Doomsday Sanctuary

Liu Zhen still looked around warily, and roared with blood on his face: "Are you there? Come out, come out..."

He didn't see a man in a white shirt standing in the sky above him, hunting in the strong wind of the sky, he couldn't even blow a piece of his shirt.

"look up!"

A faint voice rang above his head.

"You..." Liu Zhen suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and he saw Di Ping at a glance. He was so scared that he raised his gun and stab at Di Ping.

His gun looked like he was about to pierce someone, but the opponent held out his hand and pinched the tip of the gun.

Hum! Suddenly the gun body shook suddenly, an irresistible force bounced his hand away, and he let out a scream.

Looking down, his hands were shattered, the skin was ripped apart and the bones could be seen, but he did not look at his hands at all at this time, but looked at Di Ping in horror.

"It's really you, this... how is it possible that you really become so strong?"

Di Ping ignored him but looked at the dark spear in his hand and said lightly:

"The Tier 4 weapon, the Storm Dragon Spear, is made of wind and thunder and lightning steel as the main material, blended into the blood of thunder and thunder, and depicts wind and thunder runes, tearing runes, and gravity runes. Unfortunately, it could have been a powerful weapon, but it was refined by waste materials. Useless!"

Liu Zhen was even more horrified when he heard this. Di Ping could tell his own Storm Dragon Spear clearly with just one glance. Isn't he a native?

How is it possible to know the refining method of this Tier 4 weapon.

"I'm out, don't you want to kill me?"

Di Ping held the Storm Dragon Spear belonging to Liu Zhen, slowly raised his head to look at him and said lightly.

Under Di Ping's eyes, Liu Zhen was unexpectedly excited, and his eyes moved back in fear.

boom!

The true essence wing shattered and dissipated in the air, but he did not fall, but stood still in the sky. He realized that he couldn't move when he wanted to move, and a powerful and irresistible force killed him. Fixed in the space.

He only felt a strong sense of fear rising from his heart, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Di Ping's spear lightly touched Liu Zhen's body, poof! The tip of the gun was pierced in Liu Zhen's shoulder, blood flowed out immediately, Liu Zhen let out a painful snorted: "You stabbed people like this, I can't stabb you like this!"

puff! It was another shot, this time piercing his right arm!

"Ah!" Liu Zhen let out a scream again, his eyes were full of horror at this time, and he yelled again and again: "No, don't stab anymore!"

"No? I think you just stabbed it very well!" Di Ping smiled faintly, as if he was piercing the mud with his roots, and once again stabbed Liu Zhen on the left arm.

Liu Zhen was really terrified. He felt the endless chill in Di Ping's calm eyes. It seemed that in Di Ping's eyes, he was not a life at all, but something of you.

The blood was flowing out quickly, he seemed to have felt the cold, and the threat of death was getting closer.

"You...can't kill me, our young master won't let you go. If you let me go, I can plead with the young master when you look back, maybe I can spare you!"

Liu Zhen exclaimed in horror.

what! But the next moment, he was shot in the leg again, Di Ping said calmly: "Tymen? Don't let me go? You have to ask me if I let him go!"

Suddenly he shot, bang! One of Liu Zhen's right leg was instantly shattered, revealing a sapphire skeleton, like the sapphire skull that Di Ping had seen in the town demon tower.

what! Liu Zhen let out a miserable scream, his forehead was full of sweat, and his body was like rain. He had been pierced by sweat, accompanied by blood flowing down from the sky, being blown away by the wind, and flying around.

However, Di Ping did not take another shot at him, but said indifferently: "You can enjoy yourself here!"

Speaking of him, he actually fell slowly downward, and Liu Zhen instantly lost all his hearing, sight, and taste, as if he was plunged into the abyss of death. He roared and struggled crazily, but the more so, his blood flowed. The sooner, he felt that his body was losing rapidly.

Di Ping stood in mid-air, looking at the hundreds of thousands of people under the shelter city, and said:

"I'm back!"

His voice resounded like Hong Zhong Dalyu in the sky, as if to announce his return to the world.

"Wow... Welcome to the city lord!"

Suddenly, tens of thousands of soldiers on the top of the city landed on one knee, and their voices were as neat as rehearsals. Each soldier's eyes were looking at the stalwart figure in the sky, with respect and eagerness in his eyes.

"Welcome the city lord!"

Hundreds of thousands of people in the city even learned from the soldiers kneeling one by one.