Chapter 883: Into the Enemy Camp 3

The bright red color has long been solidified in the land.

The cyan stone has been completely infiltrated into a dark red color, and the strong smell of blood can be clearly smelled hundreds of miles away.

The blood spread, and there were countless casualties.

At this time, outside the city of Lizhou, in the ten days of continuous attack and defense, it almost became a blood city.

And under the continuous attack of such a huge military force, Lizhou was in the town of Yun Killing the sky, and it did not fall in the smoke billowing down.

The soldiers on the wall changed batch after batch, and the fallen man, the bright red blood, almost froze the city into red in the chilling winter wind.

A red city, a city bathed in fire and blood.

But it is still strong, still persistent, and still desperate.

As long as there is the last person left, Lizhou City must not be broken.

The consequence of the destruction of the city is that there is no barrier on the side of Wangtianya, and it is only a few days away from here in Kyoto.

Will not be exposed to the eyes of Emperor Brahma without any protection.

Therefore, the battle on this side was so fierce that it almost blocked all the remaining forces in Wangtianya.

Ten days, not long and continuous, is very long for the clouds and the heavens that guard Lizhou.

For the falling feather who rushed to Lizhou, it was also extremely long.

On the 10th, from south to west, it crossed most of the borders of small countries that surrounded the end of the world, and passed through several small countries.

Luo Yu finally entered the vicinity of Lizhou, which was surrounded by Emperor Brahma's forces.

After ten days of running, the injury of the poison-tailed bee sting has been cured, but the ten days of non-stop running day and night have made the falling feathers, who have barely rested, look quite ugly.

Huang Yu, Xiao Sanzi and others saw it in their eyes and held it in their hearts.

But no one advised Luo Yu to take a break, wait a while, and not panic.

Because, they know that persuasion is useless, only to follow her desperately, on.

The night was cold and there was no moon in the sky.

The lights shone brightly or dimly in the direction of the rear camp of the Emperor Brahma forces, and the patrol soldiers kept repeating back and forth, patrolling the surroundings.

The strictness and rigor is breathtaking.

The cold moon is hidden, and the sky is dark.

In the twinkling shadows of the trees, the lights around are bright or dim,