A song sounds!
Sun Dahu retreated backwards somewhat weakly, the sound of the flute surrounding Bifang's ears.
It paused in place somewhat blankly.
There was a sudden fluctuation in the air, and there was an inexplicable wound on its body, and Bifang also woke up instantly. "Zhu Yan!"
Zhu Yan and Qi Changshan roared again while fighting!
This voice turned into Demon Aura, surrounding Bifang.
"I told you before that your music... is useless today!"
The seriously injured Sun Dahu faced the prosperous Bifang, and Awakening Object was restrained, losing ground for a while. Perhaps the only good news is...
He can barely hold on for a while.
But the bad news is...
The Dawn Pass below may not last long enough!
"At the latest half an hour, Demon-Suppressing Pass is fine!"
"The danger of Dawn Pass will be resolved by then!"
Qi Changshan spoke lightly.
"Half an hour..."
"Including the rush..."
Sun Dahu made some calculations at this moment, a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more intense.
"Looks like I can't be lazy anymore..."
"What a pity..."
He took a deep breath, moved his limbs, feeling his weak state, took out a Porcelain Bottle in his hand, and poured the Medicinal Pills inside into his mouth for free.
The injury continued to heal almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This will cut off Ninth Awakening's path!"
When Qi Changshan saw this scene, he punched Zhu Yan and took a few steps back.
"Ninth Awakening's road has long since disappeared..."
"Instead of living the rest of my life feeling aggrieved, it's better to have a good time... give him a good fight!"
But Sun Dahu didn't care. He sneered, dropped Porcelain Bottle, and rushed towards Bifang again.
On the battlefield below, soldiers of Human Race were being torn to pieces and falling into pools of blood. More soldiers were quickly filling the vacant positions, intercepting Demon Beast of Pass Ascension.
But there are more and more Demon Beast Pass Ascension, and the situation is in danger.
This Human Race Passes, which has the smallest number of troops, highlights its own decline at this moment.
Demon-Suppressing Pass!
With a muffled groan, Yuan Qingshan flew out of the void and landed on the city wall. His face was as pale as paper, and there were several scars on his body. Even the drum had long since dissipated.
On the other side, Ji Hong and Black Flood Dragon King also walked out of the void.
It's just that their condition doesn't look particularly good.
Especially for Black Flood Dragon King, one of its horns was almost broken and blood was constantly flowing out.
Ji Hong's hand holding Writing Brush was shaking slightly, and blood was flowing down his arm on Writing Brush.
Looking at the scene near Demon-Suppressing Pass, Ji Hong frowned slightly.
"Failed?"
He was a little confused, as if he didn't understand why Demon Clan suddenly withdrew its troops.
Black Flood Dragon King has obviously shown his ferocity, with a ruthless look in his eyes. "We still have the strength to fight. Logically speaking, if we can still fight, the war is not over. Then the Human Race girl is seriously injured, and Yuan Qingshan is seriously injured. You and I will take action together and kill all the soldiers on this Demon-Suppressing Pass."
"Yes!"
Ji Hong nodded lightly without any hesitation. The next moment, he raised the blood-stained Writing Brush again, as if he was drawing something in the void.
Black Flood Dragon King also let out a ferocious laugh, Demon Aura filled the air.
"This Demon-Suppressing Pass still belongs to someone."
"Always here for you."
Two very inconspicuous looking Old Man stand on City Pass.
Several soldiers helped Yuan Qingshan retreat.
They looked into the air and spoke calmly.
"Wagon war?"
"Shameless!"
"You Demon-Suppressing Pass have gathered so many Eighth Awakening, aren't you afraid that other City Pass will have problems?"
Black Flood Dragon King's voice is cold.
"That won't bother you."
"To fight, or not to fight?"
Old Man seemed to have a bad temper when he spoke. The moment his voice fell, Awakening Object appeared behind him, emitting strong energy fluctuations.
The other one is Principal from the Ink Academy, but he just joined Eighth Awakening.
But at this time, he was equally fearless and even somewhat hopeful.
"Back!"
Black Flood Dragon King looked terribly gloomy, but finally he spoke solemnly, turned around and left.
Ji Hong still stopped in place, as if thinking about something.
"Huh?"
Aware of Ji Hong's situation, Black Flood Dragon King paused in mid-air, turned around and looked at him, somewhat confused.
"Maybe we can have a fight."
"I always feel..."
"They don't have enough confidence."
When speaking, Ji Hong was holding his own Writing Brush from beginning to end.
"Eight-Tailed Fox has ordered the withdrawal of troops!"
"What's the use of continuing to fight!"
Black Flood Dragon King obviously doesn't see it that way.
Regarding its current situation, it does not seek merit, but seeks no faults.
In this battle, Yuan Qingshan was seriously injured, which is already a credit.
If there is a chance to make another fortune, that would be the best.
But it's not worth taking the risk.
After the Black Flood Dragon Clan died, Demon God could no longer bear the consequences of failure.
What it wants...
In a stable word.
Ji Hong was noncommittal, his cold eyes still staring at the two Old Man on the city wall. After a while, he put away his Writing Brush, turned around and left with Black Flood Dragon.
The two Old Man just stood on City Pass and watched them leave.
"Leaving?"
"Hmm."
"Quick, this is the final chapter of this battle. Mobilize fresh troops to help Dawn Pass. The faster the better!"
Ink Academy Principal breathed a sigh of relief, and then became anxious.
One by one, the uninjured or slightly injured soldiers retreated from City Pass in an orderly and concealed manner, assembled as quickly as possible, and rushed towards Dawn Pass.
Senior Awakened leads the team!
Only the two of them were still standing on this City Pass, threatening the direction of the Demon Clan.
"Hope it's not too late."
"This battle, Dawn Pass... is difficult."
With a sigh, Principal shook his head slightly, his eyes a little lonely.
Although the other Old Man did not speak, his eyebrows were also lowered.
"Dawn Pass..."
The seriously injured Yuan Qingshan reluctantly opened his eyes. "Where is the treatment medicine? Give it to me!"
"Carry me over!"
"Maybe there's a place where I can be used!"