"Yes! Donate your vitality so that everyone can live!" Xuan Cheng stood up again. He was knocked down again just now. He said: "Everyone donate your vitality! Both to others and yourself!"

Seeing A Cheng doing this and seeing Xuan Cheng Jiaming standing up again and again, Minghui and the others no longer hesitated. They would also do the same. Ming Ming said: "Zhang Ling, I believe you! We have been through it."

So many supernatural incidents are all saved by you. There will be no accidents this time! Zhang Ling! I am willing to give you my vitality!"

Jiaming turned to Xuancheng and gave a thumbs up and said: "You are the best! You taught us that even if our strength is insignificant compared to powerful enemies, we can still use our weak strength to fight tightly.

Seize hope and win!" Jiaming then firmly said one by one: "I want to fight!"

Following Jiaming's statement, Minghui, Hua Tsai and Ah Cheng also expressed their willingness to fight and donate their own energy.

"Zhang Ling! Our good friend! Old classmate, please take our vitality! Use our vitality to turn into your power to destroy the devil!" This is the common sentiment of Minghui and Hua Tsai.

"Great!" Zhang Lingzai smiled because he felt the power gathering. Although they were the only ones, everyone in front of the TV was watching. After they saw it, some people would be moved by it.

It's exactly like this that people sigh after seeing it and can't take their eyes off it.

And Wen Zhenghua was watching on the TV station. He said: "Great! Okay! Turn the TV to Xuancheng's place! Look how he fights!" Even though the camera turned to that place, Xuancheng was still fighting hard.

.Xuancheng is still fighting hard and his heroic appearance is truly touching to see.

Brigadier Chen said: "Okay! I think we can start switching the camera to the army now!" Wen Zhenghua nodded and said: "Okay! Let's start now!"

As soon as he said this, the TV switched to the live broadcast of the military camp so that people could see the same excitement. ( )

Countless soldiers were standing densely on the TV in the playground. Each soldier had his eyes closed tightly and raised his arms. They even shouted together: "I am willing to donate my vitality."

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At this time, every soldier had gas coming out of his head, and the gas slowly rose into the air. Soon a cloud was formed. The cloud and mist kept covering the face so that people could see clearly.

Wen Zhenghua said very provocatively: "Have you seen it? Now everyone has donated their vitality! Even the soldiers are like this! Have you all seen it?"

People watching the TV were also whispering. First of all, someone said: "Look! These people's heads are boiling with energy. Is this the donated energy?" Others responded: "Yes!

This should be the donated vitality!"

The role of the military is quite great. People kept nodding and saying, "Even the military is donating energy! It seems to be true! You can trust it!"

Just because they saw the army donating their vitality, some people immediately did so, and some raised their hands and imitated the example and donated their own vitality.

Although many people have donated, there are still many people who have not taken action! We must get more people to take action.

Wen Zhenghua also said: "Look, everyone! The city's leadership team also asked Zhang Ling to donate his vitality!" It was switched immediately with the press of a button.

I saw the mayor and a bunch of senior officials imitating the example and donating their vitality. There was gas forming in their heads, just like the densely packed soldiers in the playground. But their gas was not as strong as the soldiers.

That’s all.

Some senior officials were watching the TV and clicking: "This is the mayor. This is the director of education. This is the director of public security. This is the director of finance..."

When they saw it, they said, "Did you see it? Even the mayor and a group of senior officials are donating their energy! These pampered people are not afraid anymore. What else do we have to be afraid of? Why can't we imitate them?"

There is nothing wrong with the saying that if something is good, it will be imitated. More people watching TV raised their hands, and they also followed suit!

More people in the streets and alleys raised their hands and closed their eyes, silently chanting in their hearts to donate their energy. They all donated it. You can see that Qingshan City, which was once covered with dark clouds, is now full of swirling gas.

When it comes out, these gases want to break through the darkness.

"Great!" Zhang Ling was very happy because he knew that more and more power had been gathered, but this power was not enough and more power was needed to destroy the demon king.

It's just that the Demon Lord couldn't sit still because he saw that Zhang Ling had gathered so much power and combined with the two swords of Tiangang and Disha, he really had no choice but to be eliminated! He couldn't allow this to happen.

