Xuancheng looked at Zhang Ling again and saw that the energy in Zhang Ling's hands had not been completely gathered yet. He knew that he had to wait and let people gather their power. Now, although most people donate their power,

It has come out, but there is still a lot that has not been donated! The energy gathered now is not enough to defeat the demon king and must continue to gather. He must fight to infect people and make them donate their energy.

Zhang Ling's eyes were watching whether Xuancheng, Manxiang, Weidao, Xiaoyaozi and Le Zhongzi were also there. Xuancheng knew it clearly.

"Fight! I can't lose! An Guo has sacrificed his life! I want revenge from An Guo! And the master..." Xuancheng didn't expect the master to say to him before he died: "Disciple, you are the one who deserves the disaster. You have to face the devil."

No matter how dangerous it is, your life is in danger, but I still hope you can defeat the devil and fight to the end!"

"After all, this is our bounden duty as monitors that has been passed down from generation to generation for several generations! And if you fall into your generation, you are destined to suffer greater pain than others!"

The master said with tears in his eyes: "I hope you will finally have no regrets as a generation of monitors! Maybe you are the last generation! As long as you can eliminate the devil, you don't have to work hard from generation to generation!"

Xuancheng either held his master's hand tightly and promised him repeatedly, or he would fight to the end. This was his determination.

Xuancheng recalled this scene. He said as if he was hallucinating: "Master! Master!" It was as if his master was standing in front of him, smiling at him. He also said: "You can do it!"

You must be able to become my disciple!"

Xuancheng smiled and said: "Yes! Master. I will burn the fire of my life to the end! I will fight to the end! Master, you see that the last supervisor who monitors the Demon Lord will shovel it for the Demon Lord."

Bury him with a shovelful of earth!"

Master was smiling at Xuan Cheng: "Yes! My disciple can do it! Disciple, you and I will meet! We will meet!" Hearing the master say meeting, Xuan Cheng knew that he would die! But!

Death is not scary to him.* Because Xuancheng said: "Even if I die, I have to be the last one!"

He struggled to stand up again, but the pain in his body was the biggest obstacle! It was more than that. When he got up, he touched the wound on his body and was bleeding. Did he just want to stand up?

Can the blood in his body be drained and stopped? If it were not for the power of the City God, he would have died long ago after bleeding so much.

"Get up!" This was Xuan Cheng's roar! What's more, his eyes showed firm and tenacious belief! He stood up sideways, even if he stood up high to the left and low to the right. Although such a posture is very ugly,

No one said he was ugly. Because Xuan Cheng’s appearance is really impressive and makes people admire him!

The Demon Lord's mouth opened wide as if he was lecturing: "Damn it! Why do you want to stand up? How can you stand up! Come down! I don't allow you to stand up! No!"

"

But no matter what, Xuancheng wanted to stand up. He would not succumb to the demon king's power. He stood straight with his left foot, but his right foot was still bent. He was shaking with force and his right foot was not standing up straight like that.

My left foot seemed to be affected by my right foot and started to shake.

The Demon Lord smiled and said: "Look at you! You can't even stand! Do you want to stand up again? Look! There is blood flowing out of your waist. Your clothes are stained red with blood! Your clothes are stained red with blood!"

I can't even straighten my waist! Do you still want to fight? What qualifications do you have to fight? Tell me! What qualifications do you have to fight!"

Not only the Demon Lord had this view, but even those who had not donated their vitality were looking at them, and they were dumbfounded that Zhang Ling, who had turned into a bloody man and was not injured at all, continued to fight.

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Some people did not understand and said something like this: "What is he still stubborn about? Why does he want to fight? What is he thinking? In such a situation, if others don't kill him, he will do it himself.

Dead! But why should he stand up again and ask for the so-called Zhangling Yuanqi to fight again to delay time?"

Some people also said: "Yes! Even if the demon king is eliminated, he can survive, but in his current state, his life has reached the end of his life. Who is he fighting for? He has to keep fighting.

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Xuancheng shouted out his heart. This was the best answer: "Demon Lord, I know that my life has come to an end, but I still have to fight because I want to show you that human beings are powerful! Human beings are not

You can pinch me as much as you want! We have our dignity even if we die! It’s not something you can trample on as you please!”

