Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Um..."

Listening to Yuan Qingshan's words, Yu Sheng just nodded lightly and didn't say much, but the smile on Yuan Qingshan's face became thicker, and he laughed heartily: "I am the master of the Mo Pavilion, and I am worthy of the human race!!!"

"Hehe, nonsense, if the human race doesn't even have this kind of spirit, it's still an ass."

Zhong Yushu wiped the blood stained on his hands, wiped it on his clothes casually, and took out his spear again, full of fighting spirit!

"Fight again!"

"Old White Ape, you have to listen to this old man!"

"The Master of the Mo Pavilion!"

"If you break the army and don't return, we won't return!"

Zhong Yushu slowly raised his spear, and the tip of the spear pointed directly in the direction of the old white ape. The killing intent was like a substance, and it hurt the old white ape's eyebrows.

The old white ape sighed and shook his head: "I have opened the way of life for you, but now...you are willing to die."

As he said that, he turned around, looked at the demon god in mid-air, and bowed deeply: "My lord demon god, the dignity of my demon realm cannot be humiliated. This battle has nothing to do with suppressing the demon pass. We are just eradicating some rats in the demon realm." , this item is not included in the contract."

"Now one of the rats who don't know the details is too strong, I am ashamed, and I hope Lord Demon Master... personally take action!"

Its words echoed in mid-air.

The severely injured Red Dragon patriarch's eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked at the old white ape's position.

Yup!

Why bother with the treaty!

This matter itself has nothing to do with the treaty!

They didn't attack Zhenyaoguan, they were just dealing with the internal affairs of Yaoyu.

It's just another way of saying it, to speak in person as the master of the demon domain is to qualify the matter.

The rest of my life... must die!

For a moment, it looked at Yu Sheng with joy in its eyes!

And the thunder in mid-air also became more intense again, and the dark clouds kept surging, completely blocking out the sunlight.

……

"Is it gone?"

deep mountains.

Yu Mo, who was always lonely and powerless, suddenly spoke softly.

In the next second, the Confucian scholar who was supposed to be at Zhenyao Pass quietly appeared behind Yu Mo: "Well, no one should be spying on us anymore. I feel very comfortable now."

Confucian scholar felt it for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Ugh..."

A little tiredness appeared on Yu Mo's face, he raised his hands, and rubbed his temples feebly: "The old white ape is too cautious, everything must develop in a logical way, but if there is any trace of man-made, it will probably Back off soon."

"Did it... say that sentence?"

Yu Mo asked again.

Confucian scholar nodded: "Well, it said that this battle has nothing to do with the contract..."

"He actually spoke."

"I just don't know whether it's a matter of its smooth sailing, or a moment of carelessness."

"Fight against this kind of existence, even if you gain the upper hand, you may step into its trap..."

"Senior Confucian scholar..."

In the end, Yu Mo pushed the wheelchair and turned around slowly, bowing slightly to the Confucian scholar's position.

The Confucian scholar scratched his head, a little entangled: "The existences I imagined are too strong, and I can't beat them now..."

"Forget it, anyway, I can resurrect myself!"

"This is my world, I have the final say!"

"Maybe I just want to kill them!"

The Confucian scholar was muttering, and the figure standing there gradually became nothingness and disappeared.

And Yu Mo is completely gone from the previous decadent state, but regained his calm look, looking into the distance, even though he couldn't see anything, he was still waiting for a certain result.

As the breeze blew, a strand of white hair at his temples rose with the wind, and then gradually fell down.

……

"Maybe, today we old guys with eight senses can kill a demon god!"

"Stop talking nonsense, do it!"

"Indeed, he's the one who talks a lot!"

"People who have been leaders like to say a few words about everything they do."

Following Yuan Qingshan's heroic words, the white-bearded old men below couldn't help but complain.

"The rest of my life."

"That's what you say, but if we all die, even if you live, you won't be able to save Pojun."

"At that time, you will withdraw."

"Picture it slowly."

In the end, Yuan Qingshan whispered next to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng didn't react too much, but just stared at the looming terrifying figure in midair.

"Ah..."

Accompanied by a majestic sneer, the terrifying thunderbolts turned into sharp arrows and fell downwards, as if a rain of arrows composed of thunderbolts formed in midair!

Every small thunderbolt is full of terrifying coercion, just like Qijue's full blow.

And this was just done by the demon god.

In the rear, an old man with eight senses had a resolute expression. He stepped forward and stood in front of everyone. His golden wings suddenly spread, and spars flickered. Immediately afterwards, the wings became solid, covering everyone, like a huge shield.

And the thunder and lightning finally landed, shaking the wings continuously, making them illusory again.