Looking at the green light slowly rising in the distance, Lin Zihan's heart "groan~", as if his soul had been seen through, and a cold cold spread slowly along with his heart.

Covered in the cold to the bones, he became stiff, Lin Zihan only felt as if his body was frozen, and his movements became much slower, and for a pair of green eyes in the distance, a fearful thought sprouted in Lin Zihan's heart.

"After killing so many people, my knife has long stopped shaking, and my heart has long been cold, and this time it actually made me feel an unprecedented sense of crisis." Lin Zihan didn't face his inner fear in the end, and classified it as a sense of crisis.

"Whew~" Ding Ding looked at the slowly approaching green eyes, continued to roar, and began to be restless and irritable in the roar, as if behind the pair of green eyes, there was a monster that Ding Ding couldn't calm down.

"Dingding!" Lin Zihan snorted softly, wanting to calm Ding Ding, but he didn't expect Ding Ding to become more irritable, and even become manic, not as obedient as before.

Even Ding Ding, who no longer roared, was panicked in his eyes at this time, and there was a desire to fight in his restless eyes, but also a certain deep fear.

The three of them and one wolf looked at the green eyes that were slowly approaching in the distance, no one dared to move rashly, their bodies seemed to have been nailed to the spot, but they looked at the slowly approaching eyes vigilantly, and secretly clenched their fists.

"Woo~" Ding Ding, who was quiet, suddenly roared and rushed up, his limbs opened, and he rushed out in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the night.

"Do it!" Lin Zihan saw Ding Ding rushing out, and he couldn't care so much, his left hand quickly swung out from behind his waist, and ten flying knives suddenly appeared in front of Lin Zihan's eyes, and with Lin Zihan's body, he rushed into the night.

"Heavy momentum~" Xia Ming kicked the tail of the gun with his left foot, grasped the silver gun with his right hand, and turned over and followed.

"It's a real nonsense." Lin Yafeng looked at the two people and one beast who rushed into the night like this, and was a little surprised in his heart, although Lin Zihan was not a battle-hardened warrior, but he was also a murderous god of death, why did he not have any calm and composure at this time, but a stunned young man who had just entered the battlefield.

It's just that what Lin Yafeng doesn't know is that there is a wonderful spiritual bond between Lin Zihan and Ding Ding, which can make Lin Zihan feel Ding Ding's heart and make a decision.

Ding Ding has never been as simple as a simple pet for Lin Zihan, but a witness to the reunion of Lin Zihan and Wei Mengying, a friend brought back by Lin Zihan from the side of the road, and a playmate of Wu Kexin.

Controlling the flying knife with his left hand, Lin Zihan stepped directly into the exoskeleton battle armor in one step, and then took a step forward, holding the war knife tightly with his right hand, in this unknown place, Lin Zihan did not dare to underestimate the enemy, even if Lin Zihan now mastered the mystery of the void, he would definitely not choose the void as the main means of combat.

Just like Xu Miao, although the Void gave Xu Miao the title of invincible, the strength that the Void can show in battle is limited after all, and its true meaning lies in its inability to be penetrated.

A snowflake fell from Lin Zihan's side, blood splashed out instantly, and by Lin Zihan's side, a black corpse slowly fell, but the night was too dark, Lin Zihan didn't see the appearance of the corpse clearly, but the body shape was similar to a person.

"Poof~" Xia Ming relied on his keen perception, the spear provoked, and the tip of the spear pierced directly into a body, and then Xia Ming felt that his spear seemed to be held tightly by something, and he couldn't pull it out, and the green eyes around him slowly approached.

"Boom~" Lin Yafeng took out a flare from his backpack, and without the help of any tools, he threw it directly into the air with his bare hands, and with a loud explosion, on this wilderness, a day-like light suddenly fell.

The three of them looked at the scene in front of them and froze in place, those green and faint eyes turned out to be all humans, except for a pair of green eyes, and those messy long hair, there was no difference from people.

"Are these people?" Xia Ming watched as the tip of his spear pierced into the chest of the person in front of him, and bright red blood slowly flowed out of the man's chest, and the man's blood-stained hand also clenched Xia Ming's spear, and his face was full of painful struggle.

"They are deviants, the purest deviants." Lin Zihan suddenly remembered that incident, so many soldiers had disappeared inexplicably in the Northern Wilderness, and the disappearance of one army after another, Lin Zihan suddenly understood that maybe those people had already become a kind of monster.

"Do you mean that the Northern Wilderness Army has been preventing these deviants from entering the empire all these years?" Xia Ming looked at the swarming deviants, who didn't look like they had lost their minds at all, their steps were steady, their actions were swift, and their actions were decisive.

It's just that in the face of the white devil wolf, which is nearly five meters long, it seems a little weak.

With his right hand struggling to provoke, Xia Ming retracted his silver spear, turned around and stabbed at another mutant who came up, Xia Ming was not sure if these mutants had lost consciousness, but all the mutants were silent, and their green eyes were unwavering.

