The sky is covered by a huge dark cloud, like a piece of mud rubbed and pasted on it. You can''t see the sun, and it''s hard to feel the passage of time.

    The huge dark clouds are heavy and may be pressed down at any time, which inevitably makes people feel gloomy.

    The place where the devil''s mother nest appears is in the southern suburb of Linjiang city. Most of the demons entering Linjiang city are concentrated in the downtown area, because there are troops guarding there. They are fighting fiercely with the demons while retreating, and only a few are scattered throughout Linjiang city.

    Tang fan''s direction is north.

    The north is just the opposite of the south. It should also be the direction where there are few demons. Of course, you can''t go straight through the city center. You must go around to avoid encountering a large number of demons.

    Tang fan was the first, Wang Meng was the second, and other survivors followed closely.

    After leaving the community, Tang fan killed three more fallen demons, and Wang Meng also killed one. All their souls were absorbed by Tang fan.

    While killing the fallen devil, he inadvertently saved a group of people. No, those people saw that Tang fan was so powerful, and they followed him one by one. Even if they drove, they couldn''t drive away.

    Tang fan is also very helpless about this. He knows his ability. If only a few scattered soldiers join hands with Wang Meng and skeleton warrior ah Dai, he will have more than enough measures. However, if he encounters a large group of demons, he can keep his safety, which is very good.

    As for others, they may become the ghosts of demons.

    Of course, Tang fan''s ugly words have been said before. He has no right and obligation to be responsible for the safety of others. He is just a human being and can do his part.

    "I want five more. As long as I kill five more fallen demons, I can upgrade." Tang fan was secretly happy.

    His way forward was not along the wide road, but through a remote alley. Across the corner, a smell of blood came to his nostrils.

    I saw a headless body leaning against the wall of the alley. The blood stained the surrounding ground and no longer flowed out. A good head rolled to one side and looked at Tang fan and others with dead white eyes. It was filled with death and cold.

    "Ah..."

    The crowd behind him also saw the headless body and head, and several screamed sharply.

    "Shut up!"

    Tang fan frowned and didn''t open his mouth. Wang Meng gave a fierce drink. With the bloody saber in his hand and a few strands of blood on his face, they let the screaming people cover their mouths and purr, and couldn''t help their fear.

    Across the round head, he went on, and a scream, cry and cry for mercy floated over.

    "Don''t... don''t kill me..."

    Tang fan quickened his pace, and Wang Meng followed closely, while those behind him suddenly slowed down. According to experience, there were demons in front of him.

    On the right side of the end of the alley, there is a dead end 20 meters deep, and the wall almost five meters high cuts off the hope of climbing.

    The four fallen demons are lined up. On their front are five living humans, while behind and next to the fallen demons are seven or eight human bodies.

    Some of these bodies had their necks cut off, some had their heads smashed, and some had their limbs cut off. In short, their deaths were different.

    The blood mixed with white brain and dirty water all over the ground and turned into a strange smelling liquid, disgusting.

    The four fallen demons don''t seem to be in a hurry to kill the remaining five humans.

    The five human beings trembled, like people standing naked on the roof in the cold winter. They leaned closely against the wall. It seemed that only in this way could they find a little comfort.

    Panic, fear, despair, all kinds of negative expressions mixed in their faces, forming a strange appearance, tears and snot flowing uncontrollably.

    The four fallen demons chattered, and from time to time their eyes fell on the five humans, as if they were discussing which one to start from.

    Finally, the four fallen demons seemed to have reached a consensus. One of the fallen demons pointed at one of the humans and yelled, while the other three seemed to cheer.

    What was pointed by the fallen devil''s machete was a bald middle-aged man of nearly 40 years old, with messy hair and blood stains on his palm. When pointed by the fallen devil''s machete, he felt the approach of death.

    "No... don''t kill me... Don''t kill me..." the middle-aged man fell into an ice cellar, his hands and feet were cold, terrified, panicked and desperate. He burst out, crying hysterically, suddenly grabbed the woman next to him and pushed the woman out: "kill her... Kill her... Don''t kill me..."

    Next to the three, there was a complex expression of seemingly sympathy and seemingly happiness on their frightened faces. They subconsciously moved their steps to distance themselves from the bald middle-aged man.

    The woman who was pushed seemed to be stunned, with a dull face and no response. Soon, when she woke up, she realized her situation and struggled frantically and screamed.

    The eyes of the fallen devil showed a touch of humanized ridicule, as if watching the clown''s performance, what a funny scene in front of him.

    But the hysterical middle-aged man lost his reason, grabbed the frantically struggling woman with his hands and pushed her in front of him.

    The fallen devil showed a ferocious smile, raised his machete, and came step by step. The machete was raised high, and the smell of death filled the air. The frantically struggling woman seemed to see the sickle of death approaching.

    Suddenly, the fallen devil''s body stopped, turned and looked back. He saw a figure rushing out of the corner like a ghost, with a bright knife light, like a bright moon in the night sky, flying like a startling rainbow.

    With a soft hiss, a fallen devil''s head, which was stopping shouting, was swept by the light of the knife, flew high, and sprayed into the sky like a dark red blood spring.

    Then, a skeleton appeared, and the high mace roared down rapidly, breaking the forehead of another fallen devil, and the brain mixed with blood splashed.

    The bright Sabre light rises again. Just when the third fallen devil turns around, his head flies high again.

    The figure holding the knife rushed forward like a cheetah and rushed to the last fallen devil held high by the machete. The snow-white knife was dazzling and hissed, and the fallen devil was in darkness.

    Three heads flew up and fell one after another. The dark red blood was like rain. The bodies of four fallen demons fell soft to the ground. In front of the five survivors, there was only a proud figure standing in the blood rain like a demon God.

    Welcome book friends to read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are original at the starting point!