And now, the majestic Falling Goose Pass had come into his view.
The mottled city walls full of pits and craters bore witness to the ancient history of this fort.
It was a city of ten thousand years, grand and imposing.
But by the end of today, Falling Goose Pass would no longer exist.
Originally, Falling Goose Pass was Lu Qingshan's destination.
Who could have imagined that, after much turmoil, although he finally reached Falling Goose Pass, he did so with the Demon Race army that was attacking it?
Didn't this turn into a situation of "please, come this way, Grandma"? Although it was against his will...
Lu Qingshan felt helpless and pondered incessantly in his heart, but no matter how he thought, he seemed to find no plan to escape.
Because this warship, due to the presence of the Qing Ge Demon General, was rightly situated at the very heart of the entire Demon Race army.
