The fallen demon who died 31 times was more powerful than the ten fallen demons that Nanfeng had hunted before combined.
It's a pity that World 0 is a real world. If you are hit in the head here, it means you are really hit.
The health value can only be used as a reference attribute here. Maybe one day your foot will slip and you will fall to your death.
Of course, for the Chosen One who is already level 30, the chance of falling to death on the spot is lower than the chance of being hit by a meteor.
Unless you wear a certain necklace all the time.
Nanfeng's Dragon Beam Cannon shot directly through the body of the fallen demon, and his heart was broken.
If it were in the virtual world, this shot would trigger a fatal blow.
The fallen demon's health instantly became 1, and then quickly returned to full.
He glanced in the direction of the south wind with some disbelief.
Although my body has not yet returned to its peak, it is already extremely strong. That kid was able to penetrate my body with one move.
With such a powerful attack, the fallen demon doubted that even in his peak state, he might not be able to withstand it.
Even if he could hold it, he would probably be seriously injured.
Unexpectedly, there would be two ridiculously strong chosen ones appearing in this session at the same time.
The fallen demon put away his contempt and became serious.
Long Wudi, who was fighting with him in close combat, his eyes lit up: "This is the right thing to do, it was so embarrassing to fight just now."
Long Wudi shouted loudly and launched all kinds of killing moves, continuing to suppress the fallen demon and beat him up.
The south wind in the distance is quite peaceful. He only needs to fire two shots from time to time to support Long Wudi.
"This is his 32nd life, Soyana said, her previous record was around 40 lives."
"It is estimated that every time the fallen demon is resurrected, its strength will increase significantly."
"I don't know how many soul fragments he has recovered."
Nanfeng set up his gun and opened the panel to ask for information.
Original world number 9.
The Chosen Ones in this world are not very strong. The only Chosen One who has reached level 29 and has full experience has not yet been able to defeat his inner demons.
Kong Xing is also the chosen one in the 3rd theater of the original world No. 9.
Before time travel, he was a salesman. With his super eloquence, he was the best seller every year.
He was about to reach the peak of his life and marry Bai Fumei, but this sudden time travel disrupted his life.
Fortunately, he is extremely adaptable and quickly became involved with the other chosen ones.
Before the beast wave came, he talked with the scholars in the chat channel and persuaded the chosen ones one after another to join the third war zone.
This also greatly increased the combat effectiveness of the third theater.
But the ferocious beast tide still exceeded everyone's expectations.
Without a level 30 strong man standing guard, no matter how many people there are, it is impossible to defend it.
Their camp was breached during the 27th wave of beasts, a large number of chosen ones died, and the camp was full of ferocious beasts.
Kong Xing could only lead the surviving Chosen Ones all the way to the wilderness to pursue the only glimmer of hope.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. We still have a location that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. We can definitely survive the beast tide. Trust me."
Kong Xing kept cheering everyone up.
But when the 28th wave of beasts hit, the heavy rain made them very desperate. Some were washed away by the flood, some got lost in the rain, and some died under the tentacles of Haoyue Shuiling.
The original large force of more than 8,000 people now only has more than 5,000 people left.
"Don't panic, everyone. There are only the last two waves left. We still have more than 5,000 people. We will definitely survive. Trust me."
The 29th wave of sword walkers attacked. They disappeared into the crowd and slaughtered wantonly, with blood flowing like rivers.
Kong Xing roared angrily: "There are less than a hundred ferocious beasts in this wave. We have a huge numerical advantage. Everyone, come with me and kill them."
When the two sides fight in the wilderness, it takes an average of twenty or thirty chosen ones to replace one sword walker. Eighty-one??
By the time the battle was over, there were only more than 2,000 troops left.
The corpses here made everyone extremely sad.
"Why didn't we hide in the hut? Why did we run out?"
"I told you, there's no point in running."
"It's all Kong Xing who killed us all."
Kong Xing's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were a little dazed. He was now doubting whether escaping with the others was the right choice.
If we had been hiding in the hut and defending, we might not have suffered such heavy casualties.
"Jie Jie Jie"
At this moment, the final boss of the beast tide, the Fallen Demon, appeared.
He flapped his fleshy wings and circled twice in the sky, then suddenly landed on the ground, creating a deep pit.
The dust was flying, and the fallen demon was killing everyone in the dust. No one could stop his claws.
Kong Xing shouted: "Everyone come together, the boss is just this one, kill him and we will succeed. Everyone, believe me."
But at this time, how can anyone believe his lies?
"Ah" "Help me" "Run quickly"
Screams were heard one after another, and the Chosen Ones had already disrupted the formation. They were frightened and all wanted to escape from here.
The fallen demon let out a sharp scream, and the powerful sound waves instantly killed a large number of the chosen ones.
Kong Xing's eyes were about to burst. He wiped the blood on his face and rushed towards the fallen demon with a roar.
"You all go away and I'll hold him back."
Kong Xing knew that he could not hold back the fallen demon.
But so many people died because of him, which made Kong Xing lose the face to face other people. Now he just wants to die.
The fallen demon flew towards him with a ferocious smile, its sharp claws glowing with cold light.
But his ferocious expression suddenly calmed down, and the next second, the Fallen Demon fell from the air with a bang and fell in front of Kong Xing, exploding all the equipment on the ground.
Kong Xing froze on the spot.
Who says pie won't fall from the sky?
He raised his head blankly and looked at the sky. World No. 0 was projected in the clouds. The scene inside was Nan Feng and Long Wudi violently beating the fallen demon.
"Did you save me?"
Kong Xing murmured in a low voice: "Thank you."
Scenes like this appear in all major primitive worlds.
Those Chosen Ones who had fallen into despair, those Chosen Ones who were forced into a desperate situation by the Fallen Demon, those Chosen Ones who had given up on themselves, suddenly found that the Fallen Demon died violently in front of them.
There are really miracles in this world
The death of the fallen demon gave all the chosen ones the courage to continue fighting.
World No. 2 Archie: "The cross-world teleportation array in our war zone has been opened. Is there any world that needs support?"
World No. 2023 Neil: "Someone, please come and save the child."
World No. 9 Xiao Angran: "Is there anyone else who needs help? I can go too."
World No. 5 Guan Xianshi: "I can help too."
The top 200 worlds basically have level 30 experts, and some worlds have more than one.
With the addition of these strong men, the lower-ranked worlds have a glimmer of hope.
The chosen ones from different countries, different war zones, and different worlds were united in a rare moment.
For the continuation of civilization.
Original world No. 0.
The fallen demon is resurrected for the 38th time.
As soon as he was revived, he caught Long Wudi's iron fist with his bare hands.
The corners of Long Wudi's mouth raised slightly: "I am becoming more and more resistant to beatings."
The fallen demon laughed ferociously: "The fact that you can kill me so many times is indeed beyond my expectation, but that's all."
"Remember what I said?"
"You're strong, but you can't kill me."
"Really?" The air flow around Long Wudi's body surged, slowly condensing on his fists, "Then watch out, I'm going to use my divine weapon."
"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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