Anyone who has seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood will never feel scared just because of a few small bones. Just like after tasting the taste of stunning beauties, it will also make men feel painful to stay with vulgar fans. .
Qian Yunsheng, who had already fought against the witch, felt that he should have the psychological endurance. But he found that he was wrong. When the witch's unbridled laughter and the demon's roar came in, his heart still trembled involuntarily.
It was a kind of nightmare that penetrated into the bone marrow. It was the ultimate suppression of the strong by the strength of the weak, and it was deeply engraved in the soul.
The witch seemed to be consciously transmitting the bloodshed, despair and fear of death outside into the city lord's mansion through her unblockable voice.
This is like a person who is on the verge of death and has already begun to experience the torture of hell in advance. When we take you to visit those bloody instruments of torture that seem to choose people to eat, the kind of psychological pain and suffering you endure.
"Quick! Use the Heart Clearing Curse!"
Everyone has a Pure Heart Talisman attached to their body, but this is not enough. Seven or eight monks stand together, chanting the Pure Heart Talisman all the time, desperately resisting the endless sounds coming from outside.
Even so, there was still no way to completely resist the shrill and cruel voice coming from the witch. Everyone's face was 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 inner strength of a person can resist disaster.
The witch sitting on the demon rumbled over, and Master Jingci's resistance seemed to have been completely suppressed. It's like in the face of huge disasters, personal sacrifice becomes a trivial matter. Even if I am submerged in the chorus of death, I can't make 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 formation, and more and more blood rain fell.
When there was little blood rain, people could not feel anything; when the blood rain increased more and more, the entire Jixia city seemed to be shrouded in strange mist.
In the mist, layers of rays of light were evaporated, revealing a strange and eerie beauty in Jixia City, which was almost stained with blood.
As the blood-stained rainwater becomes thicker and thicker, its increasingly toxic nature is revealed.
This density is still getting stronger. When the already sticky blood rain drops onto the bluestone street, it can burn small holes in the hard bluestone.
In the city, those who were hiding underground, in gaps, and in ruins were unable to hide themselves from the highly corrosive rain of blood. They could only rush out of their shelters in despair, and were killed by those who had long ago. The waiting bugs eat it.
The witch looked at everything in front of her with a sweet smile. She sat in the middle of the demon's brow, and her happy expression seemed like the various disasters, sufferings and destruction she had brought to the world were all manifestations of kindness.
It's like she is fighting for the people who are struggling to survive in this mortal world, the people who have suffered from love and hate, birth and old age, illness and death, and desire in the ruthless years. In this seemingly colorful world but the pain is greater than the joy. In this world, it would be better for those who want to be reborn as soon as possible to get rid of their confusion and attain bliss as soon as possible.
"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. This was probably the last place of resistance in the entire city.
"It seems that Mu Xueqing's aura has disappeared."
The witch closed her eyes, felt it, and shook her head indifferently. She patted the ferocious beast under her and asked with a smile, "You must be envious, right?"
Unfortunately, deep in the core of the demon, Master Jingci has completely lost the ability to respond to her.
"It's really an advantage to her."
The witch curled her lips, then smiled coquettishly and said, "Don't worry, I can't bear to let you die so easily."
The witch's laughter, which seemed like a silver bell, came out with a sense of indifference without joy, just like the devilish expression she showed when she brought the deepest and most painful pain and fear to others with her own hands. Smiling face, cold and not even a hint of warmth.
In response to her, the demon under her obediently lowered her head, roared angrily, and smashed her fists against the formation of the city lord's palace.
The remaining monks in the city lord's palace looked at everything outside the formation in horror. In their shallow knowledge, they had never seen a monster taller than the tallest building in the city. What's more, the thing in front of me is more ferocious, more terrifying, and more alive, and I don't even know what it is called.
But this is also the preciousness of human beings. Even in legends from ancient times, human beings have always been the weakest party.
Those huge gods, giants, and alien species in the wilderness that are even more dangerous than the most dangerous monsters now, and countless countless huge disasters, floods, landslides, and ground cracks, but those who have the last laugh , always seems to be the weakest human being.
This is because even after humans completely lose hope, there will still be a small group of people guarding the light.
As the demon struck several times in succession, cracks began to appear in the hastily renovated formation of the City Lord's Mansion like an egg breaking its shell.
This is the result of the people in the City Lord's Mansion who have been working hard these days to make changes, and finally separated the main formation of the City Lord's Mansion from the city protection formation. Otherwise, they might have been invaded by the witch from the beginning.
But even so, under the brute force of the demons and the gnawing of the dense tide of insects, the formation finally reached its final moment.
In the formation, all the monks who were still alive gathered together.
In this apocalyptic environment, everyone's faces relaxed. Everyone shook hands with each other and encouraged each other. In the end, I didn’t even know who started it, and everyone sang loudly together. It felt like they sang passionately at the celebration banquet after returning from a victorious battle.
When the large formation in the City Lord's Mansion was finally overwhelmed by the last bite of the demonic insects and fell down, the endless demonic insects rushed towards their food happily.
At that moment, these people seemed to have discovered their own destiny. They have no disappointment or despair, and even death cannot take away the unique human things from them.
"God bless you!"
I don’t know who was the first to shout, and then everyone shouted together. The sound was even louder than the roar of the giant demon.
With a sudden push of everyone's tightly held hands, the entire City Lord's Mansion seemed like a phoenix bathing in the sea of fire, stern and beautiful.
And those demonic insects that rushed in were instantly enveloped by these gifts specially prepared for them, and suddenly rushed into the sky. These bugs that despise humans and regard humans as food are like the most fragile and frail things, wailing and being swallowed up by the raging fire.
These demonic insects wailing in the fire, and those people who were also swallowed up by the fire while smiling and shouting, seemed to have become the final footnote of Jixia City.
At this moment, the earth was trembling, and the huge fireworks bursting out seemed to represent death, but also how could it not be like a rebirth?
Youzai literature allows the soul to travel!
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