Chapter 1230

Ji Tianxing thought that he could find a clue when he found that the sea breeze and the blood fog were flying in different directions.

Along the route of the blood mist flight, you can find the demon strongman and the blood god son.

But Xiao Han had thought of this for a long time, and had done some investigation.

The little hope that had just risen in his heart was immediately dashed.

Under helpless, he can only temporarily give up this idea, with Xiao Han fly to the gate of Fengcheng.

The closer you get to Xunfeng City, the more black air is in the sky outside the city.

Xiao Han's face became dignified. He reminded him in a low tone: "ling'er, you must be careful. You can't touch these black gas. This is the highly toxic plague.

The power of virulent pestilence is very terrible. Only those with strong soul refining environment can resist it and not be afraid of the plague.

Below the soul refining state, even if the strong man of Tianyuan is eroded by the plague, it will be corroded into white bones within a month. "

At the same time, Xiao Han releases the spirit white light all over his body, forming a light shield to protect Xiao ling'er.

Three people through the thick black fog, finally came to the city gate.

I saw that the city of seeking Phoenix, which was shrouded in black gas and poisonous fog, had already opened a great battle array for protecting the city.

A colorful shield covering dozens of miles covers the whole city.

The colorful shield with strong defense can resist most of the black gas and poisonous fog.

However, there is still a trace of black gas floating in the sky inside the city, but the density of the poisonous fog is much less than that outside the city.

Rows of armored Donglin troops were standing on the wall, waiting in full force.

The 500000 Donglin troops under Xiao Han were all excellent teachers and the patrons of the East China Sea.

Even if the virulent pestilence attacked the city, the Donglin army was not afraid to shrink back, and their bodies were as straight as javelins, standing on the city's head.

Seeing Ji Tianxing's arrival, a centurion of Donglin army pressed his sword in his hand and asked with dignity, "who is coming?"

Although the centurion is a man of great stature, powerful and full of air when he speaks.

But his face was black, and his left hand was rotten and rotten, revealing a forest of white bones.

Several Donglin soldiers not far from him were also eroded by the poisonous black gas, and their bodies were rotten and their faces were covered with black blood.

Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing couldn't help thinking: "Xiao Han managed the army very well. The Donglin army is indeed an excellent teacher. Although these soldiers are small people, they are also admirable."

Xiao Han stepped forward and said with dignity: "my Xiao Han, come to Fengcheng to inspect the military affairs!"

Hearing his majestic voice, more than 30 Donglin soldiers at the head of the city suddenly looked solemn and knelt down on one knee in unison.

"See your majesty

More than 30 people's movements are neat and uniform, and their voices are full of vigor and dignity.

However, several sergeants have been eroded by the poison, and can hold on when standing.

At this time, as soon as they knelt down, their legs and feet, head, neck and other places suddenly collapsed with black dirty blood and white bones exposed.

In particular, the centurion, half of his face was rotten and fell down, revealing his bones.

Black blood came down and soaked half of his armor.

He didn't even fall down after suffering from such heartrending pain. He just let out a painful grunt in his mouth.

Xiao ling'er's heart was tight and her eyes were red at that time.

But she tried not to cry, let alone cry.

Because, this is the dignity of Donglin army, is the unyielding iron bone of Donglin army!

Xiao Han took a deep breath and bowed deeply to the more than 30 Donglin soldiers at the head of the city.

"The soldiers are working hard! You are the pride of Donglin army, the pride of Xiaohan! "

More than 30 Donglin soldiers saluted Xiao Han again with respectful attitude and fanaticism and worship in their eyes.

The leading centurion, half of his face moved with a low, hoarse voice, "Lord God, compared with the suffering people in the city, we are not suffering!"

Xiao Han nodded slightly and said nothing more.

The soldiers under his command are blessed by the people in the East China Sea for their iron and blood pride and love!

Soon, the Donglin army opened the gate to welcome Ji Tianxing into the city.

As soon as you enter Xufeng City, you can see a miserable scene of gloomy clouds and bloody rain.

In the whole Xunfeng City, the streets and alleys are full of city guards and people running in panic.

The doors and windows of every family were closed, and many houses were on fire, emitting black smoke.

Teams of city guards, armed with swords and armour, escorted three or five people in rags, hurried through the streets and ran to the distance.

On the broad black stone road, there are many people's bones lying on the ground. The ground is flowing with pieces of black blood, just like a stream.

The screams of men, women, old and young, the howling of pain, the howling of pain, and the cry of tearing heart and lung came from all directions.Ji Tianxing's face is dignified, and his eyes sweep around him. He immediately sees scenes of tragic scenes.

A team of city guards helped and held several people who were full of black gas. They escaped from the houses and ran to the center of the city.

However, before the group had run far away, an old woman with gray hair collapsed on the spot, and her flesh and blood fell to the ground.

She screamed in pain, rolling on the ground and howling. After a few breaths, her flesh and blood were all corroded into black blood.

She became a thin white bone, curled up on the ground, black blood flowing silently under her body, sending out wisps of blood into the sky.

Several city guards stopped for a moment, and then quickly helped a few other people, continued to run to the center of the city.

But they have not run a few steps, another by the city guards in the arms of the child, issued a painful scream.

That is a six or seven year old girl, wearing a small blue skirt, tied two pigtails, raw water lovely.

But in just a few breaths, her flesh and blood quickly rotted into a pool of black blood.

Only a frail and petite corpse, covered with ragged blue skirt cloth, was put on the ground by the city guards.

Before long, one of the city guards fell in the running.

Heavy armor and saber, impact on the black stone ground, issued a crisp sound.

His flesh and blood were festering, he was screaming in pain, rolling and twitching on the ground, and soon he was silent.

After a few minutes, a young warrior in his twenties turned into a pool of black blood, a pile of armor and sabres, and a white bone.

Several other city guards and the people were numb when they saw the scene.

They did not fear, nor cry, but continued to run.

No way, in these two days time, similar scenes continue to play, so that everyone's mood is almost numb.

The people of the city, like walking dead, almost lost their feelings of crying, sympathy, fear and worry.

Everyone was in despair, waiting helplessly for death to come.

Maybe, the next person to become a white bone is myself.

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