Blood rained down in the city.

It's not peaceful outside the city.

The evacuated combat units did not flee in a hurry.

They were spread out on both sides of the road and erected fortifications.

At one point, the earth trembled inaudibly.

Some observant people noticed the anomaly and exclaimed, "The earthquake is coming." ”

As soon as the ground thundered, the entire fleeing team suddenly panicked.

The combat officers on both sides of the road were calm and calm, and took out their bullhorns to remind loudly.

"Don't panic, if you want to die, you will die first."

The crowd wondered, the earthquake was a natural disaster, could the combat troops change it?

The next moment, all doubts disappeared in an instant.

In the distance, dense beasts were overwhelming.

The sun is blocked, casting large shadows.

People finally understood that it was not an earthquake, but a tide of beasts.

The Wrinkle Consortium is only 30,000 combat troops, and there is no high wall defense, can it really be crotched?

For a time, tension spread.

"Fire."

As soon as the commander of operations gave the order, artillery fire rang out in unison, and bullets rained down.

The roar drowned out the cacophony of the fleeing crowd, but it was still audible to talk up close.

Zhu Fanfan trembled: "It's over, it's over, why hasn't the boss come back." ”

"The Wrinkle Clan's combat troops can't stop the beast tide, and we're all going to die here."

"Boss, I'm afraid of death, come on."

Zhu Fanfan looked up to the sky with grief and indignation, and his face was miserable.

"Hey, hey, little white wolf, what do you mean by staring at me, is it wrong to be afraid of death?"

The little white wolf bared his teeth and grinned, eager to eat Zhu Fanfan alive.

Qu Mu stood between one man and one wolf, and started to make peace.

"You two stop pinching, think about what to do."

Zhu Fanfan was in a low mood: "What can I do, I can't rush out with five-colored armor." ”

"If the boss doesn't come to help us, we can only wait for death."

"Look over there, the wolves are about to break through the fire net and kill in."

After speaking, Zhu Fanfan scratched the little white wolf fiercely and muttered, "Evil animal." ”

The little white wolf's lungs almost exploded, and the fur of his whole body exploded.

Qu Mu pushed Zhu Fanfan with one hand and pressed the other hand against the little white wolf's head.

I'm afraid that these two goods will ignore the overall situation and do it in the already panicked crowd.

Zhu Fanfan had a bitter face: "I'm unlucky, why can I do anything." ”

He raised his fat hand and slapped himself on the forehead first.

"Waiting is death, going out to fight is death, and it is difficult to escape death left and right."

"Grandma's, the mother."

The little white wolf was faster, and jumped up one step ahead of Zhu Fanfan.

"Roar."

A wolf howl shook open, and the majesty of the wolf king was fully revealed.

The wolves that broke through the firepower net collectively froze, and they all looked at the little white wolf, all trembling.

The little white wolf ran to the opposite side of the pack alone, and forced the entire pack to retreat collectively.

The little white wolf approached step by step, and once again roared in the sky.

The voice vibrated open, and the entire wolf pack shook, and the redness in his eyes actually dissipated.

The five-colored armor of the little white wolf covers the whole body, and the brilliance flows in an instant.

It is much smaller than an adult wolf, but its momentum is not weaker than that of its kind.

Shrouded in five-colored light, he is like a beast god, and he stands out among all the beasts.

The little white wolf flew out and struck into the beast tide.

Then the whole wolf pack actually turned against the battle, helping the little white wolf and protecting the little white wolf.

In the crowd, Qu Mu praised without hesitation: "The little white wolf's book is not read in vain, so I have to let Ji Qiu increase his efforts to promote the little white wolf to grow faster." ”

In the tide of beasts, the little white wolf was fighting fiercely, and almost fell down.

After Qu Mu finished speaking, the space around him distorted, and then eleven golden warriors appeared out of thin air.

As the abandoned factory absorbs the souls of the dead, the golden warriors become more and more condensed and bright.

