Among the 100,000 mountains, there has been an immortal race since ancient times...... Elves.

The Spirit Race is located on the border of the Ice Wasteland, where the vicious miasma is shrouded all day long, but for the Spirit Race, these miasma are the main reason for maintaining their physical immoval, and only when they grow to the Yellow Eye Spirit General, then they can achieve the true immortality of the physical body.

Six hundred years ago, since the fall of the Spirit Venerable in the Gang Lu Mountain, the entire Spirit Clan, like the Heavenly Demon Sect, lost its control, and from then on, disputes within the clan also arose.

However, in the past 600 years, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Souls has gradually stabilized his regime, reorganized the spirit clan, reorganized the spirit army, and has the potential to lead the spirit clan.

Although Lingzun left a young master, he is still young, and his strength and prestige are not convincing, and he has become a puppet in the Spirit Clan.

However, although Lingzun is dead, his prestige still exists in the entire Lingzun, and although the Ten Thousand Spirits Emperor is now in control, no one dares to propose him to become the new Lingzun.

However, after six hundred years, the former Lingzun has gradually forgotten from people's minds, and now the young master has also defected from the Spirit Clan, so the succession of the Ten Thousand Souls Emperor is natural and imperative.

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The deepest part of the Spirit Tribe is also where the Spirit Venerable Treasure Hall is located.

The tall and ancient palace is gray-white, exuding an evil aura, and the walls of the palace are already a little dilapidated under the weathering of endless years, but it is still the existence of the king symbolized by the entire spirit race.

At this moment, the night is deep, the hall seems to be extremely empty, there are more than a dozen stone tables and chairs on both sides, and the murals of the palace are also engraved with the images of the previous Lingzun, but with the passage of time, it has become a little blurred.

At the top of the main hall, a throne was placed, which was all jet black, flashing with a strange luster like crystals, revealing the momentum of an overlord.

Obviously, the one who can sit on this throne is naturally the Lingzun of the year.

However, at this moment, a figure appeared in the hall like a ghost, scarlet eyes looked greedily at the throne, walked up slowly, flicked his cloak, and sat down, with a chattering sneer coming out of his mouth, echoing in the empty hall, looking extraordinarily gloomy.

At this time, another figure appeared outside the door, and under the light of the cold moonlight, his face could be seen vaguely, and it was Jiang Ba.

"My lord, in a few days, you will be able to succeed to the throne, this throne will always be yours, why be so anxious?" Jiang Ba's tone was extremely cautious and respectful, and he said in a deep voice.

The man sneered: "Since you said that you have always been the emperor, why not sit now, he has been sitting in this position for too long, and now is also the time to abdicate and make way for Xian, hahahaha!"

Jiang Ba said: "My lord, there are three days left before you succeed to the throne." ”

The man took a deep breath, his scarlet eyes flashed with a look of excitement, and said, "Three days...... Six hundred years later, the time has finally come. Jiang Ba, for the past 600 years, you have been the most loyal person around me, and I don't want any chaos at that time, do you understand?"

Jiang Ba suddenly knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "Please rest assured, everything is under our control, and there will be absolutely no chaos." ”

"How's the young master?"

"The young master has been imprisoned in the dungeon for more than half a year, and his subordinates guarantee his life, he will definitely not affect the succession of adults!"

The man snorted heavily and said, "A son of a human spirit with impure blood, do you think I will take it to heart, besides, Lingzun has been dead for six hundred years, and his prestige will never be passed on to his son, I am more interested in the person who can break the seal of the Lushan Mountain." ”

Jiang Ba said: "We have already investigated clearly, this person's name is Sun Wukong, and he is the 'Monkey King Thief Saint' who shocked the three continents, and has a pair of 'Heaven Stealing God Hands', because he killed the cave master of the Canglan Cave Heaven and more than a hundred lives, and therefore carried the endless pursuit of famous and decent people!"

"Sun Wukong...... I don't care what he has done, when the emperor becomes the master of the spirit clan, then let him break the seal of the Ganglu Mountain, in the cemetery of the heroes of the Ganglu Mountain, there are many spiritual treasures left by the heroes, if you can get them all, then it will not be far from the moment when our spirit clan leaves the 100,000 mountains and sweeps the three continents. ”

Jiang Ba nodded and said, "My subordinates know, if I can't persuade him to surrender, I will take some necessary tough measures." ”

The man seemed to be very satisfied and nodded, and said, "You have done a good job, you have worked hard for the past six hundred years, and when I succeed to the throne, you will also have the right under one person and above ten thousand." ”

A look of excitement flashed in Jiang Ba's eyes: "Thank you Lord Wanling Emperor for promoting!"

The man's scarlet eyes stared at the thick moonlight outside the main hall, and suddenly let out a cruel smile: "It's coming, the time of my Ten Thousand Spirits Emperor's world is coming, hahahaha!"

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The Spirit Dungeon is located in the darkest corner of the Spirit Tribe, and only defectors, outsiders, and captured monsters are imprisoned in this place.

In the deepest part of the dungeon, there is not a trace of light, and the people of the Spirit Race are born with night vision, so they can see things clearly in the darkness of ink.

However, in this dark place, Sun Wukong has been imprisoned here for more than half a year.

However, there is still a person imprisoned in this dungeon, and because of the existence of this person, Sun Wukong will not be bored to death in more than half a year.

Although that man didn't speak often, Sun Wukong learned a lot of things from his words, including that he was the son of Lingzun who fell in the Gang Lu Mountain six hundred years ago.

At the beginning, he also used violent means to prevent Zhou Jiuhui from entering the mountain with him, so Sun Wukong still remained grateful to him in his heart.

At the beginning, Jiang Ba imprisoned Sun Wukong here, and naturally knew his means of "stealing heavenly hands", so every few days, he forced him to swallow the "Soul Breaking Spirit", almost sealing his true yuan, and the pair of "stealing heavenly hands" were naturally abolished.

Right now, Sun Wukong is lying on the ground like a soft-footed shrimp, humming a little song boringly, it seems that for him, being at peace with what happens is the best way, even in this dark death row, he will find fun.

"Don't sing!" Suddenly, the son of the Spirit Venerable, who was sitting on the edge of death row, said in a deep voice.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "It's strange, it's strange, it's really strange, it's been so long, and it's the first time you've taken the initiative to talk to me!"

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