Doomsday Sanctuary

In this respect, Di Ping is not as good as Han Ming, and the people who wander in the dark world are indeed extraordinary.

After walking less than one kilometer, he heard a huge roar from the ruins of Jincheng behind him. Even at such a distance, he could feel the terrifying power.

Han Ming stopped and glanced back. His face became extremely ugly, and his eyes were even more fortunate. If it was a step late, he would be hit by this terrifying behemoth.

He didn't dare to delay, and chased him along the trail left in front.

This road is obviously not peaceful, the blood everywhere and the yellow bullets in the grass can imagine the tragic retreat.

After traveling for ten kilometers, there have been few marks of fighting in ten places, and corpses can be seen everywhere, and there are bright red blood marks everywhere, even the soil is soaked with blood, and the ground has messy mutated animal paw prints.

Looking at all this, Han Ming shook his head somewhat helplessly. Such a large group of people walking in the jungle is as bright as a kilowatt bulb in the dark. The mutant animals move without the wind, which is weird.

The team was also obviously aware of this problem. The original marching route, which was nearly fifty meters wide, became a trace only ten meters wide. The personnel gathered together to resist the sneak attack by mutant animals.

After checking the blood traces, Han Ming judged that these people had been away for no more than five hours. At his speed alone, he believed that in three hours, he would be able to catch up with the large troops in front of him, and he could be faster if he did not take the danger into consideration.

He started consciously speeding up, striving to catch up with the army in front of him as soon as possible, because it was almost dark, he rushed all the way from Di Ping’s hometown to Jincheng, and it was 4 o’clock in the afternoon. The road on the road was washed away by the flood, so he had to go It took him nearly a day for more than a hundred kilometers.

In the Jincheng base, there was a delay of almost an hour. It was almost six o'clock when the sun was west, and the forest was covered with red clouds.

He must speed up. If he can't catch up with the big army before dark, he will have to find a place to settle down, knowing that being in such a field at night is no different from looking for death.

After a short time, the night gradually shrouded, a faint mist began to fill the forest, and a chill was already encircling him from all around.

Han Ming looked at the forest that had become a little gloomy due to the sun’s sinking for a while. He shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he could not catch up with the big army because he hadn’t heard a sound from the front. The trace shows that he was not chasing the wrong one, and the only thing left is that the distance is still a little far away.

His judgment was not entirely correct. Originally, he thought that the large forces must be slow. He didn't expect that these people were all running for their lives at this time, and the speed would certainly not be slow. Some slow people have fallen behind and fell into the mouth of mutant animals. The remaining one who didn't run fast, fearing that he would be like a person who was left behind, entered the mouth of the mutant animal and turned into a lump of animal dung.

He tightened his feet, and Han Ming walked for another half an hour. The sky was finally completely dark, and the boundless forest was even darker. If he didn't understand that it had begun to rise, he could no longer see the path under his feet.

At the last moment, Han Ming finally saw a village in the mountains!

In places that have gradually entered the mountainous area, there are really few villages, unlike the road ahead, where there is a village every short distance.

With a house, he doesn't need to risk sleeping in the wild, which makes his originally tense heart relieved a lot.