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The wilderness realm is a scene of slaughter. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info countless demon clans gathered here, and the fangs of the forest were exposed.

In the center of the wilderness realm, a stone hall is simple and magnificent, looking from a distance, but the aura is agitated like a tide, and the real wind and clouds change color.

In this place, all the demon emperors of the demon clan are concentrated!

There is no need to exert any magical powers, but the aura affected by his own power has formed such a terrifying scene.

Feng Mingxuan and the others just sat in the barbarian hall, their faces gloomy.

The dragons still haven't heard from them, so that's fine. But Xishanlang walked away, and there was no information at all......

How did the negotiations go?

In the Savage Hall, there was no longer the solemn majesty of the past at this moment, and countless whispers were intertwined.

Feng Mingxuan was also whispering something to several patriarchs at the moment, and suddenly, she felt that something was wrong, she turned around suddenly, and closed her mouth in an instant.

On the high platform, a figure suddenly appeared, tall and thin, but full of supreme majesty.

At this moment, Xishan Lang released his momentum to the fullest.

What kind of cultivation is Xishanlang's cultivation?

In the spirit realm, he was an ethereal spirit!

Or rather, he's an immortal!

At this moment, sitting on the high platform, Xishanlang did not speak, just quietly looked at everyone. Those demon emperors were whispering, but suddenly they felt wrong, and when they turned their heads, they saw an imposing figure sitting there, like a god.

The entire Savage Hall fell silent in an instant.

But Xishanlang still did not relent, and the momentum of his whole body spread out like substance.

In the wild hall, there were originally jewels inlaid and hanging, which was bright but soft, illuminating the entire hall. But at this moment, the hall was dark.

Without any supernatural powers, Xishan Lang just looked at these demon emperors with anger. These momentums are no longer invisible or tangible, but turned into substance.

Heaven and earth are dark!

and well-behaved, such as Bi Qing, who was the first to find Xishanlang suddenly appeared, and he was even more shocked in his heart. He clearly saw that Xishan Lang appeared on the high platform, looking at these demon emperors who were whispering, his face was gloomy.

A darkness opened, like a large curtain, stretching out from behind Xishanlang and gradually spreading......

The whole hall began to fall into darkness.

So terrible!

But this is their Lord and their King!

"I've seen the Lord!" all the demon emperors trembled and bowed to the ground, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

"It's just unseemly!" Xishanlang's face was still cold.

The demon emperors were just lying on the ground, not daring to say a word.

The black, getting thicker and thicker, like ink, is about to drip out.

Feng Mingxuan couldn't help but secretly guess in her heart, why is Xishan Lang so angry? Could it be that he ...... He went to the Sword Pavilion, but he also suffered a loss......?

A wave of despair can't help but spread.

"Alright, let's all get up. After a long time, Xishanlang's voice softened, the darkness gradually receded, and the light gradually returned to the hall.

"The chiefs of the tribes stayed, and the rest went out to wait. Frowning slightly, Xishan Lang looked at the hall that was silent but still a little chaotic, and spoke.

Without any hesitation, a large group of demon emperors immediately retreated respectfully, and suddenly the Barbarian Hall seemed much empty.

"Sit. The expression on Xishan Lang's face slowed slightly, and with a light touch of his hand, several futons suddenly appeared in the void, reaching the feet of Feng Mingxuan and the others.

Feng Mingxuan's instinctive heart was cold-why Xishanlang was so polite all of a sudden?

"Some time ago, I went to the Sword Pavilion and had some discussions with the Sword Pavilion Sect Master, and now I finally have a result. Xishan Lang's face was heavy, and he looked at the patriarch with a solemn voice.

These patriarchs were all slightly stunned for a moment, and then they were worried!

There was a result?

So...... Is there going to be a war?

No demon knows.

"It has been resolved. Xishan Lang's face was cold, as if it was made of pig iron, and he looked at the patriarchs and said slowly: "Half of the demon clan belongs to the Sword Pavilion." or for its mountain protection spirit animal, or for its disciples to carry the spirit pet. ”

What the!

Feng Mingxuan only felt that her head exploded with a bang, and her eyes were blurred for a while.

This...... What is this?

Surrender, surrender, and steal your life?

Feng Mingxuan only felt that her whole person was blinded, and she didn't even know that she jumped up instantly and yelled at Xishan Lang.

The demon clan, why is it called the demon clan?

Why did the Demon Clan appear? instead of the Phoenix Clan, the Xuan Turtle Clan, and the Howling Moon Wolf Clan?

Because a single clan can't compete with the monks at all! For the monks, whether it is the Dao Sect, the Evil Dao, or the Demon Sect, they are actually very interested in the demon cultivators of the demon clan. It is not enough to capture it and cast a blood contract to become a portable spirit pet, and even directly kill the demon cultivator, and take the bones to combine the pill and refine the weapon......

In order to fight, these tribes slowly united and became the current demon clan.

"Patriarch Feng, you're too presumptuous, don't sit down yet!" Xishan Lang didn't speak, just looked at it coldly. However, as an elder of the Barbarian Palace, how could Bi Qing tolerate someone shouting at Xishan Lang like this?

