One Step to The End: 0212 The Sound of Demon Breaking
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"Boom boom..."
The blood that has been killed on the battlefield flows into rivers, and tens of thousands of corpse soldiers are madly killing each other. The strong are strangling the weak like a meat grinder, and the weak are fighting back frantically, and they would rather bite the opponent.
The little demon kings of the purple fire level are all mad, shuttled around in the fog looking for hidden enemies, and Qing Ming standing on the mound is almost crazy.
Fortunately, she did not bring back her own guards this time. Although these are the elite of her men, the loss is not too big for her, but the loss is really useless. The enemy is nowhere to be found.
"Where is Zhao Guanren? Why isn't he here..."
Qing Ming squeezed his fists and roared angrily. The white mist that dispelled was about to cover the battlefield again. Except for Xuan Ye’s Mist Hidden Corps, the dense fog has certain obstacles to any corpse soldiers. After a while, It is even more difficult to find the enemy.
"Master! Let's go, what use can he be a human being..."
A hunk man knelt on the ground and began to beg, and all the purple fire generals were unlucky people who were killed, and the loss would be even greater if they didn't go.
"Oh~"
Qing Ming closed her eyes and sighed in humiliation. In fact, she didn't know why she would think of Zhao Guanren when moving rescue soldiers. She could only wave her hand in frustration: "Let me inform Siming, I have failed, let him go ……"
"If I were a DJ, would you love me, would you love me..."
Suddenly!
A burst of popular dance music overwhelmed the sound of Pipa, and the corpse soldiers on the battlefield were stunned, but Pipa immediately increased the volume again, as if she was unwilling to lose to the pop.
"Sample! Dare to sing with my little electric buttocks dancer, you are so tender, please cheer me up..."
Zhao Guanren’s voice resounded through the loud speakers. Not only did the volume suddenly doubled, there were even bright lights flashing in the fog, and the popular dance music suddenly changed and became more earthy. More vulgar and more explosive.
"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with my heart..."
"Wrong! This song is not good enough..."
"Calories! Calories! Burn my calories..."
A small box with a loud noise drove over. The carriage was covered with a poster of "Longge Country Big Stage". The door on one side was also opened, with spotlights, colored lights, and laser lights. It was all turned on, and dozens of people with big and small speakers shook their eardrums with pain.
"Ga~"
The small truck suddenly trapped a ditch. It was really "calorie", but this did not affect DJ Zhao’s talents. He was standing in the car with a headset, his buttocks twisted coquettishly, his hands were not. Stopped the "kicking chiku" playing DJ tuning.
"It's so cold! I play mud in the Northeast, although the Northeast is not big..."
The music changed abruptly again. Not only did the corpse soldiers stop fighting one after another, but several little demon kings were also infected by music, and their heads stretched out like a tortoise. It is true that music has no borders, and so is the kingdom of the dead. Love music.
"Dangdangbang! Dangdangbang..."
Suddenly the pipa broke the sound, and the song "I'm playing in the mud in the northeast" went off the track. I couldn't tune it back no matter how I played it. I forgot the original song after playing it twice. The mess, finally made all the corpse soldiers completely awake.
"Crack~"
Zhao Guanren pressed a button abruptly, and the blast of music stopped suddenly, but there was a weird smile in the speaker: "There will be results for every cause, and your retribution is me, huh~"
"Puff~"
The sound of a spurt of old blood sounded from behind. Qing Ming and others looked back in shock. The woman in red appeared in the distance again, but she vomited black blood in her mouth while holding the Pipa, and asked with a trembling voice: "You...who are you, what the **** are you playing?"
"I'm a little electric hip dancer who kills all people by sea, land and air, and eats all men and demons, oh liquid..."
Zhao Guanren pouted and patted his hips coquettishly, and the dead clan thirteen hairpin also jumped out of the car, waving red
The color handkerchief shouted in unison: "Master, you are the most handsome, and the master is the most sassy. I love you and love you!"
"Oh~"
Qing Ming covered her mouth and almost vomited it out, but the woman in red roared again: "Don’t want to lie to me, you are clearly a Contra. It’s not so easy to take back my lord’s coffin. We won’t let any People pass, you all wait to die!"
"Why call me Contra..."
Zhao Guanren jumped out of the car abruptly. Naturally, what the other party said was not a video game. What's more, Palace Master Yuxiao also said this word, plus his ability to borrow his life, it seems that the Dark Demons knew him a long time ago. Is secretive.
"You..."
Qing Ming was stunned for a moment. Zhao Guanren didn't look at the woman in red, but at her side, but she reacted immediately and slammed her fist and shouted, "There!"
"Hey~"
Dozens of little demon kings shot at the same time, completely covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters. Under the full firepower, the sky and the earth broke again, and dust rose into the sky.
"Fuck me!"
Zhao Guanren was shocked abruptly. Thirteen hairpins immediately rushed over to help him cover the mud, but he shouted in angrily: "Qing Xiaoming! You have a bubble in your brain, she still has an accomplice, hit How can she ask if she is dead, let her die soon!"
"Ah~"
A stern scream came from the front, and a huge phantom suddenly appeared in the dust. Although she could not see her body, the dust outlined a rough outline, which reached hundreds of meters high and howled sharply. Shouted: "Contra! I want your life!"
"Not good! Ancient heroic soul, hurry up..."
Qing Ming hurriedly looked back at Zhao Guanren, who knew that the goods had already slipped first. The thirteen hairpins who ran with him quickly, even the head of Lu who was driving were taken away, and a group of people disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the mist, even she was almost ashamed.