Qu Mu bent down and saluted: "Please, intersperse with the fleeing crowd and kill the beasts that break through." ”

Qu Mu himself was covered with five-colored armor to protect Tang Fan's side.

At this moment, I don't care about the so-called extermination.

Qu Mu silently recited the transcendent chapter, and a large number of slain beast souls were submerged in the golden battle.

Keep the eleven golden warriors full of energy and keep fighting.

"Okay, you're all shot, and I can't watch it." Zhu Fanfan was very knowledgeable and talked to himself.

In the next moment, Zhu Fanfan's eyes were sharp.

However, he was afraid of death, so he first covered himself with five-colored armor before killing the front.

"Stripping."

Zhu Fanfan roared angrily, and the surrounding beasts burst into bloody flowers.

He had learned wisely, and he was not draining blood from the whole body of the beast.

Rather, it is concentrated a little, stripped from the inside of the beast's skull.

A small change, a leap forward in skill.

A great number of wild beasts fell one after another, and those who died could not die again.

There are far more beasts than humans, and each beast is strong.

And humans, combat troops are fighting desperately.

But the people were defenseless, like lambs to the slaughter.

Humanity is vulnerable.

Looking at the vast expanse of beasts, many people were desperate in their hearts.

Zhu Fanfan is a retired mortal body, and he is already afraid of death.

Although they are fighting desperately, they can't see hope, and it is inevitable that negative emotions will spread.

"Boss, when are you going to help me?"

Zhu Fanfan looked at the sky speechlessly, and then he saw guides and bullets flying from a distance.

All of them carried high-yield explosives and charges, and were successively put into the battlefield.

The beast herd is too dense to be deliberately aimed, and the missiles and bullets can be killed if they fall at will.

"Hey, who's going to help us?" Zhu Fanfan was puzzled.

Immediately afterward, the sound of dense artillery fire was heard in the distance.

Looking closely, in the beast tide, I don't know when a retired mortal body or a martial artist appeared.

There are a lot of them, and they actually separate the tide of beasts.

"The Luocheng Martial Arts Association came to help." Shouting people in the leather warehouse.

"The Martial Arts Association of Wrinkled Shang City has come to help."

"The Wrinkling City combat unit arrives at the scene."

"The Martial Arts Association of Wrinkling Guangcheng has come to help."

"The battle troops of Wrinkled Guangcheng have come to join the battle."

The sound of self-reported doors sounded, bringing hope to people in despair.

Zhu Fanfan grinned: "The other two cities of the Fu Consortium have made a move. ”

"Haha, we don't need the boss to come, we can live."

Zhu Fanfan lifted the nine-foot-eight-nail rake, and the killing was even more vigorous.

If you want to say that the most intense place is the dirt bag that hides the big killer.

Knowing the movements of the Wrinkle Clan, Wrinkle Fang fought the beast tide with all his might, and was unable to come to support.

He was not good at frontal fighting, so he hid behind and handed over the battlefield to Ji Qiu.

Ji Qiu's whole person is not good.

"Brother Wrinkle, just kidding, I can't kill the three of them myself."

One B-level high section, two middle sections, its strength can be imagined.

Ji Qiu is indeed only a C-level retired mortal body, and with martial arts and system assistance, he can kill B-level.

But in the face of three at a time, I can't bear it.

If it weren't for the interference of the spiritual power of the wrinkled side, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

There are no soft-hearted people here, and there is only death in defeat.

The wrinkled fang's spiritual power interfered, affecting the speed of the three Taoist priests to varying degrees.

The load is very large, and some of them can't support it.

Wrinkled Fang looked back at the mountain bag, slowly revealing a white cylinder.

"Yes, I don't need a second layer of protection."

Then, Fu Fang laughed heartily: "Brother Ji, I'm here to help you." ”

As the words fell, a green bird flew out of the mountain, and a swarthy wild cat jumped out.