Doomsday Sanctuary

There was silence above and below the city. Everyone was staring at the King Kong falling in a pool of blood. It seemed that they couldn't believe that the previously powerful and irresistible King Kong fell like this.

Bang bang bang...

Di Ping stood quietly holding the knife, listening to the beating of King Kong's heart, beating more and more faintly, and then until it disappeared without seeing silence, then a huge dark green soul energy slowly rose and poured into his body , Then he exhaled a long breath.

King Kong is really dead!

He suddenly jumped onto King Kong's body, stood on its chest, slowly raised the saber in his hand, kept it above his head, and then let out a long roar.

The long howling sound like a tiger roar and a dragon roar straight into the sky, and the dark clouds in the trembling sky dissipated in an instant. The aura that dominates the world spreads like a panic, seeming to vent its sovereignty to this world.

Everyone turned their eyes on Di Ping, who was shrouded in holy white light like a god, with fanatical worship and awe in his eyes. At this moment, Di Ping was the **** in their hearts.

The young white people who came with Han Zhongguo saw this scene with shock and horror in their eyes!

"Oh oh oh..."

Suddenly, a shocking cheer erupted from the city, and everyone raised their weapons in their hands and yelled frantically.

"Long live the city lord!"

I don't know who shouted, and then a neat roar erupted from the head of the city: "Long live the city lord!" The shouts were neatly arranged as if they had been rehearsed, and the neat and loud voices resounded throughout the world.

The people in the sanctuary city trembled one by one, listening to the terrifying beasts roaring from outside the city from time to time, their bodies trembling, but at this moment they suddenly heard the cheers of victory. They couldn't believe it for a while. After a while, When I heard it really, I realized that the battle was really won. With smiles on everyone's faces, they began to walk outside, raising their hands and jumping for joy.

"Victory! Victory!"

"Long live the city lord"

Liu Bingyu and Yu Shujie were busy greeting the staff to move supplies to the city, their heads were sweaty and there was no time to wipe them. At this moment, they heard the shocking cheers from the city head, they finally straightened their waists, their faces showed joy, the eyes A touch of worry finally faded.

Although they did not go to the top of the city, they watched the **** people lifted down from the top of the city one after another. They knew how tragic the battle was, and they were extremely worried about Di Ping's safety.

Ning Nan, who was sweating the rescuer, raised her head and listened to this sound. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her eyes, but she quickly converged, lowered her head and was busy stitching up the wound. , Her hands are firmer and her movements are faster.

There is only one voice in the entire sanctuary city, that is, "Long live the city lord!"

Everyone was screaming desperately and venting the fear and uneasiness in their hearts, and it seemed that only in this way could it be vented.

Even if it was Liu Zhenya, Liu Minsheng, and the soldiers he brought, they raised their hands and cheered with excitement at this time, but the two of them would not call the city lord long live like the soldiers, but they looked at the domineering road standing under the city. The figure, can't help but admire and admire in my heart.

The Sanctuary City has such a human existence, and the Bianzhou base can only befriend it, not be an enemy with it. This has surpassed the category of normal human beings and is no longer human.

Their grandfathers and grandchildren have already strengthened the idea of ​​cooperation in their hearts. The Awakened is so powerful. All the hope of mankind will be in the Awakened. This will become a trend. If you don't understand this trend, it will eventually be swallowed up in the last days.

After frantically venting for two or three minutes, Di Ping saw that everyone was almost venting, and then he raised his hand to stop everyone.

As soon as he gestured, the cheers on the city’s head gradually stopped, and then the entire city fell silent. Although the faces of the soldiers on the wall were still enthusiastic, they all quietly looked at Di Ping.

"Open the city gate, clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded!"

Di Ping's voice suddenly sounded, loud and loud like Huang Zhongda Lu, everyone heard it really.