"Heh... Huh..."

"Heheheha!"

Demon Suppression Pass.

The human race, the demon race, separated by hundreds of miles, look at each other!

Suddenly, a maniacal smile suddenly came from the void, this smile was full of morbidity, and almost instantly attracted everyone's attention.

And then...

With the fluctuation of space, Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair and quietly appeared on the highest section of the city wall of the Demon Pass.

"That's what you swore to me..."

"Shocked?"

"A surprise for me?"

The corners of Yu Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and he spoke softly.

Confucian nodded straightforwardly: "I've seriously thought about it, my abilities are the kind of ones that have no special effects, but I can laugh!" The people of Sin City are afraid of me laughing! ”

"How's that, isn't there a surprise to them!"

"Now everyone, they've seen it!"

Confucius's tone was full of pride, showing off.

Feeling the strange and complicated gaze, especially in the direction of the demon domain, those guys who didn't have any brains, when they looked at themselves, they were all full of mockery, Yu Mo took a deep breath and praised heavily: "You did a good job!" ”

"You're welcome!"

"People always have to be good at digging out their strengths!"

Confucius didn't hear the deep meaning of Yu Mo's words at all, but nodded with a smile.

Yu Mo decisively ignored Confucianism and looked at the demon domain.

"It's quite a lot..."

"Even the Protoss are here."

"It's just that there are no surprises, I thought that some races that I had never seen before would suddenly appear, which were kept as killer features on weekdays and released during the decisive battle."

"It's the Demon Domain, I didn't take this layer into account, but the old white ape intimately solved it for us."

Yu Mo observed a circle, a little surprised.

Although the combat power on the side of the demon domain is very strong, it is all in his own expectations.

If you only look at the current strength of the two sides...

Five-five-open!

Maybe that's what the old white ape expected.

It's just that the scene has been set up, why hasn't the self-proclaimed chief director appeared for a long time?

"The finale?"

"This shaft of yours is not easy to press."

Yu Mo whispered softly, revealing a smile.

"If everything is good for you, wouldn't it seem like I'm too wasteful."

As he spoke, Yu Mo suddenly raised his head, looked into the air, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Old Yu!! Let's take a picture!! ”

The shouts containing aura continued to echo in midair, attracting attention one after another.

"Hehe..."

"Yu Mo, you'd better pray for yourself to die in this decisive battle."

Yu Sanshui's sneer came from the void.

The next moment, Yu Sanshui stood proudly in mid-air, his hands behind his back.

It can be seen that he seems to have deliberately styled himself recently.

A strand of long hair stood on top of his forehead, swaying in the wind.

The black trench coat set off his excellent figure.

It's just that his face was a little unpleasant at this time, and he glanced at Yu Mo from a distance, and then he began to unscrupulously exude his coercion as Jiujue.

The majestic aura swept through the air, eventually forming an exaggerated aura storm.

Yu Sanshui stood at the center of the storm.

A black trench coat that swings in the wind.

At a glance, the temperament is dusty!

Feeling this terrifying coercion, the demon domain became a little restless.

Some of the weaker monsters let out a low roar of uneasiness.

The decisive battle has not begun!

But the Nine Senses of the Terran have already appeared.

It's like fighting psychological warfare, and the pressure is on the side of the demon domain.

If the demon domain does not mobilize the demon gods for a long time, the momentum they have worked so hard to condense in the past half a year will probably collapse completely under the pressure of Yu Sanshui for a long time.

At that time, if a decisive battle is launched, the balance of victory will naturally shift to the side of the Terrans.

"Roar!!

"Is there already someone desperate for death?"

A roar echoed through the sky.

The sky above the Thousand Miles Demon Plain was covered with dark clouds, and a behemoth could be vaguely seen swimming in the dark clouds.

The only thing that is clearly visible is the pair of blood-red eyes, looking directly at Yu Sanshui through the dark clouds, and his voice is cold.

For a while, the flustered heart of the demon clan camp calmed down again.

"It's really hard to pretend."

"I have to help myself hide when I go out, what's the matter, I forgot to put on my clothes?"

"Naked?"

Yu Sanshui sneered and said in a weird manner.

Just when he was about to stimulate this demon god at a deeper level, Yu Mo suddenly shouted again at the top of his throat: "Old Yu, just show up, let's come back!" ”

“？？？”

Yu Sanshui looked back blankly, looked at Yu Mo, who was still smiling, and couldn't help gritting his teeth: "Boy, I'm not kidding, you'd better die in the decisive battle, otherwise after you go back, Lao Tzu must have a good talk with you!" ”

As the words fell, Yu Sanshui took a deep breath, and fell back to the ground angrily, retracting his breath.

(I need to take a moment to sort out the last part of the plot, and I will start three chapters today.) ）