Chapter 967 Salvation
The female tyrannosaurus is terrifyingly lethal.
The anger inspired the bloodthirsty gene that had been hidden in the blood for many years, and the lightning went completely berserk. Without the teleportation array, it would take at least several months to fly there. There were unknown potential threats in front of him, and there were rebel organizations following closely behind. How could there be any time to waste?
The cracks in the canyon flashed dazzlingly, causing collapse.
"madman……"
A demon with missing horns flew out of the gray dust, looking miserable.
He was struck by lightning and slashed with a knife. If other nearby demons hadn't come to help him, he would have been knocked out of his mind. The thunder and lightning didn't stop, and arcs jumped and crackled on each demon's body. His legs were broken and even his weapons couldn't escape the fate of being shattered.
In a certain area, Bai Yujun went into an offensive situation due to his rage.
The dazzling lightning scorched a large area of low-level demons.
Bai Yujun looked at the ram-horned demon who had fled away, lifted up his mask and spat fiercely.
"Bah! He ran very fast. The noble demon's brain is much better than that of cannon fodder. At least he knew that he could not defeat him and had to escape. There are so many cannon fodder who tried their best to rescue him. Haha, I don't know if he was forced to die or if he voluntarily died."
Click.
There is a monster at your feet that is not completely dead, and its head is crushed under its boots...
Raise your head and look at the huge and beautiful planet above your head.
Analyzing the situation with both eyes, he found that the gray color representing demons was flooding and trying to expand, while the aboriginal aura representing human monsters was retreating steadily. It was not surprising. Overall, the powerful aboriginal creatures in the Tanqing world had more to fight.
There are also more soldiers than monsters, but don't forget one thing. When there is no invasion from foreign enemies, they are more likely to undermine each other, fighting internally and externally against outsiders.
Not to mention aliens, people of the same race can turn human brains into dog brains, no matter how strong they are, there is no use for them.
Facing the devil with a confused mind and desperate for his life, he will definitely lose. The devil's mind is so messed up that he feeds on fighting. When fighting, he is as fearless as if he had drunk fake wine and was not afraid of death.
The destruction of the world is only a matter of time.
When Heaven finds time to manage this small and marginal world, it will probably be renamed the Demon Realm.
Just throw thunderballs into the monster army to bring them light.
Concentrate your breath.
In an instant, he turned into a meteor and headed straight overhead, violently colliding with countless bat demons, bypassing one after another of the heavenly army formations, and flying straight to the beautiful little world, preparing to send the four dragon scales into it. At worst, he would only be less than an immortal.
He has cultivated his skills to slay demons. Even if someone knew about it, they wouldn't be too surprised. It's just a clone of scales.
Fortunately, the identity of the female guard camp fairy general provides convenience.
It is not under the command of the regional commander.
They have enough freedom to assist in combat, and at least they don't have to stay on the front lines and bang their front teeth.
Getting closer and closer to the Gangfeng layer...
He casually grabbed a few demons wandering around the Gangfeng layer, crushed their bones, and threw them towards the small world with a strong swing. He watched the demons that were rolled into a ball burn into ashes in the Gangfeng layer.
It is the outermost defense of the world, and there are several layers of defense behind it to protect the world.
This place is very far away from the gray star of the battlefield. I looked around and saw no outsiders. I found four pieces of snow-white dragon scales that fell off during the white dragon period, which were enough to deal with the little devil.
Cover the dragon scales with two small hands and rub them vigorously to increase combat power.
Then, throw scales at the four monster-infested areas!
Four pieces of dragon scales were seen flying away quickly with a faint fluorescent light, and one by one they plunged into the Gangfeng layer. Miraculously, they were not repulsed, and trailed fierce friction and flames, falling obliquely. All the powerful people in the cultivation world of Tanqing Small World
I felt four identical powerful auras descending from the sky, and the divine power was filled with pure Yang energy...
Suspended high in the sky and overlooking the small world of the altar.
"It's okay to stay in a small planet and fight and kill all day long. Kill this and that. Well, you will be dumbfounded when you meet a strong enemy. You are really worthless. Your brain is as good as that of a street gangster."
The scales continued to fall, passing through layers of protection...
