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"Boom boom boom!"

In Shangling City, the ground trembled, and countless buildings fell like pieces of wheat, and at the same time the entire city fell into unprecedented chaos.

The King of the Moon Demon roared to the sky, a howling cold wave crazily spread on the earth, and countless people died every minute and every second.

Afterwards, on the platform in the city, a garrison desperately resisting, leaning against the swaying bunker in front of him, took a deep breath, and roared:

"How many arrows are there?"

The one who roared was a middle-aged dragon-serving archer, but like all garrisons, his appearance was extremely embarrassed, and there were still a lot of ice on the criss-cross armor.

At this time, the temperature in Shangling City was already extremely low, and almost even the void had to be formed into solid ice, although with the combined efforts of all the garrison forces, the monks of Shangling City stubbornly guarded the area in the center of the city without being affected by the moon. The cold wave covers, but the cost is extremely heavy.

The worst thing is that at this time, as the burly lieutenant who is the backbone of everyone, he was slapped to the ground by the Moon Demon King, and he was directly injured and unable to fight.

Therefore, the command of this battle automatically fell on the middle-aged dragon archer with the highest rank, and after his roar came out, under the loud noise of intertwined chaos, the response from the rest of the garrison was transmitted. Come:

"Master Hui, there are not many arrows, there are still five hundred bows for full play."

"damn it."

The roar came from the mouth of the middle-aged Dragon Servant Archer, and then he turned his head through the gap in the bunker behind him, watching the Moon Demon King, who was coming step by step with his monstrous power, his eyes were mixed with emotions.

The horrible figure of the Moon Demon King standing on top of the earth is clearly reflected in the eyes of the middle-aged archer, and with the eyes of the dragon-serving archer, you can even see the ice blue on the bones of the Moon Demon King. Lines, and waves of cold moonlight sweeping outward.

"It's **** fucking, I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that I will lose this to Lingcheng and be nailed to the pillar of shame forever!"

Words word by word came from the middle-aged Dragon Servant archer, he directly fetched an arrow from behind, buckled it on the big bow in his hand, pulled it apart, and turned sharply, facing the moon demon in front of him. The king shot out loudly.

This arrow that was spinning to tear the chill straight forward, and then the middle-aged dragon archer didn't even look at it. After retracting directly into the bunker, he began to press down the boiling air machine with all his strength and prepare for the next bow.

As the top small group of archers in Central Shangguo, it is the standard level to have nothing but a hundred miles away. In the face of such a huge body of the Moon Demon King, the middle-aged dragon archer didn't worry about not being shot.

But shooting and breaking the defense are two different things, and for all the soldiers of the Upper Lingcheng garrison who have run out of oil, there is no other way than pouring out all the arrows in their hands and fighting to the death.

In Daxia's Marksman Army, there is a saying that concentration is the eternal label of archers.

This statement is also applicable in the land of the Supreme Profound. No matter what situation an archer encounters, he must remain calm, but in the face of such a threatening situation, even if he has tried his best, the eyes of the middle-aged archer are still There was a trance.

It is true that there is a great horror between life and death, how difficult it is to completely ignore death!

After a few breaths, the middle-aged archer who came back to his senses, clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall next to him, perhaps dissatisfied with his cowardice, and yelled in a low voice.

Then he reached out his hand to touch the arrow next to him, ready to draw a second bow, and at the moment he touched the icy arrow, there was a loud bang that directly rolled out, resounding through the world!

This loud noise resembled a muffled thunder, like a huge drum, but it was not uploaded in the nine days, but came from the ground.

"boom!"

Along with this loud noise, Shang Lingcheng trembled to an unprecedented degree, and then the roars and shouts of the rest of the garrison beside him sounded one after another:

"My lord, this moon demon king is falling, and your arrow just worked!"

As soon as this statement was made, a thick color of astonishment appeared on the face of the middle-aged dragon archer, and then he turned around and roared:

"Mother, you all have hallucinations. I know how many kilograms I know how to shoot down the Moon Demon King and cheer me up."

Before the roar fell, the middle-aged dragon archer pulled away the big bow and pointed forward, but the action suddenly stopped, and then a rich and extremely shocked color appeared.

I saw the devastated ground in front of him, just as the garrison soldiers said before, the moon demon king, who is leaning to the sky and grounded, is overwhelmingly cold, and his whole body is falling.

The body of the Moon Demon King is so huge that when it falls down, it is like the collapse of a Tianzhu, giving people a shocking force.

However, the middle-aged dragon archer deserves to be a veteran with particularly rich combat experience. After only a short time, he reacted. After looking around and searching around, he found the anomaly in an instant and blurted out:

"The reason why this Moon Demon King fell is not because of Lao Tzu's arrow, but because the entire Shangling City is collapsing, and the sky is up, our Shangling City has collapsed!"

As the voice fell, all the garrison felt that the building under their feet was sinking rapidly. Not only that, but a huge crack that ran through the entire Upper Lingcheng city appeared directly from the beginning to the end, directly between the sky and the earth.

"Crack!"

The loud noise after the earth cracked, together with the entire fallen Shangling City, formed a huge scar on the earth that was shocking to the world, and at the same time the scar continued to crack outwards, and the whole earth began to sink rapidly.

"Let's go to the bottom of Lingcheng, what happened, why did the eyes fall so terribly?"

A series of exclaims came from the guards in the city, and then under a lot of horrified eyes, in the depths of the cracked earth, two beams of light, one black and one purple, burst into the sky, and instantly crossed the entire void.

Black is the dark night, purple is the shining moonlight!

As soon as these two completely different beams of light appeared, they directly halved the entire sky, and then the two figures began to slowly emerge within their respective beams of light.

Within the beam of light, a cannon in the moon sky flies, holding a red soul eye in his hand, and in the void opposite, Night Stalker Ye Yi stands proudly in the night, holding a person in his hand. Butler of Jinzong.

At the next breath, the extremely chaotic noise of the entire Shangling City was as if it were directly smoothed by the hands of two gods, and then all the focal points between the sky and the earth were gathered between the figures in the two light pillars.

"Yuekong is not dead?"

The muttering voice came from the guards on the ground, and then the middle-aged dragon-serving archer commander moved his eyes to the opposite side of the moonlight beam. The figure shrouded in the endless night, word by word, followed immediately. Outgoing:

"In addition to my central Shangguo, Shenji Pavilion, and Holy Court, there is another top-level overhaul hidden in Shangling City?"