Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Damn thief, bitch, bedbug!!!"

The red dragon demon god has cursed out all the words he could think of in his life in just a few seconds, and even recklessly activated his own abilities to launch a surprise attack on Yu Sanshui like his life!

Its effect is like the state of desperately fighting for life when Jiujue of the human race went to find the demon god!

"..."

"It's too much, I am Jiujue anyway!"

"If it's not for the safety of winning, I'm not afraid to fuck you hard!"

"What are you pretending to be with me!"

Yu Sanshui was stunned for a moment, and then turned into anger from embarrassment. As the words fell, waves of aura fluctuated wildly around his body, and with the exaggerated power of laws, they intercepted all the attacks of the red dragon demon god.

For a time, the two were evenly matched.

Facing this scene, Yu Sanshui was startled for a moment, and then couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"so far so good!"

"wipe!"

"I didn't expect it to be so strong. I even sneaked up on it, and it was full of blood from beating it. It can still be on par with me!"

"If it's at its peak, when it's not angry yet, wouldn't it be impossible to beat!"

"What are you looking at, help!!!"

In the end, Yu Sanguo resolutely cast his eyes on Zhong Yushu, a Confucian scholar in the distance, without the image of Jiujue, majestic, and directly under the gaze of countless eyes, he yelled for help!

For a time, in the hearts of everyone, the human race's Jiujue, this high-ranking, mysterious identity, suddenly became...

Um...

There is no image to speak of.

If only Yu Sanshui is trying to prove the lower limit of Jiujue, then Zhong Yushu is a perfect assist...

In order to get more blood from the demon god, he was wearing boxer underpants at this time, exposing his skinny arms, and he could clearly see his ribbed chest.

It's hard to imagine why such an old guy can burst out with such terrifying power.

The main thing is...

No one can associate this person with the god of war of the human race.

The luck in the misfortune is that the human races present are all high-level people, and the weakest one is Qijue. Otherwise, if the soldiers in the reserve see, the idols they worship and fanatical, this is the virtue of fighting, and I am afraid they will face the collapse of their beliefs question.

After all, even if it is a reserve fight, they will not call for help.

"coming!"

Although Zhong Yushu's overall shape looks a little bit conspicuous, but he didn't seem to care, he straightened his body suddenly, holding a spear in his hand, still full of fighting spirit, even in the face of demon gods. Without flinching, he rushed straight, accompanied by sharp edges, and finally stabbed the spear in the waist of the red dragon demon god amidst the roar of the blood dragon phantom!

Compared with Confucian scholars, they are much more low-key.

Shrinking at the back, muttering something in a low voice, and writing words one after another in the void, and finally let the words travel through the void and descend around the red dragon demon god!

Under normal circumstances, it might not care about Zhong Yushu's and Confucian scholars' level of offensive, just like flies, it can't cause too much damage, at best it can only be said to be irritating.

but now...

Originally, it was confronting Yu Sanshui with irritability, and Yu Sanshui's strength was obviously not weaker than his own, and he might be seriously injured if he was a little distracted. In this way, Zhong Yushu and Confucian scholars became very important.

In less than half a minute, the red dragon demon god fell into the wind, roaring again and again, and a hideous wound appeared on his waist. A large amount of blood continued to drip from high altitude, soaking the soil. Zhong Yushu looked at it with a painful face , the corner of his mouth twitched, wishing he could leave the battlefield and collect blood.

Even in the end, when Yu Sanshui was restraining the Red Dragon Demon God, he rushed up directly at the risk, hugging the Red Dragon Demon God's waist like a mosquito, and directly pointed his mouth at its wound, He gulped down.

The chance is only about two seconds, and Zhong Yushu himself doesn't know how much he drank during this time. Anyway, when he was finally blown away by the red dragon demon god, his face was full of satisfaction!

"As expected of the blood of the demon god..."

"Really good!"

Feeling the turbulent aura in his body, Zhong Yushu couldn't help but said with emotion, and licked the remaining blood on the edge of his mouth by the way.

"How much is this wasted..."

But soon, Zhong Yushu felt even more distressed!

In particular, Yu Sanshui has created more wounds on the body of the Red Dragon Demon God, and the blood flowed like a rain of blood, causing spiritual energy to grow continuously within a radius of one mile, and eventually even rose Wisps of mist, low-level awakened people, whoever takes a sip, are the kind that will greatly nourish them.