Supreme Throne of Doom

Gathering the five top masters of the Jinling Military Region and the gathering place of Su Yang, plus the army and alternate elegant two, only the corpse king who was defeated and defeated by the Rat King was killed.

The scene was silent. Everyone looked at Liu Batian, with a determined face, messy hair, **** mouth corners, a straight body, and a blood-drenched sword. This man was domineering and chased the dead king by himself. They were shocked and sighed. The soldiers worshipped the strong, and Liu Batian was deeply imprinted in their hearts, and they will never forget it.

Elegant eyes stared at Liu Batian. As a major in the Jinling Military Region, she was better than others from an early age, and she didn't look down on men. For the first time, she had a feeling of pride. She liked this man and she wanted him.

"Colonel, Liu Batian's last sword is 115." An officer whispered in Lin Long's ear.

Lin Longen said a hundred and fifteen, which means that Liu Batian's peak combat power is equivalent to Hong Ding peak's combat power, but don't forget that Hong Ding was originally a third-level peak, with a normal combat power of one hundred, and Liu Batian The normal combat power is only sixty-two, which means that Liu Batian, this man with no ability can play far more than Hong Ding, not to mention Hong Ding's heavy defense, Liu Batian, an absolute attack.

There is a Liu Batian in Suyang's gathering place, which is enough to make the military dare not underestimate, but what makes Lin Long worry is that they still have a deeper and unpredictable city master, that is the master. At first glance, Liu Batian knew that he was a domineering person and would not be convinced by anyone. Even such a person could only be wronged to be the No. 2 person in the gathering place, which shows how strong the city master is.

After taking out the star crystal, Liu Batian raised his long knife and walked slowly to the north.

"Wait" elegantly shouted Liu Batian, saying "You have been badly injured, let Guoguo treat you for it!".

"No need", Liu Batian continued to go north.

At this time, a military vehicle stopped in front of Liu Batian, Lin Long stepped out of the military vehicle, and said, "Brother Liu, it is not suitable to cross the battlefield now. There are still many zombies and rats. They wiped out in one fell swoop, you still will go back in our military vehicle! ".

Liu Batian groaned, nodded, and got on the military vehicle.

Watching Liu Batian driving to the barracks in a military vehicle, Cheng Guoguo glanced elegantly, what she saw from her eyes, and said indifferently, "This person is still dead. You can see at a glance that you won't let your mind down." People on women. "

Gao Leng snorted, "What a cow, my black inflammation is also very good, wait, beat him sooner or later, he will be mine by then."

Cheng Guoguo smiled, elegance is this character, always strong, and refuse to lose.

The battlefield was still fighting, and several people from Xia Li came to the field, taking Hong Ding away from the battlefield.

After a while, the sky was filled with long cannons, the earth was trembling, and the shock wave affected the members of the pioneering team far away from the battlefield, as if blowing a strong wind.

The railgun was originally a strategic weapon during the First World War. It was more powerful than a warship gun, but it was not easy to place and was gradually eliminated. If it was not for the majority of the electronic system failure due to radiation, the military would not have thought of using a railgun. Antiques.

The rockets burned the earth into nothingness, which made the evolutionists stare.

"Who said you could survive this power?"

"I don't know anyone else, at least the Lord of the City will be fine. This shell cannot hit the Lord of the King"

"The city owner also said, I think Liu Batian can survive."

"I think Tan Feng is okay. I slipped early."

"Haha"

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The battlefield was full of smoke of smoke, and the sky looked pale yellow, and the **** air in the air was burned away. The dense crowd of corpses and rats disappeared, leaving a swollen earth.

On the ground, countless stars were shining, and the people in Su Yang's gathering place immediately went to the battlefield to pick up the stars.

On the other side, the military also organized humans to enter the battlefield to pick up the star crystal, which represents power.

Jiang Feng was going to Jinling and did not take the expressway, so he did not know the fighting there. At this time, he was located in a small town between Suyang and Jinling.

Along the way, he passed through two small towns, all of them went empty, there were no survivors, but through the traces of the road, Jiang Feng guessed that the survivors of those two towns should move collectively, and the direction is exactly this town.

In the town, zombies wandered and scattered. Jiang Feng was surprised. Generally speaking, the population of the town is about 50,000. Zombies should not be so small, except where these zombies are concentrated.

