Chapter 115: The Death of the Underworld (2)
I don't know what happened to all the teammates who were with him, but now he can't care about that much, and in the chaos, everyone is in charge of each other.
He ended the battle in such a hurry, not to escape, he had to go to see Lin Fan, that person, who came with Zhang Huaide, he heard his name in Zifu.
The sad and angry female voice shouted the name heartbreakingly.
He can't rest assured, he has to go and see! He has to go!
He was involved in this war because he was human.
He did his best and did what he had to do, but he was not a saint and would not take care of everyone, and now he just wanted to go and get that person out, and he would definitely be able to get him out alive.
Bai Tang took a breath, pinched the flickering sub-talisman, opened his mouth hoarsely, and said, "Where is the Heavenly Master's Gate?" ”
The Heavenly Master Gate all followed Zhang Huaide, in a square, tearing alive with the monsters, there were fewer wolves and more sheep, the scene was messy and bloody and unbearable to look at directly, but the ear war was not only in this square, it stretched for dozens of miles.
Around this square, most of the skyscrapers have basically collapsed, and the walls are in ruins.
About three thousand meters away from here, the clouds were thick, red fire jumped, and from a distance, only a pillar of red fire that seemed to fall from the sky could be seen, and the sound of lightning colliding could be heard from time to time.
In command on the periphery is Fan Lijing, as well as Feng Jianbing, and there are also a group of veteran-level cultivators in the back, who are constantly drawing talismans and making talismans, and even combining talismans with powerful individual combat weapons, but these things are blocked outside the city, and the earth and stone mountain that rises up in the middle of the night blocks all foreign aid.
They installed an electronic image location monitor based on a temperature sensor on each person who entered the city later, which could completely locate the location of each person and monitor their surroundings.
The whole city of City B is boiling, and there are three skyscrapers that are burning with fires.
There were piles of carrion in the square, and there were stumps and severed arms that had fallen into the pile of carrion, and the faces of those young and old seemed to be stained with a layer of ash, and they were hazy and could not be seen really.
"Lin Fan!"
Suddenly, there was a sound in the venue that had expanded countless times.
All the monsters and people who were fighting were stunned for a moment, and even Zhang Huaide, who was fighting with a special forces ordinary species, stopped for a moment.
No one responded.
The clear voice roared again: "Lin Fan! ”
The sound has come from the square
The outermost main street spread to the center of the battlefield, and the monsters in that area suddenly shattered to the ground like leeks neatly cut off by a sickle, and a dirty young man walked step by step in the sea of corpses and blood.
Take a step and shout.
"Lin Fan."
"Lin Fan."
Behind the young man was a ghost, a ghost with a frowning face.
"Lin Fan!"
Yu Jiu didn't have a deep impression of this name, but he knew that his employer had been calling this person for a while, and at this moment, listening to the almost mournful voice of his employer, his mood was also heavy.
That Lin Fan is probably dead.
Even though it was noisy, all kinds of voices had begun to sound again, but there was no answer.
I don't know how long it took, from the ruins of those unclear walls, a figure suddenly rose into the sky, landed steadily on a steel bar protruding from the wall, and a pair of bloodthirsty eyes with bloody murderous aura inspected the battlefield below.
"Lin Fan!"
The handsome eyebrows that flew obliquely were suddenly raised, and his face, which was crawling with green vine-like traces, moved slightly, and his body swooped straight at the place where the voice was like an eagle, and he also said in his mouth: "Bai Tang!" ”
"Lin Fan, you second goods! Where are you?! ”
Lin Fan: "......"
That tragic atmosphere is gone in an instant!
……
It was already completely bright, but the panic in City B was just beginning, and the sun was blocked out by a large gray haze, and there was a disgusting smell everywhere in City B.
Ji Yuan guarded the gate of the city TV station, and there were corpses all over the field in front of him.
Some of those mutilated corpses were killed by him, and some were killed by the vampire, but the blonde guy regretted leaving the scene when it was still dark.
Before leaving, he told him that he was sorry that he could not continue to fight, but he would bless the new race on behalf of their blood clan, and then told him that they had a monster in Huaxia, and that it was best for him to run.
Ji Yuan wiped the gun in his hand and looked indifferently at the monsters and people who were still fighting.
This gun was given to him by the people below, saying that it was the most advanced weapon, he didn't know much about it, and he didn't know it, but he used it very well, which may have something to do with the ability he evolved.
There was still a person standing in front of him, that was a very annoying person, I heard them all call him Old Man Zhao, not too strong, but really annoying.
On the empty ground in front of the building, at this moment
There are also many monsters and cultivators fighting, those people's blood is boiling, justice makes him sick, those who have come back from the dead are trembling with excitement, he can feel the undisguised excitement and restlessness of those underworld people,
Ru Mao drinks blood and is bloodthirsty and crazy.
It's also disgusting.
The world in front of him really makes him sick, and the world without Aning, no matter what, is disgusting.
He didn't want to move at all, he didn't want to eat the food that was moving, it looked dirty, but the dragon needed him to keep it.
He grabbed it with his right hand, and there seemed to be white rays of light dancing in his eyes.
"Bang!"
In the middle of his eyebrows, the cultivator's eyes widened in disbelief before he died, and his head was like a watermelon, and it shattered with a bang, bursting out of a blood flower, and then his limbs were coaxed to eat.
Disgusting!
The old man surnamed Zhao came over again, followed by a thin old man who could draw, all of them looked like they were facing a great enemy, as if he was terrible.
Disgusting!
Ji Yuan aimed the gun in his hand at the embarrassed old man and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A huge black leopard was shattered, and the ink scattered to the ground like blood in a different shape.
Old Man Zhao turned his head in shock, his throat rolling, and he couldn't speak.
Zong Changming suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body staggered, and he and Old Man Zhao looked at each other in shock, staring at the young monster's face.
Old Man Zhao lowered his voice and asked, "Do you see clearly?" ”
Zong Changming's eyes shone with a trembling light, and his shriveled and thin body was a little clumsy, and said, "No." ”
It's been hours, and the monster is sitting on the steps, raising his hand and shooting from time to time, every shot, without exception.
Several of them were folded under this man's hands, and each time, they hit the center of the eyebrow, either in the back of the head or in the forehead, and killed them with a single shot.
Even if there are many figures in the middle, even if the dusty monsters are messy, he didn't make any mistakes.
What is his ability?
Just now, there were clearly a number of monsters behind Old Man Zhao, but that gun, just like having eyes, bypassed all obstacles and went straight to his head.
Fortunately, he had a tacit understanding with Zong Changming before, and the leopard died for him once, but that and the leopard existed through Zong Changming's spiritual power, and they were suddenly dispersed by force, and the spiritual power suddenly collapsed, shaking Zong Changming out of internal injuries.