In the Demon Palace of the Demon Cave.

Demon Caesar, Demon Link and Demon Owl were all present, with serious expressions on their faces, and there were seven or eight demons of various shapes around them.

The lowest strength present was also the Nine-layered Demon, and there were three or four who were as powerful as Demon Caesar.

This force is enough to sweep across any continent in today's upper realm.

But now everyone's eyes are looking at the rickety old man sitting in the first place, the current demon king of the demon clan - Mo Zhongxiao!

Mo Zhongxiao coughed twice and said, "Didn't you see that girl Xun'er?"

Demon Caesar said respectfully: "My little sister, she had a long journey and was attacked by spirit ghosts twice. She was seriously injured! So I let her rest at home!"

These words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the other demons present. After all, for such an important conference, if they were not lying in bed and unconscious, logically they should be there!

What's more, when Demon Caesar came back last night, he made such a big noise, for fear that others wouldn't know about it.

Naturally, he saw Mo Xun'er who came back with him. Although his complexion was not good, he was by no means bedridden.

Seeing that something was wrong, Mo Link explained: "Although my little sister was not present, she told me what was wrong that she noticed along the way."

Afterwards, Magic Link described the situation in a way that was 30% true and 70% false, and finally settled the matter.

Most of the people present knew that Demon Link had exaggerated the truth, but they could only feel dissatisfied. After all, if these two brothers really wanted to kill any of the demons present, they would really have no opponent.

Mo Zhongxiao coughed again and said: "The purpose of holding this meeting today is also very simple! Do those human races that appear out of thin air mean that the seal of this space has been loosened somewhere?

And where is this most likely to come loose?"

Then the demons present started a heated discussion with each other.

...

At the same time, a meeting was also taking place in the corpse coffin, the headquarters of the corpse tribe.

The Corpse Ancestor was sitting at the head of the table, listening to the generals of the Corpse Clan in the audience, talking about the strange things discovered in the gray forest.

After all, a deputy commander and a convoy composed of more than fifty tribesmen died in front of the corpse tribe's own home, which was enough to attract their attention.

The Corpse Ancestor who suddenly sat in the front seat had his expression condensed and said to the air in front of him: "Now that we're here! We've been hiding him!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence, and they looked around cautiously.

"Jie Jie! The corpse ancestor's skills are still as strong as before!" A blue figure slowly appeared on the conference table, and it was the spirit clan ghost.

"You Spirit Clan don't take our Corpse Clan seriously! How dare you come here!"

Immediately, two hot-tempered generals from the Corpse Clan were ready to go out and annihilate this arrogant Spirit Clan ghost.

"Wait!" The Corpse Ancestor at the top of the list stopped his men.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

The Corpse Ancestor didn't think there was such a stupid guy in the Spirit Clan who would blatantly commit suicide.

Seeing this scene, the ghost of the spirit tribe hurriedly gave a gift and said: "My name is Ling Baichuan, and I came here specifically to give you a gift this time!"

"Give me a gift? Just give it to Weasel for New Year greetings, and you don't have any good intentions!"

"Zombie Ancestor! Be careful! Don't be deceived by this treacherous villain from the Spirit Tribe!"

...

The generals of the Corpse Clan were scolding each other, and the relationship between the two sides must have been long-standing grievances. If they met anywhere else, both sides would not even bother to say a word and just start a war.

"Don't worry!" Corpse Ancestor comforted his general, looked at Ling Baichuan, and motioned for him to continue!

Ling Baichuan didn't talk nonsense. He waved his hand in the air in front of him, and a blurry scene appeared in front of everyone. It was the original conversation between Lu Yun and Ling Yunxiao.

The scene ended abruptly when the demon Caesar arrived.

Si Tuo, who was sitting in the middle seat, suddenly stood up and said: "That demon on the screen is wrong! I have seen the human race before, and he also came out of the secret trial realm, and not long after he came out, the game was overturned by the demon lord.

Stopped."

These words were undoubtedly a blow to those who still doubted the authenticity of the picture, and further confirmed the identity of the Lu Yun tribe.

"Do you, the Spirit Tribe, want to cooperate with us?" Corpse Ancestor looked at Ling Baichuan and said.

Bang bang bang!

Ling Baichuan applauded and said: "That's right! As the saying goes: the enemy of my enemy is my friend! Now only the demons are in control of the human race, and they may already be planning to control them out!

If we don’t intervene, I’m afraid only the Spirit Race and the Corpse Race will be left in this barren sealed space! What do you think?”

For a moment, Ling Baichuan's words caused an uproar. The corpse clan generals began to discuss intensely, and the corpse ancestor sitting at the top was also deep in thought...

At this time, in the Demon's Cave, Lu Yun was being forcefully dragged forward by Mo Xun'er.

"Oh! It hurts!" Lu Yunsheng wailed helplessly.

After all, based on strength alone, Mo Xun'er's thin arms and legs could bear more than ten of him.

"You have to follow me even if it hurts. It's because your body is too weak and your recovery is so slow!" Mo Xun'er said and tied Lu Yun up with his tail.

Probably because it was pulled too slowly.

Lu Yun: "..."

What I suffered was a spiritual attack. What does it have to do with physical strength?

Isn't this nonsense?

Although Lu Yun knew it, he couldn't say it!

After all, a fifth-level demon knows this stuff, so it’s unreasonable to think about it!

Now Lu Yun can only hope that this so-called magic ram cave will not be so terrifying, at least it will not crush him into a meat pie in an instant.

Soon Mo Xun'er brought Lu Yun to a cave.

"Hey! Girl! You are a rare guest!" The voice of an old god came from the stone house next to the cave.

"Grandpa Zhan! You're there and I'm doing it again!" Mo Xun'er said, taking out the token given to her by Mo Link last night.

"Well! That boy Magic Link will spoil you little girl sooner or later! Go in!"

The voice came from the stone house again.

"No! What about that? I don't have a token! Can I go in?"

Lu Yun said very inappropriately.

In order to let the so-called Grandpa Zhan keep him out.

"Shut up!" Mo Xun'er quickly covered Lu Yun's mouth with her tail.

"Grandpa Zhan! I won't go in, just let him in! It just so happens that I haven't chatted with Grandpa Zhan for a long time!"

Mo Xun'er said coquettishly.

Lu Yun: "???"

If you want me to die, you can just say it, there is no need to go to such trouble!

"No! Girl! Old man, I still want to be clean! Just take him in with you!" The old man's voice came from the stone house again.

Mo Xun'er: "???"

You must know that the demon who guards the Demon's Cave is famous for his uprightness.

Not to mention the face of his eldest and second brothers, even the face of Demon King Mo Zhongxiao is not easy to use here.
Chapter completed!