บท 132: The Red Dust Song

The fourth refinement ox demon was in Qin Huai's hands. It was like a heavy halberd, with the horns as the tip and the body as the handle.

Qin Huai continued to bombard the surroundings, absorbing the experience and qi and blood around him. However, although he was incomparably brave… a single person's strength was still too insignificant in front of the wave of demons. 

Qin Huai stood at the edge of the city gate tower, looking at the wide Pingnan Avenue under his feet, which was now occupied by a group of dark behemoths with red eyes.

The pure white snow was also melted by the hot breath and blood.

Qin Huai couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness when he glanced at the endless stream of demons. 

However, Qin Huai forcefully suppressed this. If they really wanted to exterminate this wave of monsters and demons, they had to rely on the reinforcements from Lingjiang county.

There were too few people in Pingnan who could fight.