Doomsday game, start as the Dragon King of the Abyss

Seeing that Yang Ming, a flesh-and-blood clone, could easily kill the ghoul leader, the other zombie warlords looked a little hesitant.

The leader of the three zombie dogs twitched his nose slightly, his limbs were lying on the ground, his toes grasped the ground, and he grinned at Yang Ming, and the hairs on his body stood upside down, as if he was threatening, and seemed to feel a sense of death oppression.

The leader of the tyrant stood silently, his eyes glinting with disbelief, as if weighing what he should do next.

The triangular leader had his feet apart, his knees slightly bent, and his hands clenched his blood-stained sword, declaring his attitude with this posture of being ready for battle.

When these zombie monsters awakened their wisdom, they made very different choices according to their own personality characteristics.

The three-headed zombie dog has three heads, each with its own thoughts, which also makes it seem wobbly.

While the Tyrant Leader was wondering what he should do, the Triangle Leader let out a roar of rage, attracting the attention of the other two zombie warlords.

But I saw that the leader of the triangle head was holding a horse chopping knife, his upper body leaned forward slightly, his legs ran quickly as if he was installing a motor, and the life-tall horse chopping knife in his hand crossed a sharp arc, and the blade tore through the sky, making a sound like a cloth tearing, and slashed at Yang Ming first.

Yang Ming raised the butcher's blade with one hand, and lightly framed the enemy's horse chopping knife.

The gap between the levels is even greater than outsiders can imagine.

Yang Ming is just a flesh and blood clone, and he doesn't have the talent and skills as strong as the main body, so he needs to deal with the enemy.

If it was the black dragon itself, these zombie warlords in front of them, I am afraid that a single breath of the abyss would be enough to destroy them all.

The head of the triangular leader is made of a large metal triangular pyramid, and does not have a normal head or face, so it is impossible to tell its psychological reaction from its face.

It's just that, judging from the slightly trembling arms of the leader of the triangle head, as well as the bulging knotted muscles on his arms, the other party should be very difficult, obviously he didn't expect that Yang Ming's strength was so much stronger than himself.

Seeing that the triangular leader was deflated, coupled with the rising sea level swept by the tsunami in the rear, the three-headed zombie dog leader and the tyrant leader glanced at each other, and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, one left and one right to flank Yang Ming.

There was a shock in Yang Ming's hand, and the butcher's blade swung the horse chopping knife away, and the rich blood qi turned into a blood-colored knife like a practice, sweeping forward in a half-moon arc posture, intending to cut off the triangular head first.

The leader of the triangular head looked tall and burly, but he was not as clumsy as the tyrant, but he was much more agile.

Looking at the attack method and attack range of the blood-colored sword, the big man of the triangular head leader actually flicked his legs, like a spring that accumulated strength, and jumped his entire body in place more than five meters high, easily dodging the blood-colored knife.

Being in mid-air and unable to borrow strength is a taboo in battle, and it is easy to become a live target.

But at this time, the attacks of the leader of the three-headed zombie dog and the leader of the tyrant have already come one after another.

The three huge dog heads open their mouths, and you can see the spiral-shaped mouth, as well as the sharp teeth distributed in the mouth in an arc, under the dense distribution, it is enough to make any patient with dense fear feel a tingling scalp.

In the next moment, from these three dog-headed mouths, three different attacks were spewed out: ice picks, fireballs, and wind blades.

Compared to the legal-system monster of the green-skinned old man, the three-headed zombie dog leader is not a monster that focuses on a single attribute after all, and in terms of wind element affinity, even the green-skinned old man is inferior.

This also makes the power of the wind blade released by the leader of the three zombie dogs far less powerful than the green-skinned old man.

In the same way, the icicles and fireballs released by the leader of the three zombie dogs are far less powerful than the French monsters of the same level.

In Yang Ming's eyes, the fireball the size of a grinding disc was simply a joke with an ancestor like him who played with fire.

The only thing that is commendable about the three-headed zombie dog boss is that it does not unleash the three attacks individually, but with the help of a combination of elements.

Under the blessing of the wind and the wind blade, the fireball swelled sharply in mid-air, and the fireball, which was originally only the size of a grinding disc, actually expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching the size of a truck's head.

The speed of the ice picks suddenly increased under the impetus of the wind blade, and the scattered ice flowers formed a blurred ice mist in the air, which could obstruct people's vision for a while and a half, so as to achieve their own goals.

I have to say that these boss-level monsters who can sit in the position of zombie warlords have their own unique methods.

At the same time, the leader of the tyrant shouted, his hands were stuck upside down on the ground, and under the gray skin, there seemed to be rats walking around, and his muscles were obviously bulging in a circle, and in the midst of the loud shouting, he actually overturned a piece of ground!

This overturned ground spread all the way to Yang Ming's feet, rippling like a carpet that had been lifted.

Yang Ming stood on top of the bumpy and undulating ground, like a small boat in the choppy sea, his feet were not strong.

It's just that they thought that with this kind of carving insect skill, they would be able to take Yang Ming well, and they obviously underestimated him.

However, Yang Ming did not retreat but advanced, relying on the defensive power of the anti-stabbing armor on his body, he stubbornly withstood the double baptism of ice picks and fireballs.

"Boom!"

the contact between ice and fire exploded, stirring up a noisy cloud of smoke.

A figure flew out of the smoke and dust that had not yet had time to disperse, and there were still traces of frost and fireworks on its body, but before the leader of the three zombie dogs could react, Yang Ming held the butcher's blade in his hand, like a precise shell scalpel, and stabbed extremely fiercely into the head of the dog in the middle of the leader of the three zombie dogs.

The blood-colored sword blade followed the blade for 3,000 feet, spreading all the way down the dog's head, slashing the huge body of the leader of the three zombie dogs into half.

Yang Ming tiptoed a little, flipped in mid-air, and dodged the horse chopping knife of the triangular monster leader.

The chopper slashed into the air, and the blade fell to the ground, cutting a gap.

Yang Ming's feet landed on the back of the sword of the horse chopping knife, and in the surprised gaze of the leader of the triangular monster, he hurried all the way along the back of the knife.

With a flash of blood-colored blades, Yang Ming's figure fluttered behind the leader of the triangular monster.

"Click!"

followed by a cracking sound of bones, and the triangular leader's metal triangular cone head slid to the ground.