Wanling Mountain is named as a mountain, but in fact, it is a group of continuous mountains. It is more appropriate to call it Wanling Mountain or Wanling Mountain System.

In the middle of Wanling Mountain is a towering mountain peak, extremely steep, like a knife and axe.

The highest point of the mountain is straight into the gale wind. Even those who refine the spirit and return to the gale must be careful - and on the top of the mountain above the gale wind, there is a hall standing tall.

This hall is called the Demon Spirit Hall, which is the core place in the Ten Thousand Spirit Mountains and the core place!

In the entire Wanling Mountain, only those who can cross the Gangfeng with their own strength are qualified to be in this Demon Spirit Hall.

In other words, there are only two types of people who are qualified to enter this Demon Spirit Hall. One is the semi-immortal on earth who refines the emptiness and the Tao, and the other is the ultimate existence in refining the spirit and returning to the emptiness.

At this time, the battle outside Wanling Mountain had just ended, and a quarrel broke out in the Demon Spirit Hall!

"When you kill, you must kill you!" A rough and sharp voice echoed in the Demon Spirit Hall, accompanied by this sound, and there were waves of slapping the table.

In the Demon Spirit Hall, there is a long table. There are more than 20 practitioners on both sides of the table, totaling more than 40 people, lined up along the table.

In the Wanling Mountain, all decisions and the fate of all demon spirits are controlled by these more than 40 people.

In front of the table is a stone statue standing with eyes closed.

The man who was just talking stood at the top of the right side of the table.

"The human practitioners have all rushed to the foot of Wanling Mountain. If you don't give them some color, I'm afraid that the practitioners between the world will all think that there are a bunch of cords in Wanling Mountain!" The demon spirit on the right side of the table was covered in black clothes and a scar on his face spread from the right forehead, along the eyes and falling to the corner of his mouth.

As the demon spirit spoke, the scar on its face was constantly twisting, like a living centipede, which was very terrifying.

At this time, the demon spirit was slapped hard on the table in front of him. I don’t know what material it was made of. Under the slap of a half-immortal in the world, it was still motionless, with a bit of a majestic meaning.

"Yes, I have to give them some color, so that the world can know that my demon clan is not a fool!" As soon as the demon spirit finished speaking, the more than 20 demon spirits on the right side of the table all responded together.

A person still has different thoughts, and as Wanling Mountain, which accommodates countless demon spirits, naturally cannot be a solid piece of solidity. The demon spirits in Wanling Mountain can be divided into two camps except for their own selfishness.

First, the main war faction led by this black-clothed demon spirit, the demon spirits in this camp have always advocated fighting with the human race and distinguishing between the world of life and death.

After all, with the Emperor's Snow Rise once every 60 years, the demon clan would not be in danger of cutting off the inheritance. Therefore, in the eyes of these people, as long as the Emperor's Snow exists, the dispute between the demon clan and the human clan may be temporarily at a disadvantage for some reason, but as time goes by, the demon clan will surely achieve the final victory.

"We should ask for an explanation."

"It's not only about looking for the human race, but also about you!"

"Yu Lingzi, the defense of Wanling Mountain has always been under your control. You didn't even notice it when the human practitioners touched the foot of the mountain. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?" After a brief silence, on the left side of the table, a demon spirit in silk clothes also spoke without hesitation. When he made a sound, the demon spirit stared at a demon spirit with narrow eyes opposite him.

This demon spirit in silk clothes was one of the seven demon giants on the Yunxing Boat, except Mr. Bai. Although he did not join the battle in front of Wanling Mountain, the aftermath of the fire and sword light at the end of the battle was still the Yunxing Boat that he sat down almost disintegrated, and the little demons in the Yunxing Boat also suffered a lot of losses.

The demon spirit had just finished speaking, and on the left side of the table, the other six demon giants also landed their gazes on the demon spirit with long eyes.

"Do you suspect that I deliberately let the human race in?" Seeing this, the demon spirit named Yu Lingzi seemed to feel insulted. He spoke out in anger, and his face turned red.

"That's a semi-immortal of the human race, not a cat or a dog!"

"They want to sneak in, unless you and me patrol in person day and night, who can defend themselves?

"It's like Chang'an City. What can I do if the defense is strict?"

"If you and I want to go in, who can stop me?"

"Who can find out?" As he said, Yu Lingzi also threw out a jade plaque. The jade plaque recorded the routes and frequency of the demon spirit patrolling in Wanling Mountain over the past few days - but the routes, compositions and so on of each team of demon spirit patrolling were the routes, compositions, etc. Yu Lingzi personally paid attention to it.

The jade token was jumping on the table, making a crisp sound, but no one in the Demon Spirit Hall picked up the jade token to check it out.

"You have heard the words of Yu Lingzi, too." As the jade plaque jumped on the table, the black-clothed demon spirit on the top of the right side of the table also coughed again and took over the conversation.

"The human race has a saying, "It's only a thousand days to be a thief, but there's no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days!"

"This time they can sneak in, what about the next time?"

"What about next time?"

"We can't do nothing, stay here every day and night!"

"So, we must repay the human race's actions this time!"

"Only in this way, the human race will consider the existence of the 'consequence' when it takes action next time!" The black-clothed demon spirit paused, his eyes swept past everyone, and it was extremely sharp, like a hawk passing by over the nine heavens.

"Should all the human race in the mountains be expelled?" The black-clothed demon spirit finished speaking, and Yu Lingzi also said in a timely manner, and his murderous intent was revealed in his words.

"No!" As soon as Yu Lingzi finished speaking, another demon spirit spoke quickly on the left side of the table.

"My demon clan is not as good as the human clan."

"The new little demons still need the service of these human races."

"And there are countless chores in this mountain..." The demon spirit said slowly.

Although Wanling Mountain is the ancestor of the demon clan, there are quite a few ordinary people in this Wanling Mountain who have never set foot on the path of cultivation.
Chapter completed!