"Keep your anger. They took us for the sake of the fairy of the flowers. In fact, what they don't know is that they are the ones who are being used." Zhu Mingtong replied.

When Luo Jun heard this, he immediately became happy: "Sure enough, this is the style of your leader."

Zhu Mingtong naturally would not be concerned about being a Daluo Golden Immortal. In the three realms, those with high realms look down on those with low realms. The world of weak and strong prey has always been like this, and Zhu Mingtong would not care about it at all.

What's more, Demon King Ridge is in trouble, and with their escort, it saves a lot of trouble.

After resting for one night, before dawn, the group walked west from Zhongnan Mountain.

On the periphery of the Qinling Mountains, they all fly.

"There is the Eight Hundred Ridge Mountain ahead. You can't continue flying. You can only hike to the Demon King Ridge." said Wuxiang Zhenjun.

Everyone has no objection. Flying in such a place is a quest for death, unless you have strong strength.

In the territory of demons, flying is actually a provocative act, with unimaginable consequences.

"Babailing Mountain, also known as the Eighty Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, is the sphere of influence with the largest number of small demons in the Chinese territory." said Wuxiang Zhenjun.

"Eighty thousand demon mountain?" asked.

"Don't you believe it, little girl?" Si Ming Mapo smiled, as if talking about her concubine's ignorance.

"There is a kind of monster who is born to be a foodie. They eat a lot and eat people for three meals. No one eats meat without taste. They are normal and cruel demons. What's more, there are tens of thousands of little monsters in the depths of the Qinling Mountains. In order to gain the appreciation of their king, they do all kinds of evil and are cruel and unscrupulous.

Five hundred years ago, the thunder in the cultivation world was furious and finally launched an encirclement and suppression of Qinling. Ten thousand heavenly soldiers and generals cleared out the Demon King Ridge. This should have been a one-sided situation, but the demons and ghosts and undead of Demon King Ridge joined forces to form a larger army of more terrifying than the 100,000 heavenly soldiers. The battle lasted for a year, and the Tianting ended in a crushing defeat." Siming Mapo said.

"How could a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers lose to these little demons? No matter how powerful the devil is, can he still compete with the heavenly descending from the heavenly court?" asked the concubine.

"The terrain of Demon King Ridge is complicated and the forest is weird. The army of Heaven lost because it was not familiar with the terrain and was attacked one by one by the little demons. Such examples continue to occur, resulting in the panic of 100,000 heavenly soldiers.

What’s even more terrifying is that there are three huge demon kings in Demon King Ridge that can compete with the great gods of the God of War level. It’s not easy for Heaven to completely wipe out Demon King Ridge.” Luo Jun said.

"Do you know this too?" Zhu Mingtong asked.

"Well, I have heard of it. It is said that the battle between immortals and demons was very fierce at that time. The entire Qinling Mountains were full of soldiers. The vast sea of ​​trees became a place where monsters were hidden. Moreover, these plants and animals could become powerful weapons for attack. The heavenly soldiers suffered a lot in this mountain range.

However, it is said that the Qinling demons also suffered a lot in that battle, and the ending was a complete loss-making ending. I don’t know if Demon King Ridge has recovered its vitality over the years.” Luo Jun said.

While the few people were talking, they also began to enter the Eight Hundred Demon Mountain.

When we arrived here, everyone hid their breath.

Although no little demon saw it, they could not take it lightly.

"Although I don't know why you received the mission from Demon King Ridge, I can tell you very clearly that even if we want to enter Demon King Ridge, it will be a lifetime of death. So you'd better be honest along the way." said Wuxiang Zhenjun.

The True Lord Wuxiang is obviously the leader of the four.

Si Ming Mapo would occasionally say a few sarcastic words, but Qingyunzi and Chihuo Zhenren rarely said anything, and he was also arrogant along the way.

Because it was early morning, you could still see the fog on the distant peaks in the mountains, and the fog was like a strange creature covering the mountains.

The ground and the grass are wet, and the forest is filled with a damp atmosphere.

Although it was a demon mountain range, there was no gloomy and strange aura, which seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with what Siming Mapo said.

"Master, I wonder if you have noticed it, there are many bones under these leaf mosses." Ruo Youlan suddenly said.

Zhu Mingtong had already noticed that although the ground in the woods was covered with thick layers of dead leaves, it was obvious that he did not look like he was walking on soft soil, but often stepped on hard objects.

Even if he didn't dig it open and see it, Zhu Mingtong knew that his feet were covered with bones.

Otherwise, the Qinling Mountains would not have become the most war-prone mountain in history, with millions of undead and corpses forming mountains. It is no exaggeration to say that one corpse is one 10 steps, and one corpse is one 3 steps.

Moreover, this is still on the periphery of the Qinling Mountains, and the scenes deep in the Demon King Ridge are probably unimaginable.

Since he had not arrived at Demon King Ridge, Zhu Mingtong's mission has not been triggered either.

However, Zhu Mingtong was very curious whether the three mysterious immortals had entered the depths of the mountains and forests.

Hidden spells and auras walk in the mountains and forests faster than mortals, but they are still too slow. What's more, the Eight Hundred Demon Mountain has a range of 800 miles, which means that the radius of 800 miles with the Demon King Ridge as the center, is likely to be full of fairies.

They can be trees, flowers and plants in the mountains, or even small animals in the forest, which cannot be recognized by mortals with naked eyes.

So they have to be extremely careful when making every step forward.

At night, the howlings of wolves in the forest came one after another, and strange sounds came from time to time around.

But they are not ordinary people, and they are rushing all night long.

Their night vision is like daytime, and there is no difference between daytime and nighttime.

On the next day, they went deeper into the woodland and finally encountered a huge granular spider that captured a sika deer with a spider web.

The True Lord Wuxiang killed the huge spider without hesitation.

The picture is creepy. The spider is as huge as a house. The spider web can actually capture sika deer. You can imagine how terrible the spider is.

In order to alarm the little demons in the forest, none of the four golden immortals did not have magic weapons that were too amazing in actual combat.

I thought they could enter Demon King Ridge quietly, but at noon the next day, they encountered a group of birds attacking them, as if the birds in the whole forest were attacking them, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

These birds attacked their spell shields like moths to the fire, and under the magic of the four golden immortals, these weak lives fell to the ground in pieces like rain of bird corpses.

"A little demon discovered us and summoned these weak creatures to attack us. They were warning us." Qing Yunzi's eyes narrowed, as if he could penetrate the vast sea of ​​trees to lock the provocative little demon.

"Then will we continue to move forward?" Luo Jun asked.

Although these little creatures could not pose a threat to them, I felt a little uncomfortable when I saw the countless little lives dying in front of them. Those little creatures were not monsters, but ordinary creatures in the forest.

But under the pressure of the little demon, they had to attack them.
Chapter completed!