As soon as Bi Qing's cold rebuke sounded in his ears, Feng Mingxuan came to his senses a little, and he was suddenly startled. She found that she was waving her hands at the moment, and she didn't know when she had jumped onto the high platform, shouting something in front of Xishanlang's face.

Holding his waving hands high, he immediately stiffened in the air, and a trace of fear and shame appeared on Feng Mingxuan's beautiful face.

Slowly lowering his hands, Feng Mingxuan's soft body slowly bowed to the ground, and his voice was like a cry: "Lord, how can it be so strong? The strength of the Sword Pavilion is so strong that it can't be at that level? Even so, there are monks in the Sword Pavilion who are not afraid of death, is it possible that my demon clan is all soft bones?"

"Presumptuous!" Although Bi Qing didn't understand or even dissatisfied with Xishanlang's decision, he still reprimanded loudly when he saw Feng Mingxuan talking like this.

It's just that anyone can hear that Bi Qing's voice is not annoyed and resentful, but is full of strong perfunctory meaning.

"All right, get up. Xishanlang slowly raised a hand, and a finger popped out gently. Suddenly, Feng Mingxuan's body flew off the high platform in an instant, and sat upright on the futon on the ground. And the rest of the patriarchs, who were so shocked that they didn't know what they were doing, immediately sat down like students.

A large but gentle force instantly transformed the Savage Hall into a classroom, and everyone sat down honestly.

Feng Mingxuan only felt that a force was extremely soft, but it was overwhelming, and the whole person could no longer move in an instant, and was sent back to the high platform, doing a good job in a dignified manner. Shocked, she mobilized the power in her body—but that pretty face immediately turned pale! The power in her body, where could she still move? Even the power of the bloodline was imprisoned.

This...... This is the power of the Demon Saint?

After all, Feng Mingxuan was a generation of demon emperors, and he was still the patriarch of the Feng clan, and the panic of his power being imprisoned disappeared after a moment, and he began to think about deep-seated problems.

With the strength that Xishan Lang showed just now, Feng Mingxuan really didn't believe that the Sword Pavilion would be Xishan Lang's opponent - through personal experience, Feng Mingxuan knew that even if he was holding Yan Yu, he was definitely not Xishan Lang's opponent.

Could it be that Xishanlang's judgment of Xu Yiyang's sword was wrong?

No way! What kind of character is Nishiyama Lang? That is absolutely not wrong.

Could it be ...... Is there really news from the Immortal Realm or the Spiritual Realm in the Sword Pavilion?

All this ...... It's so confusing!

"Have you calmed down?" Xishanlang's voice was faint, but it hit everyone's hearts like a hammer.

Feng Mingxuan took a deep breath and bowed to the ground again: "Lord, I am out of shape, please punish you!"

"Well, I won't talk about that. Xishan Lang sighed slightly, "Since I have made such a decision, I naturally have to say something to you." ”

Feng Mingxuan and the others all bowed their heads silently.

"The place where the Sword Pavilion is located was built by an ancient monk. Xishan Lang was extremely serious, "A dilapidated Sword Pavilion, with only more than 200 people, how can I kill them in my eyes? It's just that...... I can't do that. ”

Feng Mingxuan and others were excited, the Lord is the Lord!

"This is related, in a big way, it is the entire cultivation world, and in a small way, it has a life-threatening relationship with my demon clan. Xi Shanlang's voice was extremely solemn and serious.

Feng Mingxuan and the others silently looked up at Xishanlang.

After Xishanlang revealed some news to them last time, they knew that Xishanlang had not revealed more information! Now, since the demon clan was asked to make such a big sacrifice, it was naturally not Xishanlang's name of "co-leader of the demon clan."

There are some things that must be made clear.

"You know, I'm coming back from the spirit world. Xishan Lang was silent for a moment when he said this, and then continued, "What you don't know is that my cultivation has entered the level of the spirit world. So, the cultivation realm is ...... for me It's like you're dealing with mortals. ”

Feng Mingxuan and the others did not have the slightest hint of joy, but became even more nervous.

What kind of existence does a monk have in the face of mortals?

In the mouths of mortals, these monks are immortals!

But even so, Xishanlang still chooses to succumb to these "mortals", why is this?

"Remember, in the period of the ancient monks, there were no demon clans like us. Xishan Lang's voice became cold, full of infinite murderous intent, "In the spirit realm founded by the ancient monks, how can there be a demon clan like us?"

"Ancient monks, regard us as spiritual pets!, slaves!" Xishanlang's words were simply squeezed out of his teeth, "Even if we reach the spiritual realm, we are still slaves, and we will be killed and taken away...... Could it be that you would rather be able to attain success and ascend to the spiritual realm in the future, but you will be wantonly humiliated and enslaved?"

The faces of Feng Mingxuan and the others instantly turned extremely pale. ，

What Nishiyama Lang told them was a world of despair!

Demon cultivators, too, want to ascend......

But once you ascend, you become a slave to others! What a cruel thing is this?