Apocalypse Demon Summoner

Chapter 381 Triple Rashomon

It can be said that Dajingmen has paid too much for this battle. The picket team was wiped out, more than five regiment leaders died in the corpse tide, and the bear was cut off by the ghost. Although Yang Shuo tried his best to turn the tide, it was in vain at the critical moment. Appearing, but looking at the current situation, it is of no avail at all.

Moreover, even the godsends died too many, dozens of them died,
God!If nothing happens to these masters, let them continue to grow, and they will definitely become the backbone of Dajingmen against foreign enemies!Especially the paladin whose head was bitten off by a ghoul on the tragic death ground, he is the nemesis of the corpse clan!

The strength of the Nuclear Transformation Realm can even compete with the Realm of Fate.

But now?
died!Dead for no apparent reason!
"It's over! It's over!"

Looking at the negative fighting spirit on the battlefield, Xing Jun's resentment towards the ghost's arrival has reached an indelible intensity. He dare not think about what will happen if all his people die?

Xing Jun has already thought about it.

When that time really comes, he will rush down the city wall. No matter what, he will die before the Dajing Gate is breached. He has already paid the greatest price. If the ending cannot be changed, then he would rather die.

Just as Xing Jun was thinking...

Ming Gui suddenly stopped at a distance of more than [-] meters from Dajingmen. Immediately, it squatted halfway on the ground, its pupils dilated, and its hairs stood on end. In the next second, a huge energy bomb emitting red light came from it. grew out of the mouth.

Accompanied by the sound of "Ziz", a strange energy ripple bloomed out
In the next moment, like a nuclear explosion, a strong explosive force gathered on the ghost's head, just like the flames of the end of the world, which is unparalleled in horror.

Everyone raised their heads, with a layer of deep fear in their eyes. Under such power, everyone present was like ants, powerless at all.

Ming Gui's abacus is very good.

This is its last hole card. It gathers all the strength and releases the most powerful move. Now, only the alien species can block this attack. After it is released, if the alien species does not show up, then the whole world will be destroyed. The walls of the gate will all be annihilated, and even the city will be greatly impacted and destroyed.

Once the city wall is lost, then, along with the attack of the zombies, the zombies who see the blood will riot in an instant, not to mention one alien, even five or ten will not be able to reverse the destruction of Dajingmen.

And what if the underworld ghost appeared?

This world-destroying flame permeated all the power of the underworld ghost. Although the strength of the alien species was comparable to his own, there was absolutely no possibility of retreating completely. What's more, in the dark, it had an ally who had never shown up, the Holy Mother of Dongling.

Once the confidant of the alien species is eliminated, then the Dajingmen will be just a turtle in the urn, and the fate will still be the destruction of the city and the death of the people!

It can be said that the ghost's trick is a conspiracy and even a conspiracy. No matter what angle is considered, the alien species must make a choice. Once one step is wrong, it is very likely that the Dajingmen will enter the point of no return.

"I'll see how you fight me!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The flame of doomsday that the ghost is holding up now is more like a thunder storm dozens of times stronger than tornadoes and hurricanes!

"how so?!"

On the battlefield, all the warriors and godsends uttered multiple roars!

No chance!

In the face of such a terrifying power, Dajingmen is as fragile as a blank sheet of paper, there is no possibility of stopping it!
Perhaps this time, Dajingmen is really about to end!

Looking at everything in front of them, everyone's livers were torn apart, and it was impossible to describe their feelings. Desperation, horror, annoyance, unwillingness, all these negative emotions made the battlefield look like a slaughterhouse, and everyone present was like this slaughterhouse. Pigs and cattle in the field.

Powerless!

Really powerless!
You know, the only goal they are working hard for is to build Dajingmen and the relatives who live in it, and now, if the city wall is destroyed and thousands of zombies fill it, then it will not be said that it is a godsend from the natal realm. Those who are legends cannot prevent death from happening!

Once the zombies infect the humans in the city, the number of zombies will not decrease, but will increase. At that time, do you still have to kill your relatives?
Desperation was growing, and everyone present felt like puppets who had lost their souls. Their will to fight dropped sharply, and they even collapsed on the spot, directly committing suicide with a nuclear crystal gun.

"How to do?"

"Who can come and save Dajingmen?!"

Xing Jun clenched his fists, his teeth were almost crushed, and the veins on his neck popped out, giving people the illusion that they were about to snap.

"it's not finished yet."

"Seize the opportunity, as long as this attack is blocked, order a counterattack!"

It's Yang Shuo!
At such a critical moment, Yang Shuo actually took off his shirt, revealing his bronze-colored skin under the clothes. He is not strong, at most he can be regarded as lean, but under his muscles, it seems that he has undergone thousands of tempers. Every inch is so perfect.

"Waiting for this trick!"

At this time, instead of panicking like everyone else, Yang Shuo had a strange sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. He ran a few steps and jumped off the city wall more than ten meters away!

What a joke!
At this time, the soldiers outside the city were eager to hide back in the city in a hurry to avoid the desperate encirclement and annihilation battle, but Yang Shuo, who had stayed in the city well before, jumped off the city wall, this...

This is simply throwing yourself into a trap!

Yang Shuo may not be the most powerful fighter in Dajingmen.

But his abilities are beyond the imagination and insight of ordinary people.

Summoner!
Being able to summon unimaginable demon spirits and existences, for Yang Shuo, at this moment, he can completely bear this devastating blow for the alien species and Dajingmen.

Yang Shuo bit off the thumbs of both hands, his eyes were sharp, and the nuclear energy in his body refracted like a hurricane. He condensed the nuclear energy into his hands, and the joints all over his body burst out with "crackling" sounds.

At the critical moment, the underworld ghost has already launched the flame of destroying the world. The fatal blow of this legend, like a meteorite falling from the sky, carried the power that almost roasted people, and shot towards the Dajingmen. past!
Finished!

At this second, everyone forgot to charge and defend. Their wills froze for a second, and despair shrouded them. At this moment, they seemed to have foreseen the destruction of Dajingmen.

"brush!"

The surrounding battlefield was almost rendered red in front of this power, ghosts were crying and howling, and dead bodies were everywhere, but at this moment, Yang Shuo suddenly pressed his arms on the ground, raised his head, and roared:
"Triple Rashomon!"

At this critical moment, Yang Shuo's figure had no power to resist under the exaggeration of the World-Exterminating Flame, and Xing Jun also looked desperate. He has always had inexplicable trust in Yang Shuo, but at this time , For the first time, a feeling of doubt filled his heart.

How can an existence in the natal realm resist the attack of the legendary realm? !
no chance
Definitely no chance!

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Three consecutive loud noises appeared in everyone's ears.

Xing Jun's heart had already fallen to the bottom of the valley, and just as he had almost resigned to his fate, outside the city wall, it suddenly seemed like tens of thousands of dead people were howling, and a layer of black frost appeared in the entire air.

"what is that?!"

Xing Jun tried his best to look forward through the fog,

Vaguely...

He saw three huge red doors, and on the red doors were three fierce ghosts with different appearances, the bricks and tiles were red, as if weeping blood.

The dust dispersed, and Xing Jun saw more scenes.

On the door, there are many images symbolizing death...

Xing Jun trembled all over, he opened his eyes wide, and muttered to himself as if his lips had been numb from an electric shock:
"Rasho... Rashomon?!"

(End of this chapter)