Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"That's right, we have grown from nothing to what we are today, thanks to this passion."

"Not giving up on every companion is the reason why our human race is always united, and it is also the pride of our inheritance over the years."

"If we even give up this pride, then the human race will truly disintegrate from within, collapse, and finally... completely disappear on the stage of history."

Yuan Qingshan was rarely serious.

In other words, since he inexplicably assumed the position of Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, he has become more mature and more stable.

Before he changed his job, he had already rolled up his sleeves to do many things, but now he always thinks first and then acts.

This is also the reason why Yu Mo said that he was finally fit to sit as the head of the Mo Pavilion.

"Moge in the light, Light Group in the dark..."

"If it is really necessary, I don't care to add another item to my notoriety."

What Yuan Qingshan didn't see was that Yu Mo, who was sitting behind him with his head slightly lowered, had a peaceful smile on his lips.

……

"Noon...is it here?"

The eight-tailed fox, Yuan Qingshan, and the old white ape who rushed back, Ji Hong, raised their heads at the same time, looking at the sun hanging high in the sky.

It was as if a signal had sounded.

At this moment, the eight-tailed fox got up: "Beat the drum, let's break through!"

Under the use of monster energy, its voice echoed continuously over the entire Qianli Yaoyuan, while in the square below, the first sequence of beasts let out bursts of excited roars.

'Boom! '

With the sound of a drum, their eyes turned blood red, their sharp claws kept rubbing against the ground, and the next moment they charged towards Zhenyao Pass without hesitation, with an indomitable momentum, even the only spiritual intelligence had already turned into a beast at this moment .

A demon lord sat in the rear, and his huge tail kept hitting the drum of the demon god's drum, making bursts of noise.

The drums kept beating, and the sound echoed above Zhenyaoguan, as if hitting the hearts of these soldiers, making them upset, and even the condensed fighting spirit dissipated a lot at this moment.

And those charging monsters became more and more excited, roaring again and again.

Yuan Qingshan sneered, stepped into the sky, and a giant drum also appeared behind him. He stood on the drum, crystals flickered in the void, and the drum sounded out of thin air, confronting the demon drum.

For a moment, the soldiers who suppressed the demon closed the door breathed a sigh of relief, relieving their depressed emotions.

"Hehe, after contending with the demon god drum, you no longer have the energy to complete the feat of one dragging two."

"Without your Great Desolate World, leaving aside Bajue's battlefield, how can I defend this Demon Pass..."

The eight-tailed fox was not surprised by this scene, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Or rather, this is the situation it deliberately contributed to.

Yuan Qingshan's personal strength can't be said to be so strong that one fights two, it is more the so-called wild world, which is very suitable for dragging the opponent.

If he does this again, let another Bajue of his family let go and guard the demon pass...

Even it gives a headache.

But now, everything is back to the beginning.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, one-on-one by force.

"I don't know if Zhong Yushu will come out of that deep mountain?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"But this is too boring."

The eight-tailed fox looked at the distant mountains and muttered to himself.

It's a pity that there was no movement from the deep mountain from the beginning to the end, and it was extremely quiet, as if no one was guarding it.

"You really can't bear it, do you want to trick me into spreading out your troops?"

"If I don't touch you, you will stay there forever, and the soldiers in the deep mountains are also crippled."

The eight-tailed fox just chuckled, then withdrew his gaze, and once again enjoyed the battle in the distance leisurely.

"Which demon master of my demon clan dares to fight?"

Although it was asking, its eyes fell on Zhu Yan and Bi Fang.

Obviously, this is just a formality.

With a sinister smile, Zhu Yan slowly got up and moved his body.

Bi Fang also spread his wings, and wherever he passed, the flames continued.

The red dragon who didn't know when to return in the distance was a little ready to move, and seemed to have the idea of ​​doing something, but when he saw the cold gaze of the eight-tailed fox, he forcibly restrained his inner impulse.

The current self is still in the blacklist of the eight-tailed fox, and the Taotie's demon core and demon crystal have not been completely absorbed.

Now jumping out and confronting the eight-tailed fox... has no advantage.

But I believe that the eight-tailed fox is also eyeing it. If there is no accident, it will be targeted at it everywhere in the future.

For a while, Red Dragon had mixed feelings.

As for the Black Flood Dragon King, he had already given up his dignity as the patriarch of the God Clan, and stood behind the Eight-Tailed Fox with a dog's legs, and he was just about to pinch his shoulders and beat his back.

"This battle will justify the name of Tianqiongjian."

"Let the human race know that the patriarch of my twelve gods doesn't just sit on the credit book and wait to die."

The eight-tailed fox's words seemed to mean something, but the guys it targeted couldn't come back from the dead, so they started a scolding with it.

Bi Fang and Zhu Yan looked at each other, eyes full of confidence, and rushed towards Zhenyao Pass.

Two old men rushed out and confronted them.

Eight senses battlefield, open.

"Tsk tsk, why don't you stand up?"

The old white ape slapped Ji Hong lightly, and asked curiously.

"I have never underestimated the strength of the human race."

"They...can't win."

"When they lose, I will naturally make a move."

Ji Hong's voice was cold, and he didn't control the volume of his speech. Many demon masters present heard them all.

They subconsciously set their eyes on Ji Hong, a little curious.

But more, still provocative.

For them, who have the blood of fighting in their bones, Ji Hong, who has made great achievements in the first two battles, is naturally the focus of their attention.

Similarly, they also have their own pride.

If the eight-tailed fox had let them do it, what Ji Hong could do, they... could do the same.