Time passed little by little, but fortunately, the itinerary became no longer so boring. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

As we approached the boundary of Yunzhou City, an indescribable sense of depression gradually filled the air.

Yunzhou City is built on the mountain, the southwest of the periphery of the city is a vast semi-primitive mountain woodland, and with the continuous progress of the team, what comes into the eyes of everyone is the traces of destruction and destruction one after another.

In the original ancient and dense primeval forest, there was a terrible and scorching smell with the wind, like an ugly scar, the originally lush woods, there were traces of being ravaged by monsters everywhere, huge trees fell to the ground horizontally, countless monsters of different shapes and bones were thrown everywhere, and the peaceful atmosphere in the entire forest was gone.

Such a scene of the end of the world is terrifying.

Are these monsters from other worlds born to come to this world for the purpose of killing?

Everyone remained silent in unison, following the broken ancient road that had been destroyed and trampled by monsters, and slowly marched in the direction of Yunzhou City.

What he saw around made Cheng Yiming's heart slowly tighten, and the palm holding the Xuanyuan Sword couldn't help but ooze fine beads of sweat, and in this unspeakable depression and silence, more and more inexplicable war intent and anger burst out.

"Damn demons, do you really think that there is no one in this realm!"

Wang Tingting pulled the chilling ice mist long sword, looked at the scorched earth in front of her, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice.

Cheng Yiming turned his head slightly, but he just met the gaze of the demon Xiaobai, his eyes were facing each other, and his watery eyes seemed to have been deeply engraved in the deepest part of his heart a long, long time ago.

And at this time, there are a few different feelings.

He turned his head a little embarrassed, and the voice of purple qi coming from the east came from his ears: "It's not far ahead of the outer city!" ”

As the team continued to move forward, the traces of the destruction by the low-level demons of the Demon Realm around it became more obvious, so that everyone could see that the ancient road had been trampled by countless low-level demonic beasts and widened several times, and the huge footprints and sharp claw marks left behind by the huge footprints and sharp claw marks left behind were still filled with a fishy and pungent smell in the air.

In addition, there seems to be a relatively meager, but even more unbearable stench, but no one can tell what it smells like.

The rabbit's face was a little pale at this time, and he covered his mouth with one hand, retching constantly.

Looking at the entrance of the valley in front of him, the inside was the same mess and devastation as the outside, the land and forest that had been ravaged by the terrible torrent were clearly visible, and the ancient road was winding and winding, and no one knew what was left in the city behind the valley.

The mighty team couldn't help but stop in place.

Cheng Yiming glanced at Ziqi Donglai on the side, and it was not difficult to see the faint worry in the other party's eyes.

The vast valley, and the endless forest in front of us, there was only a deathly silence at this time, not to mention the sight of animals, and even the usual birdsong was not heard.

The area around this valley seems to have turned into a lifeless ghost domain.

Cheng Yiming's face was solemn, and he waved the long sword in his hand, urging the unicorn beast to continue moving forward.

The smell of beasts and monsters in the air was as strong as the fishy smell, but as everyone went deeper, everyone's brows became more and more wrinkled, and at this moment, with another breath blowing in the valley, the terrible smell that almost made people want to vomit became stronger and stronger.

The forest road was twisting and turning, and everyone was engrossed in guarding the surroundings, moving forward slowly.

Everyone's hearts seemed to be slowly tightened by an inexplicable force.

Finally, the devastated woodland came to an end.

From a distance, a huge and magnificent city, like an ancient beast, lies on the side of a tall mountain range, with a continuous thick bluestone wall, but it is covered with bloodstains and scorch marks that almost hide its original appearance.

Several sections of the city wall collapsed and fell, and large and small rubble rolled down scattered.

As his gaze continued to move downward, Cheng Yiming froze in place unconsciously.

Behind him, Ziqi Donglai, Wang Tingting and others immediately noticed Cheng Yiming's abnormal appearance, and the originally hanging heart tightened again, and several people urged their mounts to slowly drive forward, and finally saw the scene outside the city.

Coincidentally, several people all froze in place.

That's the legendary miserable Shura Hell, and that's it!

Such a terrifying scene appeared under the clear blue sky and white sun. Countless corpses were scattered and overlapped, and on every inch of scorched earth outside the dilapidated city wall, there were people, and there were also various monsters and monsters, some of them were complete, but more of them were stumps and broken arms, and the bones were so fragmented that they were unrecognizable, densely packed all over the ground, and there were almost no gaps in sight.

The sight was everywhere, and the closer you got to the city, the more terrifying it became.

The battle here can be seen to be extremely tragic without imagination, the bones of countless people and the corpses of monsters and monsters are entangled, and the ground under his feet has completely turned dark black.

It was the color soaked in blood.

The north wind of the call sign gradually rose, and the gusts swept through this purgatory-like scorched earth, like a throbbing voice of sorrow.

In every inch of the entire inner and outer cities of Yunzhou City, there is not a single moving object, and the only exception is probably the half-roll of the remnant flag hanging obliquely on the stone battlements of the city wall, fluttering in the wind.

This iron-clad city was almost reduced to ruins under the destruction of the demon army.

But he hadn't fallen yet.

A huge team, I don't know how to get to the inner city, I only know that along the way, the original anger and shock slowly became dull and numb, and in the end only a trance remained.

The originally wide streets and alleys of the inner city are full of tired figures sitting or lying down at this time.

Many soldiers had empty looks in their eyes.

War has made them forget their emotions and their pain.

Under the broken city gate, there was an iron tower-like figure at this time, looking at Cheng Yiming and the others, with an indescribable gloom in his eyes. This person's face is handsome with a bit of vicissitudes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, long hair and shawl, and a height of 1.9 meters; Shirtless, the bronzed skin reflected the raging flames, very powerful, muscles bulging, full of explosive power.

It is none other than the Seven Uniques of China, the eight-armed sword saint Leng Lango, who is known as the seventh apostle.

Compared with his attributes when he was in the Lost Temple, Leng Lango at this time could be regarded as a saint-level powerhouse in the true sense.

Speaking of which, Cheng Yiming and this rough appearance of the seventh apostle, there is still a bit of indescribable sympathy, when he was in the Lost Palace, Leng Lange even intended Cheng Yiming to be his apprentice.

The lost temple is like yesterday.

It's just that in this situation, both of them stood silently.