The magic city stands, and the blood mist is filled.

A cloak, three points old, fluttering in the night wind, was slashed open by Han Feng with a single sword, revealing the condensed demonic qi that twisted and rioted in it.

The scythe in his hand broke, and the cloak monster became furious, and the demonic qi boiled, chasing after Han Feng and Bai Zhantang.

Han Feng and the two of them had no means to restrain this monster, and they fled from this crossroads together.

A large number of dog-headed bats rushed out of the houses on both sides, rushing towards the two with bloodthirsty ferocity.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this, why is my luck so bad?"

The dog-headed bat accelerated its charge like an arrow, turning into a blood line and shooting at Han Feng and the others.

Bai Zhantang shouted and cursed in a low voice while dodging.

Han Feng waved the Cold Moon Treasure Sword in his hand, and the wind and snow sword qi of the [Sword and Sword Hexagram in the Snow] spread out in all directions, and suddenly erupted, and dozens of dog-headed bats fell to the ground.

"Don't scream, I'm also a seventh-rank martial artist, why can't I keep up with my eight-rank martial artist?"

Han Feng stepped on the stone floor with one foot, kicked hard, and rushed out of the distance with his strength.

Bai Zhantang's light skills are really extraordinary, his body is like a hurricane, he easily followed Han Feng, and he was still in the mood to defend himself on the way to escape:

"I'm just a thief, what can I do like that?"

"Take it to escape for your life at such a time!"

The monster behind him gave up the sickle in his hand and directly turned into a hideous and terrifying demonic qi form and chased after the two.

Han Feng hurriedly ran and found that there was a corner in front of him, and in the center of the corner stood a fat man holding a bloody kitchen knife and dressed as a chef.

With an idea, Han Feng quickly shouted to Bai Zhantang: "Left and right, left and right." ”

As the words fell, Han Feng accelerated again and rushed forward.

One step does not stop, and when you come to the intersection, you run to the left.

Bai Zhantang followed, a little faster than Han Feng.

The blood knife chef in front noticed that Han Feng and the two were passing by, turned his head stiffly, and raised the kitchen knife in his hand to chase after him.

And at this time, the cloak monster caught up!

The moment the two monsters met, countless brutal ferocities were aroused.

The Blood Knife Chef's height of more than two meters was extremely oppressive, and he angrily swung his knife at the cloak demon in front of him.

However, the demonic energy was not attacked by the entity, and the entire Blood Knife Chef was enveloped.

The Blood Knife Chef also aroused ferocity because of his anger, and the flesh and skin around his body burst into cracks, bursting out with a blood-red halo, grabbing the demonic energy on his body and starting to tear.

The two monsters were entangled, scuffling and slamming, the entire street was shaking, and the stone floor was shattering.

Han Feng ran all the way, rushing left and right, running through several streets in a row, and finally got away from the battlefield where the monsters were fighting, his hands supporting his knees and panting constantly.

Bai Zhantang wiped his sweat beside Han Feng and looked at Han Feng with a bitter face:

"Boss, where did you take me? Are you going to hell?"

Han Feng's gaze scanned left and right, observing the dangers nearby, and also looking for a hiding place.

"Stop complaining, have this kung fu to observe left and right, and be careful not to be attacked by the monsters here. ”

After all, Lao Bai is also an old oilman who has been wandering the rivers and lakes, and he also calmed down when he heard the words, and observed with Han Feng one after another.

Four pillars of blood cloud light blocked the entire city, the suppressed aura of the demon was full of heaven and earth, and the whispers of evil spirits were always in the ears, and it seemed that it was not impossible to say that this was hell.

"Big guy, where are we going now?"

Lao Bai was on guard, and his mouth was still very broken.

Han Feng looked up at the Blood Cloud Light Pillar in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Go to the Blood Pillar, the righteous path masters should all gather over there." ”

As he was talking, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the distance!

Dressed in silver armor, the Zhenwu Hall will soar into the air from afar and fly towards the pillar of blood cloud light.

Dozens of scarlet flesh tentacles suddenly stretched out from the ground, enveloping the silver-armored warrior in it.

With a silver dragon roar, the scarlet tentacles were wrapped into a ball of flesh, and the silver aura erupted from it, shattering the tentacles into pieces of flesh and blood that fell to the ground.

Before the righteous people in the city could cheer with joy when they saw this scene, several demonized houses suddenly collapsed, and more than a dozen monsters with hideous wings flew out of them.

With the head of a deer, the torso and arms of a human, the broken wings of the undead on their backs, and the claws of a goshawk on their legs, these monsters emitted a strange demonic aura that soared into the sky and launched a siege on the silver-armored warriors.

The battle was too fast to blink, and each of these deer-headed monsters resembled a ferocious warrior who excelled in demonic martial arts, attacking the silver-armored warrior with his hands and claws, making it difficult for him to resist.

The silver-armored warrior wielded the spear in his hand, desperately resisting these monsters, but his strength gradually became weaker.

Just as the righteous path masters in the city were about to help, a tentacle that emitted metallic light suddenly flew out, and it passed straight through the chest of the Silver Family's warlord at a speed as fast as thunder and lightning.

Blood splattered and silver armor shattered.

The steel tentacles tied a knot in the Silverarmor's body, pulling him towards the ground.

The Silver Armor Warlord only had time to amplify his voice with internal force and let out a final roar:

"Assemble the Blood Pillar! Kill the demons! Avenge me!"

Subsequently...... The monsters landed on the ground, and everything was quiet again......

The righteous people in the city had learned from the past of the silver-armored generals, and they did not dare to rise into the air or make a sound to attract the monsters in the city, so they could only silently gather towards the blood cloud pillar of light.

Thousands of righteous paths explore, fight, kill, and flee in the demonized Yanhua City...... It's like a bloody game......

Han Feng and Lao Bai were on the street again, they didn't meet the companions of the righteous path, and they also avoided several waves of evil monsters, and slowly approached the blood cloud light pillar.

Suddenly, two more people on the side of the street heard a small sound.

Cold sweat suddenly oozes out, and the two of them jump to the side, and half of the wall of a house on the side of the street collapses.

In the walls are the most common scenes in the home, tables, chairs, benches, beds......

And also...... A white-haired old woman with her back to Han Feng and the two.

Looking at the back of this old woman, Han Feng's heart beat wildly, and Zixia's true qi operated on its own to warn.

Lao Bai also constricted his body shape and pointed to make a point shape.

Under the scarlet sky, the wind blows the dust and sand.

The old man in the house in front of him slowly turned around, not only did he not have the terrifying face he imagined, but instead showed a kind and gentle face.

Holding a soup spoon in his hand, he said softly:

"Child, come and drink porridge~"

The face of the old lady smiled kindly and gently, and the wrinkles were all the vicissitudes of life.

Like his long-dead mother......

She was a peasant woman who lived a hard life...... She......

Wrong...... I'm a traverser...... How can you remember the original mother?

Han Feng quickly came to his senses, and then looked at the old woman in front of him, although she was still an ordinary old man, she was no longer kind.

Behind her, there was a large cauldron that was lit, and in the pot was boiling what she called soup...... Human skulls, severed feet, and fingers...... How terrifying!

Looking at Lao Bai, whose eyes were gradually blurring around him, Han Feng snapped a mouthful, and after waking him up, he pulled him and ran.

Lao Bai wailed:

"Why did I keep running away with you since I came out?"