The source demon roared like thunder.
The sound of rain is sad, and there are more cries and wails of ordinary people.
At this time, Ji Chuan rushed towards these source demons resolutely without any hesitation.
Lu Qingshan frowned, but it was too late to think more.
It's important to solve these source demons first.
Clang clang!
The metal clanging sound vibrates, and the five element five color sword armor of gold, wood, water, fire and earth comes out of the body and wanders around Lu Qingshan.
Five heavy sword curtains separate all the rain.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Three hundred sword Qi hairsprings appeared behind him.
In the heavy rain, the dense sword Qi, like a lotus flower, suddenly bloomed in all directions, cut through the thick rain curtain and shot at the source demon everywhere in the sight.
A whole large area is completely covered by sword gas hairspring.
The animal tide composed of a large number of second-class source demons was like being swept by fierce fire, blood splashed, blood fog exploded and melted into the rain.
The source demon in this area was suddenly empty under the formula of ten thousand swords.
The ground was covered with broken arms and limbs, which looked a little white under the scouring of rain.
Lu Qingshan glanced at the data panel. Just this wave, nearly 100 pieces of information obtained by experience values flashed on the panel.
Such a dense number of source demons in Fenglin town seems to be a treasure land for brushing experience in front of Lu Qingshan, who has mastered the powerful group attack means - ten thousand sword formula.
In addition to the underworld, he is the only one who will benefit from the source demon riot.
But looking around, there are endless source demons in the whole town, which are constantly attacking those Terrans who are close to collapse.
In this case, how can Lu Qingshan be in the mood to be happy with the huge experience value that is constantly recorded?
Rushed to Ji Chuan, Lu Qingshan looked at the old house of the autumn family and said: "the strongest source demon should be on the old house. Here are peripheral areas. There are some second-class source demons. It's not worth mentioning. How about going to the old house to help the autumn family out first?"
Lu Qingshan's idea is to help the Qiu family solve the most terrible source demons, and then let the Qiu family friars who come from empty hands work together to clean up these low-grade source demons in the town.
This is also the most reasonable way at present.
But Ji Chuan's eyelids were slightly heavy, and his hoarse voice seemed a little low in the rain, "autumn poetry..."
Lu Qingshan was shocked and suddenly reacted.
Qiushiyin is the most peripheral area living in Fenglin town!
And there are nearly 100 "toads" over there that need her protection.
"Go and save her now, maybe it's too late!" Lu Qingshan said hurriedly.
"OK!" Ji Chuan shouted, with a bone chilling look in his eyes.
Boom!
The green waist sword blasted forward with unimaginable speed and power.
In front of this flying sword, those yuan demons who rushed up immediately turned into flying flesh and blood and were swept away.
Ji Chuan, on the other hand, was a remnant of his body. He leaned forward, followed the green waist, and hurried along the path opened by the green waist to the "toad hole".
Lu Qingshan was followed by Jichuan hall.
The peach blossom and the sword gas hairspring continuously swim and shoot out, stop the yuan demon who is ready to attack and fly.
All the source demons that were swept by the sword gas hairspring turned into two pieces in an instant.
Their bodies, due to their habitual action, will still keep the forward attitude and roll away, knocking down the source demon thrown out by the other wing.
Whoosh!
In the heavy rain, the sword air was whistling.
Each sword brings a blood mist and kills the source demon one after another.
Like a sharp sword, they chiseled an arrow directly in the dark source demon tide.
Before long, the 'toad hole' appeared in front of them.
Just in front of the scene, but let Jichuan fall into an ice cave.
Continuous cold rain fell from the empty sky and hit the ground.
Those more than a dozen huts have become ruins and a mess.
Many of the poor but living children I had just seen not long ago fell to the ground and soaked in the rain. Their bodies were incomplete and torn to pieces.
Bodies are everywhere.
The flowers and plants originally planted in the flower beds before and after the thatched house are only a few dilapidated flowers. They look very sad and beautiful when soaked in the stream mixed with rain and blood.
Boom!
Several huge roars came out.
Behind the hut.
The small autumn poem protects the little beggar behind him.
The little beggar trembled, and his little hand clung to the corner of autumn poetry.
Yes, nearly a hundred toad children have survived, and there is only one little beggar left.
Those ferocious source demons surround qiushiyin and are constantly launching raids on qiushiyin.
The number of source demons rushing at the same time every moment is enough to have three.
There are wisps of spiritual power in Qiu Shiyin's hands. These spiritual powers form one spiritual seal after another and blast at the source demon that keeps coming.
However, these holy seals can only be temporary demons, and can not cause real damage.
Feeling the exhausted spiritual power in her body, Qiu Shiyin's heart has become more and more desperate.
Ji Chuan's eyes turned red when he saw Qiu Shiyin protecting a little beggar and facing the ferocious source demon alone.
His heart moved, his green waist crossed an arc in the air, suddenly crossed a distance of tens of feet, and shot in front of Qiu Shiyin.
With a flash of sword light, the bodies of the three source demons besieging Qiu Shiyin were broken in two.
Closely guarding the autumn poetry of the little beggar, she was bleeding all over, her hair was wet by the rain, and cluttered on her pale face.
There was already sadness in Qiu Shiyin's eyes. It didn't fluctuate until the sword was shining.
At the next moment, Ji Chuan appeared in front of Qiu Shiyin.
"It's you..." Qiu Shiyin looked at Jichuan's face, and a very weak and desolate smile appeared on his face.
There was a very complex emotion in her eyes. Then she felt that her body was soft and her consciousness was suddenly dark. Unexpectedly, she fainted and fell straight to Jichuan.
Ji Chuan hurriedly held the autumn poetry falling to him, and the killing intention in his heart was very strong.
"You source demons, damn it!" he wanted to vent his anger!
A dazzling arc sword light cuts and sweeps, and the speed is terrible.
The nearby source demons are too dense to dodge at close range.
Only one arc sword light swept more than ten source demons nearby.
For a time, the corpses of the source demon were broken in two everywhere.
"People have been saved. Now let's hurry to support Qiu's old house!" Ji Chuan said to Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan nodded slightly.
Ji Chuan held the faint autumn poem in his left hand, picked up the little beggar in his right hand, opened the way with a green waist, and quickly swept away with Lu Qingshan towards the old house of the autumn family.