Once upon a time there was a demon pass

The eight-tailed fox forced himself to regain his composure, soaring into the sky, one of its tails flicked slightly, and a blood-red scale appeared in its hand.

"Junior Hachio, dare to be bold today..."

"Please demon god!"

As the sound fell, it poured a large amount of monster energy into the scales.

The red on the scales became extremely bright at this moment, as if it was about to bleed.

The situation changed suddenly.

Dark clouds filled the sky over Yingjian Mountain, and the weather became gloomy.

In the dark clouds, there seemed to be a pair of giant eyes hiding behind, watching the eight-tailed fox indifferently.

"The human race, Sun Yingxiong, is about to break through Jiujue. At this time, he will fight the five patriarchs of the god clan in front of Zhenyao Pass."

"Quick help!"

At this time, the eight-tailed fox didn't have time to do those etiquettes, so he spoke anxiously!

Those eyes were still indifferent.

"See God...why don't you worship?"

In the void, an illusory voice sounded, full of majesty.

The eight-tailed fox froze for a moment.

Life and death are at stake, the first thing the demon god thinks of is not the life of his heirs, but the so-called divine ritual?

It calms down quickly though.

It is precisely because of this that the demon god allows him to rule Yingjian Mountain, even targeting his own tribe.

When they reach their realm, tribes and descendants are nothing but floating clouds.

Only breaking through the ninth level and stepping into the unknown field is what I want.

"The little demon was anxious for a while and lost his manners. He deserves death."

The eight-tailed fox took a deep breath, prostrated himself on the ground, touched the ground with his forehead, and said in a respectful tone, "Please punish the demon god."

"Ah..."

With a cold laugh, those giant eyes slowly dissipated.

And the eight-tailed fox was cold all over, as if he had just been on the verge of death at any time.

It sat slumped on the top of the mountain and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Idiots, all idiots!"

"Just now, but the projection of the demon gods, I want to save them..."

For a while, the eight-tailed fox didn't even have expectations for those protoss patriarchs.

It stood up slowly, shook the dust from its hair, narrowed its eyes, and looked in the direction of the human race: "Yu Mo..."

"Good chess..."

"I would rather abolish an old Mo Pavilion owner than destroy my power."

"go!"

"Go to Zhenyao Pass!"

At this moment, the eight-tailed fox could no longer maintain the demeanor of playing chess with Yu Mo, and gritted his teeth.

The seven-tailed fox silently followed behind the eight-tailed fox, not daring to speak.

……

"This chessboard..."

"I have no regrets."

"Every wrong step, the price has to be borne by yourself."

"The momentum of the demon realm has been broken, and the momentum of the human race has been established."

"from now on..."

"The balance of this war is finally equal."

"Since it's [-]-[-], my human race...have never been afraid."

Looking at the images intermittently transmitted from the big screen, Yu Mo muttered to himself, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

The scene reflected on the screen at this time was blood red, as if it had a filter.

……

Looking at the golden light in the sky, all the soldiers only felt that their hearts were filled with sadness.

Angry, unwilling!

His eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could tear the enemy in front of him.

They believe in Zhong Yushu, but respect Sun Yingxiong.

The two do not conflict.

Sun Yingxiong has paid so many sacrifices for the human race, but now...

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a terrified roar sounded.

In the golden light, a giant beast seemed to have sensed something, turned around and wanted to run away.

"It's all here..."

"Is it easy to get you together?"

"Um...not right..."

Sun Yingxiong's voice came, full of air, and with a slight smile.

But soon, he seemed to have noticed something, and his words changed.

"Cough...cough cough..."

"I didn't expect the old... this old man has the heart of mortal... mortal heart, but it happened... just happened to understand the path of Jiujue."

"Unfortunately... the demon core..."

"Hey, when did I bring out the monster core of this eighth-level beast blood?"

"Is this God's will?"

Earlier, Sun Yingxiong was still a little weak when speaking.

But gradually, he seemed a little embarrassed to read this line himself...

A seven-color demon core was fiercely inlaid on the giant sword!

The golden giant sword trembled violently, gradually shrank, and finally became the size of a normal long sword!

There are lines on the top that swim slightly.

It seems to depict mountains, rivers and rivers.

On the back is the scorching sun!

Wisps of flame emanated from the sword body, as if washing the impurities in the long sword.

In the end, the long sword disappeared even more.

"Awakened..."

"Oh, I am what I am."

"I am now, why do I need something awakened..."

As if he had figured something out, Sun Yingxiong smiled and shook his head.

While he was talking to himself, mountains and rivers appeared out of nowhere in the void, trapping the five patriarchs in them.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky.

People are working in the fields, with simple smiles on their faces.

It's just that when they got up and looked at the five Protoss patriarchs, their smiles gradually subsided, and their eyes were full of sharp killing intent.

"Crowd..."

"world?"

"Hehe, where the old man is going, it is the realm of my human race..."

"The crowd...is no longer necessary."

"You monster race, how dare you step on the land of my human race!"

It was clear that Sun Yingxiong was standing above the demon domain at this time, but the words he said were extremely domineering and unreasonable.

"You have entered nine sleep!"

"Just do it again..."

Qiongqi's eyes were gloomy, staring at Sun Yingxiong vigilantly from a distance.

"Ah..."

"The old man is still in the process of breakthrough, not Jiujue."

"look..."

"Isn't the convention still moving?"

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

"It's you, why did you step into the land of my human race?"

"Ok?"

"Don't you know that demons can't join the human race?"

Although it was only one step, Sun Yingxiong had already come in front of Qiongqi, and gently lowered one hand, as if stroking Qiongqi's head.

But Qiongqi's pupils shrank suddenly.

Its body continued to crack, and blood mist sprayed out.

"Roar!"

Its wings turned blood red as if congested with blood: "I listen to evil words, I am evil words..."

With a roaring roar, the wings exploded.

But Qiongqi's figure is slowly dissipating.

A few seconds later, it appeared in another space, with a surge of monster energy, forming a pair of wings again.

"Tsk..."

"Sure enough, I haven't completely broken through Jiujue, so killing... is a bit slow."

As if feeling something, Sun Yingxiong speeded up, talking and laughing, the figure had disappeared again.