Speaking of the hanging door, Zhuang Xuan suddenly thought of what the village chief had told him about his ancestors. I have always had a bad impression of the hanging door in my heart.

"I don't know who the owner of the hanging door is now?" Zhuang Xuan continued to ask the white ape.

"Who else can there be but Qin Yu's old horseman!" replied the white ape. It's just that from the tone of the white ape, Zhuang Xuan heard his dislike.

"Is it still him? I don't know how the old ancestor is doing now?" Zhuang Xuan muttered in his heart.

Since the village chief told him about the ancestor's deeds, Zhuang Xuan had a trace of admiration for the ancestor he had never met. Now that he learned that his enemy Qin Yu was still the master of the Hanging Gate, he couldn't help but worry about the situation of the old ancestor in his heart.

Just as Zhuang Xuan was thinking, the bird army had already arrived in the sky above the Black Devil Ridge.

"Cry~"

A clear cry resounded through the sky, and the birds in the air slowly fell down after hearing this chirp.

At the same time, a bell-like voice came from the Black Demon Ridge.

"Welcome to Black Magic Ridge!"

At this moment, the monks who participated in the trial finally arrived!

"Let's go, let's hurry over and have a look!" Zhuang Xuan said, the person had already quickly run in the direction of the Black Demon Ridge, and Xiao Ya and the white ape hurriedly followed.

Perhaps thinking that Xiao Ya's speed was too slow, the white ape pulled her over, and in Xiao Ya's exclamation, put her on his back, and then caught up with Zhuang Xuan in a few ups and downs.

The two of them were laughing and chasing in the mountains, and they were so unhappy for a while!

The top of the Black Devil Ridge was a large flat square, and at this time, the white-haired god ape and a strong man from the Black Devil Ridge quietly watched the birds that fell to the ground. Looking at the monk on the back of a bird, to be exact.

When they saw Yun Suifeng and Ji Huichun and other outstanding disciples, the powerhouses of the Black Demon Ridge had a gleam in their eyes, and they all looked at the white-haired divine ape. It's just that at this time, the white-haired god ape's rugged face was full of smiles, and he looked like an elder seeing his outstanding junior. The strong man of the Black Demon Ridge was puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't guess the psychology of the mountain lord at this time, so he had to put away many thoughts in his heart.

At this time, most of the monks who came to the Black Magic Mountain had already arrived, and the square of Nuoda was densely packed with people. After landing, many monks still reminisced about the feeling of flying in the air on a bird, and happily talked with their companions. For a while, the scene was extremely lively.

Yun Suifeng glanced faintly at the noisy crowd around him, his face full of disdain.

"A group of dirt buns who have never seen the world!" A disciple of the Hanging Gate saw the disdain on Yun Suifeng's face and wanted to please him, sneered, and said to the person who was discussing.

"Who is saying that we are dirt buns? You are tired and crooked! You dare to insult my Liuyun Sect!" The monks who were discussing together were quite annoyed when they heard the sneer of the Hanging Gate disciple, and one of the monks turned to the Hanging Gate disciple and scolded him.

But the moment he saw the clouds in the wind, the monk's face turned white with a brush, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He secretly hated in his heart, so many fellow disciples and brothers around him, no one stood up to defend the honor of the sect, and he was a blind fart!

In fact, the Hanging Sect monk who insulted the disciple of the Liuyun Sect was not better than this disciple of the Liuyun Sect, but standing behind the people was Yun Suifeng, and Yun Suifeng represented the Hanging Gate, and this Liuyun Sect monk naturally couldn't afford to offend.

Although I am annoyed in my heart, I have to find a way to solve the embarrassment in front of me, otherwise what awaits me will be infinite darkness.

"Mistaken ...... Misunderstanding! It's a complete misunderstanding! I don't know that all my friends from the Hanging Gate are here, so I'm sorry for how much I have offended!" the monk said with a smile on his face.

"Misunderstanding? Since you said it was a misunderstanding, and you are also a human monk, I won't bother with you. The Hanging Sect disciple squinted at the Flowing Cloud Sect disciple, his expression was arrogant.

"Daoyou is really a generous person, Wu is here to thank Daoyou!" the monk was full of gratitude.

"But......" The Hanging Cloud Sect disciple's tone changed, with an evil smile on his face, and said to the Liuyun Sect disciple: "You have to hold your head in your hands, squat on the ground, and say three times that the disciples of the Liuyun Sect are waste!"

"You, this ......" The Liuyun Sect disciple was angry in his heart, and he was about to attack, but when he thought of the identity of the other party, his face was bitter, and he glanced back, and found that his fellow disciples and brothers were all standing aside with indifferent faces, and they didn't mean to stand up for him at all, and he suddenly felt a sadness in his heart.

