Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 189 Battle in the Outer City
Zhuge Qing summoned thunder to fight against his inner misfortune, leisurely strolling through the crisis to control everything.

Minglan holds a scimitar and is tall, facing the desolate yellow sand without fear. The pride of a desert girl is clearly reflected in her.

Zhou Li was hiding behind Zhuge Qing on the side. The dog was sneaky and didn't look like a good person.

"Is such that."

Hiding behind Zhuge Qing's loose Taoist robes and looking at the other party's dumbfounded expression, Zhou Li said calmly: "When you gods fight, the only difference between me, a third-grade imbecile, and a corpse is that I can bark like a dog, but a corpse cannot."

"There is no need for this, Mr. Zhou, I have been using Taoism to protect you."

Zhuge Qing comforted her gently, saying that she had great patience towards Zhou Li: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, the path will definitely protect your safety. Before I die of exhaustion..."

Before Zhuge Qing could continue speaking, Zhou Li burst out for the first time with unprecedented execution and courage, and directly covered Zhuge Qing's mouth. He stared at Zhuge Qing's surprised and shy eyes, serious He solemnly said:
"Taoist Master, I have received your thoughts. There is not much to say. I will kneel down first to respect you."

Kuangdang knelt on the sand for a moment, then straightened up like a spring.Zhuge Qing and Minglan beside him couldn't understand what Zhou Li did. They looked at each other and saw the worry and emotion in each other's eyes.

The environment is too high-pressure, which is suffocating for children.

But Zhou Li's interruption also relaxed the originally solemn atmosphere a lot. The three of them looked at the increasingly approaching ancient battlefield not far away. The heat and blood caused by the fighting rushed towards their faces, vaguely, The sounds of war rang in their ears.

"Protect the altar!"

Faintly, Tanan heard thunder in the distance.But he couldn't distract his attention at all. As a soldier of the Guards, he was promoted three levels in a row in just one day, from the original master to the master of a thousand swords.

Of course, the price is that the original 1000-strong Scimitar Army is down to the last twelve.

After taking over the long knife that was stained with blood and yellow sand, Tanan with green eyes shouted these words in a voice like a broken bellows.The original color of his gray short robe can no longer be seen.

Behind Tanan is a small altar made of gems. The priest in white behind the altar holds the scepter tightly, trying hard to make the gem in the center of the altar emit moonlight that disperses the yellow sand.

Zombie screamed and rushed towards the altar, but every time he was cut off by the man who looked to be on the verge of collapse.He stood on the hill where corpses were piled up, and every breath he took brought some corpse energy to his body that was on the verge of collapse.

"Mian!"

After cutting off a stiff tongue again, Tanan roared behind him: "Let the priest retreat! Xiapi can't be saved!"

"Mian!"

"Mian is dead, a thousand swords are long."

A thin boy wearing light armor stumbled out from the side, his voice hoarse: "I am very tall now."

"Take the priest and go!"

Unable to think about his dead brother, Tananna's already stiff mind only had his last mission left in his mind, "All the living people will escort the priest and shoot through my brainstem a hundred steps later!"

Two seemingly unrelated orders were actually the most perfect solution that this man came up with at the last moment.The dead zombie beside him was a comrade he could trust behind more than 20 minutes ago.And the female zombie who screamed crazily at him was once his lover.

Therefore, Tanan knew that as soon as the breath in his chest was released, he would raise his scimitar, turn around, and chop at his comrades.

After the young man heard the order, he had no time to be sad or question it. After cutting off a pair of sharp claws that almost touched the priest, he gritted his teeth, turned around, put the stowed altar into his arms, and protected the priest. Back away.

It seems... gone far away.After a breath, Tanan felt that his hands had been burned to ashes by the boiling blood.He resisted the desire to vomit, lowered his head, and saw the monster's claws that had been filled with scarlet lines.

wrong.

One hundred steps... too late.

Kill me now.

"Kill...roar...roar!!!"

Painful and crazy roars came from the gray and strange mouth. He screamed again in disbelief, but the monster's roar appeared in his ears again.

The desire for blood and the desire to surrender to the king in the yellow sand who was hammering the city wall crazily eroded every nerve in Tanan.He began to find that he could no longer remember his appearance, he had forgotten Loulan's words, and he had forgotten human instinct.

The corners of the young man's eyes were blurred by the blood-colored water. He could no longer tell whether it was blood or tears. He just mechanically escorted the silent priests in front of him, and tried his best to kill the zombies with his knife.

He did not look behind him. He did not dare to look at the scene where his once majestic father was swallowed up by the zombies. He also believed that his father would give him the last chance.

He believed that Loulan had not yet reached the point of extinction.

"Roar!!!"

The terrifying roar sounded again, louder and more terrifying than ever before.At this time, the gate of the middle city had appeared in the young man's field of vision, dozens of steps away, not too far away.

But it's like a ravine in the sky.

The stench of blood, sharp claws, and a strange aura appeared behind the boy in just a few seconds.With a desperate roar, the young man threw the altar forward with all his strength. Then he stood there, waiting for death to come, hoping that his life would buy the priest even a second.

The sound of flesh and bones tearing apart was harsh.

The young man turned around blankly. The familiar yet unfamiliar father's chest had been penetrated by a scimitar. His green eyes were full of bloodlust and murderous intent, but they had lost all their luster.

"Soldier, return to the city and stand by."

Minglan drew out her long knife and brought out a burst of blood.She stretched out her hand, picked up the soldier who fell to the ground, turned around, and left a few words.

"His neck has been torn apart by himself. Even without me, he can't kill you."

The young man's pupils suddenly dilated, but his body stood up instinctively. After engraving the corpse in his mind with one glance, he stumbled and ran towards the city.

"It's a bit late."

Looking at the nearly occupied outer city, Zhuge Qing sighed softly, his eyes filled with helplessness.

The yellow sand on the outside is an obstacle and even more distressing.If Zhou Li hadn't enlightened her with a few simple words and made her recognize her inner demons, Zhuge Qing might not have been able to protect the three of them into the battlefield.

I owe more and more to Mr. Zhou...
Zhuge Qing summoned the Thunder of Awakening Zhe to destroy the zombies, but felt helpless in his heart.

(End of this chapter)