The two zombies suddenly felt something, and in the next moment,

The Minotaur Chieftain appeared in front of the zombie on his left closest to him, and before the zombie could react, the Minotaur Chief smashed his fist into the zombie's mask.

Then I saw that the zombie flew backwards like a cannonball, and the rolling of the eighth-level zombie was really magnificent, and I saw countless circles of tentacles hanging around his body, and the tentacles played a role in buffering depression around his body.

Like a wheel in front of a harvester, the tentacles of the eighth-level zombie turned into a scythe around his body, constantly cutting through the ground around him, and each roll was able to carry away the dirt on the ground and the fragments of the zombie's limbs.

Well, seeing this, the second zombie disappeared in an instant, because he knew that the state of the Minotaur Chief was different from before, and he had to leave here as soon as possible.

Because the eighth-level zombie has already felt a strong killing intent, under the reflection of this killing intent, the zombie feels a strong sense of crisis enveloping him, and it is precisely because of the existence of this sense of crisis that the eighth-level zombie will choose to retreat.

However, at the moment when the eighth-level zombie just turned around, he suddenly saw a windswept power rolling in his direction and rushing over, at first the eighth-level zombie only thought it was a wild run, but when he saw the scorching light, the eighth-level zombie instantly shrouded his body with all his tentacles.

And the Minotaur Chief, who was rushing towards the eighth-level zombie, saw the wind at this time, and then he didn't think about it, he jumped into the pit in an instant, and then at the moment when the Minotaur Chief jumped into the pit, a powerful and scorching air flow blew over his head.

The air flow was almost attached to the Minotaur Chief's scalp, so that the Minotaur Chief could feel the heat even in the deep pit, and the tearing force tore almost everything above his head apart, and he could see that the scorching air flow had set almost everything he could see on fire in the world that the Chief could see.

Suddenly, the entire battlefield was plunged into a sea of fire, and the flame burned very fast, almost instantaneously turning into a youth, which means that under this high temperature, the burning speed of combustibles was also accelerated.

As the combustibles burned, the Minotaur chieftain could clearly see that the scorching heat in the air flow could quickly raise the temperature of the surrounding air, and that nothing could be preserved under this indiscriminate combustion.

Seeing that the new minotaur chief quickly rushed into the big pit where he had been hiding before, the moment he hid in the big pit, the dark battle axe in his hand suddenly looked at the soil layer next to him.

As he slashed down with an axe, the soil layer on the section in front of him slipped down instantly, and the soil layer slipped off and enveloped its whole person, and at the moment when the soil layer slid down, the Minotaur Chief could feel the strong pressure as the surging and roaring air sac rushed past the mound in front of him.

With this strong pressure, the Minotaur Chief felt that the air around him was also rapidly drawn away, and he hid in the space behind the soil layer, which had very little air, coupled with the intense heat burns.

The air in the soil layer quickly evaporated and dissipated with the scorching current, and in an instant the chief felt his throat itch, and a feeling of not being able to breathe lingered over him.

Even if they are powerful humans, it is impossible to escape the idea that they need to breathe, and if there is no air, they will also be in a state of panting, but the Minotaur chief at this moment is exactly this kind of trouble.

The Minotaur Chief looked at the space around him, and couldn't help but let out a rapid gasp, because he needed to transform, he couldn't wear the same equipment as those members of the Special Operations Legion,

So the chief sometimes seemed a little embarrassed at this time, because the strong feeling of suffocation made him feel that he had some strength in both hands, but it happened that at this time, he was buried deep in the mound.

When the Minotaur chief felt like he was about to suffocate, the burning sensation in his lungs made it feel like a fire was burning in his lungs, and with this intense and hot burning sensation, the chief felt like his chest was about to explode.

Then he quickly adjusted his heartbeat, which had been violent under his adjustment, and began to slow down, and as his heartbeat became slow, the Minotaur Chief felt that the burning sensation in his lungs was not as strong as before.

It may be because of the special method of regulating breathing, so that the chief no longer needs so much oxygen, and in the subsequent pranayama process, along with the injured body during the battle just now, has also been treated and recovered to a certain extent.

At the same time, the chief also found a problem, well, when fighting just now, the two zombies seemed to have a very big requirement for air, thinking of this, the minotaur chief suddenly seemed to have received some hints, and his heart couldn't help but be full of some surprises.

At the same time, some of the human chiefs felt the changes in the aura around him, and soon he found that the shock wave had moved smoothly from in front of him, and then the Minotaur chief forcefully split a large area of dirt, and the chief felt a smell of burning and burning feet.

The chief can instantly tell that this is the smell of the zombie corpse after burning, of course, it is the Minotaur chief who has experienced a hundred battles, and he can't help but frown a little because of this smell, when he was fighting before, there were a lot of zombie corpses, but although he was also permeated with rancid smell, it was not so strong after burning.

The lingering stench seemed to be like substance, and kept counting into his nostrils, and the Minotaur Chief waved his arms in an attempt to dispel the stench that rushed into his nostrils, but found it to be of little use.

The Minotaur Chief looked at the dirt pit in front of him, which was already covered with dust more than half a meter high, and stepping on this dust, the Minotaur Chief felt as if he had stepped into the snow, but he didn't dare to make much movement, because these ashes were basically all produced by zombie corpses after being cremated by the fire.

He didn't want to inhale the dust, which was mostly harmless to him, but he felt a pang of discomfort at the thought of the rotten stuff turning into dust and then inhaling it into his lungs.

So the minotaur chief didn't stop any longer, and jumped up with a slight force on his legs.