Boo hoo hoo
The fallen demon, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, was shot three times by Nanfeng in an instant.
But the magic bullet also shattered the ice on the fallen demon's body, allowing him to regain the ability to move.
But his movements were still slow.
"It seems that after the enemy is hung with water, the power of the freezing bomb can be doubled several times."
Nanfeng stepped back quickly, keeping a distance from the fallen demon. At the same time, he took out a grenade from his backpack and held it in his hand.
He gave Xiaonan 6 grenades, and he only had 2 left on him.
But that's enough.
His current output is high enough that it doesn't matter whether he has grenades or not.
咻咻
Nanfeng held the gun in one hand, and Barret roared continuously, opening bloody holes one after another in the fallen demon's body.
"Ahhh"
The fallen demon screamed, the muscles on his back flexed, and he flapped his two fleshy wings, ready to fly into the sky.
Attack from a high position, this is the strategy of fallen demons when facing powerful enemies.
But Nanfeng has already hunted and killed 5 fallen demons, so he still doesn’t know what is going on in his little head.
Before the fallen demon took off, several big holes were blasted out of his flesh wings by Barrett.
Wings leaking
Can't fly anymore
"Roar"
With its wings destroyed, the fallen demon could only roar and stride towards the south wind, preparing for a hand-to-hand fight.
As soon as he got close to Nanfeng, he heard a loud bang, his face hurt, and his body felt a little numb.
Nanfeng's grenade has long been upgraded to a high-explosive electromagnetic grenade. The explosion has an electromagnetic effect and can temporarily paralyze the enemy.
This paralysis lasted only a short time, but it was enough for Nanfeng to fire seven or eight shots, which made the fallen demon extremely furious.
After the paralysis time finally passed, the fallen demon exerted force on his feet and pounced towards Nanfeng, hoping to give him a claw.
But a pair of wings suddenly grew out of Nanfeng's back, and he flew into the sky in a flash.
"Unexpectedly, I can also fly."
In mid-air, Nanfeng switched out Golden Gatling and started a new round of crazy shooting.
Below, the fallen demon opened his mouth and let out a roar, then pointed a claw towards the south wind in mid-air.
Hollowclaw
This claw spanned a distance of tens of meters and hit Nanfeng's heart directly.
But Nanfeng knew what he was going to do the moment he raised his hand. He flapped his little wings twice and easily avoided the attack.
Every move made by the fallen demon was completely controlled by Nanfeng.
He didn't even use the Dragon Beam Cannon to kill the fallen demon.
"Well"
The fallen demon was helpless and furious, and finally fell to the ground unwillingly.
His originally ferocious face regained its composure instantly after death.
"The sixth one."
Nanfeng landed and put all the loot that exploded into his backpack.
"If I guess correctly, it is impossible for me to get A-level equipment out of these three red treasure chests."
Nanfeng opened the treasure chest decisively, and it turned out to be three pieces of B-level equipment.
This time it was even more outrageous, it turned out to be three pieces of B-level inferior equipment.
Telele's.
"It seems that my chance encounter with this fallen demon has used up all my luck."
Nanfeng looked down at the lucky amulet hanging around his neck, and roughly understood how it worked.
To put it simply, after triggering good luck, you will be unlucky for a period of time.
As for how long the bad luck will last, the south wind is probably related to the degree of good luck and the degree of bad luck.
For example, if a piece of sssss level equipment is found when opening the box, he may be unlucky for several years.
Even decades
Shaking his head, Nanfeng put these three pieces of equipment into his backpack and continued running towards the first battle area.
On the way, Nanfeng even deliberately made himself fall twice, trying to see if this method could offset some bad luck.
Original world No. 9, War Zone 1.
On the top of the mountain, the camp of Liming Village.
The Chosen Ones in the first battle area are fighting hard to kill the ferocious beasts that came to attack the city.
Catherine defended a city wall alone, and all the attacking beasts became their dead souls under her sword.
Her eyes were cold, looking down the mountain.
There, eight demon captains were slowly approaching the mountain, carrying the beast bone throne.
The one on the beast bone throne is naturally the fallen demon.
He wants to prepare to attack the city himself
Unable to let him get any closer, Catherine looked back at the Chosen One in Dawn Village behind her.
If the fallen demons were to kill them, these people would be killed instantly.
Even if Catherine can stop the fallen demons, the aftermath of the battle alone can kill them.
The best option now is to move the battlefield farther away and deal with this fallen demon far away from Dawn Village.
But the people in the village had been fighting intensely for more than ten hours, and they were all exhausted by this time.
Once Catherine leaves, they will have to dedicate some people to defend the wall, which will put even more pressure on them.
This was a bit nerve-wracking for Catherine.
Fortunately, at this time, Nanfeng's voice rang in her ears: "Hey, hey, hey, little beauty, where is the fallen devil?"
Catherine breathed a sigh of relief and tapped the tactical earphones: "At the bottom of the mountain, coordinates"
When Sikong Boxue invaded the first theater, Nanfeng gave Catherine a tactical headset and never took it back.
Naturally, Catherine kept wearing it and had no intention of returning it to Nanfeng.
"Let me see. Well, I found it."
In the earphones, Nanfeng's voice was calm and steady, which made Catherine feel at ease.
Who wouldn't feel at ease with such a strong man by your side?
Catherine whispered: "What should I do?"
Nanfeng: "You don't have to do anything, just stare at the fallen demon with your big eyes."
Catherine frowned slightly, not quite understanding what Nanfeng meant.
But she didn't ask any more questions, and quickly came to the edge of the cliff, staring coldly at the fallen demon at the foot of the mountain with her beautiful eyes.
"Yes, that's it. Staring at him like he's looking at garbage."
At the foot of the mountain, the fallen demon on the beast bone throne noticed Catherine's gaze, raised his head and stared back.
The eyes of both parties collided, arrows and crossbows were drawn, and no one was afraid of the other.
5 seconds, 10 seconds, 20 seconds
"Let's go"
The sound of the south wind came from Catherine's earphones, and immediately a light blue beam of light hit the fallen devil's temple from the hill on the side.
Unable to dodge
The speed of the Youlong Beam Cannon was so fast that the Fallen Demon had no time to react and was shot in the head.
Wow
brain splash
This cannon smashed half of the fallen demon's head and knocked out nearly 80 of his health points.
It's a pity that it didn't trigger a fatal blow, otherwise it would have been killed instantly.
The fallen demon instantly fell into madness, bared its teeth and claws, and launched indiscriminate attacks on the surroundings.
The eight demon captains who carried the throne for him were torn into pieces.
The fallen demon's face was blown away by the south wind, and he couldn't see anything. He could only rely on his feelings to judge whether there was anyone around him.
He wanted to find the person who attacked him and kill him, but Nanfeng was a thousand meters away. How could he find him?
Brains were splattering, and the fallen demon's health kept dropping. It soon returned to zero and fell to the ground.
He never let out a roar until his death.
Because his mouth was also shot by Nan Feng.
"The seventh one, done."
In the distance, Nanfeng picked up Barret and rushed towards the fallen demon's body as fast as possible.
Pick up equipment
"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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