People who have seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood will never feel fear for a few small corpses, just like after tasting the taste of stunning beauties, it will also make men feel miserable to stay with vulgar fans again.

Qian Yunsheng, who had already fought with the witch, felt that he should already have the psychological capacity. But he found out that he was wrong, and when the witch's unbridled laughter and the demon's roaring voice came in, it still made his heart tremble involuntarily.

It is a nightmare that goes deep into the bone marrow, a kind of extreme suppression of the strong against the weak, deeply engraved into the soul.

The witch seemed to have consciously wanted to convey the bloody storm outside, the state of despair and death fear into the city lord's mansion through an unstoppable voice.

This is like a person on the verge of death, who has already begun to feel the torture of hell in advance, and takes you to visit the bloody torture instruments that seem to be eaten by people, the kind of pain and suffering that you endure psychologically.

"Quick!

Everyone had a pure heart talisman attached to their bodies, but this was not enough, and the seven or eight monks stood together, chanting the pure heart mantra all the time, desperately resisting the endless voices coming from outside.

Even so, there was still no way to completely resist the terrible and cruel voice coming from the witch, and everyone's faces were extremely heavy, and a few people even knelt down and prayed silently.

It is as if all external forces and efforts have lost their effect at this moment, and only the strength of people's hearts can resist disasters.

The witch came over with a rumbling demon, and it seemed that Master Jingci's resistance had been completely suppressed. It's like in the midst of a great calamity, where personal sacrifice becomes a trivial matter. Even drowned in the chorus of death, it couldn't turn up a wave.

In the sky, as more and more people died one after another, more and more blood was absorbed by the witch's strangely changed city protection array, and more and more blood rain fell.

When the rain of blood is scarce, people don't feel anything, and when the rain of blood increases, the whole city seems to be shrouded in a strange mist.

In the mist, layers of glow were steamed, and in the almost blood-stained Jixia City, it showed a strange beauty.

As the blood-stained rain grew thicker and thicker, the more and more toxic it became apparent.

This thickness is still intensifying, and when the already sticky blood raindrops fall on the bluestone slab street, it can burn the hard bluestone slab into small holes.

In the city, those who had been hiding in the ground, in the crevices, and in the ruins, were unable to hide by the strong corrosive blood rain, so they could only rush out of the hiding place in despair and be eaten by the insects who had been waiting for a long time.

The witch smiled and looked at everything in front of her, and she sat at the center of the demon's brow, her expression of joy as if the calamities, sufferings, and destruction she had inflicted on the world were a sign of mercy.

It's like she's struggling to survive in these mortal worlds, people who are suffering from love and hatred, birth and old age, sickness and death, and desire to torture in the ruthless years, and in this world that seems to be colorful but the pain is greater than the joy, it is better to completely abandon this stinky skin and want to be born as soon as possible, so that they can get rid of their confusion and reach bliss early.

"What a wonderful scene!"

The witch looked at everything around her and sighed, "I really can't bear to end it so early." ”

She looked at the City Lord's Mansion in front of her, which was probably the last place of stubborn resistance in the entire city.

It seems that Mu Xueqing's breath has disappeared. ”

The witch closed her eyes and shook her head indifferently. She patted the hideous beast beneath her and asked with a smile, "You must be very envious, right?"

It's a pity that deep in the core of the demon, Master Jingci has completely lost the ability to respond to her.

"She's really cheap. ”

The witch pursed her lips, and then said with a coquettish smile, "Don't worry, I can't bear to let you die so easily." ”

The witch's laughter seemed to be like a silver bell, but there was no joy and indifference, as if it was the deepest and most painful pain and fear that she had brought to others, and the demonic smile that was displayed was cold and did not even have a trace of warmth.

And in response to her, the demon under her obediently came from the ground, roared angrily, and smashed towards the large array of the City Lord's Mansion with both hands clenched into fists.

The remaining monks in the City Lord's Mansion looked at all this outside the formation in horror, and in their shallow knowledge, they had never seen a demon beast taller than the tallest building in the city. Not to mention the more ferocious, more terrifying, more living thing in front of me that I don't even know what it's called.

But this is also the preciousness of human beings, even in the legends of ancient times, human beings have always been the weakest side.

Those huge gods, giants, and alien species in the wilderness that are more dangerous than the most dangerous monsters now, as well as countless and countless huge disasters, floods, landslides, and earth cracks, but the one who has the last laugh is always the seemingly weakest human being.

This is because even after the human race has completely lost hope, there will still be a small group of people who guard the light.

With a few consecutive knocks from the demon, the large array that the City Lord's Mansion had hastily transformed began to crack like an egg breaking into a shell.

This is still the result of the people in the City Lord's Mansion who have been working tirelessly these days, and finally separated the City Lord's Mansion from the City Protector's Great Array, otherwise I am afraid that it will be invaded by the witch at the beginning.

But even so, under the brute force of the demons, and the gnawing of those dense insect tides that poured over, the great array finally reached its final moment.

In the formation, all the monks who were still alive gathered.

In this apocalyptic environment, everyone's faces relaxed. Everyone shook hands with each other, cheered each other on, and even in the end, I don't know who started it, everyone sang loudly together, it felt like they were singing passionately after returning from a victory.

When the great array of the City Lord's Mansion was finally overwhelmed by the last bite of demon insects, the boundless demon insects happily rushed towards their food.

At that moment, these people seemed to know their fate. They were not disappointed or despairing, and even death could not take away from them what was unique to human beings.

"God bless!"

I don't know who was the first to shout, and then everyone shouted in unison. The sound was even louder than the roar of the giant demon.

With the sudden press of everyone's tightly clasped hands, the entire City Lord's Mansion seemed to be like a phoenix bathed in a sea of fire, poignant and beautiful.

And those demon insects who rushed in were instantly enveloped by these gifts specially prepared for them, and suddenly rushed to the sky. These insects, who despise humanity and treat it as food, are like the most fragile and thin things, wailing to be engulfed in raging fire.

These demon insects wailing in the flames, and those who were engulfed in the flames in the same smile and shout, seemed to have become the last footnotes of Jixia City.

At this moment, the earth trembled, and the huge fireworks that erupted from the thin air seemed to represent death, but also seemed to be a rebirth.

Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!

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