Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Seeing the swarming beasts, Chu Yu put down the drawing board in his hand and got up slowly.

But the moment she got up, a hand was placed on her shoulder: "Our seniors are still..."

Senior Lu still had that icy face, and even saying such words of caring for the younger generation did not soften his tone.

Chu Yu was stunned for a moment, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him whom he didn't know, for some reason, he felt relieved.

"Under eight senses, prepare for battle."

Pushing Chu Yu back on the chair, Senior Lu spoke lightly.

As the voice fell, the Mo Academy graduates got up one by one, with excitement in their eyes, as if they were looking forward to something.

"Ink Academy!"

"Enter the customs in wartime!"

The principal's old voice sounded. Every time a big battle comes, this familiar voice will spread throughout Zhenyaoguan, giving people hope.

Several gray-haired old men landed on the city wall.

Below, the students who are still studying are walking through the pass quickly, facing the scene under the city pass, without fear, they just skillfully find the jobs they can do, and quickly integrate into the reserve.

"teacher."

Senior Lu looked at the principal, bent slightly, and bowed.

"Ah."

"In a blink of an eye, you are old too."

"Get ready for battle."

"This battle, under the eight senses of Mo Academy, is under your control!"

Looking at the strands of white hair that appeared at the tip of senior Lu's hair at an unknown time, the principal sighed softly, patted him on the shoulder, and just passed him, walked into the camp of old people in the distance, and greeted him familiarly.

"Every [-] meters, a six sense!"

"500 meters, a Qijue!"

"Call!"

"Awakening!"

Senior Lu's voice was calm, and as his voice fell, these Mo Academy graduates scattered in tacit understanding, spreading all over the entire city gate.

The energy fluctuated, and awakened objects appeared behind them.

Unlike most swords...

The awakened objects of these people have strange shapes, and each one is extremely extraordinary!

In this town of demons, it is eye-catching.

The seventh-level monster fire sculpture fanned its wings and was the first to rush into the Zhenyao Pass in the strong wind.

"Humph!"

A cold hum sounded.

A retro mechanical clock appeared behind Senior Lu.

The second hand keeps turning.

At a certain moment, the speed of the second hand seemed to speed up a little, and Senior Lu's figure disappeared in place.

Vaguely, there seemed to be the faint sound of the mechanical bearing turning.

In the next second, he had already appeared above the fire sculpture.

The minute hand moves.

Wisps of energy diffused and continued to diffuse in the air.

Senior Lu suddenly landed, his toes tapped on Huo Diao's back, and the minute hands of the clock fluctuated again.

An invisible pressure hit.

Huo Diao felt as if there was a weight of ten thousand catties on his back.

With a muffled snort, it just fell off the Zhenyao Pass, waved its wings in mid-air in a somewhat embarrassing manner, and finally managed to keep steady. When it raised its head, its eyes were already full of fear when watching the cold-faced man shut by the Zhenyao Pass.

More and more high-level monsters have entered the level.

The war broke out completely.

It's just that without the help of the twelve gods, the forces of Yingjianshan alone seem a little weak in the face of the gathering of half of the human races.

Six...seven...too many.

The middle-level combat power is not at the same level at all.

The Huo Diao regrouped and charged at Zhenyao Pass again, this time without Senior Lu's attack, a middle-aged man roared in the distance.

Two cyan dragons surrounded his body, supporting him to stand high in the sky.

The moment he waved his fist, the two flood dragons wrapped around his wrist again, and punched Huo Diao's giant claw. At this moment, Huo Diao even felt his lower limbs lose consciousness.

Even the flames on its body were blown away by the wind of the fist, without any defensive effect.

The awakened objects of these people... are all too perverted, right?

I don't have any divine beast blood in my body, so I can't beat it...

Huo Diao quickly saw the situation clearly.

In the first battle, they Yingjian Mountain should be a cannon fodder, used to test the depth of the human race.

When the cards of the human race are clear, the war will really start.

After figuring out this link, the fire sculpture immediately let out a wail, and fell from the city gate again, and fell heavily on the ground, raising thick dust and smoke.

"If I absorb that egg..."

Thinking of this, Huo Diao's eyes were full of resentment, but in the end he endured it.

More and more monsters began to crawl towards the wall.

But what they are facing is countless sword rains and flints formed by energy, and they have already died and injured before they have passed the pass.

The blood did not frighten them, but stimulated the ferocity in their bones.

The monsters ran faster and faster. Several level six monsters roared in the sky and blocked the attack with their monster aura, but they were soon drawn into other battlefields by Liujue from the human race.

Blood can be seen everywhere.

As soon as the war started, it had already fallen into a fever.

Sun Yingxiong watched this scene calmly, took a step forward, stood in the void, and looked at the eleven patriarchs of the Protoss opposite him, without any energy diffusion.

"Several, there is a fee to watch a play in front of Zhenyao Pass."

"It's better to tear up the contract when you die..."

"Let the old man play with you?"

As the voice fell, Sun Yingxiong took another step forward.

A pure golden road appeared under his feet, and there were blossoming petals on the road.

However, Sun Yingxiong has no energy fluctuations in his body.

"Again?"

"Your human race is at the end of their rope?"

"Interesting?"

Seeing this scene, they subconsciously recalled the scene last night, couldn't help becoming angry and roaring.

"Pavilion Lord!"

"Why bother with them!"

Below, an old man looked at Sun Yingxiong's back and shouted, a look of anxiety flashed across his face, and he was quickly hidden again.