Gunfire rang out
Nanfeng pulled the trigger and shot the fallen demon between the eyebrows.
The expression on the fallen demon's face was frozen, but after only a moment, the big hole between his eyebrows was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Not only his eyebrows, but his damaged body was also healing quickly.
His health points were full again at this moment.
"Ho ho"
The fallen demon stood up and looked at Nanfeng and the two with a sneer on his face: "Now that you know the secret of my resurrection, how dare you kill me? Are you ready to go head-to-head with me at my peak?"
The Fallen Demon naturally heard the conversation between Nanfeng and Long Wudi just now.
He was still a little flustered.
If he cannot die a few more times, he will not be able to take back his soul fragments and his strength will not be able to return to its peak.
When today is over, he will be wiped out by the Chuangshishen system because he failed to complete the task.
While he was still thinking about how he could die a few more times, Nan Feng and the two men changed the subject and suddenly killed him.
This sudden change almost made the fallen demon extremely happy.
"It seems that between the Chosen Ones and ordinary people, you have chosen the Chosen Ones." The Fallen Demon shook his neck and flexed his muscles. "I have to say that this is a wise choice. Only the Chosen Ones can transform your civilization." Keep it going.”
Nanfeng looked at the fallen demon and said, "It seems you know a lot. Can you tell me why we were chosen as the Chosen One? What is the purpose of the people behind the scenes?"
The fallen demon walked slowly towards Nanfeng: "Actually, I don't know much. I can't tell you the answer to your question. As I said just now, I don't know much."
Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, and then blasted the fallen demon's head with a series of shots.
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After death, the fallen demon quickly returned to his peak state. He kept walking and strode towards the south wind.
"Come on, keep killing me."
"I want you to see how strong I was at my peak."
The fallen demon roared, flapped its fleshy wings on its back, and flew quickly towards the south wind.
Long Wudi next to him took a step forward, stood in front of Nanfeng, and kicked the fallen demon dozens of meters away with a flying kick.
But this kick failed to kill him. After landing, the fallen demon quickly got up, but instead of rushing towards Nanfeng and Long Wudi again, he turned around and killed the old man and child on the other side.
The targets of the fallen demons have always been the elderly and children.
Boo hoo hoo
A series of magic bullets were fired, and the fallen demon flying in mid-air was shot down and died again.
A few seconds later, he was resurrected with full health again.
Swish
The fallen demon flapped its wings and charged towards the old man and child in the distance.
But his ankle tightened, and a huge force came from behind, dragging him back and causing him to fall to the ground.
While Long Wudi was ravaging the fallen demon, he said to Nanfeng: "Brother Feng, let's take this guy far away to avoid harming innocent people."
Nanfeng nodded: "Destroy him first, and then leave it to me."
Long Wudi didn't ask why, and quickly crippled all the limbs of the fallen demon, broke all the bones on his body, and then threw it to Nanfeng.
Demon Wings
A pair of devil's wings stretched out from Nanfeng's back. He picked up the fallen devil, which was like a pile of flesh, and flew vertically into the sky.
One hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters
The south wind flew up to an altitude of 10,000 meters. The air here was extremely thin and the temperature was extremely low.
Ordinary people would suffer from lack of oxygen and hypothermia in an instant at this altitude, but for a southerly wind of level 30, this is not a problem at all.
Nan Feng grabbed the Fallen Demon's arm, spun it several times in the air, and threw it away.
call out
The fallen demon was like a meteor, thrown into the depths of the wilderness.
Below, Long Wudi looked in the direction of the fallen demon, turned into a phantom and chased after him. Eighty-one??
Nanfeng also flapped his wings and followed, opening the panel in mid-air and entering the cross-world chat channel.
Someone was with him just now.
Xiao Luo from World No. 9: "Nanfeng, it's strange. One of the fallen demons from World No. 43 suddenly died in front of me. What happened?"
World No. 9 Nanfeng: "Don't be nervous, I used the cross-world electromagnetic orbital shadowless invisible cannon to kill him in seconds."
Audrey from World No. 1749: "A fallen demon also died suddenly in our world."
World South Wind No. 9: "Yes, I did this too."
After teasing the other chosen ones, Nanfeng turned off the panel and accelerated towards the direction of the fallen demon.
It seems that their previous judgment was correct.
As long as you keep killing the fallen demon's body and let him take back the soul fragments, the fallen demons in other worlds will die.
"As long as Long Wudi and I kill fast enough, more of the chosen ones in other worlds will survive."
"What is this called besieging Wei to save Zhao Sheng, attacking from the east to the west to save the country?"
"Inexplicably, I became a superhero who saved the world."
Nan Feng snapped his fingers and landed quickly.
Long Wudi was 200 meters in front of him, killing the newly resurrected fallen demon again.
"Brother Long, continue"
Nanfeng threw out a tactical earphone, and Long Wudi reached out to catch it and put it in his ear.
"Brother Feng, you have so much equipment. Could it be that the divine weapon you awakened is Doraemon's dimensional pocket?"
"Haha, almost."
Nanfeng did not continue to approach the battlefield. Instead, he retreated 200 meters and set up a sniper for Long Wudi in the distance.
The two of them, one in melee and one in range, are both the strongest in their respective worlds. Although it is their first time to cooperate, they still have a good understanding.
Under their combined forces, the fallen demon would be beaten to death if he couldn't hold on for more than a few seconds.
After about the tenth time, the fallen demon's strength had significantly increased, but it was still no match for Nan Feng and Long Wudi.
On the twentieth death, the Fallen Demon began to glow with a gloomy red light, his eyes were blazing with fire, and his strength increased greatly again.
This also made Long Wudi become a little more serious.
After the thirtieth death, the Fallen Demon's body became extremely tough, and Nanfeng's magic bullets could no longer penetrate his muscles.
His strength has also been greatly enhanced, and he can now go head-to-head with Long Wudi.
This time, it took Nanfeng and the two men a full 3 minutes to kill him.
"Ho ho ho"
"Is this the only level of your strength?"
"Then I'm going to start fighting back."
Resurrected again, the fallen demon was confident and showed disdain.
As long as he dies one or two more times and recovers some of the soul fragments, he will be confident that he can kill these two chosen ones.
boom
A light blue beam of light struck, piercing the body of the fallen demon.
The fallen demon looked in disbelief.
What's going on? This is
Weren't you scraping him just now? Why did the damage suddenly become so high?
Open temporarily
A few hundred meters away, Nanfeng blew gently at the muzzle of the gun.
"I haven't used the skills yet, and I don't know what you are pretending to be."
"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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