No matter how tragic the battle is, life will continue.

Sorry, the mad lion, is the editor of "Eternal Life Tabloid" based in Xuan Yuexing.

"Eternal Life Tabloid" recruited a large number of journalists from all ethnic groups in the eternal life community to provide them with news.

Sorry was looking out the window shiveringly.

He is now staying in the office building of "Eternal Life Tabloid".

This building, located in the west of the center of Roth Town, was protected from the disaster of war because of the guarding circle installed by the monks.

Every office here is crowded with frightened lion people.

Among these people, some are employees who originally worked in the building, but have stayed here for various reasons.

Some are homeless people scattered from all over the city. At this moment, there is no complete block in Roth City. Every street and every building is a battlefield.

Looking from the building, there are still many people in the residential building not far away.

The war is raging outside, and the wild lions who have nowhere to go can only stay at home and gamble on luck, praying that the devil will not patronize themselves.

Very helpless and very realistic.

Even if you are going to die, die at home, and be caught from the house by the devil when you don’t know, it’s far better than being outside.

Now, everyone is squeezed on the windowsill, quietly watching everything that happened in the distance.

Their gaze 08 was horrified and numb. No one knows how long they can stay here, or at which second their life will come to an abrupt end.

The demon army in the distance was raging like a tide.

It was a completely inhuman slaughter! Wherever they went, corpses were everywhere.

The demons don't care about men, women, children, soldiers or civilians.

To vent their desire to kill is what they are most willing to do.

Slaughter, arson, and devoured!

Seeing the living beings in the distant blocks fell silently, blood flowed into rivers.

The wild lions bit their lips tightly and couldn't help crying.

They have never seen hell before, and now they have seen it.

A hell full of blood and flames!

The tide of demons is surging towards this side.

All eyes were filled with despair.

The sound of prayer in Sori's ear has not been cut off.

Everyone is praying.

Pray that someone can stop the devil's army, and pray that you can save a life.

Although people know that their prayers are a kind of extravagant hope, they still prayed wholeheartedly.

That is their last hope.

The demons were chasing the people who were fleeing in panic, and the screams and the howling of the demons were getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, a group of monks wearing white clothes and carrying long swords emerged from nowhere and reached the front of the demon army.

Finally, the tide of demons turned towards the intersection and surged towards this side.

Amidst the explosions and screams, these monks in white clothes remained silent and did not move at all.

They are like a lifeless embankment built on a huge stone base, waiting for the flood.

The crowd running at the forefront passed through the line of defense arranged by the monks in white.

There are people falling down in the running.

Furiously giant demon, silently white monk.

The two sides did not conflict in this static picture.

The demons did not attack the line of defense, and the monks did not intend to do anything.

Until, a crazy demon threw a corpse in front of the monks.

Everyone's hearts almost sank to the bottom of the sea at that moment.

They stand taller, so they see farther.

In the distance, an army of demons swarmed over their sights.

Everyone knows that the demon is provoking, but no one has the slightest emotion of anger. There is land, just endless sorrow.

What can those little dwarfs carrying swords do?

At that moment, there was a dead silence.

In everyone's eyes, time seemed to be stagnant, and only the huge demon that swaggered back in his pupils remained.

Sorry heard someone talking in a low voice beside him, which was almost crazy.

"Kill him, kill him!"

This sound is like a curse.

At that moment, Sorry seemed to be in a trance, hearing countless such voices.

Among them, including his own, that is not expectation, it is just a kind of vent.

No one thought that after a few seconds, the curse was fulfilled.

No matter how many young people are, Sorry can't forget the scene that made every cell in his body boil with enthusiasm.

Mad Lion’s excellent vision allows him to see with his own eyes.

The long sword behind a monk made a "buzz" sound, rising from behind him.

Immediately afterwards, countless long swords screamed, like a heavy rain, hundreds of sword lights simply hit the same target!

The sound of swords mingled in one piece, deafening.

Countless sword shadows flashed in the air, cutting through all the demons in front of them.

The sword shadow emits a dazzling light, like the only light in the dark night.

Sorry felt a hearty sensation tossing from the bottom of his heart, mixed with a burst of warm blood rushing to his forehead.

There is nothing more enjoyable than this.

The wild lions looked at this dazzling light!

No one was willing to blink! Everyone's face was sickly red, and they were shaking with excitement.

Sori opened his mouth to shout something, but in the end he slammed his fist on the window sill.

Vaguely visible at the intersection, the faces of thousands of demons were dumbfounded, with terrible expressions.

A few demons who were akimbo laughing and stunned, under the reflection of the sword light, looked so ironic.

A few seconds ago, they were still laughing and applauding for the unbridled provocation of their companions. A few seconds later, they were severely slapped in the face.

The silence of the dozens of little dwarfs turned out to be not cowardice, but contempt! Under their short bodies, there is an incomparable powerful force.

Is there a greater humiliation than this?

The demons involuntarily experienced a brief absence.

And this kind of loss of consciousness quickly turned into a loss of soul.

When those flying swords grew more and more, they attacked the demons.

Time seemed to freeze.

Many demons have not understood what happened, and the overwhelming sword shadow overwhelmed them.

These demons who love to tear others' bodies.

Countless broken limbs were cut off by Jianying.

Before another high-ranking demon uttered a scream, he was drowned in the sound of fierce swords.

In an instant of 537, the torrent of white swords and shadows cut into the queue of the demon army with lightning speed, stirring up the storm.

The sporadic and unformed counterattacks of the demons rushed and were completely ignored.

The chaos at that moment had already doomed their end.

Looking from the air, the torrent of white swords and shadows piercing the demons is like a huge stream of water. Wherever they go, the screams and wailings of the demons are everywhere.

The demons were chopped to the ground like melons and vegetables.

A flame demon was backing fast. He ran hard, spewing countless fireballs by the way, trying to block the flying sword behind him.

The fireball did not stop Feijian from advancing in the slightest.

The flying sword passed through the fireball and nailed the flame demon to the wall.

"How can it be!"

This was the last thought flashed by the flame demon, who was not very clever.

To death, he didn't understand why there was a force capable of launching a counterattack against the demon army.

"Kill all these demons!"

Feijian turned into streamer and returned to a monk.

He raised his flying sword high and pointed diagonally at the sky.

The monks themselves have killed many creatures, but the monks have never seen such a creature that devours and kills other creatures.

This kind of creature shouldn't exist in the world!

Behind the monk, another monk took out a small tube from his waist and fired a flashing signal flare.

The red light cluster slowly climbed towards the sky, and when it reached the top, it began to fall. A loud shout came from between the buildings.

Suddenly, there were killings all around the town of Lot. .

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