Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Chapter 1285 The Strange Painting Style of "Pojun"

I don't know how many people have heard Chu Yu say that...'Come on! '

Secondary two, enthusiastic, but full of sincerity.

Even at the beginning...the girl would personally copy the paintings for them, but in the end, she couldn't even draw a pen.

The rocking chair was still there, shaking slightly.

Only above, has become empty.

There were only pendants hanging on the armrests of the rocking chairs. They were handed over to Chu Yu by soldiers before they died, and Chu Yu carefully preserved the last keepsakes.

Including the dusty painting box in the corner...

For a moment, the entire town of demons was filled with that sad and lonely atmosphere.

Until a white-haired old man sighed softly and took a step forward.

"Chu Yu..."

"It lives up to the name of the five generations of the human race."

"Everyone, do you dare to go out?"

Along with the old voice, shouts sounded one after another.

"war!"

"war!"

The roars echoed continuously.

"Who said that my human race... only dare to defend the city, and dare not attack."

"Today... fight for Chu Yu, fight for the name of the five generations of the human race!"

The words fall.

City gates open.

Soldiers rushed out of the city along the stairs like crazy, continuously.

on the throne.

The old white ape slowly opened his eyes.

"If I take a step back, will you take a step closer?"

"But the moment you go out of town..."

"It's no longer an advantage."

"Under the absolute strength gap, morale is not so important."

"Going out of town...is not sane."

The old white ape muttered to himself, and slowly got up on the throne.

"My king, Nian Chu, has fallen, and I feel something in my heart. I will give you three days for the human race to breathe."

"But you, the human race, took the initiative to challenge my demon clan's majesty..."

"When cut..."

"Where is my demon son?"

The old white ape's momentum suddenly increased, and he said with a low growl.

The howls continued to sound, and the murderous aura was boiling.

One by one, the monsters were gearing up, their blood-red eyes fixed on the human race in the distance.

"Let them come and go..."

The tone of the old white ape was so confident, as if he had never thought about the possibility of them failing.

And this kind of absolute self-confidence once again inspired the fighting spirit of the monsters.

For a while, the demon cloud condensed again.

The light that pierced through the dark clouds gradually dimmed at this moment.

"Stupid lines, the atmosphere of Secondary School..."

"But the effect is always the best."

"When the great foreplay is over, it's always time for dinner."

The old white ape shook his head slightly, sighed, he didn't have the blood-boiling look just now, he just turned around calmly, sat back on the throne, and stopped watching the battlefield.

When the human race sent troops, everything was already doomed.

This battle...

There is no winner or loser.

The momentum of the human race is like a rainbow, and the army of the monster race is overwhelming.

The human race took this opportunity to take the initiative to attack, even if the result was a draw, they must maintain their iron-blooded atmosphere.

In essence, the Yaozu still suffered a disadvantage.

But the overall result is not unacceptable.

It's just that after this battle, at least within three to five days, the Yaozu can't take the initiative to attack the city again.

below...

The two torrents collided in an instant.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, meeting is a fight between life and death.

Blood splashed and flowed like a river.

The old white ape raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked at Zhenyao Pass: "Where are you hiding..."

"Always sneaking around in the dark, how boring."

"Even now, I still can't figure out why you and Ji Hong are doing this."

"Doing heroic things, bearing the infamy of evil..."

"Thanks..."

The old white ape was a little emotional and shook his head slightly.

……

Baihuang Mountain.

Yu Sheng stood on the top of a barren mountain, holding a painting in his hand, looking into the distance, frowning slightly.

"It's faster than I expected..."

"Do it directly..."

He pondered for a few seconds, and then suddenly floated in midair: "Breaking the army, break the silence."

As his voice fell, in the weeds, beside the lake, including the treetops...

One after another figures quietly emerged, and quickly formed a square formation, silently watching Yu Sheng in midair.

During the period, two demon kings looked at them from a distance, a little puzzled, nervous, and more of that kind of instinctive hostility between races.

"Look again, flatten you..."

Yu Sheng spoke from the air, his voice was calm.

In an instant, several gazes were decisively withdrawn without hesitation for a second.

"Ambush from behind."

"8 minutes..."

"After 8 minutes, no matter what the result is, return to Baihuang Mountain."

"If they pursue and spread the battlefield to the Hundred Desolation Mountains, and then extend eastward to the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, they will die together with these two places."

"If you don't pursue, go back to Baihuang Mountain and continue to lurk."

Yu Sheng said lightly, without giving them time to ask questions, he just walked out of Baihuang Mountain with Po Jun in a mighty way.

It's just that after Yu Sheng's previous order, Po Jun didn't seem to be as imposing as a rainbow.

Even the overall style is more sneaky, there is a kind of...

'I'm here to pick your ass' guilt.

Anyway...

It's not the same as the slogan that Pojun had at the beginning of its establishment.

But what's even more weird is that these people transitioned very naturally, even a little excited.

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