Ji Hong looked at it with a dark expression.
"Why are you glaring at me? I didn't even dislike the fact that you drew that thing in black and white, but you do dislike me?"
"As expected, you are such a heartless guy!"
"It breaks my heart so hard!"
Old White Ape has a crying voice, which makes me pity her, especially her outfit Da Hong Pao, which suddenly becomes appropriate for the occasion.
"Watch less idol dramas, the heroine's words will become disgusting when they come out of your mouth."
Beast Tide surges, the fourth attack begins.
No longer grinding teeth with Old White Ape to kill time, Ji Hong rose into the sky, with Writing Brush in his left hand and Scroll in his right hand, rushing towards Demon-Suppressing Pass with surging pressure.
"Come and fight!"
Along with the violent shouting, an old figure stood in front of him.
"Alas..."
Old Man let out a sigh and looked at Ji Hong with regret in his eyes, "You were once the pride of the Ink Academy and the pride of Lao Liu."
"Oh, put away your hypocrisy."
"In the final analysis, they just want to use me to die for those cowardly and incompetent guys."
Ji Hong sneered, his eyes did not waver, and his tone was slightly sarcastic.
"Why should I go to Protection those people who have nothing to do with me?"
"Just for the sake of saying Humanity's Torch?"
"Hypocrisy!"
Ji Hong's cold scolding sounds kept ringing in the void.
Old Principal of the Ink Academy sighed softly and shook his head, the loneliness in his eyes became more intense. "Human Race, I have never forced anyone... But similarly, not betraying or killing each other is also Human Race's bottom line."
"You have crossed this line."
"I will personally give Ink Academy... except you."
The only response to him was Ji Hong's disdainful sneer.
"Ink-Dyed Mountains and Rivers, Blood-Dyed Universe!"
"This painting is for your hypocritical heart."
Scroll unfolded, Ji Hong held Writing Brush and quickly sketched it. Every stroke he made formed an illusory scene behind him.
Dark mountains, rivers, blood-red sky...
All this covers Ji Hong and Old Principal.
"Spear Appears, Universe Changes."
"Spear Thrusts, Mountains and Rivers Shatter!"
A Spear seemed to suddenly appear from the void, piercing Old Principal, bringing with it the unparalleled Fighting Spirit.
The surrounding mountains and rivers were shaking violently at this time.
The pressure of energy concentrated on Old Principal's body, affecting his movements, as if he was in a quagmire.
"Alas..."
"People are afraid of the dark night, but they will not die in the dark night."
"Because they firmly believe that there will always be sunshine to drive away this dark night."
With a sigh, a ray of sunlight suddenly penetrated the bloody sky.
The golden energy formed a shield, blocking the Spear.
"The night is long, where does the light come from?"
"It's still a joke!"
Spear pierced the energy shield and charged forward again.
And Ji Hong was standing on top of a water Ink Mountain, looking down at him from a high position.
"The light... is always there."
"The direction of the heart is light."
There was an extra round of Blazing Sun in the virtual sky, sending out a bright beam of light, shattering the Spear.
The two looked at each other from afar, not giving in at all.
The fight between them may not have the sense of physical strength, but it is more dangerous, and if you are not careful, it will lead to an irreparable outcome.
On the Demon-Suppressing Pass below, the war has been going on for a long time, and life has become the cheapest thing at this time.
Blood continued to flow down the edge of the city wall, washing the City Pass into bright red.
"We..."
Zhao Qingyi stood very far away, watching this scene and clenching his fists subconsciously.
"Wait."
"Not enough."
An Xin, who looked carefree, looked extremely calm at this time, shook his head slightly, and spoke softly.
"Only at the moment when the general offensive begins can we exert our greatest value."
"Yeah." Zhao Qingyi nodded lightly and said no more.
But on the distant battlefield, scenes of constant fighting, as well as soldiers being torn apart by Demon Beast and falling off Demon-Suppressing Pass, these scenes constantly impacted them.
They clearly had a chance to save these people, but for the ultimate goal, they could only watch helplessly.
This inner pain caused them to suffer extremely.
"Their sacrifices will not be in vain..."
"Blood debts... must be paid with blood..."
An Xin's tone was a little low.
"Hmm."
Zhao Qingyi nodded again, the frost on his face getting heavier.
No one pays attention to the two inconspicuous guys in this corner, let alone what role they will play on the future battlefield.
"If the rotation continues, we may not be able to withstand it."
Yuan Qingshan just controlled his Awakening Object to make continuous drum sounds in mid-air to compete with Demon God Drum. He himself stood on the ground, frowned slightly, looked at the chaotic battlefield, and said.
At this time, Yu Mo looked a little pale and breathed a sigh of relief, "The fourth wave..."
"Soon, soon..."
"By the way, today is..."
Yu Mo recalled, "As agreed, today is the day."
"You won't let me down, after all, you abide by the spirit of the contract the most..."
Yu Mo was a little lost, but quickly recovered. "After the fourth round, all members Pass Ascension!"
"After surviving their fifth round, we will be in a precarious state. By then Eight-Tailed Fox will launch a general attack in the sixth round and defeat us head-on in a devastating way."
"But at that time our resistance will also be fierce. If we let more than 100,000 Demon Beast enter the border, they will retreat exhausted and return with a great victory..."
"That's it..."
"Now... success or failure depends on you..."
Yu Mo murmured to himself, moved his fingers, and an invisible sword energy swept through, cutting off the rushing Demon Beast.
"What on earth are you waiting for?"
Yuan Qingshan frowned.
Yu Mo has always been mysterious and mysterious, as if he had some means of turning the tables, but he didn't say it clearly.
"Of course... wait for the wind to come..."
Yu Mo had a sickly smile on his pale face.