Vol 3 Chapter 2362: Hell disaster

Looking at the back that gradually dissipated in the wind, Qin Long Yang Tian made a resentful roar.
He never dreamed of dreaming. This time, the comeback, only to follow for a few months, has to be truly separated.
Although his time to follow the Qin dynasty is not long, the grace of Qin dynasty is more sincere than all the emotions in the world. They are like blood brothers.
Nowadays, the Qin dynasty is a human being. Qin Long maintains the heavens and is the order.
It is destined that it is difficult for the two to have another intersection, and the relationship between them is only the right and wrong.
Qin Yu and Yu Keer left the heavens.
In the end, he decided to completely let go of the past, forgetting all kinds of right and wrong, and flying with Qin.
After forgetting the past to be born again, after experiencing a lot of hardships, the two men finally achieved a positive result.
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Hell is the season when Mandala blossoms.
The flowers are blooming and red as fire.
After several months of rest, the disaster brought by the World War II finally recovered. After the war, although there was peace in the hell, it was a bit deserted and a legend was missing.
The life and death of Qin Hou has become a mystery.
For most people, Qin Hou is already dead.
With the tyrannical tyrant, together with the end, to the ashes.
But for those who dance, Michelle, Qufu, etc., they are still waiting for a miracle.
"Emperor, the singer said that the Nether River has been flooded with water recently. It is necessary to allocate 300,000 rations of grain and grass to fight the disaster along the route. In addition, I would like to ask the Emperor to use the great power to pray for the disaster."
Li Sheng hurried into the back garden, a small dance to the piano.
The little dance held the strings and the eyebrows were light.
Although she had great mana, it was only the last time that Qin Hou and Guang Wang fought a whole dragon, and the pulse of the whole was extremely unstable. Nowadays, the pulse of the whole is extremely unstable. From time to time, there will be some natural disasters that pop up and smash civilians. In the face of this kind of hell, even her, she is unable to return to heaven.
After all, she is not a Tibetan Bodhisattva, nor a Buddha.
"I know, let's fight the disaster first, and I will go to the Nether River to inspect tomorrow."
Small dance.
"Emperor, not only that, the fire in the hell, the blood and sea tsunami, the countless dragons collapsed in madness."
"Yu Wencai has issued instructions to the prison ghosts to fully rescue the disaster, but in the current situation, if there is no big deal, these disasters are endless, and will be destroyed sooner or later."
Li Shengdao.
On the Nether River, the water is raging.
Due to the damage of the big dragon of Hell, the nine rounds were sealed down to the ground because of the flame flower. For a time, the gas field of the whole changed greatly. The calm Nether River is affected by the dragon veins. It begins to swell and sway, and the water flows diverted, swallowing the vast fertile city and land along the coast.
It’s hard to recover from the rest of the world, and the people who got a breather after the Great War disaster are once again in the heat of life.
In this disaster, the whole city of the third floor of Hell was most seriously damaged. The cost of the whole security was in the low-lying place, and it was located at the junction of the prison and the Nether. It is now a tsunami and flood, and the entire city is almost completely flooded.
Countless people have been displaced overnight, and the rivers are dying. It can be described as bleak.
The city owner of Quan'an City is called Yutonghai. It is the big scorpion of the Three Prison Ghosts. This is a hobby-like waste. When the flood came, he was escorted by the and fled the Quanan City on a secluded ship.
When I left, I didn’t even have a warning, so that the people couldn’t escape. The Rao’s people were quite water-permeable, and they still suffered countless deaths and injuries.
Slopes outside the city.

Is the city owner connected?
The rain poured, and a general in black armor drank in the thunderstorm.
He was already drenched by the rain, and the steel-like body stood upright in the wind. Looking at the people who were running the slopes in the distance, the eyes were full of pain.
"General, the city owner can't contact, I heard that it was running by boat." The guard shouted.
"How many ships are left," asked the general.
"No, all the 300 warships that can be dispatched have been put on. The city's main government has purchased more than 30 ships, all of which have been transferred by the Yutong Sea and transported their belongings." The guard answered truthfully.
"Awful, how can a big man be a city owner, how can he ignore the people's lives?"
The general roared.
Immediately afterwards, he ordered: "Let the various departments speed up the ropes, save the people in the water as much as possible, and send the water-soluble brothers to the water to try, save one, and the rest will give me a step up. Earth, put the hillside to the high floor."
"General, we have already washed away a few water ghosts by the flood. The soil layer of the base is far from being washed away by rain. At most one hour, the hill will be submerged."
The guards are red-eyed and helpless.
"Do your best, listen to your destiny, do as I say." The general was cold.
His name is Wang Hao, the guardian of the Quan'an City. The original Quan'an is at the intersection of the rivers and seas, the fertile soil, and the superior geographical advantage, making Quan'an City a rare and prosperous city.
Today, the high-rise buildings in the distance are only the top of the building ~EbookFREE.me~ the once prosperous metropolis, all submerged in the water.
A good city, that's it.
What is even more desperate is that these disasters are just the beginning. No one knows what will happen in the future. But if you can't change the current situation of hell, it is only a matter of time before the entire is swallowed up by the disaster.
The flood is still soaring and will soon spread to the slopes.
This is their last position. The small hills are crowded with refugees. The soldiers bit their teeth and hold hands to build the walls to resist the flood as much as possible, and use their lives to create the last trace of safety.
However, all of this is in vain, and it seems that a bigger wave is rushing over the sea.
There is no doubt that once the waves are up, everyone will be swallowed up in an instant.
"Heaven!"
Wang Hao gave amazement.
The soldiers were also shivering one by one.
In the face of such a huge wave, the power of man is embarrassing. The refugees cried together and made a final farewell to each other’s relatives.
The only thing they can do at the moment is to wait for death.
Seeing that the big waves are coming, but I heard a few screams from the river, and I saw nine dragons with unique angles driving from the lower reaches of the water.
Although the dragon is not a dragon god, it is also a royal spirit.
In the blink of an eye, the huge water waves were broken up by the birth. At the same time, one of them was on top of a dragon, a blue figure, and the whole body shone. Wherever he went, Bai Mang Yaotian.
A rune of text, like a raindrop, fell into the river, the original arrogant Nether River gradually became gentle, and the huge water waves began to spontaneously stop rolling, and madly rushed into the underwater vortex.
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