There are also prehistoric demon clans inside Wan Yao Mountain.

With a little force, the three prehistoric demons were pressed to the ground.

Then Lu Ming turned into a ray of light and rushed forward, while his spiritual consciousness dispersed and began to look for the Phoenix Spirit.

Roar roar roar!

Along the way, I kept hearing roars.

They are all prehistoric demons, with both strong and weak cultivation. The weak are under the divine realm, and the strong are the divine masters.

However, these demon races could not stop Lu Ming, and none of them could keep up with Lu Ming's speed.

Lu Ming was too lazy to get involved with these demon races, and he was looking for the Phoenix Spirit while flying.

There are many magical medicines in this land, and Lu Ming is too lazy to pay attention to it.

Now, Lu Ming is not interested in it if he is not a source-level magical medicine.

In less than an hour, Lu Ming flew out a long distance.

Unfortunately, no trace of Lu Ming was found.

"This Ten Thousand Demon Mountain is extremely large. If I look for it like this, it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack. It is better to ask these demons to help me find it..."
Chapter completed!