Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Zhenyao Pass.

Xiang Liu roared, and the huge snake tail lashed the ground continuously, smashing holes one after another.

The dark green blood dripped on the ground and merged into the swamp.

It exudes turquoise smoke.

Looking at the battlefield in a stalemate in the distance, he roared.

It seems that some don't understand.

Why did the promised Jiangcheng riots sweep Zhenyao Pass inside, and there has been no movement so far.

Humans are indeed cunning.

But now that such a large offensive has been organized, if it retreats at this point, there will be no way for Yaoyu to explain it.

Must win.

For a while, Xiang Liu's offensive became more and more fierce.

But Zhong Yushu remained as motionless as a mountain.

The golden eagle that was dragged in the distance let out a piercing cry, and several senior officials of the Mo Academy were injured.

But according to this progress, at least it can be delayed for half an hour.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Liu became even more anxious.

……

Mexico City.

"How's it going?"

Sun Yingxiong was a little lost in thought, and asked wearily after a while.

"According to the news from the front, it's deadlock."

The middle-aged man put down the phone in his hand and said.

Nodding slightly: "Well, I see."

The middle-aged retired.

Sun Yingxiong got up, sighed softly, took out his mobile phone, found a number and dialed it: "Let's get started."

Hanging up the phone, helplessness was already written on his face: "Sitting in the back of the town, I really feel a little panicked."

……

In the deep mountains not far from Zhenyao Pass.

A strong man put down his phone, clenched his fists and waved it, a little excited.

Turn around.

Behind him is the man who is full of mountains.

"Everyone, the reserves have been sharpening their swords for two years, and today... they shine their swords!"

"Maybe this time, I won't be able to climb the Yaozhen Pass."

"But it may be a year of peace for the human race!"

"Cross over this mountain, go around behind the monster clan, attack back and forth, let them know..."

Taking a deep breath, the strong man looked solemn, and his voice echoed in the mountains: "Anyone who violates my human clan's demon pass will be killed!"

"Anyone who offends my human clan's demon pass will be killed!"

"Anyone who offends my human clan's demon pass will be killed!"

The sound echoed continuously in the mountains and forests.

The strong man took the lead, and with the countless reserve soldiers behind him, he shuttled through the jungle and disappeared.

With unstoppable momentum.

Is it dangerous to break out of Zhenyao Pass?

Danger.

Don't they know?

clear.

But after all, I went, without fear, without flinching.

Even if you can't walk the road of passing on the torch, you can't see the scenery of Zhenyao Pass.

The counterattack from the human race started completely from this moment.

……

Outside the Demon Pass.

Seeing the crowd rushing out from a distance suddenly, the Yaozu fell into chaos.

The battlefield is like a meat grinder, corpses and flesh and blood can be seen everywhere.

The sound of fighting continued.

The growls continued.

"Xiang Liu, you are defeated!"

"So many demon clans have died, wait for the judgment from the demon realm after returning home!"

"Perhaps your position as the owner of Mount Zeshan is no longer stable!"

Zhong Yushu laughed and stabbed with his spear.

Xiang Liu roared unwillingly: "Killing you is equally meritorious!"

"Golden Eagle, help me!"

"Even if he is going all out to hurt his vitality, he will kill Zhong Yushu today."

Killing intent boils.

The golden eagle's eyes were sharp, and while waving its wings, it swept away the crowd surrounding him and rushed towards Zhong Yushu.

but...

The blood dragon swept the tail, but stopped the golden eagle for a moment, and was entangled by the crowd again, and could only let out an angry cry.

……

border city.

As the situation continues to be taken over, there are fewer and fewer cultists who can rush over.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

With the rest of his life, the pressure on the tail of the crane is much less, even if he is seriously injured, he is still unstoppable.

According to the current progress, as long as it takes a few more minutes, the battlefield can be completely taken over by the old students of Mo Academy.

And for a few minutes...

can do it.

Perhaps, he survived.

Suddenly, from the corner of the crane, I saw a boy in the corner who looked like a boy sticking to the wall, with a low sense of presence, even approaching the main entrance of the Mo Academy.

"Stop him!"

With a loud roar, the tail of the crane rushed towards that direction.

"Damn!"

The young man cursed secretly, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, a terrifying energy aura suddenly erupted from his body, and he rushed towards the main entrance of the academy at high speed.

And at the main entrance, Sun Wen and the others were lying down...

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"Maybe there is still a chance..."

"Go and search for the important treasures of Namo Academy."

As his eyes flickered, there was a murderous look in the boy's eyes.

For the sake of caution, the awakened object is not revealed, but the posture of the four senses is undoubtedly evident.

The strongest in the field.

Some old students in the distance have already found out that something is wrong, but there is no way to support them in the entanglement of their opponents.

Even for the rest of my life, I still have to stop those crazy cult members.

At the end of the crane, he was the last person.

"Four senses..."

"Is it still the case after all?"

The tail of the crane gave a bitter smile, then suddenly increased its speed, and arrived at the gate first when Zong Ren was about to rush to the gate.

"Go away!"

Zong Ren's eyes were cold, his energy surged, and he slapped the shoulder at the end of the crane with his palm, sending it flying upside down, spraying a blood mist from his mouth.

But his own footsteps also stopped.

The moment he fell to the ground, the tail of the crane took advantage of the momentum to turn over, his face pale as paper, but he stood up again, staggering in front of everyone.

"Senior!"

Sun Wen gritted his teeth and tried to stand up while leaning against the wall, but in the end he fell back down weakly.

Dabai was lying on the ground, his pure white hair dyed red, staring at Zongren fiercely, growling threats.

"court death!"

Zong Ren's eyes were sharp, and he glanced at the surrounding situation. A figure flashed by, and a dagger was already inserted into the belly of the crane tail.

"There are still two..."

Whispering, he slapped Sun Wen again with his palm.

Zhao Zicheng's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, and used his last energy to summon the phantom of the sandbag to block Sun Wen.

The sandbag dissipated instantly.

And this palm landed on Sun Wen's chest.

But after all, it slowed down a little.

Sun Wen snorted and passed out.

Zhao Zicheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared ferociously at Zongren's face: "I, Zhao Zicheng, will not die today, but I will kill you in the future!"

"Zhao Zicheng?"

"valuable."

Zong Ren stepped forward again, and dropped his palm casually.

It was too late to see whether Zhao Zicheng was dead or not, and he had already rushed into Mo Academy.

Killing people is easy.

At most, it is an excuse to save your life in case of an accident.

What really caught his heart was what the Mo Academy had that the Pantheism could look forward to.

Once you get it, you are truly invincible.

He can even stand shoulder to shoulder with the Goddess by virtue of this day's great contribution.

That's the real rise.

but...

Footsteps stopped.

A pair of blood-stained hands grabbed his ankle.