The drought demon was born, and the red land was thousands of miles away.
The terrifying high temperature swept across the entire island, and even the lake water around the island began to bubble.
The current lake water is like boiling water in a pot, constantly rolling, water vapor floating on the surface of the lake, and blisters will appear if you touch it even slightly.
Even Nanfeng and Sword Walker, who were more than 300 meters away, felt this high temperature.
"Sheila Sheila"
The sword walker became even more crazy. He ignored the south wind in front of him and turned around to return to the island.
But how could Nanfeng give him a chance?
Boom boom boom
The desert eagle roars.
Nanfeng chased after him and fired several shots. The bruised sword walker could no longer hold on and collapsed.
"Easy fix."
Nanfeng exhaled a breath of turbid air, ate some Qi and Blood Fruits, and then simply treated the wounds on his body to avoid losing too much blood.
Then Nanfeng picked up all the items exploded by the Sword Walker.
Ding you get 10 Lightning Beads
Ding, you got purple treasure chest 1??
Nanfeng did not take a closer look, but put all these items into his backpack, then turned to look in the direction of the island.
At this time, a raging fire was already igniting on the island, and the plants on the island were all ablaze. The ferocious beasts driven by the demonic creatures were roaring and screaming crazily, trying to escape from here.
But the water in the lake is too hot and I can’t get my feet in.
These ferocious beasts were like ants on a hot pot, spinning around in a hurry.
Xiaonan's voice came from the earphones: "Brother, throw a few grenades over here. It's a lot of experience."
Nanfeng's eyes lit up.
He hurriedly went down the mountain and came to a position about 100 meters outside the island. He raised his hand and threw a few grenades in. Nanfeng's current arm strength could only throw them so far, and he could not control the accuracy.
However, the island is full of ferocious beasts, so there is no need for precision. If you throw them casually, you can blow up a large area.
"The grenade range is still too small, throw another flash bomb over it."
The range of flash bombs is very large, and although the damage is pitifully low, it does damage.
As long as Nanfeng causes damage to these ferocious beasts, Nanfeng can gain experience after Xiaonan kills them.
After throwing the flash bomb, Nanfeng quickly retreated far away.
There's nothing I can do, it's too hot nearby and there's no way anyone can stand there.
Under this terrifying high temperature, the ferocious beasts began to die one after another, first the low-level ferocious beasts, then the high-level ones, the elite-level ones, and finally the lord-level ones.
Half an hour later, there was no other life on the island except Xiao Nan.
Seeing that the temperature had dropped, Nan Feng came to the edge of the lake and launched his climbing flying claws to pull Xiao Nan over.
At this time, Xiaonan's face was pale, her head was shaking bit by bit, and she seemed extremely tired.
Nan Feng's face changed slightly: "Xiao Nan, what's going on with you?"
Xiaonan's voice was very low: "I'm so tired. I've consumed too much. I might have to wash it off."
Nan Feng: "Oh, then just die. I thought it was a big deal."
For Xiaonan, isn't death just like eating? She experiences it several times every day.
It's not a big deal if you die once, just think of it as falling asleep.
Suddenly, Nan Feng remembered something and looked at Xiao Nan's left arm: "Let me see, didn't your hand grow back after it was cut off?"
Xiaonan shook his head: "No, I took it."
"It's a great connection." Nanfeng gave a thumbs up and asked, "By the way, do you know what rituals these demon creatures are performing?"
Xiaonan rolled her eyes at Nanfeng: "I knew it originally, but you came here to cause trouble, but now I don't know."
"It's my fault."
Nanfeng shrugged, forget it, don't care what they are doing.
Now the entire island has turned into a barbecue stall, and there is a smell of barbecue, so no ceremony can be held.
Xiaonan rubbed her eyes and raised her hands high: "I really want to sleep."
The burning of the island this time seemed to consume too much of Xiaonan's strength. Her eyes narrowed and she might fall to the ground and fall asleep at any time.
"Okay, okay, let's go home and sleep."
Nanfeng knelt down, carried Xiaonan on his back, and strode back to Nancheng.
As soon as he took two steps, the sound of Xiaonan's even breathing came from behind.
She fell asleep.
When the south wind returned to Nancheng, the sky was already slightly bright.
It's 6 o'clock sharp in the morning.
There are still 42 hours until the arrival of the large beast tide.
After just one night, the number of chosen ones in South City doubled.
The Chosen Ones from District 17 and District 6 join, making Nancheng even more powerful.
But similarly, there are more and more ferocious beasts outside Nancheng, and more ferocious beasts are coming from far away.
Nancheng was tightly surrounded and was about to become an isolated city.
Boom boom boom
Nan Feng carried Xiao Nan on his back, holding the Desert Eagle, and fought his way in from outside the city.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Luo, Xu Ming and others hurriedly came over to assist and protect Nanfeng from returning to the city safely.
"Phew, finally home."
Nanfeng first sent Xiaonan back to the hut to rest, and then came to the central square.
There are many chosen ones gathered in the central square. Xiao Luo, Su Zeran, Cheng Mo, Xiao Angran, Ye Piaoling, Lin Tianqi, etc. are all top experts in each war zone.
They are discussing the matter of defending Nancheng.
Nanfeng couldn't get involved in this kind of strategic matter, and he didn't bother to deal with it, so he simply left it to Su Zeran and others to discuss.
He went to the cafeteria and brought him a bowl of wild mushroom porridge, squatted aside and savored it while listening to their strategies.
Xiao Angran: "Just leave the east side to our District 17. My brothers have a tacit understanding of cooperation and should be able to hold it."
Cheng Mo: "Then leave the north to us in Area 68. As long as no level 30 ferocious beasts come, we won't have a big problem taking it in."
Ye Piaoling stroked the head of the doll in his arms and said softly: "Let's defend the west side of District 113 and District 3 together. If we can't hold it by then, you have to come over and help."
Su Zeran smiled calmly: "Miss Piaoling is joking, I will help you without you having to say anything."
Nan Feng, who was drinking porridge, raised his eyebrows, "Good guy, I will also help."
This doesn't fit Su Zeran's style.
Recently, the brothers in Nancheng gave Su Zeran the nickname Commander Quanshui.
Because in most cases, Su Zeran would only find a geomantic place to take command and never go to the battlefield in person.
The last time Nanfeng saw Su Zeran holding a knife was when he was in the Spider Cave.
He glanced at Su Zeran and Ye Piaoling calmly, and found that the two of them actually looked at each other and smiled.
There is definitely a situation
You Su Zeran, how long have you been picking up girls?
Didn’t you see that I, the Lord of South City, the super invincible sniper, and the number 9 strongest man in the world, am still single?
How dare you?
The more Nanfeng thought about it, the angrier he became, and he drank half a bowl of porridge in one go.
On the other side, Su Zeran was still arranging tasks: "Miss Piaoling, we have too few priests in District 527, so we need to borrow a few from your war zone. Of course, I will also send a team to your west gate to help defend."
Ye Piaoling smiled slightly: "No problem."
Su Zeran: "Brother Cheng Mo, you can fly. I need you to share more of the investigation mission."
Cheng Mo nodded: "Okay."
Su Zeran: "I will organize two more fire-fighting teams. If any of you can't hold on, they will go over to help."
"With Nancheng's current combat power, it shouldn't be difficult for us to defend the beast tide."
"Now there is one last question, which is the level 30 final boss."
When Su Zeran said this, everyone pretended to be over the top and looked at Nanfeng who was squatting on the ground drinking porridge.
South wind: "burp"
"Brother Shen"
"Um"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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