Yu Sheng stood next to the corpse of a demon beast, took out his mobile phone, and rummaged through the phone number in the bounty hall.

A communication flashes.

Click on.

Looking at the contents of the communication, the rest of his life fell silent.

Long...

"Will you really be happy saving people?"

"It's going to be a try."

Whispering, he looked at the corpse of the demon beast on the ground again: "It's a pity that the people in the bounty hall can't get out." ”

Put down your phone and turn away.

Target... Frontier City.

……

Demon Suppression Pass.

At this time, it has completely reduced to blood.

On the ground, corpses and even blood have accumulated on the surface of the city.

The roar of the demon beast continued.

Here, life seems to have been reduced to the cheapest thing.

More and more demon beasts rushed up to the demon control level, and the defense line retreated.

The Lord of the Lin Pavilion rushed to the forefront like a mad demon, swept by the breeze, harvesting the lives of the demon beasts.

Until a goshawk swooped down and fought with the Pavilion Lord.

Synchronous lift-off.

In the distance, the hovering dragon phantom behind Zhong Yushu struck the golden eagle with a strong sense of oppression.

And he himself is holding a spear in his hand and fighting with Sang-ryu.

With one enemy and two enemies, do not fall behind.

It shows the posture of the god of war of the human race.

But this time there are too many monsters...

"Jiangcheng Moge, come to help!"

"Jiangcheng Dark Pavilion, here!"

"Demon Slayer Pavilion..."

"Reserves..."

"The Department of Guards..."

"Bounty Hall Folk Hunter..."

Voices sounded one after another, until finally, an old voice swept through the Demon Town Pass.

"The leaders of the Mo Academy, together with all the teachers, rushed to the aid of the town demon pass."

"Those who step on my demon pass will be killed!"

As the sound fell, majestic energy swept over the city walls.

One demon beast after another exploded out of thin air, turned into a rain of blood, and dripped down.

The headmaster of the Ink Academy stood on the city wall with an invincible posture, and a teacher who had awakened six times behind him instantly dispersed, picking his own opponent.

"Lao Zhong has just advanced to the Eight Senses, even if he is embedded with the Demon Core of the Divine Beast, he may not be able to withstand it."

muttered: "Let's join forces with a few old things, can we take one?" ”

Looking at the other people, he asked.

"Give it a try."

"It's a while if you can drag it out."

In a few words, one of the old men took a step back, and a pair of white wings appeared behind him, and the whole person rose into the sky and stood above the city wall.

Flapping its wings gently, the breeze blows, spreading faint spots of light.

This spot of light fell on the Terrans below, and their strength, which was already a little tired, was full of strength again.

And when it falls on the demon beast, it is constantly rolling on the ground, letting out a painful wail.

On the wings, seven dazzling lines flickered.

"This old thing, every time I light up the awakening, I always feel a little handsome."

"What's the use of bells and whistles."

"That's it, no matter how handsome I am, if I punch down, won't he hurt too?"

A group of people laughed and cursed, and rushed towards the golden eagle in the blessing of this holy light.

Several seven senses, besieged eight senses.

"It's so slow!"

Zhong Yushu's face turned a little pale, he put away his gun and stood up, surrounded by blood dragons, muttered to a few people, his eyes fell on Na Xiangliu, and he smiled cruelly: "Sun thief, now... We're one-on-one. ”

"I'll cut off your nine heads today!"

As the voice fell, his gaze fell on the back of the demon domain, behind the countless demon clans, Ji Hong was full of Confucianism, smiling at Zhong Yushu and nodding slightly.

"Ji boy, kill him, and you'll be next."

"You claim to be unjust to the human race."

"But how have the Terrans ever owed you?"

With a violent roar, the next quarter of an hour Yushu rushed forward again, and on the spear, the sixth spar flickered.

The spear seemed to come to life, and the pupils carved like patterns on the barrel of the spear suddenly opened, and the blood and qi filled Zhong Yushu's body, reflecting the blood dragon.

And Zhong Yushu's originally weak state was swept away.

"Ignorant humans."

Everywhere in the swamps, the cold voice of Xiangliu came from the black mist.

The nine snake heads twisted flexibly and bit at Zhong Yushu.

on the city walls.

Pavilion Master Lin clutched his chest and took two steps back.

A sixth-level demon beast had already fallen in front of him.

Turning his head and looking in the direction of Zhong Yushu, Pavilion Master Lin couldn't help but grit his teeth: "The fifth generation has begun to grow, and let this group of old men of the third generation pretend to be forced." ”

"It's true that our fourth generation is all waste!"

Suddenly, looking at Ji Hong in the distance, the Lin Pavilion Lord's eyes were blood-red, and his whole body was full of hatred, and he roared and entered the demon group again.

Under the breeze, blood fills the air.

In this tragic battlefield, the sun is setting under the reflection of blood.

The original beauty is a little scarlet under this scene.

It's like...

Blood had seeped into the air.

……

Frontier City.

in that little hotel.

"Action."

A text message, selected for several people, sent in a group.

Unplug the phone card and throw it in the trash.

The middle-aged man looked in the mirror, slowly removed a layer of human skin mask on his face, and restored his original appearance.

Apply lipstick and touch up your makeup carefully.

Finally, I changed my clothes and stood at the window, smiling at the empty street, as if waiting for something.

A minute later.

One room after another doors opened, and more and more people were on the street.

"Walk with God!"

"Spread the divine light on this filthy land and purify the world."

The mouth kept whispering, fanatical, crazy.

The flow of people is increasing, and every street in the city is filled with idle people.

"Where are the students of my Ink Academy?"

"Those who make trouble in the territory of Fanmo Academy, behead!"

On the city wall, Xu Yuanqing stood with his hands in his hands, although he was still wearing that pajamas, his momentum had reached its peak.

The voice was filled with a terrifying murderous aura, which continued to echo in mid-air.

A student of the Academy of Celebrity Ink was silent, putting on his school uniform coat.

It's old.

Apparently after the issuance, almost never wore that kind.

The color of the school uniform is dark red, just like the work clothes of the ink pavilion.

It seems that all the formal clothing of the Terrans is dominated by dark red.

School uniforms, the Ink Academy is not nothing.

Merely...

After the second grade, they are eligible to wear it.

The battle broke out abruptly, without warning, and it won't give you time to prepare.

Almost from the first glance of the students and the congregants, it was already doomed...

Someone will die.

A small high-ranking member of a cult was stopped by the students of the Ink Academy for the first time.

Those from the Guard Division were also dispatched in large numbers.

Only the reserve forces remained unmoved.

"That guy Zongren, there's really a problem."

"It hasn't been shown up yet."

In the small hotel, Qiu Xiaoxiao looked around, and the corners of his mouth were slightly outlined: "He should be looking for my place now." ”