At the north gate, the crowd was as thin as mud and sand, and was slowly squeezing towards the city gate, but the black frenzy had already swallowed up.

Hundreds, thousands, and over ten thousand people, death is taking place in every corner, and the real doomsday destruction swept through!!!

In the past, standing on the city wall, people could see a city full of flowers. Although the main color is not as bright and luxurious as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, the rhyme after the wind and frost of history is always more fascinating, as if a slightly moving story is hidden in every brick and tile...

At this moment, the black storm was all made up of hideous undead spirits. The real doomsday scene enveloped the world, turning life and architecture into nothing!!

Crying and shouting filled the cold air, hoarse and exhausted!

Corpse, ghost, and bones are everywhere like a tsunami, the earth and buildings collapse, and the sky and clouds are fading!

How many people have not been evacuated? Just by looking at the tears and despair of the entire inner city, you can tell that there are countless...

The entire inner city gradually became silent.

I didn’t have the strength to condemn, nor did I have the least thought to ask. The catastrophe was enough to suppress all my backbone, questioning, and clamor!

This is the sky that will destroy the city, and the city will destroy people and die, just like annihilation!

...

The road was full of people, and iron vehicles were not allowed to occupy a little bit of space. They curled up, cried, and were everywhere. I don’t know whether they were waiting for the next death verdict or praying to be able to pass through it safely.

The so-called "multiple people" are gone at this moment. The souls of most people have been destroyed by the catastrophe, leaving an empty shell.

Tears are more than rain, and the heart is colder than the cold winter. Who will care about gains and losses, who will care about whether they are more comfortable or crowded? Anyway, in the end, everyone can't escape the engulf of this doomsday ocean, or that everyone has fallen into a country of death, and the most terrifying human nature seems humble and insignificant.

Walking through the crowded road and passing through this dense street full of escapees, Zhang Xiaohou kept taking deep breaths and clenching his fists tightly.

I am really incompetent!

I clearly saw the people from the Black Holy See planning something near the ancient capital very early, but why didn’t I expect them to have such a disaster!

What’s even more incompetent is that he clearly heard the voice of the Great Deacon Tozu, why can’t he remember who he is!!

The Black Holy See was eradicated earlier, and perhaps this disaster could have been avoided.

People all over the streets, regardless of gender, age, and were all closely adjacent to each other. They were dull after the disaster. Not only did the catastrophe surrounded this small inner city because of the doomsday catastrophe, but they also lost hope for survival. Most of the engulfed cities had their relatives and friends.

For many people, even if a close relative leaves is the end of the world, let alone the world left him alone.

"What's wrong?" Su Xiaoluo saw that Zhang Xiaohou's eyes were red, and hurriedly asked.

Zhang Xiaohou wiped his wet eyes, took a breath of bitter air and said slowly: "In the year of my senior year, when we were bleeding in Bocheng, I told myself that I would never let such a thing happen again. I would definitely make myself stronger, so strong that I could destroy all the sins that bring misfortunes to people... But so many years have passed, the same thing happened again, more people died, countless wizards sacrificed, and I was still like before, I could do nothing, I could only watch, just like a waste."

Small, this is something that makes Zhang Xiaohou hate his bone marrow.

This inner city wrapped in a golden barrier can't last long, and it won't take long to watch the people around him die...

He has already experienced this feeling. Life is really worse than death, and he cannot bear it for the second time.

He wanted to do something, and when he saw the fugitives all over the city, he just wanted to do something, far better than waiting for death so humbly.

"Don't blame yourself too much. It's because the Black Holy See is too heartbroken and insidious. You didn't do anything. At least you know that one of the masterminds behind this conspiracy is hidden among you Bocheng people. When Mo Fan finds your classmates, you may be able to find the Great Deacon Hujin." Su Xiaoluo comforted him.

As soon as he spoke, Su Xiaoluo found several people rushing towards here in the crowd. The one who walked in front was Mo Fan wearing black clothes.

"Mo Fan, we are here!" Su Xiaoluo immediately waved his hand.

Mo Fan led Mu Bai, Zhou Min, Zhao Kunsan and Wang Sanpang to come over, glanced at Fang Gu, who had not left, and saw that Zhang Xiaohou's eyes were red and he smiled bitterly.

Mu Bai and others looked equally ugly. They had witnessed this scene. They thought these things had become the past, but they did not expect that the more terrifying bad news had just arrived.

"I have already told them the four of them that monkeys, they will think of the people they know, you can do the exclusion... no matter how, find out the Hujin Deacon as soon as possible, and then immediately notify the Councillor Zhu Meng and let them take action." Mo Fan said to Zhang Xiaohou.

Zhang Xiaohou nodded with a solemn expression.

Mu Bai, Zhou Min, Zhao Kunsan, and Wang Sanpang also had a serious expression. It took them a long time to calm down when Mo Fan told them the news.

"Let me talk first. Among the people I know, there should be Lin Yuxin and Deng Kai. I haven't seen Lin Yuxin for some years. When I first came to the ancient capital, she took good care of me." Zhou Min said.

"Lin Yuxin, is she in Bocheng too?" Mo Fan said in a little surprised.

When this name was mentioned, a woman wearing a white uniform with a beautiful face but a sense of righteousness appeared in Mo Fan's mind.

I remember that it was Lin Yuxin who threw the Holy Spring to herself and tried her best to protect this precious Bocheng Spring. She also made an indelible contribution to Bocheng’s ability to survive!

"Lin Yuxin can't be from the Black Holy See." Mo Fan said with certainty.

"Where is Deng Kai?" Mu Bai asked.

Deng Kai is a senior executive of the Hunter Alliance and he worked very hard to protect Bocheng.

After Principal Zhu died in battle, Deng Kai originally took over as the principal of Tianlan Magic High School. Later, Bocheng became a military base, and Tianlan Magic High School also became a small military academy. Deng Kai even though other people from Bocheng arrived at the ancient capital.

"Deng Kai's voice is quite special, I still have an impression, probably not." Zhang Xiaohou shook his head and said.

"Mu Bai, tell me, you should have seen the most people." Mo Fan said.

Mu Bai pondered for a while, and had something to say, but he looked like he didn't know how to speak.

"Mu Bai, what are you doing? It's time... Don't you want to find the people from the Black Holy See? Don't forget that all of us have been ruined by them. This revenge must be avenged no matter what!" Zhou Min shouted!
Chapter completed!