The wind stopped suddenly!

Even the clouds hanging in the sky, which were raised upside down like a pot lid, seemed to be in a stalemate for a moment.

"All disciples obey the orders, kill me! Kill these ungrateful guys who should be thrown into the cave of Ten Thousand Snakes to feed maggots, and they are self-proclaimed and just. Kill one to reward ten spirit stones, kill ten spirit stones, kill one thousand spirit stones, kill the one who hits my face with a stone, I accept him as a disciple and pass on his 'Ten Demon Finger Method'." Song Qingwen was very irritable and directly issued an order to continue firing.

In an instant, the disciples of the Demon Sect who seemed exhausted suddenly jumped up more than half, and they screamed and rushed towards the righteous monks who were lying on the ground like salted fish.

However, the righteous monks seemed to be about to be slapped by Lunbao but were unable to resist. At this moment, most of them could only look at the disciples of the Demon Sect rushing up with fierce and decisive eyes, hoping to kill people with their eyes.

To be honest, Ke Xiaoliang was also moved.

If it weren't for... the brick was actually thrown by Ke Xiaoliang himself.

Of course, he saw it from the perspective of God, and no one noticed his behavior.

Generally speaking, Song Qingwen has his cultivation level sealed and can avoid it with his consciousness.

However, Ke Xiaoliang made some tricks and used a little bit of optical principles to prevent Song Qingwen, who had no spiritual sense, from discovering the brick flying towards him at the first time.

Thanks to this, Ke Xiaoliang's gain was that he earned tens of thousands of magic points. With Ke Xiaoliang's gradually clear understanding of Song Qingwen, he made a big profit at that time.

The facts did not exceed Ke Xiaoliang's expectations.

"I really can't let these disciples of the Demon Sect kill these righteous monks. Otherwise, I will have to spend the Demonic Spirit value and reshape the body of these righteous monks... Then I will suffer a lot!" Ke Xiao thought with a heart.

The wind suddenly became stronger.

In the clouds, the tornado in the distance was mixed with a huge amount of radiation, sweeping towards the semi-aborted town.

And along with the spreading dust and the rolling wind, there were also a large number of bloody, fierce and crazy monsters.

They look no different from the initial ones.

In fact, they already have a relatively weak sense of independence, at least when they attack, they will not be so mechanical.

They will hurt, hurt, and be scared, but they will become more fierce, crazier, and know how to cooperate with each other.

"Everyone run away! The monster is here, we can't stop it now!" The old leek Wang Jue shouted loudly in the crowd.

In an instant, the disciples of the Demon Sect who had originally besieged the righteous monks scattered in half.

The rest are also collecting weapons, then standing in a position, preparing to borrow some advantages in the geographical area to protect themselves and kill monsters at the same time.

And the most dissatisfied are those monks of the righteous path.

They have really exhausted their energy. Although they tried their best to adjust their breathing and restore their physical strength, they could not recover immediately and turn over in a moment.

What was even more embarrassing was that after the melee just now, they all felt their stomachs screaming "gurgling".

Young people are prone to hunger, but after consumption, they become hungry faster.

In the past, the world was false, and some more ‘real’ body sensations were still a little worse. For example, hunger was not so easy to come to you. Even if you feel hungry, it was not obvious and could be patient.

In addition, the experience was not long, and everyone who entered the gourd had never been worried about the little things in their stomachs.

Obviously, times have changed now.

They will soon find that they are terrible hunger and that in this world of doomsday wasteland, they must first worry about filling their stomachs.

"One person carries one, drag the ones that cannot run away first. I'm sure, who dares to slander? Let me see if I won't peel him off!" Murong Yun, who was still reincarnated as a little loli, stood on a broken stone wall, and roared at the disciples of the Demon Sect who had left enough to hide in various narrow spaces.

Although the lives of the disciples of the Demon Sect are not worth the money.

When I arrived in another world, I began to become more precious.

After all, these are all the best cannon fodder, and they are directly taken away by the monsters, which is a waste of resources.

Coincidentally, Ke Xiaoliang thought so too.

And it is more "thoughtful" than Murong Yun thought.

In the distance, just behind the spreading monster line, bright lights suddenly flashed.

An adult man in a leather jacket, jeans and Martin boots was riding a roaring motorcycle, driving the monsters.

Bang bang bang bang!

Amid the continuous sound of gunfire, one strong monster after another fell to the ground.

Then they were eaten by other monsters around them.

Some monsters pounced on the man, but the man pulled out the Tang sword at his waist and easily chopped the monster that was pounced on him into two pieces.

"Hey! What a great strength, is it a talent?" Murong Yunting lay on the high stone wall, with two short legs swaying at the other end of the stone wall. Two little fat men, who are disciples of the Demon Sect, were lying on the ground, ready to welcome the elder to jump from the high place, use his body to help and cushion the force.

Suddenly, an alien ran out of the monster group.

It is stronger than ordinary monsters, with a torso that is like a human, but has a limb like a tiger.

The blood flowing on the body, like magma and veins, spreads all over the body.

It opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth and roared at the man riding a motorcycle.

Then he spit out a long tongue of flame and flew towards the man.

But the man took off a chain from his waist.

The chain swept out, and black lightning spread along with the direction pointed by the chain, directly shattering the flames and locking the monster's throat.

With a sudden force, the monster's head was torn off. Under the bombardment of the black electric arc, the monster's corpse turned into black gray and scattered all over the ground.

"It's the real power, it's extraordinary..." Song Qingwen's eyes lit up when he saw this scene in another place.

In his eyes, men's methods are rough and simple, and their power is not strong.

However, if there is a force beyond ordinary in this world, then as a powerful practitioner of the Demon Sect, he will be confident that he will regain powerful power in this world.

Just as Song Qingwen and many monks with vision and vision were still feeling and excited.

The harsh whistle penetrates the night and the air.

A large number of eyes were gathered on the person who blew the whistle.

"Ke Xiaoliang? Whose disciple is this?"

"Wait, isn't he the rumored thirteen demon son?"

"Why is this a fool?"

"How can you do such eye-catching behavior at this time? Isn't he afraid of death? Isn't he afraid of attracting more monsters?" Many lowly criticisms and more whispers followed one after another.

Even Song Qingwen had a hot face, which made her feel even more embarrassing.

The embarrassment at this moment is second only to the time when he was hit by a brick before.

Because he heard that someone was saying that Ke Xiaoliang was his disciple.

Shao Jin, who was rescued by his own traits in the crowd, had not long since awakened, also showed a mocking expression, and the contempt in his eyes was about to overflow.

Sure enough, as everyone expected, more monsters rushed towards Ke Xiaoliang in large numbers.

Instead, I did a good thing for others, and the monsters originally assigned to other places have become less and less.

The disciples of the Demon Sect who were originally hiding with Ke Xiaoliang also made way out of the way, and had no intention of helping him at all.

There is no love for fellow disciples at all.

Faced with the impact of the monsters, Ke Xiaoliang held an iron rod in his hand and supported the left and right. Although he looked sophisticated in swordsmanship, he was weak after all and could not last long.

Just as he was about to be torn apart by the monsters.

A lightning slashed through the darkness.

The black arc spread, and a large number of small monsters were directly electric into ashes.

The arc on the chain disintegrated, wrapped around Ke Xiaoliang's waist, pulled him behind the man's "car" and sat with the man.

“Huh!!??”

"Hmm..." My head was flexible, and at this time it began to notice something.

They seem to be missing out?
Chapter completed!