Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Looking at the faces that are familiar but have changed a lot, Kong Hong looked serious and cold, and took a deep breath: "Line up!"

Listening to this long-unseen order, these soldiers lined up in a square line silently, watching their generals quietly.

"March quickly!"

"Within 36 hours, go to the dome!"

As the voice fell, Kong Hongfang turned around, glanced at Yuan Qingshan who was always standing behind him, and bowed slightly: "Old Yuan, if I am unconscious again this time, Nian An and the others will..."

"Moge is here, they are all right."

Yuan Qingshan looked into Kong Hongfang's eyes seriously, and said word by word.

"Thank you."

Kong Hongfang nodded slightly, did not continue to speak, just strode away and disappeared into the community.

As he left, soldiers lined up in an orderly manner, followed behind him, and disappeared collectively into the night.

"There are tens of thousands of soldiers here, and I don't know how much they will return..."

"Ugh..."

Yuan Qingshan looked at this scene with a complicated expression, muttered to himself, finally looked at his wrinkled hands, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Sometimes, a good talent is a kind of shackle instead."

"Those who hope to be nine enlightened are not allowed to participate in the war..."

"Sun Yingxiong, you bastard, what the hell!"

Yuan Qingshan couldn't help cursing: "Double-standard dog, Zhong Yushu can go, why can't I."

"Let me do every job that offends people!"

"Fuck me like a piece of shit..."

"I..."

"Obviously also eight senses."

In the middle of the night, Yuan Qingshan's figure had disappeared in place, but the lament still echoed in the air.

……

"Yaoyu, I, Xin Yongfeng, are back!"

The old man guarding the mountain stood on the thousand-mile demon plain, his eyes were full of memories, and he muttered to himself.

Vaguely, he felt the demonic aura and familiar aura tens of miles to the east, his eyes were a little cold, and there was a sharp murderous intent emanating from his body: "Ji Hong..."

"When I come back this time, the old man will kill you."

As the voice fell, Xin Yongfeng's aura kept changing, and soon there was a monster aura constantly permeating around his body.

After that, the air began to fluctuate unchanged.

His appearance gradually changed from that of a human to that of a cheetah.

"The most critical skill of Mirage Dragon, illusion..."

"It took the old man a long time to realize it."

"It just looks a little awkward."

Xin Yongfeng looked at his body with a strange tone, but quickly galloped and disappeared into the demon field without attracting any attention.

After all, mid-level and low-level monsters like cheetahs are too common here.

And because of their fast speed, few other monster races came to hunt them down.

……

Tianqiongjian.

"Everyone, I called everyone here today, just want to announce a few things."

This is the meeting room of the sky.

It is said to be a conference room, but the shape is a bit exaggerated.

Twelve short mountains are surrounded together.

On the top of each mountain, there is an eighth-level monster hovering, looking at each other from the air.

This mountain represents the status of their tribe.

Twelve protoss, twelve mountains.

The eight-tailed fox stood on the top of the mountain, with a gentle voice, and spoke lightly.

The patriarchs of other tribes watched it from afar without speaking, but their eyes were full of solemnity and fear.

Obviously, in the previous few days, they had bad memories.

"First of all, before the destruction of the human race, Tianqiongjian was busy with internal fighting, which is too ridiculous."

"Or do you really think... the human race is weak?"

The eight-tailed fox looked around, his tone flat.

The Black Flood Dragon King frowned slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and his huge tail swayed slightly, causing huge boulders to roll down from the top of the mountain.

But there is still no voice of opposition, just quietly waiting for its next step.

"Everyone here, including me, is responsible for the death of Mirage Dragon."

"It has made great contributions to Yaoyu, and even, it could have made more contributions to us."

"But it's because of your tribal disputes, power, rights..."

"Even after the mirage dragon's death, you are still fighting!"

"It's not good."

"In the long run, will there really be other monster races who will work hard for us?"

"Maybe I'm wrong..."

"I should have sat in this seat earlier."

The eight-tailed fox's voice kept echoing in the void, and it murmured to itself with a look of thought in its eyes.

"So, after the meeting, everyone returned to their own tribes, including me, and all issued their own edicts."

"Questions?"

Looking at these silent patriarchs, the eight-tailed fox chuckled lightly and said lightly.

The Black Flood King frowned deeply: "We are dignified gods!"

"Send your own edict to those low-level monsters?"

"Isn't it right?!"

As the voice of the Black Flood Dragon King fell, the Red Dragon also catered: "That's right, my apology, they can't bear it..."

With these two beginnings, several patriarchs of the Protoss spoke, and the content was similar.

The last remaining ones still didn't speak, just observed indifferently.

"Ah..."

"King Black Flood Dragon, I think this edict should be issued."

"or..."

"You think about it again?"

Faced with this kind of scene, the eight-tailed fox's expression remained unchanged, but his gaze fell on the Black Serpent King, his tone was still gentle, but there was a little coldness in his eyes.

The Black Flood King's body froze for a moment, looking at the eight-tailed fox's calm gaze, its body swayed restlessly on the top of the mountain.

But still hesitant, clenching his teeth.

It didn't take a deep breath until it saw the eight-tailed fox's eyes slightly narrowed, and two of its tails were still swaying in mid-air: "This king will send..."

Its voice was dull, and finally slowly closed its eyes.

The red dragon was stunned for a moment, turned his head in shock, and looked at the Black Flood Dragon King on the top of the mountain in disbelief, obviously not quite understanding.

Black Dragon King...

He is notoriously irritable on weekdays.