Heaven's Last Big Boss

Quite distinctive.

The most normal of the four should be the female player holding the cat.

The ponytail sets off her heroic appearance, exquisite facial features, and skin that becomes more and more delicate as her cultivation level improves, all of which are standard equipment for Amy Kundao.

The other two male members other than Team Leader Zhou are a bit out of the ordinary.

Look at the big brother on the left.

With burr head, big gold chain, cross-legged legs, he looks like a grandpa, with colorful short sleeves inside the windbreaker, and at the moment he is holding a handful of talismans, counting like money.

Look at the male cultivator on the right.

Tall and thin, with fairly good-looking facial features, it looks a bit ordinary at first glance.

If he hadn't been cleaning two large-caliber sniper rifles, and there were several ammunition boxes beside his legs, he wouldn't have attracted the attention of others.

As for the group leader Zhou who just got up to answer, he looked very serious from the front, with a handsome face and bright eyes, exuding an uplifting and vigorous spirit all over his body, and his short hair was very refreshing.

It's the three words 'Loricon' embroidered on the back of his windbreaker, which is somewhat intriguing.

Yo?There are words behind the other two male team members?

A monk who was closer to Zhou Zheng tilted his head and read out: "I, no, lolicon?"

Zhou Zheng smiled and nodded.

This thing Xiaoge made finally worked!

Unexpectedly, the monk muttered again: "Since it's not, why should we emphasize it? It's fine if you don't mention it?"

Zhou Zheng was at a loss for words, and the people beside him roared with laughter.

A local Kun Dao praised: "The monks from the big cities are just different."

Zhou Zheng could only keep smiling, but his eyes lingered on the small screen for a moment.

Hundreds of mortals, disheveled and panic-stricken, escaped from the attack of monster soldiers in the mountains... No matter how you look at it, this seems to be a trap deliberately set for monks.

The captain had already reminded this point just now, and the immortals on his side are not fools, so they should have already made enough preparations.

Six to seven minutes later, the helicopter began to slow down and circle.

The hatch opened, and several figures jumped down from the air, forming a simple line of defense on both sides of a canyon, seizing favorable terrain.

The transport helicopter turned around and returned, more than a dozen armed helicopters circled behind, and several drones flew from the hilltop with a buzzing sound, looking towards the dark cloud ahead.

In reality, these drones don't do much.

All the monks released their spiritual consciousness early on, and because of their different strengths, the range they can detect is far or near.

Zhou Zheng is now a consummated god, and can barely 'see' the situation under the dark clouds.

The situation was more complicated than he expected.

There are indeed hundreds of human beings constantly fleeing at the edge of the dark cloud, most of them are women, wearing clothes made of animal skins or worn-out fabrics, all of them have yellow and emaciated faces, with frightened faces, and there seems to be a blue wind swirling around their feet.

These whirlwinds allowed them to temporarily escape the claws of the demon.

But further back, under the dark clouds.

A pitch-black steed with a height of seven or eight meters jumped left and right, continuously releasing whirlwinds around its body, sweeping away the demon soldiers who were trying to chase those humans forward.

——The whirlwind under the feet of those mortals should also come from this steed.

It was it alone that held back eighty to ninety percent of the monster soldiers, allowing those hundreds of people to escape to this point.

From time to time, palm prints and streamers fell in the dark clouds, and the monster horse galloped back and forth to dodge, its body already covered with cuts and bruises.

……

What's happening here?

Zhou Zheng looked at Li Zhiyong, who happened to meet his eyes.

Li Zhiyong has already set up his sniper rifle, and with his right eye resting on the back of the tactical scope, he speaks to Zhou Zheng:

"That spirit horse should be a demon general, whose strength is probably around the level of the Yuan Immortal Realm, and who is good at riding the wind, but I can't say for sure.

"It's not contaminated with too much karma, and its breath is quite clear. It should be a foreign demon."

Zhou Zheng asked: "Is he really protecting human beings? Or is he just pretending?"

"It should be," Li Zhiyong said, "Among the humans in front, there is a woman wearing a cheongsam, did you notice it, monitor?"

