Once upon a time there was a demon pass

The white ape put away the wooden stick, turned his head, and looked at the Gu carving questioningly.

Meaning probably...

'Is that enough? '

The Gu sculpture became more and more bewildered.

He pointed to the cheetah's butt again, but this time he pointed directly at the tail.

White Ape suddenly realized.

Looking at the wooden stick in his hand, he seemed a little troubled.

But soon, it dug around in its own clothes, took out a bony dagger, put its hand on the cheetah's tail, straightened it, and gestured.

Then the dagger was raised high.

The cheetah watched this scene with fur all over its body, and its pupils shrank suddenly.

Some whimpered and struggled.

The Gu carving also made a cry.

For a moment, the white ape's hand paused in mid-air, a little at a loss.

It seemed that he didn't know whether he should chop it off or not.

In the end, Gu Diao shook his head helplessly, looking at the white ape with doubts and vigilance.

Wei Wei shook his head, motioning for Bai Yuan to return to his side.

Bai Yuan understood this action.

Under the terrified gaze of the cheetah, he put away the dagger, carried the wooden stick, and went back behind the gu carving, standing straight and motionless.

Like the most faithful door god.

The Gu carving was still staring at the white ape, with more and more doubts in his eyes.

A ray of evil spirit emanated out.

Spread around the body of the white ape, as if sensing something.

Until it felt the familiar demonic aura, only puzzlement remained in the end.

perhaps...

This is a not-so-intelligent white ape...

In other words, he must be a fool of the White Ape Clan.

But it's reasonable to think about it, how could the old white ape, a timid waste, be willing to let the real elite into it.

It's just a puppet with no ambitions.

Gu Diao has some understanding in his heart.

Reminiscent of the cowardly behavior of the old white ape, the explanation can be understood in a short time.

not far away...

A young human race boy had a wound on his cheek that was bleeding continuously, and there were also several wounds on his exposed arm.

His eyes were full of ferocity.

Looking at these monsters around, they exude violent emotions.

Holding a long gun in his hand, he tried to straighten his body.

The energy breath is still spreading from his body, and even around his body, the fragrance of flowers is still constantly emitting.

Obviously, he should have swallowed something not long ago.

The eyes of the monsters were full of greed, looking at the young man a little eager to move.

There was no fear in the young man's eyes, he just licked his dry lips, and his hand holding the spear was even stronger.

For a while, in this situation, none of the surrounding monsters dared to take the lead.

Not to mention being killed by this boy before he died.

Just one serious injury will make him irreparable.

Under the circumstances, even his brothers of the same race could not be trusted.

Not to mention those tigers, leopards and wolves.

The demons just climbed up silently.

Soon, a young man from the human race chased him up with a huge axe in his hand, and they got together with the young man. They should not be familiar with each other, but they just looked at each other and nodded slightly.

The two just defended each other, with their backs facing each other, and walked towards a higher place in the deep mountain.

With constant climbing.

The outline of the stone building has become more and more clear.

And because of the long distance, the building looked small, but now it looks much grander.

It's just like...

A palace.

The young jiao has already taken the lead in standing on the top of the mountain.

It's just that for some reason, it didn't make any movements, just stood on the top of the mountain calmly, looking down at the monsters below.

As if waiting.

The hearts of all the monsters sank instantly.

Xiaojiao is kind enough to give them a chance?Fun Court

They are not fools yet, so they naturally know that this is absolutely impossible.

So most likely...

It's a lack of cannon fodder.

Or a lot of cannon fodder...

For a while, some demons gradually slowed down, as if they had retreated.

The young Jiao suddenly let out a low moan.

echoes on this mountain.

He raised his chin slightly.

looked down at them contemptuously.

These monsters looked at each other, entangled, and in the end they could only keep going upwards.

But the atmosphere became more oppressive.

There were dozens of monsters gathered, but none of them made a sound.

Very silent.

Speechless.

But soon, they seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the two human races intentionally or unintentionally.

cannon fodder...

There seems to.

And they have dozens of monsters, no matter how crazy the Flood Dragon Clan is, they won't let them all be ruined.

Fighting hard, it's just a young Jiao, and it can't make a big wave.

What really makes them fearful is the background of the Jiaolong clan and the eighth-level patriarch who is still alive.

The two youths of the human race frowned slightly.

Look at each other.

They exchanged ideas with each other's eyes, and finally gradually became firm.

Don't even guard against those monsters anymore.

Instead, he strode towards the top of the mountain.

Instead, it became the fastest batch.

Obviously, it is certain that at this point, those monsters dare not attack him.

At the foot of the mountain, on the mountainside, every step of the way is in danger.

But for some reason, when I reached the top of the mountain, I became calmer instead.

Without those weird trees and deep swamps, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.

The top of this mountain looks like it has been cut by a knife.

Smooth and neat.

It's about the size of a football field.

The dilapidated, cracked stone temple is located in the center.

The door was closed tightly.

It looks unremarkable.

There are chaotic lines carved on it.

Xiaojiao stood outside the door, waiting calmly.

Until one by one monsters climbed up and stood on the stone platform.

Those of the same tribe stand together and keep each other warm.

Mostly on their own.

Although Gu Diao was a bit jealous of the young Jiao, he still tried his best to maintain his reserve, and walked over with the white ape.

Stand beside the young Jiao.

There was a little disdain in Xiaojiao's eyes, but in the end he still didn't say anything, and acquiesced in Gu Eagle's position.

In this god market, the bloodline of the divine beast was already the focus of attention.

There's no need to get yourself into trouble again.

Seeing that Xiaojiao recognized his status, Gu Diao was even more proud, looking proudly at the monsters not far away.

"I...need...blood..."

"Open...the door."

"There are... taboos."

Xiaojiao spoke, his voice was intermittent, obviously he was not able to speak proficiently.

Many monsters looked at each other.

In the end, all eyes fell on the two isolated human races.

There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

Gu Diao sneered disdainfully, as if to prove his supremacy again, he just raised his paw lightly, pointed at the two humans, and let out a cry.

'Kill them. '

That's probably what it means.

Then I just watched the play in my spare time.

result...

After about ten seconds, there was no response.

The white ape was still leaning on the wooden stick, standing behind him, his figure was straight!