"Be careful!" Lin Zihan saw a mutant directly grazing his side and rushing towards the back below, his left hand hurriedly waved, and a flying knife flew out, piercing the heart of the mutant from the back.

Seeing that the blood flowing out of the blood cave was also bright red, Lin Zihan was not sure for a while whether these were human beings, if they were really mutants, most of the blood would be invaded by the virus, showing a green color, or black and red, but the blood of these people was really bright red.

"Extreme cold!" Lin Zihan = his left hand was clawed and quickly pressed down, and a cold extreme cold dispersed, and a chill that was far more terrifying than the cold just now spread out with Lin Zihan as the center.

"Void Blade~" Lin Zihan did not hesitate at all, although his own Void could not be used as the main battle, but blessed on his own flying knives and combat blades, he would get the effect of one plus one greater than two, this increase would allow Lin Zihan to control the Extreme Cold and the Void to fight at the same time for a short period of time.

A layer of fine frost on the blade slowly condensed, and before the frost-blue blade could bloom, it was immediately covered by a layer of gray light, and that black light gave people a feeling of emptiness, as if it could drain the soul in an instant.

The flying knife was thrown, Lin Zihan looked at the flying knife in his left hand and cut a gray air blade, the hole passed through the bodies of those people in front of him, as easily as a piece of paper, and the blood at the wound was frozen by frost-blue ice crystals in an instant.

The blooming ice flowers appeared on the chests or abdomen of those mutants, and then they were covered with gray light, and the stubborn frost-blue ice spikes wanted to break free from the gray shackles, but they were still bound in the indifferent gray.

"Void Rift~" Lin Zihan did not hesitate, when the Void and Extreme Cold were released at the same time, the consumption of Lin Zihan's physical and mental power was huge, and a protracted battle was by no means a good choice for Lin Zihan.

Holding the war knife in his right hand, Lin Zihan rushed forward in an instant, just a moment of breathing, Lin Zihan appeared more than ten meters in front of him, and a layer of fine gray cracks on the war knife in his right hand slowly spread, and thin gray lines spread out with the snowflakes falling from the extreme cold.

At this time, Lin Zihan completely became the god of death on this battlefield, as the war knife in Lin Zihan's hand stabbed violently into the ground, a lonely breath suddenly dispersed, and within fifty meters around, the breath of death diffused, as if he had come to hell in an instant.

"Is that all he's capable of?" Lin Yafeng spread his claws with both hands, and before he could rush in front of the mutant, he was forced to stop by that fierce killing intent, to be precise, it was not killing intent, but that breath made Lin Yafeng suddenly feel dead, and everything was silent and empty.

"Poof~" Just as Lin Yafeng and Xia Ming were both lost in that suddenly dispersed breath, within fifty meters of Lin Zihan's surroundings, blood mist erupted in an instant, and hundreds of mutants died under Lin Zihan's void.

"Huh~Huh~" Lin Zihan knelt on one knee, the war knife in his right hand still pierced into the ground, supporting Lin Zihan's body, and the ten flying knives behind him slowly returned to their positions, hanging behind Lin Zihan's back, like Lin Zihan's dorsal fin.

Kneeling on the ground with his left knee and his left foot on the ground, Lin Zihan slowly raised his head and looked at the corpses all over him, the long-lost feeling of killing, the feeling of blood exploding around him, made Lin Zihan feel as if he had returned to Longcheng, that period of his darkest, but also the most comfortable days.

The left arm slowly stretched out, and the ten flying knives behind him suddenly appeared on Lin Zihan's left arm, floating gently, like fish playing in the water.

"I'll take care of the rest!" Lin Zihan looked around, and there were only more than a hundred mutants involved, excluding the thirty or forty who were chased by Ding Ding, and now the mutants who were still approaching the three of them, but there were only seventy or eighty left.

"This ......" Xia Ming was puzzled, he didn't know why Lin Zihan suddenly became so indifferent and resolute, as if the two people behind him were just meeting each other.

"Let him be released!" Lin Yafeng suddenly stretched out his hand to block Xia Ming, as a member of an organization that was also born in the Shadow Palace, which is accompanied by blood and death, Lin Yafeng knew that Lin Zihan was releasing the negative emotions that had accumulated in his heart at this time, that kind of distorted cognition and deformed character.

"Poof~" Lin Zihan's figure was like a lightning bolt shuttling across the battlefield, and everywhere he went, there was only the sound of his flesh being quickly cut by a sharp blade, and then a corpse fell.

On this battlefield, in addition to the sound of clanging roars, there is also the sound of Lin Zihan waving a knife in his hand, and there is not a trace of wailing sound, and those who have fallen deviantly only show pain on their faces, and they lose their breath after struggling a few times.

At this time, next to the tent in the camp, Wu Kexin didn't know when he woke up, so he stood there watching everything that happened from a distance, his expression was indifferent and unwavering, but his eyes were full of Lin Zihan's figure.