Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Zhao Zicheng just took a step forward, but Artest rushed up faster than him, grabbed the thigh of the demon lord in the front, let out a low growl, and when it was about to bite him, he slammed it It flew out and knocked down the other two demon masters!

Dabai is like a phantom, his snow-white hair has already been completely dyed red by blood, he shuttled through the ruins, and ruthlessly collided with one of the demon masters!

The next moment, both of them flew upside down at the same time and landed on the ground.

Dabai staggered to his feet, shook his head, and continued to stare fiercely ahead.

Xin Yongfeng, who was in the best condition present, looked like a madman. Holding the magic staff in his hand, he slammed on a demon lord like a gangster, stopping him.

Zhao Zicheng's sandbag suddenly spread open, blocking the way forward.

Lin Xiaoxiao was holding the silver spear in his hand, and kept shuttling around every corner, trying to find an opportunity to stab out the spear.

The first charge from the fifteen demon masters was stopped just like that.

But there were a few more wounds on Artest's body, Dabai whimpered twice, his body shook slightly, and Zhao Zicheng's face was even more pale.

rear!

Mu Yu looked at this scene, gritted his teeth, and continued to draw on the tombstone. His face was covered with fine sweat, his face turned slightly pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which stained the tombstone, and he accelerated his speed again.

time...

It's only been... 1 minute.

"Singable..."

"You obviously can save them with just twitching your fingers, but now you can only be a spectator."

"So, you are the executioner."

"If you can smash your heart and break through the ten senses, maybe everything will be different..."

"such a pity."

The more tragic the battlefield in the distance, the brighter the smile on Old White Ape's face.

in the void.

Yu Sheng's eyes had turned blood red before he knew it.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster!

'Boom...'

'Boom...'

But the old white ape frowned slightly: "Why didn't you crush your own heart! Why didn't you accept the path I arranged for you?"

"madness!"

Most of his good mood disappeared in an instant. With a sullen face, he looked at the battlefield again.

"coming..."

"withstand!"

Seeing the second round of attack launched by the demon masters in the sky, Zhao Zicheng took a deep breath and forced himself to summon the awakened thing again and block it in front of him.

"This time, I'll do it!"

With that said, Zhao Zicheng took a step forward!

But Artest, who seemed already very weak, took another firm step at this moment!

"I..."

"I said, I will... protect you..."

Artest let out a low growl, leaving his back to Zhao Zicheng and others, and suddenly accelerated to run, faster and faster, and finally collided with the demon masters in mid-air with his own body, and fell heavily again. He smashed the huge boulder on the ground and rolled a few times before barely getting up.

"Atai!"

Zhao Zicheng roared and erected the sandbag on the ground!

Artest staggered up from the ground, his body was weak, and he fell to the ground again, looking so embarrassed.

Dabai stopped the two demon masters again, but was severely bitten on the waist.

Xin Yongfeng stopped the demon lord the most, and he was also the one with the last injury. He fell to the ground from mid-air, and even the magic staff fell aside.

"Once upon a time, my fantasy was wearing white clothes, holding a long sword, floating among the beast tide!"

"but now..."

"I am very fortunate, thankful for the law of my awakening..."

"It's guardian."

Zhao Zicheng slowly closed his eyes, wisps of soft energy permeated the surroundings, blocking the entire road ahead, like an iron gate!

In front, is a demon lord.

In the back are my closest friends, elders.

The two demon masters grinned grimly and moved forward again.

The giant tail swept over the shield, Zhao Zicheng groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face became even paler, but the shield was still there.

"Unbelievable!"

Another demon master taunted lightly, speeded up, and rushed towards him.

In an instant, fine cracks appeared on the shield.

Zhao Zicheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

His body shook violently, his eyes became blurred, he was half kneeling on the ground, but he still didn't retreat.

Seeing this scene, Artest's eyes were full of mania, he supported the wall again and stood up, the wound continued to bleed, but he firmly walked towards Zhao Zicheng, completely ignoring the pain in his body.

"I can't stop..."

"Let me come..."

Xin Yongfeng staggered to his feet again, leaning on his staff, his voice extremely weak.

"Old Xin..."

Zhao Zicheng turned his head slightly, his voice was hoarse, but he still looked at Xin Yongfeng with unruly eyes: "You...you have guarded the mountain for us...for decades..."

"We...why do we..."

"The ____ does not work..."

"Use my own life to guard you?"

"You often tell...and Boss Yu that at the foot of this mountain...you are safe..."

"today..."

"At the foot of this mountain..."

"us..."

"Keep you safe."

At the end, Zhao Zicheng grinned, then turned his head sharply, and looked at the demon masters in the distance: "Come on!!! Continue!!!"

At this time, the several demon masters who rushed to the battle were in a very bad state of mind under the backlash of the sandbags.

The remaining few were also a little hesitant as to who would be better.

In the end, it was a demon lord of the Tengu clan who gritted his teeth and rushed towards the shield.

With a crisp sound...

The shield is completely broken.

Zhao Zicheng even flew upside down and hit the ground, losing the strength to stand up.

"this time..."

"Who else!"

The Demon Lord of the Tengu Clan was also immersed in deep sadness, and stood motionless on the spot.

Another demon king said with a light smile.

His eyes fell on Mu Yu who was in the distance.

At this time, the black air in the midair had formed a certain scale, which made it vaguely uneasy.

Just when he was about to strike, Artest took weak steps and stood at the forefront of the team again.

only...

Compared to Artest's broad arms, a figure that was obviously much thinner stood firmly in front of him at this moment, holding a spear in his hand.

"Brother Artai..."

"This time, let me protect you..."

Lin Xiaoxiao spoke seriously, holding a spear in his hand, and spoke weakly.

"Ah..."

The demon god sneered, his demonic aura surged, but with a slight wave of his palm, he swept away the seriously injured Lin Xiaoxiao.

"Ants!"

"Vulnerable."

"you..."

"Ready to die?"

In the end, the demon god's eyes fell on Artest, and asked lightly.

At the same time, several other demon masters also gathered.

Including those who fell into mood swings, they also gradually came out of their sadness and stared at Artest coldly.