"Hey~"
A huge explosion suddenly shook dozens of little demon kings, and Qing Ming hurriedly raised his sword to block her. Unexpectedly, a brutal force even knocked her into the air, and fell into the cavalry camp.
"Master!"
The corpse soldiers and corpses quickly helped her up, but Qing Ming looked forward in shock. A nine-headed black snake like a dragon appeared in front, and nine large snakes covered the sky with their heads high. Day, but all kinds of huge phantoms appeared one after another around.
"Well! The Dark Demon's guards are all ancient heroic souls..."
Qing Ming's expression changed in horror, and the corpses who had opened up Lingzhi were also in horror. Hundreds of huge heroic souls surrounded them, and there was a fierce general who was holding a double axe but without a head, and howled: "Where is the Contra dog, hurry up and eat it!"
"噌~"
Qing Ming pulled out the black knife inserted on the ground, pointed forward and said loudly: "All soldiers listen to the order, immediately mobilize all horses, and rush to the bone altar at all costs!"
"Yes!"
How dare the generals question her orders, immediately mobilized the remnants and defeated generals to start a charge, the low-minded corpse soldiers care about life and death, as long as they have orders, they dared to rush forward.
"Master!"
A fierce man said anxiously: "These ancient heroic souls all possess the strength of the white fire class. We should go back and break through. Maybe there are more powerful heroic souls guarding the altar. Wouldn't it be death by rushing over? "
"Idiot! I want to attract all the heroic souls..."
Qing Ming said sternly: "Go get Zhao Guanren back and let the Golden Dragon Cavalry Group attack from the east. Let's take Zhao Guanren and go around. Their back defenses must be empty now. As long as you can open the black devil's coffin board, No matter how much the loss is, it’s worth it, go!"
"Yes!"
Several little demon kings immediately rushed into the fog. It turned out that Qing Ming wanted to sacrifice the entire army to hold the Dark Demon's corps. This trick is not cruel, but it is not even a fart to the dead. Forget it, the zombies themselves don't care about the life and death of their companions.
"Go!!!!"
Golden Dragon Horse
The corps rushed over, and the infantry reserve team was all brought over by them, but they didn’t see Long Zhentian wearing the golden armor, and all his lieutenants were gone. There were only a few who led the charge. It's just a little general.
"Boom boom..."
The heroic soul and the dead race are completely insane tactics. The smashing of the horses and horses is only a small scene, and the terrifying heroic soul will kill a large piece of it in a flash.
The whole ground was shattered together, blasting the broken people and horses into the sky. Dozens of little demon kings could fight together to resist. At most, they could only injure a few weakest heroic souls. A large number of people and horses rushed over. To die.
There is no gunpowder in the war of the dead, but the mud and dust have replaced them, and the concentration even exceeds the fog. The entire fog area seems to have a sandstorm. Nanta.
"Where is Zhao Guanren, who saw them..."
Several fierce men rushed out of the encirclement, but the corpse soldiers and corpses all shook their heads. They could only continue to run forward angrily, and finally found a group of Long Zhentian, waving weapons on the outskirts of the battlefield. , The fake model screamed to kill.
"What are you doing? Why don't you rush over..."
Several hunk men ran over inexplicably, and Long Zhentian actually "was out of breath" and said, "We are fighting with heroic souls. They are too high for you to see. You just ran away two of them. Hurry up. Leave, it's dangerous here!"
"Nonsense! There is no hero here, where is Zhao Guanren..."
A hunk grabbed him in anger, but Long Zhentian said depressed: "I don't know, our task now is to help you break through, not to take care of Zhao Guanren. Besides, he is a prisoner, so messy. Does he wait to die if he doesn't run?"
"Zhao Guanren! Don't run..."
Suddenly someone yelled in the smoke and dust, and several hunks hurriedly shot over. Long Zhentian smiled slyly and yelled: "All of them charge with me, save the master! Kill the hero!"
"Go!"
Dozens of little demon kings yelled and charged, but they just approached the battle circle and fell down, lying in the dust and never getting up again. Someone whispered: "Zhao Guanren is right, Qing Ming. Is to kill us and make her herself!"
"Which demon king is not so high..."
Long Zhentian lay on the ground and said: "In the past, we were stupid. We only knew that we could be a demon king if we were strong. But when Zhao Guanren said today, I realized that whenever someone approaches the devil’s strength, it’s not death. If she is missing, Qing Ming will not let people surpass her!"
"Boom~"
A purple-eyed warrior suddenly flew upside down, and a dozen of his men jumped over to lie down with him, and others smeared a handful of corpse blood on their faces.
Long Zhentian immediately frightened and said: "You are blind, die a little farther, there are already people dead here!"
"Huh? You are also pretending to be dead..."
The purple-eyed warrior looked at him in surprise, closed his eyes and said, “It’s not bad for a few of us to die so many. Didn’t Zhao Guanren say it, eat chicken poorly, express rich express, be meticulous, and live longer. Whoever can win the battle is the winner!"
"What's the matter, why didn't everything move..."
Qing Ming, who was deeply encircled, was surprised to find that the generals were "seriously injured and unconscious", no matter how she urged them, they did not respond.
But she couldn't think of killing her. In just half a day, Zhao Guanren not only taught a large number of little demon kings, but also allowed their IQ to increase linearly.
"I'm drunk alone, seven or eight little ladies put me to sleep..."
Zhao Guanren was riding a corpse horse and humming a song. Not only did he get back his soul-killing knife, he even stole Qingming’s Xuanming sword. Everyone under him was a corpse horse. A hundred pawns opened their way in front, circling towards the altar of bones.
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