"Well, what's wrong with her? It seems to be a monster."

"She should be a half-demon, with human blood and demon blood.

"She has the breath of the demon general on her body, and the two breaths are mixed with each other. Only couples who have been married for many years can have this kind of situation."

Li Zhiyong paused and concluded:

"If it's because of her persuasion, the demon will choose to help these hundreds of humans. In fact, it can barely be explained, but we still have to be more cautious. This may be a detail carefully arranged by the other party.

"There are more powerful monsters hidden in the dark clouds. The other party has not made any moves. It should be to catch the immortals and monks from the airport base."

Zhou Zheng nodded, fishing, they are also veterans.

He took out a telescope from his wristband and observed it decently for a while.

"Wait for the order," Zhou Zheng said in a voice, "We mainly obey orders. Even if we can't help, try not to cause trouble for others."

Li Zhiyong and Yue Wushuang responded via voice transmission.

Xiao Sheng said with a smile: "Squad leader, don't worry, apart from those guys flying in the air, our team is really the strongest here."

"It's been more than 20 years since I recovered my spiritual energy," Zhou Zheng said, "There are still relatively few local monks who have returned to the ruins... Stop chatting and get ready to fight."

"clear."

These hundreds of monks waited silently for two to three minutes. The dark cloud was getting closer and closer, and the demon soldiers had entered the furthest range of the sniper rifles.

A sword light suddenly bloomed from the sky, pulling out hundreds of meters of light, cutting off the dark cloud from it!

The figure of the real immortal Chen Fusheng appeared in the air, and the wide-sleeved robe was fluttered by the evil wind. At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice pierced hundreds of miles.

"In the human realm, monsters stop."

Zhou Zheng squinted his eyes and smiled, secretly saying 'handsome' in his heart.

A cold snort came from the dark clouds ahead, and three figures were revealed first.

These are two men and one woman, each with a young face, retaining a few features before the transformation, exuding the coercion of a real fairy.

There was a man and a woman cuddling on the suspended treasure floor, their posture indulgent, their clothes disheveled, very indecent.

Behind the three big monsters, there are more than a dozen monster generals who kept their animal heads, wearing battle armor and holding weapons, like fierce gods and evil spirits, staring at Chen Fusheng, as if they are about to swallow This real fairy.

"Three great monsters from the True Immortal Realm, and twelve demon generals from the Yuan Immortal Realm," Li Zhiyong had already spoken to several people in the group.

Immortal lights flickered behind Chen Fusheng, and more than a dozen immortals guarding the northeast line revealed their figures, faintly matching the opponent's aura.

A celestial being waved his sleeves, a beam of celestial light shattered the steep mountain wall, and the falling rolling stones hit the group of demon soldiers, killing and injuring dozens of monsters, preventing the demon soldiers from chasing.

The three true immortals in the sky didn't even look at it.

The two monsters who embraced in public moved forward slowly.

The banshee in tulle wrapped around the male demon in robes like vines, and the latter sneered:

"Chen Xianchang, I heard that there is a fierce battle in the south. Are you really going to start a war with my Beishan Saint Clan at this time?"

Chen Fusheng glanced at the monster horse below, and said coldly: "The poor Taoist has a word first, if you dare to cross the boundary, you will declare war on me, the Futian League."

"Have we crossed the line? This is our territory!"

"Boundary is not just a line drawn on a map," Chen Fusheng narrowed his eyes, "Isn't this provocative when we chase and kill hundreds of ordinary people in front of us? Isn't this crossing the boundary?"

"Hey, Chen Xianchang is really good at making excuses," the real fairyland banshee said with a smile, "Our cattle and sheep have escaped, and we are taking them back. What kind of provocation is this?"

A fairy scolded angrily: "Bold! How dare you treat humans as cattle and sheep!"

"Don't you humans also feed on all kinds of spiritual things?"

"Don't confuse the public! When will I treat spiritual creatures with spiritual wisdom like this? If all spirits are spiritually enlightened, they will be equal to ordinary people. This is the rule of my Futian League! How about you!"

