Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Even though he has been promoted to Jiujue, Sun Yingxiong looks even more lonely.

After resigning from the position of the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, he looks more like an ordinary old man, with a slightly bent waist, wearing plain clothes, and even because he is in the demon realm, he does not emit even a shred of energy from his whole body Undulating, even walking is no different from ordinary people, without using the power of rules.

Watching An Xin, Zhao Qingyi left, and Sun Yingxiong was a little behind, as if he had aged a little in this short moment.

He turned around slowly, looked at Yu Sheng who was in a coma, lifted him up, put it on his shoulder, and gradually went away.

"Toxic gas is entangled, body functions are exhausted, energy is exhausted..."

"Ugh..."

In the air, only Sun Yingxiong's lament remained.

Obviously as Jiujue, he can only rely on these children to work hard, and he...

"Ridiculous, sad..."

……

"Humph!"

Looking at Bi Fang, Zhu Yan, and the eight-tailed fox who had returned again, their faces were gloomy, and they let out a cold snort.

They stood silently in the corner without saying a word, and the wounds on their bodies were still bleeding.

Yes, failed again...

This time they have tried their best, but the opponent is still using the previous tactics. They will not confront them head-on at all, and they will retreat at the touch of a touch.

Even though they suffered serious injuries when they fought their lives, judging from the result of the battle, it was still a tie.

"The next battle..."

The eight-tailed fox turned his head and looked at the two demon masters standing behind him, but he hadn't finished speaking.

"The next battle, I will take action."

A cold voice interrupted the eight-tailed fox.

Ji Hong opened his eyes at some point, opened his mouth lightly, stood up, and looked at the eight-tailed fox across the air.

"Heh, I won't bother Ji Shanzhu with such a trivial matter."

"In the previous few battles, Master Ji Shan worked hard, so it's better to rest more."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that the human race will think that apart from Lord Ji Shan, there are no brave generals in my demon realm."

The eight-tailed fox smiled but didn't smile, obviously the face between the two has been torn apart, but it still maintains the mask of hypocrisy.

"Don't think so, it's true."

Ji Hong was a little sarcastic, and his eyes swept over those demon masters: "Three battles and three defeats, do you still want to send these miscellaneous fish up, and disgrace our demon domain?"

"Or, you invited the demon god here just to prove that I am incompetent in the demon domain?"

"War of attrition... Hehe... I am a majestic demon, I have always acted bravely and uprightly, but now you have messed with me, and I have lost all face!"

Ji Hong made no secret of his disdain for the eight-tailed fox.

Faced with this kind of ridicule, the smile on the Eight-tailed Fox's face was also a little difficult to maintain, and the smile gradually became darker: "In other words, Ji Shanzhu is sure to defeat the enemy and penetrate into the belly of the human race?"

"At least, I can do better than these trash."

"I won't lose the face of the demon god."

Facing the verbal trap laid by the eight-tailed fox, Ji Hong just passed it lightly, and taunted the eight-tailed fox by the way.

"Hey, the master of the demon domain appointed by the demon god will not suppress us in order to stabilize his position?"

"The face of the demon domain doesn't matter, but the face of the demon master can't be lost?"

"No, no, no?"

"Is there really such a disgusting person?"

"Poor our great and noble Lord Demon God, to be deceived by this kind of guy, I really feel sorry for Lord Demon God!"

The old white ape stood behind Ji Hong at some point, wearing that conspicuous big red robe, and said with a smile.

That yin and yang tone, tone of voice, and even a little bit of green tea.

Facing the old white ape's ridicule, the eight-tailed fox took a deep breath to calm himself down again.

It glanced at the sky indiscriminately, and forced a smile from the corner of its mouth: "Okay, since Ji Shanzhu really wants to fight and make contributions to my demon realm, that's a good thing, I was just worried about you being too tired. "

"Later on from the fourth battle, this king will personally see Master Ji Shan off!"

The eight-tailed fox said boldly, the smile on his face became more natural and sincere, as if he really thought so.

"General attack?"

Ji Hong frowned slightly and asked.

The eight-tailed fox shook his head: "No, it's still a war of attrition."

"Ah..."

Ji Hong sneered, glanced at it sarcastically, and left slowly.

The Eight-Tailed Fox God stood still and watched Ji Hong leave.

"The human race is not yet exhausted, and the general attack at this time is still risky."

"In the face of victory, dignity is too ridiculous..."

It seems to be talking to itself, and it seems to be explaining to a certain existence, and it looks like it is worrying about the demon realm.

It doesn't even matter if you don't hesitate to bear the infamy.

"That guy is really hard to deal with."

"I thought it would be unable to control the anger in its heart, and it would tear us apart."

"In this way it will be hated by the demon god."

The old white ape's tone was full of regret, and the evil spirit covered his body, as if he was guarding against the eight-tailed fox: "The tone of my words just now disgusted me, I didn't expect it to be able to bear it."

Speaking of this, the old white ape couldn't help being a little surprised.

It has to be said that this alone makes the eight-tailed fox proud of the crowd.

"Are you praising it, or are you praising yourself?"

"But... it's really disgusting."

Ji Hong glanced at it indifferently, expressing his approval for it.

"Tsk tsk, according to the prudence of the eight-tailed fox, at least five rounds will be played before launching a general attack."

"It might even be six rounds."

"This process depends on you human race to stop it yourself."

The old white ape stretched his waist lazily, as if he didn't care about all this, or even if he cared about it now, he couldn't do more for the human race.

Instead of being nervous, it's better to relax and appreciate it from the perspective of watching a movie.

Fighting doesn't need it anyway.

"Come on, play better in a while."

"It's better to use your pen to draw some content of the gala to satisfy my regret."

The old white ape looked sincere and patted Ji Hong on the shoulder.