"When it comes to the Ink Academy, you're the one who dances the best!"
"We are classmates in the same class, how dare you call me junior every day?"
"Don't pay me a salary!"
"Let me be Ink Pavilion Head!"
"Guard Bureau, do you know how tired you are!"
Each voice was filled with resentment.
"You..."
"Calm down, don't be cold... fuck me!"
"Who did it?"
"Don't push me, I'm the number one under Ninth Awakening... fuck, don't pick at my beard!"
On Demon-Suppressing Pass, under the curious eyes of countless Reserve Corps, Sun Yingxiong let out a shrill scream, and the sound echoed continuously, which was too tragic to watch.
At that time, there were also several other Old Man exclamations.
These top Human Race masters are in a state of disarray at this moment.
After a long time...
Sun Yingxiong's eye sockets were bruised, his cheeks were also swollen, his beard had fallen off a bit, and his snow-white hair was messy.
Several other old men also looked unhealthy and miserable.
But they are laughing!
Laugh freely and happily!
"Cool!"
"It's so cool!"
"After fifty years, I finally found the opportunity to fight this bastard!"
"Back then, I was tricked into stealing Principal's crutches. Principal hung me on a tree for three days and three nights. He was still pulling me down there and spinning me around!"
Every sound is filled with blood and tears!
Sun Yingxiong was leaning in the corner, panting, looking at these people, also smiling.
Everyone just laughed and then fell silent.
"I miss Principal..."
"And Lao Fang, Lao Liu..."
"Yu Laosan's singing is actually quite nice."
"Fuck, you're so good, why are you bringing this up? Look at those juniors, they're still eating skewers!"
"We seniors are actually moved by the situation!"
"Yes, do it!"
Although these people are very old, their speech is incompatible with their appearance.
And at this time...
The horizon is far away!
"You Human Race, when you see God... worship!"
"Today, bloodbath Demon-Suppressing Pass!"
Qiqiong's voice sounded, and it was still so cold. It was the first to bear the brunt, soared into the sky, came to Demon-Suppressing Pass, and spoke.
One after another, ferocious figures emerged and appeared in the sky again.
Only this time, they no longer meant to test, and what was revealed in their eyes was the purest killing intent.
"Noisy..."
Sun Yingxiong rubbed his face, looking unhappy, but did not get up.
"Mountain Lord Ji, it's time to start..."
As the voice of Red Dragon fell, the figure of Ji Hong rose into the air, still wearing Long Gown!
It's just that the Long Gown it wears today is so bright and blood red.
It was as if it was dyed red with blood.
He stood expressionless in the sky, looking down at Demon-Suppressing Pass, including the faces below, some were familiar and some were unfamiliar.
"Today, the attackers, Eagle Ravine Mountain Lord, Ji Hong."
His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
As his voice fell, Old White Ape stood up and stood behind him. On the ground, Fierce Beast gathered together to form an army.
This includes Ten Thousand Demon Forest, Thousand-Li Demon Plain, Eagle Ravine Mountain, most of the troops under the three major forces.
The momentum is extremely huge!
Just mentioning the scale of Eagle Ravine Mountain's organization this time is already the same as the previous war level, not to mention Twelve God Clans and its vassal tribes who are still standing still on the mountains.
Just looking at the densely packed Beast Tide below with the naked eye will naturally make people feel desperate.
"Ji Hong..."
One of them, Old Man, was still smiling. At this time, his smile slowly faded. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Ji Hong in the sky. "What a Eagle Ravine Mountain Lord."
"Are you right Lao Liu?"
"It was he who carried you out from among the dead!"
"For you, he never married and regarded you as his son!"
"Is this how you repay him?"
Mentioning Lao Liu, Old Man's emotions were aroused, and the eyes he looked at Ji Hong were full of murderous intent and bloodshot!
"Today, I will kill you, you beast, to pay homage to Lao Liu!"
"Yellow hair, covered with Demon Aura!"
"You don't deserve to be called Ji Hong, let alone my name Human Race!"
As he spoke, Old Man's body emitted fierce energy, blowing his hair up.
A wordless Scroll appeared behind him out of thin air!
"Old Ma!"
Sun Yingxiong looked at Old Ma and shook his head slightly.
Old Ma clenched his fists, snorted coldly, and did not rush out of City Pass, but Scroll was still floating behind him.
"Huh..."
"Liu Sangu knows how he treats me."
"The sky is big and the earth is big. Under my feet, there is my own path!"
"What about Human Race, what about the Demon Clan?"
"Don't you think it's ridiculous to differentiate between races?"
"Now, you are old and dying, but I, the king, are still at the top of my game!"
"Perhaps a hundred years from now, I will still be the same as I am now, but what about you?"
"It's just that I was blinded by my vision!"
Ji Hong chuckled, not angry, but looked at Old Ma with eyes full of ridicule.
On Demon-Suppressing Pass, a man named Reserve Corps was holding Spear, and Awakening Object appeared behind him, staring angrily at Ji Hong, as if he wanted to devour it.
"How dare a group of ants dare to discuss my king's path to becoming a god?"
"Ignorance, ridiculous!"
Ji Hong looked around high in the sky, his tone cold and indifferent.
High above, as if Deity, looking down at the common people.
Qiongqi glanced at Ji Hong in surprise, and said to Taotie, "This guy... is a bit interesting, he is eloquent, and has good strength. Maybe he can win over him."
"Let it work for my two clans, maybe there will be unexpected gains."
Taotie did not respond. He just glanced at Qiongqi and nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Qiongqi's remarks.
They continued to watch the excitement with amusement.
After all, no matter what, the internal tearing between Human Race is the most interesting to these pure Demon Beast.