You come and I go back and forth in the air, starting a scolding war.

Down below, those hundreds of human beings who were being chased rushed all the way by the wind whirling under their feet. At this moment, they had fled into the canyon, but their way forward was blocked by the terrain.

Some monks floated in the air for a short time and dropped boxes of water and medical supplies, but these mortals didn't know what to do with the boxes of mineral water.

Zhou Zheng watched this scene with a frown, a little anger welled up in his heart, and he secretly reminded himself to keep calm.

Xiao Sheng scolded: "What are you talking about, just fuck him!"

"Get ready," Zhou Zheng said, "I'm going to fight."

Sure enough, the fairy in the sky couldn't help but angrily scolded: "Then see the real chapter under my hand!"

With Chen Fusheng's sleeves rolled up, all the immortals rose from the sky and rushed directly to the sky.

The banshee screamed fiercely, and three great monsters from the real fairyland, leading more than a dozen monster generals, soared into the sky and went to the sky to fight.

This seems to be a tacit understanding between the two sides, otherwise the aftermath of the fighting will sweep down, not to mention these mortals, monster soldiers and monks will also suffer.

Below, the group of demon soldiers blocked by falling rocks rushed towards the canyon.

Hundreds of monks got up separately, holding magic weapons, magic weapons, sniper rifles, and individual bazookas in their hands.

Suddenly, the sound of thousands of horses galloping came from the distant mountains and forests. After the immortal went to fight, the expressions of several middle-aged monks who were in charge of commanding the battle changed drastically.

The shouts of killing soared into the sky!

Groups of monster soldiers and beasts rushed out of the forest, holding weapons in their mouths, screaming, and rushing towards the canyon. It was so dark that there were thousands of them at least!

Those demon generals really set up an ambush!

Fortunately, all the cultivators had foreseen this, and they were not flustered at the moment.

The hundreds of mortals below were just fishing bait for the cultivators in the airport base; there were more than a dozen monster generals and three real immortals, and it was easy to catch them back.

Zhou Zheng was staring at the 'horse' monster general who helped hundreds of humans escape.

At this moment, the demon general has turned into a two-meter-tall man, standing at the entrance of the canyon with a knife in his hand, his face ashen, with a wry smile on his mouth.

Apparently, it was taken advantage of.

"Snipe the demon!"

A return to the ruins overhaul shouted loudly:

"Fire support will be here soon! The second and third teams will go to both sides to block the entrance of the canyon!"

Twenty or thirty monks on the left and right jumped down the canyon, avoiding the "horse" monster general, and formed a figure-horse formation.

The monster general laughed miserably, turned his head to look at the crowd behind him, exchanged a glance with the pale half-monster girl, then shook his head and sighed softly, held two long knives, and looked up at the monster soldiers rushing forward.

"Someone has lost allegiance because of his conscience, and has no face to survive."

The demon general took two steps forward, his majestic figure rose from the ground, and smashed towards the battle formation of the demon soldiers, like a reef, splitting the incoming waves!

There seemed to be the neighing sound of a horse resounding through the sky.

The half-demon woman in cheongsam showed panic, rushed a few steps towards the back of the demon general, staggered and fell to the ground again, her eyes were filled with tears, and she could only cry out feebly in return.

"Squad leader," Yue Wushuang's voice came through the bluetooth headset, "that demon general is killing demon soldiers."

"Yes, got it."

Zhou Zheng's voice was a little low.

He felt something in his heart, and turned his head to look in the direction of the airport base.

There, dots of light rose into the sky one after another, and dozens of rockets galloped through the air, dragging billowing smoke.

Zhou Zheng stared at the nearby terrain, slowly stood up, and kept calculating the possible changes in the situation in his heart. He had already held the round shield with his left hand, and the horizontal knife with his right hand.

"Zhiyong kill the poisonous monsters, don't let them get close to the canyon."

"Brother Xiao plays at will, pay attention to mana retention, this should be a protracted battle."

"Wushuang is responsible for covering Zhiyong's position and helping the wounded."

"clear."

"Don't worry, monitor."