Thinking of it, Jiang Feng jumped to a house and looked down. In the distance, a strange building group attracted Jiang Feng's sight. Simple wooden huts built with woods were arc-shaped and looked like thousands. There were people coming in and out, and there were occasional cooking tools outside the hut. The periphery is something like an ancient military barracks fence, stacked in two rows to protect these huts. Adult men holding wooden sticks or various sharp weapons are scattered inside the fence, attacking the zombies, countless zombies rush to the building complex, and impact the fence. From time to time, zombies were pierced by the fence and hung on the top, blocking the zombies at the back. If these zombies were not in the way, perhaps this place could not be protected for so long and had already been breached.

The sound of guns from time to time made Jiang Feng know that he had not traveled to ancient times. These survivors have joined together to build such a small gathering place.

The number of zombies around is extremely large, conservatively estimated to be over 20,000, and those survivors are no more than thousands. Each person persists for up to half an hour and has no energy. People must take over. In addition, the number of zombies is increasing. The ending is definitely miserable.

In the gathering place, the atmosphere was stagnant, and the feeling of despair was shrouded. Occasionally, people in the fence were caught by the zombies and then dragged out, eventually becoming a member of the zombies. Seeing that these adults are getting more and more tired, one by one, the elderly women and even the children with thin skin and yellow skin walked out of the hut, took up their arms and stared at the zombies. They knew that once the adults had lighted up, it was their turn. At that time, they would not have the ability to resist. Simply stand up and fight together, there is still a chance to live. "Funny, you go back, we are not dead yet" shouted a young man who was naked and well-proportioned but had a well-dressed body, and told these old children to go back.

"Zijun, let us be on the stage. It's all this age, and death is dead. It's best for you young people to live," said an old man.

"Yeah Zijun, you have done enough for everyone. In the past, everyone was sorry for you. Remember, you must escape alive," said another old man.

On the other side, a man wearing a police costume patted Wu Zijun on the shoulder. "Forget it, if we can't keep these people, these people will only become zombies, so it's better to go together."

Wu Zijun turned his head in pain and forgiveness, and the iron rod hit the ground hard.

"Brother, I am sending weapons to the folks?" A thick young man asked in a whisper.

Wu Zijun waved his hand. He was a **** mule in a small town in peacetime. He did not bully people or be beaten by the people in the town. The police station was a place he used to go to, but the end came and Wu Zijun stood up Many people were rescued, and everyone was shocked. Some people who fought in peace usually took the lead, including many police officers and cadres. This also made everyone admire Wu Zijun very much, and he was willing to listen to him, including some police officers. .

After arranging the people, more and more zombies, after a while, more and more zombies rushed to the gathering place, yelling and screaming, scaring a lot of people with soft legs and a foul odor spreading. On the platform behind them, some people stood by with only a few guns left. They knew that there was no shortage of powerful zombies, and not all of them were killed like wood standing in place.

A zombie yelled, grabbing at the people inside the fence, Wu Zijun smashed the zombie's head with a stick, blood ran over the fence, and the fence was stained with blood.

"Ah ~~, help", a man shouted in horror. Others were too rescued. The man was dragged out of the fence by the zombies and fell into the corpse. After a while, the man got up and hit the fence like other zombies. Everyone saw The scene was sorrowful, and the man's family was hoarse and helpless.

As the number of zombies increased, the impact increased, and even the fence was hit backwards.

Seeing that the zombies were about to break through the fence, I did not know when the thunder bursts appeared at high altitude, the roar of thunder covered the roar of the zombies, a thick thunder and lightning fell, and nearly a hundred zombies exploded into coke.

Everyone looked at this scene, and the subsequent scenes made them feel like they were dreaming.

Countless thunderstorms fell like rain, accompanied by countless zombies that turned into coke, as if the zombies angered God and lowered the thunder penalty.

Some old men fell to the ground tremblingly, and kept thinking about what they were carrying. Wu Zijun and others also watched this scene in horror. They never thought of such a scene in their cognition.

Is it really God ’s mercy?

"Wu, Wu brother, let's kneel down, you see, everyone is kneeling down," said the man standing next to Wu Zijun, whispering, dreading his eyes and fearing that the thunder would fall.