"And even if I die, as long as I can eliminate you, my friends, my parents, my children, and all my relatives can live a happy life because the Demon Lord is eliminated. So we can only continue to fight.

OK!"

"Don't fight for the ones you love! And I know that we are not fighting alone, but there are many people behind us who want to survive and want their relatives, lovers, and friends to survive! They will all donate their energy and then rely on us.

The power of these people is yes! As long as everyone contributes a negligible amount of power, it will be enough to destroy the devil!"

After saying what he was thinking, Xuan Cheng couldn't stand still anymore and fell down. However, he finally stabilized his body and did not fall.

Instead of supporting him with his hands, Xuancheng used a talisman. He wanted to pick up the Tianshi Sword but found that he had no strength to pick up the Tianshi Sword. Only the Tianshi Seal was still flying around his body, and the Tianshi Seal was flashing in the air.

It's shining! It seems that Xun Cheng's injuries are being treated through light. Although it's a drop in the bucket, it's better than nothing!

"Haha!" Xuan Cheng gasped and said, "Everyone, please donate your vitality to Zhangling! You, your family, and your loved ones! Donate it!"

"Damn it! I told you to shut up!" The demon king didn't want Xuan Cheng to talk anymore. If Xuan Cheng kept talking, he would be able to encourage a large group of people to listen to his advice and start donating their energy. This is the devil.

This is the last thing you want to see.

With a "pop", Zhang Ling was knocked down by the Demon Lord. He fell to the ground and it was difficult for Xuan Cheng to stand up again. The Demon Lord now did not want to attack Zhang Ling, but wanted people to remain afraid, because only fear can

It is the source of his strength. If people no longer have fear but retain hope, then his journey will only fail.

"Pah! Pah!" The Demon Lord stepped on Zhang Ling's body several times and he shouted: "Did you all see it? Did you see it? He can't do anything! Don't listen to him!"

The people in front of the TV were stunned when they saw this scene, but Xuan Cheng's words echoed in their minds over and over again. Wen Zhenghua, who was in charge of the live broadcast on the TV station, certainly would not miss this good opportunity. He was the one who ordered

People play it over and over again. This seems to further deepen the impression in people's minds.

"I haven't lost! I can fight again!" Xuan Cheng said and actually smeared his own blood on the Demon Lord's feet. Just as he was about to draw a talisman quickly, the Demon Lord retreated and looked at Xuan in surprise.

This kid is really not afraid of death. He is already like this and still insists on being stubborn.

"Fight! Fight again!" This is Xuan Cheng's inner cry! Although he cannot turn his blood into a talisman and draw it on the Demon Lord's feet, he is lying in a pool of blood. His willpower to fight is amazing.

It has made people admire and do what they want. This is the appeal of a hero!

"My eyes can't see! I can't see!" Xuancheng said such words. His eyes seemed to be blind due to repeated injuries.

But he was not afraid that he would fight again. He said: "I still have a heart! Yes! I still have my life! As long as my life is alive, I have to keep fighting! I can't, Demon Lord, go over and hurt Zhang Ling!"

Zhang Ling looked straight at Xuan Cheng with tears in his eyes and said: "Xuan Cheng..." He then shouted: "Everyone! It's still a little short of it! Donate your energy to me! Hurry! Donate to me quickly! Otherwise!

We all have to die! One person's power is limited, but when the power of the masses is gathered, it is great. This power can be overwhelming and omnipotent! Let everyone save themselves and others donate their energy to me!"

Not only the people watching the TV were moved, but also the people working in the TV station were deeply moved. They also said: "Yes! I am also willing to donate my energy!" Even the most selfish and most selfish person was deeply moved.

The bastard TV station director took off his glasses at this moment, wiped the lenses and said, "I want to do that too!"

Wen Zhenghua knew that now was the time. He asked the photographer to point the camera at him and said: "Everyone, I am also willing to donate my energy! Zhang Ling! If you need your energy, even if you drain all the energy from me, I will

And I will die without any regrets! You can drain my vitality now!"

Wen Zhenghua is also a very effective person, because Wen Zhenghua's title of Great Benevolent Man is not for nothing. Wen Zhenghua's appeal is not small. His actions will naturally have a great effect, so that people can also donate their energy.
Chapter completed!