Long Aotian is gay

Due to the large number of ghosts attacking the refuge, the ghostly aura wafting from them formed a large black mist. From a distance, the transparent semicircular barrier seemed to be covered with thick black mist. Full of ominous and dangerous atmosphere, it seems to be plunged into darkness, with no tomorrow.

There is a tense atmosphere of fear, tension, panic and panic everywhere in the refuge. The mother hugs the child tightly, preventing him from seeing the terrifying scene outside. It will affect those celestial masters who are struggling to resist and tightly cover their mouths with frightened sobs.

They are not going to die, are they?

Although the government has warned in advance as a foreshadowing, but when this time comes, the people are still very panic and frightened, crying everywhere.

They saw that the faces of the celestial masters were so ugly that they were dying, panting like a cow, and almost drowned in great despair.

And at this moment, someone raised his head inadvertently, as if he saw something, his pupils trembled.

"Look, there seems to be someone there!"

Those who heard the voice raised their heads and looked at the man's fingers.

In the boundless black mist blacker than ink, there seems to be a white figure shuttling through the black mist. He is holding a slender silver sword, every time he swings it will pierce the ghost, and the ghost utters a heart-wrenching cry. The screams of the weak and weak ghosts make their souls fly away with a single strike, and the stronger ghosts, after a few strikes, the color is not so dark, and then they dare not fight, just dodge blindly.

"Who is that? It's amazing!"

Because of the distance from him and the darkness everywhere, he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely feel that he was tall and in great shape. At this moment, he seemed to be emitting some kind of radiance. It's hazy but it feels particularly perfect, like the filter of a savior who suddenly descended into the world, bringing hope to people.

"Is it the support from the Special Objects? We are saved!"

Emotions are contagious. When they saw Cheng Yuan cleaning up ghosts like melons and vegetables, while they admired and worshiped the strong, they couldn't help guessing who this person was.

"Could it be Zhong Ling?"

After all, he is the champion of this competition.

"I don't think so. Zhong Ling is not that tall, and his skin is not that white."

Indeed, when surrounded by ink-like mist, that person's only exposed skin was as white as frost, his movements were crisp and sharp, and his swordsmanship was sharp.

Moreover, Zhong Ling had never used this kind of long sword in the competition, which meant that his usual weapon was not a sword, so this person was obviously not Zhong Ling.

Can't think of a reason after guessing, but anyway, they sincerely thank this person for showing up.

After Yu Ling took a few minutes of video, he couldn't help but get involved in the battle.

It is impossible for him to stand by while the subject is struggling.

With the addition of Yu Ling and Cheng Yuan, the offensive quickly began to reverse.

Inside the barrier, the pressure on the celestial masters dropped sharply. They kept some people to continue strengthening the barrier, while the other part went outside to eliminate the ghosts.

It took nearly an hour, and every time they felt that they were going to die, when they saw the unrestrained and wanton figures of the two more than ten meters away, they seemed to have a sense of confidence, and they felt Gaining strength, he mechanically waved his arms and continued to dodge the battle.

I don't know when Li Gui retreated. When they stopped, their limbs were weak, and they felt that they were not their own. They relaxed their nerves and fell to the ground.

Then suddenly remembered something, looked around, only to find that those two people had already left.

In the end, they didn't know who the two people who suddenly appeared to help them were, so they could only thank them silently in their hearts.

Cheng Yuan and Yu Ling only went to one of the refuges to help, but the ghost king ordered the ghosts to attack all the refuges at the same time, so the luck of the other refuges without help was not so good.

The time set by the ghost king was getting closer and closer. In the Special Objects Institute, a vote had been made to allow Zhong Ling to deal with the ghost.

Li Bichun and the others didn't know that the ghost was the ghost king. They just made a corresponding countermeasure in view of the current situation, which was to let Zhong Ling take action.

Zhong Ling's strength is one of the best, no matter how strong that ghost is, Zhong Ling should have the ability to protect himself, what's more, they will not let Zhong Ling go alone, but will send someone to follow them from a distance, and when the ghost appears, they will rush up , destroy it.

After thinking of a countermeasure, Li Bichun knocked on the door to wake Zhong Ling up.

After a few hours of rest, Zhong Ling is still in good spirits now, and may be a little sleepy after sleeping for too long, but after hearing Li Bichun's words, Zhong Ling, who had just yawned with tears in the corners of his eyes, felt a little sleepy. It flew away instantly.

"What did you say?"

Zhong Ling thought he was hallucinating, otherwise how could he have heard that Li Bichun asked him to deal with the ghost king?

Li Bichun felt a little displeased at first. After all, the body of extreme yang must be treated well, but Zhong Ling's doubt made him lose face, and his voice immediately became cold and hard, "This is the result of our voting decision. And you are so powerful, but you are always a ghost, and we have people following behind, and when the ghost appears, we will wipe it out in one fell swoop. Otherwise, that ghost will really kill a hundred people, and no one can bear the lives of these people!"

What does their life and death have to do with me? ! !

Zhong Ling almost blurted out, he glanced at the figure at the door from the corner of his eye, and swallowed the words back.

Someone under his command anxiously looked at his watch: "It's time."

The refuge was attacked just now, and there were not enough people to support it. Now it was the time Li Gui requested, and no one knew where Li Gui would kill a hundred people.

No one thinks that the ghosts are joking, they have no humanity, they are full of extreme evil and malicious intentions, if the strong resentment and resentment are felt by human beings, they will collapse their minds.

There were many people standing at the door, and Zhong Ling knew that if he disagreed, he would definitely be taken out by force, so he could only temporarily compromise, his face was livid, as ugly as a zombie that had just crawled out of a coffin.

Just wait until they have just walked to the door of the special office.

Boom!

dong dong! !

The sound of a strong vibration ringing like a bell rang in the ear, as if it was close at hand. It got into the brain and hit it hard. Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears, but they couldn't stop the impact of this sound wave at all.

When the wave finally passed, everyone raised their heads and saw a thick black cloud in the distant sky rotating slowly, rampaging and destroying everywhere, and the deep black mist drifted behind them like the cloak of death, full of momentum and oppression , the air became oppressive and stagnant, making people feel suffocated.

It is heading towards a nearby shelter at a not slow speed.

The faces of Li Bichun and the others changed suddenly, and they pushed Zhong Ling into the car nimbly.

The screeching sound produced by the violent friction between the tires and the ground rang in everyone's ears, but they felt that it was still not fast enough, they had to go faster, faster!

Stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, the wind is fast, chasing the black mist whirlwind at the fastest speed.

Cheng Yuan and Yu Ling, who had just left another shelter, arrived a little later than the ghost king. Yu Ling grabbed Cheng Yuan, and the two hid at the corner of a building.

Yu Ling squeezed Cheng Yuan's palm, "Don't go out, wait."

At this time, the ghost king was already attacking the barrier, and the ghost energy bounced and impacted, making corrosive noises, like a life-threatening talisman, which made people's hearts jump and their scalp numb.

The sword in Cheng Yuan's hand - Han Yuan hummed unwillingly, ready to move, wanting to cut the ghost king under the sword and destroy it.

The muscles in Cheng Yuan's arms tensed up, and the blue veins agitated because of this. He firmly suppressed Han Yuan, took back his steps, and stood at the same place as Yu Ling.

Yu Ling explained: "Someone is coming, let's wait and see what happens, and we will take action when they really can't do it."

He didn't want Cheng Yuan to be a tool man all the time, to be more honest, it was his heartache.