A Taoist temple in a quiet mountain.
The old Taoist priest carried the medicine gourd and sword on his back and led the three young disciples down the mountain.
The little Taoist boy struggled to cross the threshold, stumbling and chasing his master and senior brothers who were getting further and further away on the stone mountain road. As a young man, he didn't know why his kind master and senior brothers wanted to leave. He would be scared to stay at night by himself.
"Master, master...when will you come back?"
The old man paused in his steps.
He didn't even look back, his back was bleak.
"Taoist priests, we go back to the mountains to practice in the prosperous times, and go down the mountains to save people in troubled times. If we go back to the mountains, it will be the arrival of the prosperous times. If we don't go back...then we won't come back."
After saying that, he hurried down the mountain.
In the eyes of the little Taoist boy, the masters and brothers were wrapped in green robes, with their hair locked in buns, wearing cotton shoes, carrying gourds and carrying swords, walking like the breeze blowing willows without picking up dust. This became the last impression he had on his masters and brothers at a young age.
memory.
Decades later, the Taoist boy was already an old Taoist priest, still guarding the dilapidated Taoist temple and looking at the mountain road.
Someone asked him how he could practice alone.
The old trees have fallen leaves.
The old Taoist priest recalled his familiar figure.
"When I was young, my master led my brothers down the mountain to slay demons and never came back..."
When troubled times come, those who work together to resist foreign enemies are heroes, while those who stab in the back and add to the chaos are evil.
A prosperous large city.
The flames are rolling and the screaming meat grinder battlefield is filled with darkness. Thousands of strange and ugly monsters are like the tide lapping at the city wall. There is no need to climb the siege ladder with your bare hands. You can claw and bite the human soldiers wielding weapons to fight!
The archers on the top of the city wall kept drawing their bows and setting arrows to shoot at the monsters flying in the sky, and the bat monsters howled and fell to the ground.
Or fall into the crowd of monsters under the city and be trampled into mincemeat.
Or fall into the city and be chopped into pieces by frightened soldiers. The high-level monks show signs of retreat. Once the monks, who are the main fighting force, cannot resist and abandon the city, no one for hundreds of miles around will survive...
The defenders of the city wall fought desperately, and order in the city collapsed.
The appearance of all living beings in troubled times.
Finally, the exhausted monks suffered heavy losses and slowly retreated, planning to abandon the city. Tanqing's small world did not have Shenlong to form an elite snake demon army, and there was no boss like Mu sitting in command. It would be very difficult to face the invasion of the demon world. If they didn't leave, I'd be afraid
No one can escape.
A high-rise restaurant behind the city gate.
The pale-faced leader of a small sect in the God Transformation Stage sighed.
Outside the window, there are still disciples in the door knocking down those bat demons with flying swords. Screams, weeping and roars can be heard in the city. The sky is filled with gray filth and the news of the disciples' deaths continues to spread back to the temporary base.
"Alas, we have tried our best. We will inform our disciples to retreat as soon as possible and flee north for their lives."
"Follow orders..."
The order was sent to the city walls, causing a commotion.
There were monks covered in blood who refused to retreat and wanted to live and die with the defenders.
escape……
Where can I escape?
Instead of spending the rest of your life hiding and surviving while being chased by demons, it is better to fight to the death and earn a lot of money. Maybe you can be rewarded by the King of Hell and work as a ghost in the underworld.
At the critical moment, the old general goes into battle with disheveled hair and sword in hand, and the city wall may be submerged in the tide at any time.
Perhaps, the so-called gods have never paid attention to the suffering and misery of the world.
Blood washes the city walls, the brave ones raise their weapons and fight bloody battles, while the cowardly ones secretly do evil, thinking that the devil is God's punishment on the world, and secretly wait for the arrival of the so-called new world.
However, it was not those so-called gods who came.
The veteran cried blood.
The woman hugged her child and cried bitterly.
Before dying, a certain soldier stabbed the demon's neck with a knife, and finally lay down limply.
As my vision gradually blurred, I saw a white dragon flying across the sky. It was more real than the dragon in the sculptures. A ray of sunlight ripped through the sky and shone on my face, making it warm...
Chapter completed!