The Demon King originally wanted to stop the broadcast, but found that he couldn't penetrate his power at all. He felt strange that if he could penetrate his power, he would completely cut off the broadcast to prevent them from doing anything detrimental to him.

matter.

Zhang Ling smiled and said: "Demon Lord, I'm telling you, because I have just allocated some power to set up a barrier here, your power cannot get out!"

When the Demon Lord heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Ling, you are so disgusting! You actually set up a barrier for me without my knowledge! You are so good! Just remember that even if you give me

So what if I set up a barrier? I don’t think your barrier can last long, but I can still break through it!"

As soon as the Demon Lord said that it was in his hand, a black ball of light immediately appeared. As long as the black ball of light was thrown out, it would be very difficult for them not to say anything.

"Your opponent is me!" Xuan Cheng knew that Zhang Ling was still gathering. Although the gathered strength was enough, it was far from enough! He had to hold on!

Xuancheng, who was lying in a pool of blood, struggled hard to stand up, but his struggle seemed very weak. He stood up with his hands supporting his body, and his palms were soaked with his own blood.

Zhang Ling just glanced at Xuancheng and knew that Xuancheng was at the end of his strength, but he had to stay ahead of him and continue fighting. He couldn't give up now! The required power was not enough and he had to continue to gather more power.

Xuan Cheng was struggling. His hands in the pool of blood pushed harder and pushed his body up. As soon as he stood up, he still couldn't use his feet.

With a "pop" sound, Xuan Cheng fell back into a pool of blood again. He opened his eyes and looked feebly into the distance, breathing heavily.

Zhang Ling looked at Xuan Cheng with her teeth clenched and tears rolling down her eyes. What Zhang Ling thought in her heart was: "Xuan Cheng, I'm sorry! I know it's hard for you! But I have to rely on you to hold on! I still need to

Only the strength of some people will do! It’s not possible now! Xuan Cheng! Please persist!”

Manxiang looked at Zhang Ling in pain and knew what Zhang Ling was thinking. He was also worried about Xuan Cheng and felt guilty for not having a chance. Now that Xuan Cheng was already injured like this, he still had to complete the impossible.

The battle is really cruel! But there is really no way.

Wei Dao knew his son's difficulties. He didn't want his son to bear the blame, so he had to bear it himself! So Wei Dao stood up and said loudly: "Hen Cheng, the only person we can rely on now is you! Because you have obtained the power of the City God.

Only you can stop the demon lord with your Taoist behavior. Only then can you help us eliminate the demon lord! If you can't hold on anymore, we will all die, and the entire Qingshan City, including more people, will die!"

"Although I know that you are now covered with bruises and have reached your limit, I still hope that you can still fight! You can still fight for time! The success of Xuan depends on you!"

Wei Dao was in great pain when he said these words, and he did not dare to look at Xuancheng because he was afraid that once he saw Xuancheng himself, he would not have the courage to say such excessive words.

Xiaoyaozi also spoke up: "Yes! You are our hope now! All we can do now is rely on you! Although it is very cruel! But I have to rely on you so much! You must know that you are guarding the Demon Lord and monitoring

You are a member of the Demon Lord! It has been passed down to your generation that you are the one who has overcome the tribulation! Since you are the person who has overcome the tribulation, you will naturally have the ability to help eliminate the Demon Lord!"

Wei Dao and Xiaoyaozi said at the same time: "Although we treat you very cruelly! But we are not capable! If we were capable, we would rather be the one to succeed you! We will no longer let you deal with everything with difficulty!

Now you are our hope! You cannot fail! You must fight!"

At this time, Xuancheng, who was lying in a pool of blood, had no other thoughts but one thought - to fight to the end! Xuancheng looked at Zhangling in the distance with his eyes wide open.

What Xuan Cheng was thinking in his heart was: "Fight! I must keep fighting! No matter what, I have to fight! I can't lose! I am the one who deserves the disaster! My wish since I was a child is to destroy the devil! This time

We must destroy the Demon Lord! I can’t lose, people are watching me!”

Yes! A sense of responsibility arises spontaneously! A belief in victory creates an unswerving belief that drives Xuan Cheng to continue fighting! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to qidian to vote for recommendation.
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