Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Zhenyao Pass.

at dawn.

The snow gradually stopped.

A ray of sunlight pierced the darkness and shone on the ground.

"In this battle, let me demonstrate my prestige in the demon realm, and prove my name as Yingjian Mountain!"

"Yingjian Mountain belongs to, only fight, never retreat!"

The old white ape stood in the void, and his voice continued to spread from the void, with great fighting spirit.

Below, monster beasts howled continuously, their eyes bloodshot.

"Thousands of miles of demons, ten thousand demons forest!"

"Peer!"

"Take blood at will!"

The moment the old white ape's voice fell, these monsters could no longer hold back the primitive violence in their hearts, roaring and rushing towards Zhenyao Pass.

"Unfortunately, Mirage..."

The eight-tailed fox still stood behind, looking at this scene and murmured softly, feeling a little regretful.

"Where is the Black Flood Dragon Tribe!"

The body of the Black Flood Dragon King was swimming between the clouds and mist.

The black flood dragons are also floating in the clouds and mist, all of them start at level six.

Below is a line of young dragons interspersed among the herd of beasts in Yingjian Mountain, accompanied by their own vassal tribes.

Compared with the first siege, the scale this time was significantly larger.

The Red Dragon tribe sits in the rear, ready to move.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is ready to go.

"Child Ji Hong, black loach!"

"Come here!"

Yuan Qingshan stepped into the void first, looked into the distance, and sneered.

Today, he didn't wear a loose robe and put on a fairy-like look as usual, but a sportswear that was convenient for movement.

"Ah..."

"childish."

The Black Flood Dragon King instantly saw through Yuan Qingshan's intentions, and sneered and mocked.

"If you don't stop the old man..."

"How fast do you think killing these little bastards... will be based on the old man's rules of heaven and earth?"

"Great Desolation, Advent!"

Accompanied by Yuan Qingshan's soft moan, the scene around his body changed.

There is a big drum under the feet.

Accompanied by the sound of a drum, those monster beasts who charged forward suddenly paused, and some third-level monster beasts with relatively low strength exploded to death instantly.

"Shameless!"

The Black Flood Dragon King rushed out suddenly, directly attacking Yuan Qingshan.

"You alone are not enough!"

"If there is no helper, this old man... will kill you today!"

Yuan Qingshan's expression remained unchanged, and the drums continued to sound!

With every muffled sound, dozens or hundreds of low-level monsters would explode and die below, spilling blood on the monster field.

Ji Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, watching this scene.

Yuan Qingshan has made up his mind to fight two, it is very difficult to rashly break through Yuan Qingshan's blockade.

Ji Hong didn't know what he was thinking, his body was always floating in mid-air.

The eight-tailed fox stood behind, watching Ji Hong's back, without saying a word.

Suddenly, Ji Hong's figure flickered, and a writing brush appeared in his hand, swaying in the void!

"The gun shoots like a dragon!"

Accompanied by Ji Hong's icy voice, a huge spatial crack appeared out of thin air above Zhenyao Pass!

A sterling silver spear composed of demonic aura pierced the city wall from top to bottom with a fierce aura.

A section of the city wall exploded, revealing a gap!

Hundreds of soldiers didn't even have time to react, and died under this terrifying atmosphere!

"Ji Hong!"

Yuan Qingshan's eyes were bloodshot, he roared, and the world behind him suddenly expanded, engulfing him.

"You kill thousands of my subordinates, and I will destroy your ten-meter city wall."

"very fair."

"Are you... angry?"

"With this emotion, you will die today."

Ji Hong's expression was calm, and he gathered with the Black Flood Dragon King, watching Yuan Qingshan speak lightly, with ink dripping from the brush in his hand.

"Today, old man, I will kill you!"

"One drum beats the sky and earthquakes, and two drum beats create heaven and earth!"

"Three drums sound to produce all things, four drums sound..."

"Desolate graves!"

Accompanied by Yuan Qingshan's indifferent voice, the surrounding scene became darker and darker. This so-called Great Wilderness seemed to have created a world alone, isolated from the outside world!

Even if they want to go out at this time, they can't do it.

To break through this world, the only way out is to kill Yuan Qingshan and smash his drum.

"As expected of Ji Hong."

"Thunder strike, destroy the ten-meter city wall of other people!"

"Show me the prestige of the demon realm."

Behind, the eight-tailed fox saw this scene, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he praised it.

The red dragon stood behind it like a younger brother, nodding constantly: "Yes, yes, Master Jishan is the one who crowns the Demon Realm bravely, and he is indeed a talent that the Demon Lord values ​​and single-handedly promoted!"

"I hope Ji Hong will perform better in this battle."

"If these people are included in Tianqiongjian, my position will be completely stabilized."

"The only thing to worry about is his heart..."

The eight-tailed fox whispered softly, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and his words were full of deep meaning.

The city wall was damaged, and those monsters seemed to have found a gap, swarming and sprinting in this direction. At this speed, they would be able to rush to the foot of the city gate in half a minute at the latest.

Chu Yu hugged the book, sighed lightly, and took a step forward.

"Old Chu, this situation..."

"It's more suitable for our dark pavilion."

A hoarse voice sounded from behind Chu Yu. An old man in a black robe stood behind Chu Yu and spoke slowly.

He has been here since the first day of preparing for the battle, but he has been sitting alone in the corner all the time, not chatting with the people around him, as if he has isolated himself in a separate world, until this time, he just got up.

"Your role is to be inside this demon gate, not outside it."

"Dark Pavilion..."

The old man was standing on the city wall, not far away the soldiers were still building up the city wall with obstacles.

"It can also rise with the wind..."

The old man's voice was a bit vicissitudes, and the cold face twitched slightly.

I don't know whether it is the water stains turned from snow or tears, and it flashes from the corner of my eyes.

"The children of the Dark Pavilion..."

At this moment, the old man straightened his back sharply, staring at the turbulent beast tide coming from a distance, his voice became clear, with a little pride, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and was stained with snowflakes: "Go home Already!"