Lin Feng rushed out of the smoke and saw Gu Yue landing steadily on the ground. He looked up at Lin Feng, then killed a few zombies and ran away quickly.

"Bone shrinkage? There are all this kind of supernatural powers? But to be honest, this supernatural power is not very strong."

Lin Feng shook his head. He only encountered a few psychics so far. As the system said, the ratio of panda blood, which is unparalleled in thousands, is extremely precious.

"Go back after eating."

Lin Feng eliminated all the barbecue.

Put away the grill and prepare to return.

I took all the airdrops today, plus a thousand-year-old zombie, which was a great harvest.

On the way back.

Rumble.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng heard bursts of explosions.

It was like someone was blasting a building.

When Lin Feng heard this, he immediately looked at it and saw something knocking down in the building in the distance.

It was actually a huge Tibetan mastiff about four or five meters high.

This Tibetan Mastiff is too large.

At this moment.

There were no less than forty people surrounding and killing the Tibetan mastiff, some holding machetes, some holding crossbows, and some holding pistols.

"Is he an eighth-level existence?"

Lin Feng was surprised. This was the strongest terrifying existence he had seen at this stage.

"After all those people are hunting for existences of this level."

Lin Feng immediately touched it and saw a familiar face, the baseball bat that ran away from him before.

"It seems that this is a wolf's den. It's so strong."

Lin Feng glanced at him and found that the wolf's nest was really amazing.

One is the seventh level, the other is the sixth level, the seventh level, and the weakest ones are the third level.

It can be said that he is simply elite.

"Level 7 and 6, these two should be the researchers from the Vaccine Research Institute that foreigners said. They discovered something wrong before the big explosion and discovered the secret of zombies. They won at the starting line, so the level is so high. But they are all black iron warriors rather than psychics."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and said.

These are two young people, about thirty years old.

One of them was wearing glasses and looked like a knowledgeable guy, but he was not at all light, and he slashed wildly with a machete.

"This guy is going to be in trouble!"

"Kill him!"

"Today, as long as you successfully kill this guy, each person will have fifty crystals!"

Everyone immediately gritted their teeth and exerted all their strength.

This Tibetan mastiff is indeed fierce, and as an eighth-level person, he is even more invincible.

At this moment, there were already more than a dozen corpses of people on the ground, most of which were either lost in their heads or had rotten stomachs and very bloody.

However, the Tibetan mastiff was also seriously injured, and there were countless crossbow arrows missing. Some of the blades were constantly spraying blood.

"There is no reason not to snatch a shot from the eighth-level monster."

Before, Lin Feng played a snipe and clam fight in the Thousand Years of Zombie Tomb.

It is obvious that I have another chance to play against the snipe and clam.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng lurked beside him and was ready to take action at any time.

No one in the field noticed Lin Feng's arrival, whether it was Tibetan mastiff or human, both sides were trying their best.

However, the wolf's nest was prepared too well, and they seemed to have applied poison and other things to the crossbow arrow.

Even if this Tibetan mastiff is at the eighth level, it cannot withstand the forty people fighting.

After killing seven or eight more people, he finally screamed and fell to the ground and gasped violently.

"Eighth-level monster! You are mine!"

The wolf boss in the wolf den showed a hint of excitement in his eyes. He came to the Tibetan mastiff and cut the other party's head with a knife, which completely allowed the Tibetan mastiff to reach the end.

"Congratulations to Boss! Congratulations to Boss!"

"Congratulations to Boss! Congratulations to Boss!"

"Congratulations to Boss! Congratulations to Boss!"

The rest immediately shouted.

"Hahahaha, everyone performed very well today. I, Shi Yibiao, swear here that as long as I, Shi Yibiao, eat meat, there will be a place for my brothers to drink soup!"

"Thank you, boss!"

A group of people immediately expressed their loyal ministers, and it was their honor to be able to fight such a powerful boss.

"Haha. I want to see how big these eighth-level crystals are."

Shi Yibiao was very excited to dig out the Tibetan Mastiff's brain.

Brush brush brush brush.

It was at this moment.

Dozens of darts came through the air.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh."

In an instant, more than a dozen younger brothers were caught off guard and killed instantly.

These are all above and below the third level.

They were both in a state of slackness just now, without any warning at all, and they all fell down in an instant.

All the more than four-level and above dodged with their super fast reactions.

"Who is it?"

"Someone attacked!"

"Damn, who is it?"

A group of people were both angry and angry.

Shi Yibiao was stunned for a moment and was furious. Damn, not many people were killed in killing the eighth-level monster. Now that the task is done, so many people have died directly.

Brush brush.

Dozens of darts flew away, this time mainly toward Shi Yibiao.

"Oh shit!"

Shi Yibiao had no time to dig crystals and was immediately forced to retreat.

Lin Feng also took advantage of this opportunity and ran over immediately.

Bang!

A person raised a fake June 4 pistol in his hand and wanted to shoot.

brush.

Lin Feng shot over with a dart.

"Grass!"

The man immediately dodged on the spot.

"Come out, a thousand-year-old zombie!"

Lin Feng directly released his previous thousand-year-old zombie.

"What the hell is this?"

"Zombies?"

"Damn, there's this thing?"

Lang Nu and others were obviously stunned. This was the first time they had seen this zombie in the movie.

"Kill them!"

Lin Feng immediately issued an order.

Bang!

The guy holding the imitation Sixty-four pistol fired again.
To be continued...