But immediately, these demon people looked down as if they had heard nothing.

The demon king is a unicorn **** beast. He is lying in a position not far from the words, and from time to time he looks up at the golden dragon in front of him.

Now that the demons are declining, the people of Xiuxian Realm are becoming more and more powerful. If a golden dragon appears, this is when the demons turn over and take charge.

But this golden dragon seems to have a special feeling for people.

He squinted at the human named Bai Zhi and lowered his eyelids.

Bai Zhi has already broken the valley, and it is not necessary to eat.

Seeing that the fruit and food in Little White Dragon's paws were all the devil liked, he gave a slight meal, but did not refuse, and took an open fruit from her palm.

"Master."

It was Xiang Linger's voice. Bai Zhi followed the voice and saw Xiang Linger and Ye Hanyu who were tied to the woodpile beside the half of the altar.

Realizing his gaze, Yange said, "They have to be punished for doing something wrong. Rest assured, your disciples will be fine."

Is she afraid that he is worried about Xiang Linger?

Bai Zhi nodded, but did not justify.

He looked at the high altar with countless mantras.

The altar of the demon tribe is extremely important to the people of the demon tribe. Even if he is in the Xiuxian realm, the altar of the demon tribe is slightly heard.

He did not expect that his apprentice would run to the demons to destroy the altar of the demons in order not to be his own keel.

He has been reflecting on the past, and it is his master who did not teach his apprentices.

But now, he suddenly wondered. Is it really his fault?

The dialogue between Yange and Bai Zhi was clear to the demon king.

What kind of capital does a ridiculous person cultivate in the monster race? Why get Jinlong's another look!

The demon king snorted at the bottom of his heart, but no emotion on his face: "The demon altar has existed for tens of thousands. The ancient ancestors used the ancient array method to cooperate with the thousands of years of red Xiaoshi. Cultivation is difficult. Whenever there are calamities, the thunderstorms from heaven are higher than normal people. This altar can help the people of the demons to stop half of the thunderstorms. "

The demons of the Tribe are no different from going to the Ghost Gate, there is no altar protection, and the probability of death is extremely high.

This is why, after Xiang Linger and Ye Hanyu destroyed the altar, the people of the demon race would rather be the enemy of the entire Xiuxian realm, and they would also seize them.

Destroyed the demon clan, which is almost the same as breaking the foundation of the demon clan.

Bai Zhi didn't speak. He went to the altar and studied the array of runes on the altar.

At the same time, Xiang Linger shouted: "Nonsense, thunder ca n’t be broken. How could I collapse in half with a single hit? It's because your demons are thick-skinned."

Before Bai Zhi continued to speak, she ordered a mute curse, causing Xiang Linger to shut up instantly.

Yange was lying there lazily, and Ren Baizhi wandered around the altar.

The demon king came to Yan Ge, respectfully asked in a low voice: "Senior, are you from Shenlong Valley?"

Without waiting for the words to respond, he said, "The seniors came from a long distance. I must be tired. I will take the seniors to rest!"

Yan Ge shook her tail and turned into a humanoid shape the next moment. A golden scale appeared in her hand. She passed the scale to the demon king who also became a handsome man at this moment.

"The keel has entered the burial place in the Valley of the Dragon Dragon. I can't take it with you, this scale is compensation."

A pair of purple eyes of the demon king stared at Yange, or it was the power of Yange's body that made him aware of his state of malaise, and then he bowed his head.