Just three days after the Terran victory.

The demon domain was furious and tore up the contract.

The six mountain lords joined hands to attack the Demon Town Pass, causing countless casualties! A corner of the city wall of the Demon Town Pass was shattered.

Zhong Yushu was seriously injured.

Sun Yingying came thousands of miles to help.

All the high-level officials of the Mo Academy were dispatched, and all the nearby provinces were dispatched, which barely stopped this attack.

But...

Liujue killed more than 30 people in the battle.

Qijue killed four people and seriously wounded five others.

And the demon clan is still ready to move, and several mountain lords are still hovering near the town demon pass, and they may strike again at any time.

For a time, the pressure creeped in.

It was as if the end was coming.

Also on this day.

In an ordinary country field, in the wheat field, two children are playing and playing, and a dark-skinned old farmer is holding a cigarette pouch in his mouth, smiling at this scene.

The smile is simple and honest.

"It's time to go..."

Looking into the distance, the old peasant took two puffs of cigarette pouch and spit out wisps of smoke, and in the smoke, there was a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

Get up gently.

Hang the cigarette pouch casually around your waist, roll up your trouser legs, and walk along the path between the fields.

A graceful woman stood beside the thatched hut, looking at the back of the old man leaving, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Long.

The children, perhaps tired of playing, rushed to the door of the room, looked at the woman, and then looked around, a little puzzled.

"Mom, where's Grandpa?"

The woman turned her back to the children, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and barely regained her smile, before she turned around, squatted down, and said in a soft voice: "Grandpa has gone to find Dad." ”

"Wow, isn't Daddy coming back too?"

"Grandpa is amazing!"

The joy of children is always simple and joyful.

The woman was a little distracted, and muttered, "Yes, Grandpa... It's really amazing. ”

The two children took a sip of water and rushed excitedly to the wheat field again.

The woman sat at the door.

"You are all going to be heroes, with a lot of blood, the righteousness of the human race."

"But... What about us..."

Before I knew it, the tears were falling again.

……

Next.

The Demon Realm is in turmoil.

Even in the Demon Town, you can clearly see that in the position of Yingjian Mountain, it seems that a round of the sun rises into the sky, accompanied by terrifying energy, Yingjian Mountain, most of the dead and injured.

Even if there were survivors, all of them were seriously injured.

Feeling the fluctuations in the rear, the golden eagle's expression changed drastically, and he didn't dare to continue hovering near the Demon Town Pass.

When he returned to his Yingjian Mountain, looking at the tragic situation, he couldn't help but let out a sad roar.

On that wall, there are still clear words carved into it.

'Murderer, Ten Elders of Moge-Wan Bo. ’

'Tear up the covenant and invade my town demon pass, today... Slaughter the three clans of your demon domain! ’

Looking at the words, the golden eagle was silent.

After a long time, he suddenly woke up and rushed into the air, letting out a chirp.

This voice travels thousands of miles.

Wants to be alert.

But at the same time as the voice sounded, another... Zeshan.

The whole mountain was on the verge of collapsing.

Under this terrifying energy fluctuation, even the demon beasts within a radius of one mile died violently.

"Damn, the Terrans are crazy!"

Xiang Liu's voice was gloomy: "Withdraw first, don't pull that guy out, this town demon pass... Can't beat! ”

The remaining mountain lords retreated hand in hand.

The pressure on the demon suppression level has plummeted.

Zhong Yushu stood on the city wall, his face pale, leaning against the wall, watching the silence that changed in the depths of the demon domain, with a trace of loss in his eyes.

"Who is it... Shot. ”

On this day, in the depths of the demon domain, energy erupted everywhere.

Every time it erupts, a large number of demon beasts fall.

Corpses were everywhere.

The blood spread for three thousand miles.

Suddenly...

A majestic sound spread throughout the entire demon domain, and it was clearly audible even on the demon control gate.

"Once your demon clan tears up the covenant, this will happen once."

"Really, when all of us old guys are dead, can't we?"

"I look at your demon clan, how long does it take to build a foundation."

"Today, slaughter your three clans and destroy your mountain master!"

With this sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, a scythe was reflected in the void.

On the scythe, the nine hedrons are so dazzling.

This... It's his awakening.

An ordinary scythe.

Who said... Ordinary awakened beings cannot stand on top of the world.

"Old... Teacher! ”

Zhong Yushu looked at the awakened thing, rushed forward two steps, and stared at it deadly.

Moist eye sockets.

A tear fell.

His hands were clenched tightly.

Staring at the awakened thing, he didn't dare to blink for a moment.

"Slash!"

The old voice echoed...

The scythe fell.

With a wailing cry, the golden eagle fell from mid-air, stained with blood.

"Boy, you did... Not bad. ”

As the sound fell, a colorful demon core slashed through the depths of the demon domain, rushed straight down, and landed on the wall of the Demon Suppression Pass.

Look at the blood-stained hedron beside him, and the voice.

Zhong Yushu's body trembled a little, gently lifted his coat, and knelt heavily on the ground.

Murmuring.

"Teacher... Let's go. ”

The scythe phantom did not retract, it was still in mid-air, rushing towards the deeper part of the demon domain, until it reached the deepest part of the demon domain, the heavenly dome.

It's also the real Demon Domain... Heads.

Similar to Terran Mocheng.

"You dare!"

A terrifying aura revived from the heavenly dome.

In mid-air, several pairs of pupils loomed, staring at the very ordinary-looking old man opposite him.

The voice is muffled.

"Why don't you dare?"

"One day, our human race will set foot on your demon domain and stand in front of your heavenly stream."

"All over the mountains, as far as the banner of our human race."

"When the time comes... What can you do? ”

The old man smiled and said, "Remember, this is the price of tearing up the convention." ”

"From this day forward, you demon clan... Recuperate for two years. ”

"Otherwise, there will be a second person, a third person who will step on your demon domain and kill your demons."

"Hahahaha!"

With a wanton smile, the scythe fell from mid-air, as if it was about to cut the sky in half.

In the heavenly dome stream, the demon beasts were in turmoil.

Scattered.

"The old man is leaving, wouldn't it be a loss if he doesn't take a ninth-level big guy away?"

A roar...

This is the end of it.

A corner of the Heavenly Dome Stream was shattered, and it was gathered here, and the demon beasts with pure blood did not know how many had died.

In the sky, a dragon fell and stopped moving.

The scythe phantom gradually dissipated from mid-air.

This battle broke out very quickly.

Ending... Equally extremely fast.

It doesn't even give people time to react.

But... Chills the Demon Domain.

I didn't even dare to forget this dark day.