, allowing Zhou to set off a huge wave of sand with the same low-flying missile. The terrifying speed, especially with the use of berserk potions, coupled with the effect of the Wind Chasing skill, has reached at least 150 meters per second.

What is this concept? This means that Zhou Zheng's speed reached 5,400 kilometers per hour.

The people who witnessed Zhou Zheng's speed all opened their mouths.

At this moment, Fei Yuchen, the prince of speed, is nothing, following Zhou Zheng, he can't even eat ashes.

"Kill!"

At a distance of three kilometers, it only takes about twenty seconds, and Zhou Zheng has already appeared in front of a flame cat that has rushed out of the battle line. Sensitive Flame Cat. In Zhou Zheng's eyes, it was pitifully slow, and the dagger stretched out, bursting out with a ball of light. Wiped over its neck.

A drop of blood splashed out, Zhou Zheng didn't care about it at all, and the person had already thrown himself into the chaotic battlefield.

"Death Harvest."

Zhou Zheng roared, and he snapped up. The dagger in his hand flew out, and instantly turned into dozens of blurred daggers. The daggers flashed twice within a radius of 15 meters, and dozens of mutant beasts showed signs of bursting and fell with a scream.

With a lift of the hand, the dagger returned to the hand.

Zhou Zheng stood up and rushed forward again.

Deathreaper can attack all targets within 15 meters twice, dealing 120% damage each time, plus additional damage.

After Zhou Zheng took the berserk potion, he wiped out these **-level mutant beasts. Not surprisingly.

Moment. Every warrior in this range. They all looked at Zhou Zheng in shock. With just one blow, the mutant beast they had just been tearing apart fell to the ground and died. This kind of mysterious thing made their mouths open wide.

looked at the dagger that appeared between Zhou Zheng's hands. Everybody understands it.

"God of War."

"God of War."

The roars made the warriors' blood boil.

This kind of mysterious ability shocked them too much, they never thought that someone would be able to kill the mutant beasts within the range in an instant. This is the ability of what is absolutely against the sky.

"It's amazing."

"If it really deserves to be the seventh rank, he will become a strong level, and the ninth stage will become a god of war level."

"It's so perverted."

"Wicked!"

The thoughts in the minds of a famous martial artist turned a thousand times, and they still had doubts before they had to admit that every god of war level, they were able to ascend to this position, and there was absolutely no fluke, but they had the strength to be equipped with it.

"Kill!"

Under the influence of Zhou Zheng, one by one the warriors threw themselves into the killing as if they had drunk stimulants.

Zhou Zheng doesn't care about anything now, he has only one thought, and that is ...... Kill.

"Catapult!"

"Backstab!"

"Cut!"

"Boning!"

"Deadly!"

One skill after another is used, and almost every time it attacks, a mutant beast falls. The threefold attribute increase of the berserk potion made Zhou Zheng a real god of war here, and every blow was killed, and there was no injury to say.

The effect of the skill will tear the muscles of the mutant beasts, leading them to die directly.

War.

Constantly fighting, numbly killing.

In the madness, the cooldown time of "Death Harvest" once a minute made Zhou Zheng a mutant beast reaper, and every time the "Death Harvest" blasted out, within 15 meters, no mutant beast could escape the fate of death.

A strong and unspoken form of attack, Zhou Zheng alone, forcibly hindered the mutant beast on the whole side.

Thousands of mutant beasts fell on the sand.

A large amount of experience is constantly brushed up, but Zhou Zheng has no heart to pay attention to it. As if he was enchanted, in Zhou Zheng's eyes, there was only killing and killing. The effect of the berserk potion will be lost in 15 minutes, but Zhou Zheng doesn't care about its quantity anymore, as long as it has no effect, he will take it immediately. The text is first published.

The number of new batches made by Mohe is also dozens of copies, which is enough for Zhou Zheng to be crazy for a while.

It was this kind of madness that shocked the warriors so much that they couldn't believe it.

At this moment, in their eyes, the eyes looking at Zhou Zheng have changed, Zhou is like the same killing machine, wherever he goes, all mutant beasts will let out a miserable howl and fall. Especially when Zhou Zheng bowed slightly, the blow he blasted, the mutant beasts in the entire range died directly, and they were extremely domineering.

Zhou Zheng's appearance turned out to be a battle that made the mutant beasts on this front retreat step by step.

"Ding, you've upgraded."

This kind of sound, Zhou just like the first time or the second time? He couldn't remember, he wasn't in the mood to bother with this one at all.

Only by killing can he forget the scene of the little beast breaking its muscles last night, and can he vent the nameless fire in his heart.