Lu He frowned, having said that, the behavior of those Demon Dao Sects was really no different from that of beasts.

The demon clan still knows how to protect their own companions, but those demon monks in turn help the demon clan deal with the human race.

Chang Mozhi paused and continued: "It's not a secret, but there are some powerful Demon Sects, even the human race and the demon clan are afraid of them, but those powerful Demon Sects are surviving very well in this Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Vein. ”

"Then, do you know where the Gu Poison Sect is?"

Lu He saw that Chang Mozhi had been talking for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little scheming.

Chang Mozhi smiled and said, "Lord Mountain God, you also know the rules of this human race and the demon race, and if the Gu Poison Sect can let you find it, it must be a monk in the mortal realm, right?"

Lu He nodded, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Chang Mozhi continued: "And if they want to survive in this Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Vein, the monks of the Mortal Realm can only rely on the powerful demon clan, although I don't know the specific location of this Gu Poison Sect, but I think they should be working under the hands of a certain demon king." ”

Lu He's heart moved, but he subconsciously thought of a monster.

The dragon of Huaqing Mountain!

But after thinking about it, it was not right, Jun Hei Prison once said that the dragon in Huaqing Mountain was extremely disgusted with the human race, and it was impossible to accept the monks of the human race as his subordinates.

So, who will it be?

The entire Henglan Mountain Range is divided into more than a dozen mountains, and there are demon kings in each mountain.

And the one who rules this entire Henglan Mountain Range is the Great Demon who has transcended the Mortal Realm.

Seeing that Lu He was silent, Chang Mozhi opened his mouth and said, "Lord Mountain God, you don't have to think too much, I do know that there is a place where there are many demon monks. ”

"Where!"

Lu He's eyes lit up and he asked.

Chang Mozhi pointed to the north and said: "Cangshan to the north, past the centipede peak and the Purple Mountain Daqing Mountain, and then to the north to a place called Woniu Mountain, Woniu Mountain covers an area of thousands of miles, and the size of Daqing Mountain is about the same, the demon king who rules Woniu Mountain is a monster with the blood of the ancient demon red blood barbarian bull, that demon king is a mid-level cultivator in the mortal realm, under his command thousands of red-blooded barbarian cattle, with a strange temper, but he ignores the disputes in the world, so many demon sects set the mountain gate there, and this red-blooded barbarian bull is at peace. ”

"Why?"

Lu He couldn't help but be surprised, the strength of the monsters with the bloodline of the ancient demons was very strong, for example, Mo Qing was the descendant of the ancient demon Moyu Golden-eyed Beast, and with the power of one demon, he could resist two mid-level monsters in the Mortal Realm.

And this red-blooded brute bull turned a blind eye to those demon monks, isn't it because the strength of the demon monks is too strong?

Chang Mozhi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "My lord, you must know that not all demon clans are exactly the same, each clan, even different demons in the same clan, also have different personalities, the character of the red-blooded bull is to look down on all things, he doesn't care about anything, their clan is inherently territorial, not aggressive, the reason why he rules the Woniu Mountain is only because of the appointment of the big demon above, if not, he will not move to the Woniu Mountain." ”

"I see. ”

There was some consternation in Lu He's eyes, but he forgot that the demon race was also different from the human race.

Chang Mozhi thought for a while and said, "But my lord, if you go to Woniu Mountain, you have to be careful, I heard that there are dozens of large and small demon sects in Woniu Mountain, and there are nearly 10,000 disciples in the largest demon sect, and there are seven or eight demon sects with monks in the mortal realm, and these demon sects are unusually united, which is very difficult to provoke." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be careful. ”

Lu He smiled, picked up the teacup, drank the hot tea in the cup, and then said, "Thank you for the tea." ”

After that, Lu He was leaving.

At this moment, a powerful aura came from the south.

Chang Mo was stunned and stood up from the chair, but saw that Lu He had already flown into the air, and he had not yet broken through to the mortal realm, so he could only jump up and stand on the top of the bamboo, stepping on the bamboo leaves.

Lu He's eyes were solemn, and those powerful breaths came from Qilin Mountain.

Moreover, every breath was full of fighting intent.

Could it be that there is a war in Qilin Mountain?

Lu He did not hesitate at all, and immediately flew in the direction of Qilin Mountain, if Mo Qing and the Hundred Losses Dao people started a war, Lu He wanted to persuade him, after all, he knew both sides, and it was impossible to hide in the distance and sit idly by.

"Be careful, sir!"

Chang Mozhi was at the top of the bamboo sea, watching Lu He leave, the battle of the mortal realm, although he was a pure-blood monster, but if he went, he would still be injured or even die.

He couldn't forget the scene when Xu Yin came to look for Lu He and was defeated by Lu He in a few moves, it was that scene that made him understand the horror of Lu He.

Pure-blooded monsters are nothing in front of Lu He.

......

"Mo Qing, your mid-grade spiritual weapon has been broken, today I will give you a way to live, leave Qilin Mountain!"

Outside the mountain temple, the Hundred Losses Daoist stood above the clouds, his eyes full of coldness.

Mo Qing would take advantage of the fact that the Hundred Losses Daoist went out alone to chase and kill the Hundred Losses Daoist, and the Hundred Losses Daoist would naturally take advantage of Mo Qing's mid-grade spiritual weapon being cut off by Lu He and send troops to attack.

Opportunities, not often.

As long as he can seize this opportunity to drive Mo Qing out of Qilin Mountain, or kill Mo Qing, then this Qilin Mountain will be his.

Next to the Hundred Damage Daoist, there stood a fat man in a brocade robe.

The fat man had a fleshy face and a look in his eyes that didn't care about anything.

He is a descendant of the ancient holy beast Xuanwu, although he only has a faint trace of Xuanwu bloodline, but it also makes his strength surpass many demon clans.

If it weren't for Mo Qing's adventures, with his ancient demon bloodline, he would not be the opponent of this Xuanwu descendant and the Hundred Damage Dao people.

In front of the Mountain Temple, three hundred Body Refining Realm monsters wearing golden armor were stubbornly guarding in front of the Mountain Temple under the leadership of three Mortal Transformation Realm beginner level monsters.

Around the mountain temple, 30,000 demon soldiers surrounded the mountain temple.

Although the role that ordinary Spirit Realm Youkai can play in a battle of this level is limited, it is definitely a force to be reckoned with.

Among the Terrans, the soldiers formed battle formations, and ordinary soldiers could also compete with the monks.

The same is true of the demon clan, the formation formed by 30,000 demon soldiers, and the monsters in the mortal realm dare not underestimate it.

In the mountain temple, Mo Qing repaired his medium-grade spirit weapon long knife as quickly as possible.

Although there was a constant sound of shouting outside, Mo Qing didn't pay attention to it, and just fused the precious materials into the long knife of the spirit weapon without distraction.

Mo Qing knew very well that if he couldn't repair the spiritual weapon, even if he went out, he would not be the opponent of the Hundred Damage Dao and the Xuanwu descendants.

Only by repairing the spirit weapon can Mo Qing regain his former strength.

Weapons, whether they are for people or demons, are of great help.