Mr. Bai paused again, waiting for the other demon giants in the Demon Spirit Hall to think carefully about their words. After they all showed a thoughtful look, Mr. Bai moved his eyes and continued to speak.

"As for their safety issues you mentioned."

"They don't have to worry about it at all."

"As long as they are not killed on the spot, as other people's half immortals, they always have the chance to run back to the territory of the human race."

"And as long as you enter the territory of the human race, no matter what, the other human semi-immortals will not turn a blind eye to them." Mr. Bai's words were a little tired.

Compared with the human race, the giants of the demon race in Wanling Mountain are more than inferior to the situation. Of course, this is not unrelated to the environment between the two races. Survival of things and the survival of the weak. This should have been the iron rule between beasts or demon races, but now, this rule is spreading faintly between human races.

The struggle between the human race practitioners is no less than the struggle between the human race and the demon race. Mr. Bai even suspected that if one day there is no demon race between the world, the human race's cultivation inheritance may very likely die in their internal struggle.

But on the other hand, after the Wanling Mountain was established, although there will be conflicts between the demon races under conscious guidance, this kind of struggle is controlled within an acceptable benign range. The demon spirits who grew up in this atmosphere will naturally be inferior to the human race. What's more, compared with the human race, the demon spirits think that the way to solve a certain problem is to advocate hands-on rather than brains.

"But fortunately, there is still some time left to make them all grow up." After quietly scanning the demon giants in the Demon Spirit Hall, Mr. Bai's eyes moved slightly and fell on the bodies of countless demon spirits in the Ten Thousand Spirit Mountain.

"Is it still possible to stay!"

"Hey!" Under Mr. Bai's guidance, after thinking through everything, the black-clothed demon spirit patted his body hard and left the demon spirit palace with great displeasure.

After all the demon giants left, Mr. Bai slowly leaned on the table in the hall, covered his mouth and nose, lowered his voice, and coughed.

When he waved his hands spread out and he was waving his hands, there was a dazzling red color in his palm.

He had one more thing that he didn't tell all the demons in this palace - the sword light falling from the sky.

As the person who took the sword light from the front, Mr. Bai naturally knew where the sword light came from. It was clearly a sword from outside the sky and a sword from a immortal who killed it.

Among the eight human semi-immortals in front of Wanling Mountain, the leader is Zhang Qimeng from the Tianshi Mansion, while the other seven people are from the Han Empire, and except for the imperial family, the seven largest vassal states.

This is already half the power of the Han Empire or the entire human race.

If there is no sufficient support, Zhang Qimeng from Tianshi Mansion will definitely not be able to get the support of these people, and will not be able to rank first among them!

Where does the confidence of the Tianshi Mansion come from?

Apart from the immortal immortal, Mr. Bai really couldn't imagine anything else.

...

When the wind direction of Wanling Mountain began to slowly change, Taipan and other small demons finally woke up from their coma.

The sight of the eyes is a roof made of bamboo, with a few transparent tiles scattering the brilliance of light.

Under Taipan, there are more than just the famous beast's skin, which is extremely warm.

The moment he woke up, instinctively, there was a demonic wind surrounding Taipan's body, dragging him up and leaving the animal skin.

Where he is, is a hanging bamboo building five feet in a radius.

There is a slight fragrance lingering in the bamboo building, which makes people think that there is a clear light in their minds, and windows are opened on all sides of the bamboo building.

Taipan controlled the demonic wind and quietly leaned to the window, then looked out.

Outside is a spacious field. On the field, bamboo houses are lined up one after another. Each bamboo house is like the bamboo house where Taipan is located, hanging high in the air.

In each bamboo building, there are areas where the demon spirit's qi spreads and opens, entangled with each other, and various illusions spread under the moonlight.

Under the bright moonlight, more than ten people were holding dustpans, brooms and other things, quickly heading to the other side of the plain.

The faces of these more than ten people were obviously panic.

The moment she saw these more than ten people, Taipan's heart became tight.

These more than ten people are all humans, and they are all ordinary people without any cultivation.

At this time, he should be in Wanling Mountain, but how could the ancestor of this demon clan have humans who are openly interacting with each other?

"How could there be humans?" Taipan couldn't help but think of the flying boat burning on the clouds and the sleeves covering the sky and the sun.

"Can I be captured by the human race?" Taipan looked carefully through the window and looked around.

In the wilderness, after more than ten breaths, the group of humans also disappeared into this stretched bamboo building.

After thinking for a while, Taipan slowly walked down from the window of the bamboo building, held up by the demonic wind, and fell silently into this wilderness.

"woke up?"

"Then let's go with me." After coming out of the bamboo building, a thin middle-aged man, who else could he be the one who was not on the Yunxing Boat.

"Senior." Seeing this man safe and sound, Tai Pan also had a thought of joy.

"I'm called Zhujie." This thin middle-aged man kept walking.

"Senior, where are we going?" Taipan asked. If there was one person in this Wanling Mountain that could make Taipan feel a little trust and a little relieved, then the only one is this thin middle-aged man named Zhujie.

On the Yunxing Boat, the thin middle-aged man protected Taipan away from the Yunxing Boat, and then drove the Yunxing Boat and rushed into the battlefield, which really shocked Taipan. If he was in a different place, Taipan believed that he would never be able to do such a behavior.

——At that time, Zhujie was an old monster who was refining the gods and was still empty, it was definitely not difficult for him to escape alone, but he chose to fight for a way out for little monsters like Taipan, and would rather give up on himself.

For those who can do what they cannot do, no matter who they are, there will always be a little respect in their hearts.
Chapter completed!