"Yes!"

Tens of thousands of Peach Mountain disciples flew down into the void and landed on the top of Guan Cheng, standing with the monks of Wanjian Pass.

Only Wu Qian flew to Su Mo's side and stared at Su Mo. The meaning in those beautiful eyes was very clear, and she didn't want to leave Su Mo for half a step.

Su Mo looked at the stubbornness in Wu Qian's eyes, sighed and nodded.

Looking down at the Taoshan disciples below, Su Mo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Border Soldiers...... Born as a hero, die as a ghost! ”

"But I don't want you to be ghosts, I want you to live, to be a hero in the world, and to be a hero of my peach mountain."

"I order you all..."Su Mo said in a low voice.

“...... Come back alive! ”

Momoyama's tens of thousands of disciples, he hasn't had time to remember them all......

Will he ever have a chance to get to know them after this battle? And the disciples of Momoyama, how many people can come back...

One last glance at all the disciples of Peach Mountain, Su Mo turned around violently, golden light lit up under his feet, and disappeared into the sky with Wu Qian.

The cool breeze outside the gate blows on the city of ten thousand swords...

There was an indescribable tenderness......

The Taoshan disciples above the Ten Thousand Swords Pass City knelt on the ground one after another, bowing deeply in the direction in which Su Mo had disappeared.

"Disciples... Obey the Childe's order! ”

......

Outside the gray pass, countless pairs of dark pupils stared at the gate.

The demon beasts stayed densely outside the gate, and they didn't make any moves.

The wanton bloody aura caused the void to vibrate, and the air became more and more solidified.

The people in the customs looked worried, looking up at the sky.

Su Mo and Wu Qian returned to the Guancheng of the Desolate Demon Pass, and saw that the Cangsheng Pen had already drawn a mysterious formation pattern on the head of the Guancheng.

That formation connected the border formation, leaving a golden array on the top of the city......

Seeing Su Mo and Wu Qian coming back, Cangsheng Pen staggered to the top of Su Mo's head and inserted it into Su Mo's hair.

Shusheng stared worriedly at the countless demon beasts outside the gate, and those demon beasts were still gathering.

Su Mo and Wu Qian walked to the side of the book saint, looked out of the vast pass, and waited quietly.

Now there are monsters outside the gate, and it seems that there are too many to count.

It's endless......

"In the end, where did you get so many demon beasts......" Su Mo was puzzled.

Shusheng shook his head, "No one knows where this demon beast came from, and no one knows what this demon beast is. ”

"I just know... These monsters seem to be innumerable. ”

"The border pass that was originally used to prevent the desolate realm has now become a guard against demon beasts."

Su Mo frowned and was silent for a long time.

The border pass is vast, and the wind outside the pass blows up the gate with the bloodthirsty intention of endless demon beasts.

An aura seemed to have condensed to the peak, but those demon beasts still didn't make any moves.

"What are they waiting for?" Su Mo asked.

The book saint responded: "I'm waiting for the Beastmaster to give an order, but I don't know how many Beastmaster ...... this time"

The trapped beast in the last beast tide was the king of demon beasts.

Su Mo hadn't fought with that trapped beast last time, so he guessed that the demon beast was actually a spirit thing.

And the trapped beast's spiritual sense is even sharper, and its nature is so cautious that it has never made a move.

Su Mo nodded and waited quietly.

The peach blossoms in the gate are fragrant and float out of the gate......

I don't know how long it took, but the demon beasts in the outer city finally reacted and became riotous.

Roar!

Suddenly, a roar shook the earth, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble.

"Here ......

Su Mo's expression froze, and he turned his head to look at the book saint, "Senior!" ”

The scholar nodded, and stepped into the eyes painted by the pen.

In an instant, a burst of black light suddenly erupted from the light curtain that opened the three gates under the entire Desolate Demon Gate.

Rumble!

A scroll breath flowed out of the book saint's body and merged into the entire Guan array.

On the entire golden light curtain that shrouded the Great Array of Desolate Demon Passes, words gradually emerged.

The dense blue and ink-colored text is the vision formed by the holy realm cultivation of the book saint.

From a distance, the pass array looked like a long scroll of golden books, slowly unfolding, blocking out of the border pass......

This vast landscape appears in the world like a marvelous work.

......

A golden holy place standing high in the world, shrouded in a golden radiance.

A wide golden pilgrimage staircase leads to the sky, and at the end of the pilgrimage staircase is a tall and sacred palace.

The glow of the road floats in this palace, and beyond the palace is an endless imperial dynasty.

At the top of the palace is a tall golden dragon chair.

On the dragon chair, a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe sits......

The man wears a golden crown and is dozens of feet tall, as if he is standing up to the sky in this palace!

Under the blessing of the emperor's qi, the man's figure was like a god.

Although he doesn't have the power of imperial luck, he is the emperor after all. But the emperor's aura still existed in his body.

Suddenly, the emperor's eyes flashed and he looked into the distant sky......

A mighty scroll of breath entered the temple.

"Book ......"

There was a flash of shock in the words of these two words.

Under the throne, a middle-aged man sat aside, also looking at the distant sky, and his eyes couldn't help but have a trace of sadness.

The emperor turned his head to look at the middle-aged man below, and sighed: "Liqing......"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, turned to the tall emperor sitting on top of him, and bowed, "The minister is here." ”

"Something happened at the border gate." The Emperor's voice echoed through the tall and sacred palace.

The middle-aged man nodded, and in front of the emperor, his body was as small as an ant.

The emperor hesitated for a moment, and slowly spoke, "Invincible him......"

The middle-aged man immediately shook his head, "Your Majesty is worried, my son does not bear the responsibility of leaving my clan, although he is dead, but Ren has found a master for the Desolate Demon Pass." ”

The emperor shook his head, "Do you know the new master of the Desolate Demon Pass, actually ......"

The emperor didn't say any more, but the middle-aged man shook his head calmly, "The minister knows that my skills are not as good as others, so there is nothing to say." ”

"And the new master has never lived up to my child's trust."

"He's doing a great job......"

It seems that everything in the border pass far away in the sky is clear in the dynasty.

......

The desolate demon was closed, and the book saint sat in this array, and the ink characters continued to flow on the golden light curtain that reached the sky.

Outside the light curtain, endless demon beasts are constantly impacting.

The light curtain emitted a tremor in the impact of the demon beast......

Su Mo looked at the endless demon beast, his hand flashed, and the Xingchen Sword was held in his hand.

Glancing back at Wu Qian, and then at the Book Saint, Su Mo said calmly: "Senior, open the pass." ”

After speaking, dressed in white, he walked out of the gate and came under the light curtain......

Shusheng looked at Su Mo's back, took a deep breath, and a golden gap opened under the light curtain.

At the same time, a hole was opened in the light curtains of the Rouge Pass and the Ten Thousand Swords Pass.

Su Mo was dressed in white and walked out of the gap alone, and the Xingchen Sword in his hand let out a sword sound......

Countless demon beasts saw the gap in the light curtain, and no longer impacted the light curtain, but turned around one after another, like a surging tide.

Rushed towards the white-clothed man......