Chapter 889: Deep into the Enemy Camp 9

For her, not to mention that Huang Yu and others accompanied her from birth to death, even her demonic beasts were tired like this.

Feeling Luo Yu's mood, Xiao Hong opened her eyes, grabbed Luo Yu with her little paws, and shook her little head.

It's okay, I'm not that tired, I just like to sleep.

Xiaohong comforted Luo Yu, but it was also true, it was so strong, and it was running around for so many days, and it really didn't put it in its heart.

Luo Yu knew that Xiaohong was comforting her, and it was also true.

At that moment, he rubbed Xiaohong's head, lowered his voice and said, "Xiaohong, you are making me a ......"

The low voice is only heard of Xiaohong.

Listening to Luo Yu's words, Ben's listless little red suddenly lit up.

Mess up, destroy, this one it likes.

At that moment, before Luo Yu could speak, the figure fled into the stone in a flash and ran away.

Seeing this, Luo Yu easily pulled the ornaments on the tent of the camp, and ran towards the highest point in this area with his arms, looking as if he belonged to the delivery soldiers.

Quickly climb to the highest peak of this area, which is the small dirt slope.

As soon as Luo Yu stood up, there was a loud bang in the distance, and a silver-red light suddenly exploded into the camp.

In an instant, the tent was overturned, and a powerful force rose up one after another, beginning to destroy everything on that side.

"If there is an enemy, fast, there is an enemy to invade ......"

"There is enemy destruction, and the external defense army ......"

In an instant, the soldiers who were hiding around the middle camp or patrolling in the open all rushed out and rushed towards that side.

"Boom, boom, boom."

A series of explosions erupted one after another, not affected by the encirclement of the soldiers, but more and more wreaking havoc.

That side was instantly dusty and chaotic.

A strong aura seeped out of the air, and it was definitely the strength of the Purple Venerable King.

"If there is a strong enemy, ...... quickly"

"Assassin, Assassin, Protector ......"

The Purple Venerable King must be the hand of the people who look at the end of the world.

Immediately, the middle battalion was unsheathed with weapons, surrounded by those who were encircled, and those who rushed up rushed up to protect the materials of all parties.

Clear and well-trained.