Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Ji Hong understands."

"Although Ji Hong can't express it in words, the sun and the moon can learn from his loyalty to the Mountain Lord."

"Compared to some sycophants, what Ji Hong did was to be open-minded and have a clear conscience."

"The Master of the Mountain's Mirror."

Feeling the pressure from Yu Fei, Ji Hong didn't seem to be feeling well, struggling to hold on.

He looked at Fei's one-eyed seriously, and said word by word.

The face of the old white ape on the side suddenly turned dark: "Ji Hong, if you don't like me, just say it directly, what's the skill in beating around the bush!"

"My respect for the Mountain Lord is completely from the heart, where is the flattery?"

"It's just that my existence has affected some of your secret actions!"

"If it's not that I haven't found the evidence, I will report your evil deeds to the Mountain Lord as soon as possible!"

The old white ape took a step forward, but still stood behind Fei, looked at Ji Hong with a sneer and said, tit for tat, not giving in at all!

"Ah!"

"Flying camp dogs, are you worthy of talking to me?"

"Sooner or later, Yingjian Mountain will be destroyed in the hands of a villain like you."

"Lord of the mountain, please let me clear the king's side, and punish this villain!"

Ji Hong took a deep breath, with an undisguised cold killing intent in his eyes, he slowly cupped his hands at Fei and said.

Fei just watched this scene indifferently.

It wasn't until the sword was on the verge of breaking out and the tension reached a certain point that Fei said lightly, "Presumptuous, is it just a show to be the owner of the mountain?"

"The Lord of the Mountain came here to recuperate from his injuries, not to watch you quarrel."

"Another quarrel..."

"Severely punished."

A cold light flashed in Feifei's eyes.

Sensing Fei's anger, Ji Hong and the old white ape shut up at the same time and stopped talking. When they just looked at each other, the eyes were still undisguised hostility.

Fei just walked away calmly.

Finally, I looked at a lake, felt it for a moment, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Indeed, this mountain range connects Zhenyao Pass."

"No wonder that guy Long Mang..."

Fei thoughtfully, and nodded lightly: "You all go back, the Lord of the Mountain needs to rest, and don't bother me for a while."

There was a hint of uncontrollable excitement in its tone.

"Mountain owner, don't worry, the little demon will personally guard the vicinity, and promise not to let some people with ulterior motives approach you!"

The old white ape shouted without hesitation.

Ji Hong frowned slightly, and sneered: "It's probably you who have ulterior motives!"

"Shanzhu, I am also guarding nearby, helping you to keep an eye on someone."

Seeing the two guys rolled up, Fei frowned slightly, a little suspicious, his eyes kept patrolling the two of them, and finally nodded with a smile: "I have a heart."

These two people have never been very good at each other. If they restrain each other, it is indeed a good choice.

The old white ape glared at Ji Hong viciously, soared into the sky, and landed on a mountain peak on the east side of the lake, about thirty miles away. For Fei, it was enough to deal with accidents. There will be a sense of threat.

And it's good for looking around too.

Ji Hong left without saying a word, and landed on a mountaintop in the west, thirty miles away.

Fei's two seventh-level commanders stood firmly by the lake, looking around vigilantly.

Seeing Ji Hong, the old white ape took the initiative to distance himself so sensiblely, Fei then stepped out lightly, the ground shook and the mountain shook, while it slowly fell into the lake.

This huge body caused the lake to overflow, and he stood in the center of the lake.

Half of his body melted into the lake water, and the remaining half of his body was still outside the lake.

With a tall body, even the water of the lake cannot submerge it.

Its one eye slowly closed.

The majestic demonic aura covered the entire lake, as if it had been fogged up, making it impossible to see clearly what was happening in the lake.

The old white ape and Ji Hong looked at each other across the air, and there seemed to be a moment of communication in their eyes.

Ji Hong shook his head slightly.

Everything fell into silence.

In the mist of the lake, Fei didn't close his eyes as expected, but waited for something expressionlessly.

His own evil spirit was condensed to a certain peak.

If someone attacked him at this time, what he would face would be Fei's charged blow.

Time goes by.

A full three hours passed, and seeing that everything around was still calm, Fei looked through the mist and looked at the distant mountain top. The old white ape was still observing the surroundings dutifully and remained vigilant.

Including Ji Hong, who also kept patrolling the surroundings, and had no intention of approaching at all.

Fei thoughtfully.

"so..."

"Am I suspicious?"

"But my instinct tells me that there may be danger here."

"Could it be that the source of danger is Zhenyao Pass?"

Fei shook his head slightly, still remaining vigilant in the fog, and continued to observe.

Until dark, dawn.

A whole day passed, and everything around was as usual, and Feicai laughed at himself: "Maybe I'm really suspicious, a seventh-level demon king, a fake eighth-level demon king who only climbed up to the demon master by demonization, can he be right? What threat do I pose?"

"The war is about to start, and the mind is restless..."

"The Town Demon Pass..."

"Maybe that's the factor that caused all this."

Fei finally closed his eyes.

Feeling the veins under his feet, wisps of monster energy diffused out. Through this veins, he seemed to feel the thick qi and blood constantly surging from a very far away position.

"Blood..."

"Shen Yao Pass!"

"The old white ape really didn't lie to me."

"With this energy and blood, within a year, this king...is expected to become a god!"

In the face of such huge interests, its rationality and prudence are gradually shielded.

The evil spirit kept surging.

The air luck in the extreme distance is just following the veins, and is constantly being carefully guided into itself by it.

And at this moment, its demonic energy, which hadn't been refined for a long time, seemed to rise out of thin air.

No matter when and where, the blood of the human race is the best nourishment for the cultivation of monsters.