Although the comprehensive strength of the Liuyun Sect is not very strong, it is also a five-grade sect, but the disciples in the sect have no sense of belonging to the sect, and most of the disciples will not stand up to defend the honor of the sect in the face of things that insult the reputation of the sect.

At this moment, this monk surnamed Wu felt sad for the Liuyun Sect in his heart.

"I didn't expect that this hall is hanging in the air, the leader of the human sect, and the disciples under the sect will act like this! It really makes my generation of monks feel cold!" Just as the monk surnamed Wu was in a dilemma, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

The crowd followed the prestige and saw a young man dressed in white with a flask hanging from his waist. At this moment, the young man smiled faintly, and the small black mole at the corner of his mouth made the young man look particularly kind.

Yun Suifeng frowned slightly the moment he saw Ji Huichun, but then he stretched out again and glanced at him lightly.

"You and I are both monks, we should both understand the truth that the weak eat the strong, the weak will not be respected by others!"

"Having said that, there is a degree to everything, if it is too much, there will be problems!" Ji Huichun had a faint smile on his face, but there was a mystery in what he said.

Yun glanced at the direction of the white-haired god ape and the others without showing a trace, groaned slightly, glanced at Ji Huichun with great meaning, waved his sleeves, only heard a "snap", and a loud slap fell on the face of the disciple of the Hanging Sect.

His move stunned everyone around him.

The beaten Hanging Sect disciple covered his swollen cheeks, and his eyes were wide open, full of incredulity. He never imagined that after he saddled up the horse, the senior brother who was the head of the horse would give himself a slap in the face in front of everyone. But he didn't dare to hold grudges, nor did he dare to be angry, he could only count all this on the disciples of the Liuyun Sect, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have made a fool of himself in front of so many people!

Thinking like this, his gaze at the disciple surnamed Wu became vicious.

Except for Ji Huichun, only the chief disciples of the two sects and four lands looked thoughtfully at the clouds in the field, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

As the chief disciple of the two sects and four lands, not only is his cultivation qualification superb, but he must also have a superhuman mind.

Ji Huichun's understatement faintly reminded everyone. In order to compete for more resources and open up a broader living space, the human race and the demon race have always fought openly and secretly, and there has been constant friction. And everyone is now in the Black Demon Mountain, the base camp of the demon race, and the human monks should unite to prevent the demon race from taking advantage of the loophole and dividing the relationship between the major sects of the human race.

This hint Yun Suifeng understood, so he made a choice. The chief disciples of the two sects and three lands understood, so they understood the meaning of this slap even more.

"It's not easy for this cloud to follow the wind!"

At this moment, Ji Huichun, Flower Fairy, Zheng Sanwai and Wei Xiangshu all sighed in their hearts.

In fact, for Yun Suifeng, it is more beneficial not to slap than to fight.

He is the chief disciple of the Hanging Gate, and his words and deeds represent the attitude and face of the Hanging Gate to a certain extent.

His slap would make the monks who didn't know what he was doing think that he had weakened the momentum of the hanging door. In fact, this eased the relationship between the Hanging Gate and the Liuyun Sect to a large extent, and dissipated the antipathy of some of the small sect monks present towards the Hanging Gate.

It seems to be weak, but in fact, it is beneficial.

Even the smiling white-haired divine ape had a glimmer of light in his eyes after seeing the situation here.

You must know that all the human cultivators who came to the Black Demon Mountain to participate in the trial this time are the most outstanding disciples of the human sect, and these disciples may be selected by the Hanging Sect in the future and accepted into the sect. If some of the past contradictions can be exacerbated in the trial, and the human monks can kill each other, then the source of reserve strength of the Hanging Gate will face a big dilemma.

This situation is something that the Black Devil Mountain is happy to see.

But now, seeing that the fuse was about to be ignited, it was calmed by Ji Huichun's words and a slap by Yun Suifeng.

If it were possible, the white-haired divine ape really wouldn't mind letting these human monks be wiped out. But now the Black Magic Mountain is at a disadvantage in the contest of the Hanging Gate, and it can't intensify the contradiction for the time being.

Moreover, the white-haired divine ape could feel that Qin Yu's old bastard had left a divine sense on Yun Suifeng's body, if there was any wind and grass here, then the powerhouse of the Divine Refining Period of the Hanging Gate would be able to arrive in an instant, and at that time, the situation would be extremely unfavorable for the Black Demon Mountain.

Thinking of this, the white-haired god ape sighed in his heart, and felt a little pity.

"Fantasy Sect Dou Qingyi is late, I hope the mountain lord will forgive me!"

Just when the atmosphere in the arena was a little strange, suddenly a faint voice sounded, echoing in the ears of everyone at the top of the Black Devil.

"Magic Fairy Dou Qingyi?"

"Oh my God! It's a magic fairy!"

"In this way, the two fairies have arrived, and I don't know which of the two of them is better!"

The moment he heard the voice, the monks in the room were stunned for a moment, but then they began to talk excitedly.