Chapter 1111

The city and the city was silent, and everyone was staring at the King Kong who fell in the pool of blood. It seemed that they could not believe that the powerful King Kong had fallen like this.

Bang, bang, Bang...

Di Ping stood quietly with his knife in his hand, listening to King Kong's heart beating, jumping more and more weakly, and then until it disappeared and disappeared, a huge dark green soul energy slowly rose into his body, and then he took a long breath.

King Kong is really dead!

He suddenly jumped on King Kong's body, stood on its chest, and slowly raised the sword in his hand, all the way over his head, and then roared in the sky.

The long whistling sound was like the roar of a tiger and the song of a dragon. The dark clouds in the shaking sky dissipated in an instant. The momentum of dominating the world spread like a panic in the sky, which seemed to be releasing sovereignty to the heaven and earth.

Everyone's eyes fell on Diping, who was covered by the holy white light, like a God. There was a fanatical worship and awe in their eyes. Now dipin is the God in their mind.

Bai Jing, who came with Han Zhongguo, saw this scene, and his eyes were filled with shock and horror!

all of a sudden, the city erupted into a great cheer, and all the people held their weapons in their hands and roared wildly.

"Long live the city Lord!"

I don't know who yelled, and then a neat roar broke out at the head of the city: "long live the city Lord!" The shouts were neat and uniform, as if they had been rehearsed, and the neat and sonorous voice resounded through the whole world.

The people in the shelter city were frightened one by one. Listening to the roar of the terror beast from time to time outside the city, their bodies trembled with fear. At this time, they suddenly heard the cheers of victory. They could not believe it for a moment. After half a moment, they knew that the battle had been won. All their faces showed a smile and began to walk outside, holding hands and cheering and jumping.

"Victory! Victory

"Long live the city Lord"

Liu Bingyu and Yu Shujie are busy calling for people to deliver goods and materials to the city head. Their heads are covered with sweat and they have no time to wipe them off. At this time, they straighten up at last, their faces show joy, and the worry in their eyes finally fades away.

Although they didn't go to the city, they saw the bloody people coming down from the city. They knew how terrible the battle was. They were very worried about the safety of Di Ping.

Ning Nan, whose head is covered with sweat, also raises her head and listens to the sound. A faint smile appears in the corner of her eyes. However, she soon converges and lowers her head to sew up the wound for the wounded. Her hands are more stable and her movements are faster.

There is only one voice in the whole shelter City, that is, "long live the Lord!"

All people are trying to bellow to vent the fear and uneasiness in the heart, it seems that only in this way can we vent out.

Even if it was Liu Zhenya, Liu Minsheng and the soldiers he had brought, they raised their hands and cheered with excitement at this time. However, they would not shout "long live the city Lord" like the soldiers. However, they could not help admiring and admiring the figure standing like a mountain under the city.

The shelter city has such a human existence, bianzhou base can only make friends with it, can not be the enemy, this has gone beyond the scope of normal human beings, is no longer human.

Their grandsons and grandsons have strengthened their sense of cooperation in their hearts. The awakened are so powerful that all human hopes will be in the awakened. This will become a trend. If they do not understand this trend, they will eventually be swallowed up by the end of the world.

Crazy vent for two or three minutes, di Ping see that all the vent almost, this just raised his hand to let people stop.

When he made a gesture, the cheering of the city stopped gradually, and then the whole city was quiet. Although the soldiers on the wall still had a fever, they all looked at di Ping quietly

"open the gate, clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded!"

Di Ping's voice suddenly sounded, the voice was as loud as Huang Zhong Da Lu, and everyone listened to it.

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