Demon Change the Earth

After nightfall, there is silence inside and outside the park.

Usually at this time, the surrounding area is full of excitement.

A large number of insiders and quasi-sequencers are busy and busy, even if they have nothing to do, they still have to go shopping nearby. What if there is an opportunity, what if the pie suddenly falls out of the sky?

Even if it is not for potions and main ingredients, there are still a large number of spiritual ingredients being traded and circulated. The nearby dark market has become more and more prosperous recently. I heard that even ordinary people and small traders find that the money here is particularly lucrative.

But now, they're all gone, or rather, they're all hiding.

They were waiting, and so was Ma Liang.

The howling cold wind passed through the hall, and the cold air couldn't do anything to the four Sequencers sitting on the first floor.

However, this silence and heaviness put great mental pressure on the three men who had just become sequencers.

Ma Liang exchanged the main material for their service, and this service may kill them.

"I said, how long will we have to wait? It's not your nervousness, is it? Look at the calm outside, how can there be anyone with evil intentions?"

The person who spoke was a burly man, he was not burly at all before drinking the potion, but on the contrary he was very thin and thin.

It was [Fighting Master] that made him undergo a radical change.

However, the potion can give him a powerful Sequencer power, but it can't improve his xinxing out of thin air. Among the three, he is the most disturbed and the one who is most likely to run away.

"Old Liu, stay safe and don't be impatient. At worst, you can wait overnight. What are you in a hurry for?" Fang Ming of [The Sower] said.

"Wait, wait, when will you wait, shit!"

The last sequencer left did not speak.

He sat alone in the shadows, taciturn, with a very low sense of existence.

Ma Liang's attention was always on him.

How else can talent be important?

He drank the potion and became a sequencer at about the same time, and Ma Liang was very surprised by his performance.

The [Nighthawk] pathway has already learned to use the advantages of its own sequence, and it is changing and adapting all the time.

This [Nighthawk] is named Li Guangming, and his path is exactly the opposite of his name. He is in his thirties, and I remember him as a man with a particularly sunny smile.

Ma Liang was sitting on a single sofa, the little thing was quietly lying on his lap, his right hand was stroking its smooth hair once and for all, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

The clock ticked forward.

Sudden!

A loud cry made Ma Liang open his eyes suddenly.

"coming!"

The three Sequencers were shocked.

The tricolor hummingbird flew into the hall, circled like lightning, and flew out of the window again.

Ma Liang carried the little thing, followed by three Sequencers, and walked out.

The park is still under construction, the walls have been demolished, and sundries are piled up everywhere.

In the pitch-black night, sporadic black shadows appeared staggeringly, and the howling cold wind was stained with a breath of death that numbs the spirit and consciousness.

"grumble!"

A golden monkey suddenly jumped out from a pile of wood, flashed his hands on a black shadow, and jumped up.

It rushed over very quickly, offering a pale and rotten head to Ma Liang as if offering a treasure!

"Well!"

Ma Liang glanced back, kicked the still biting head aside, and casually threw a piece of reward to the spirit monkey.

After a while, more and more shaky black shadows surrounded the small building in all directions.

"Are these the only ones?" Ma Liang sneered.

"I'm coming!", Fang Ming came out more and more, with a pale face, he took out a young grass from his arms, tied his right hand in a knot in front of his chest, and muttered twice, "Go!"

The tender grass was thrown out by him,

Halfway through, it collapsed into a large number of green dots.

The green dot flew forward against the wind, spread out, and landed on the staggering black shadow.

A large number of green shoots grew out of the black shadow, blowing in the wind, rendering a large area of ​​greenness in a short while.

Fang Ming's face brightened.

But there was another gust of gray-black wind blowing, and all the young shoots withered in an instant.

"grumble!"

A sharp bird chirped, and a three-color aura flashed in mid-air, covering a location in the northwest direction.

Ma Liang winked, [Fighting Master] gritted his teeth, and rushed towards that direction extremely swiftly.

On the way, the bones of his whole body crackled, a layer of fluorescent light flashed, and the speed suddenly accelerated.

The Nighthawks who hadn't made a move had disappeared.

The war has just begun.

Fang Ming was still attacking a group of zombies, Ma Liang reprimanded him, "Okay, stop doing useless efforts!"

Fang Ming stopped in embarrassment, and wanted to say that this was his only attack ability, and Ma Liang had already jumped over him and walked down the steps.

The black shadows showed the true face of the zombies, and the scene was like a zombie siege. No matter how many such minions, Ma Liang could not be hurt at all, the key was the corpse controller behind and the helpers who had not shown up.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of rapid air blast came, and [Fighting Master] had already fought a highly agile Sequencer. Ma Liang roared, and the three-color hummingbird flew back, and sprinkled a large area of ​​three-color aura on top of Ma Liang's head.

The zombies leaned forward, but as soon as they came into contact with the spiritual light, it was as if a large amount of black smoke came out, and their rotting bodies collapsed as if they were being melted.

Ma Liang squinted his eyes, searching in these hideous and terrifying gaps.

Suddenly, he found something, the animal pattern on his face flashed, and the little thing turned into a black lightning with a "meow!", and appeared on top of a zombie's head. A direction!

Countless zombies stretched out their hands to grab it, but the little thing could always dodge it just right, and the whirlpool in its eyes always fixed its position.

About the time of two breaths.

A shrill scream sounded from the zombies, and a man disguised as a zombie approached the area shrouded in aura with a bloody dagger and a human head.

Ma Liang took the head and looked at it casually, threw it aside, and kicked the man who had been charmed away.

The little thing jumped back, stood on his shoulder, and yawned lazily.

"Meow!"

Ma Liang patted it on the head, thinking to himself, is that all? Then you guys are really small on me.

Just as this thought flashed across his mind, a crisis that made his scalp tingle came over, "Meow!" The hair on the little thing's body exploded!

"Boom!"

A gunshot!

Hit where Ma Liang was standing just now.

"Bah bah bah..."

Bullets flew across, and Ma Liang flashed left and right above the heads of the zombie crowd.

"Damn it, hit the bird on the head! (Damn it, hit the bird on the head!)"

The sound revealed his position, and there was a flash of white light beside him. The man froze, staring at the white fox that had taken his heart out, and fell down slumped with two hoots.

"Come out and kill them all!"

Ma Liang blew the clarion call for a big counterattack in the crowd of zombies.