In the ancient demon world, outside the fourth level of the demon, a huge mountain range is like an evil dragon entrenched in the vast void.

The mountains have many steep and rugged peaks, winding everywhere and rising from the ground, as if giant pillars are towering into the clouds. The black mountains are full of water, and gray-black waterfalls can be seen everywhere. On the endless vast land at the bottom of the mountains, it gathers into a black deep sea and an endless ocean.

The huge waves roared, just like the raging roars of ancient ferocious beasts, resounding continuously in the sky of the ancient demon world. The tsunami that soared into the sky was hundreds of feet high, and then waves were stacked, and the heavy hits hit thousands of deep into the ocean. The rocks of the stable mountains that were thousands of feet below came out, making a roar that shook the heaven and the earth.

The roar was connected with the dark and low thunder and lightning in the clouds and mists in the sky, tyrannical and wild, as if it was about to destroy the world and tear the space. The fourth heaven with extremely stable space could be seen everywhere, with clear cracks of hundreds of feet long, and silver lights pouring out from it, mixed in the purple lightning, with even more grand and majestic momentum.

The ancient demon mountain, the foundation of the Yama territory, stands magnificent temples at the top of the Chiling Jedi Peak. If you look down from the sky, you will see nearly a hundred halls with solemn and majestic momentum. Each hall has a huge magical statue on the top, and there are nearly a hundred statues that are not the same. They are clearly all kinds of great demons that have appeared since ancient times.

In one of the Demon Halls, Zuo Qinghan, dressed in a beautiful black dress, sat solemnly in the clan's old hall. Three huge demon chairs were lined up in the hall, carved with hideous golems. On the Demon Chair, three old men with a strong aura were sitting upright. Below were two rows of fierce and fierce demon guards standing on both sides.

On the seats on the right row, Zuo Feijing led two generals to a comfortable look, drinking tea with disdain, and sometimes raised his eyebrows and looked at him with contempt, showing a smug look.

Lu Lin, accompanied by Wu Dong and Zuo Qinghan, knelt half-kneel in front of the hall. He lowered his head angrily and pulled his fingers into the flesh of his palm. The severe pain could not ease his resentment. His expression was still neither humble nor arrogant, and his two rows of teeth were creaking.

In the last row, near the hall gate, there was a row of demon cultivators with about ten people, including old and young, and middle-aged men. Like Zuo Feijing, these people looked at Lu Lin jokingly, with a full of mockery.

"I want to enter the clan's old palace? I don't even look at my identity?"

"A tribe with a foreign surname will never be able to enter the old tribe's palace."

"I have an ascensioner who caused trouble all over the world and wanted to enter the old clan's palace? It's already good not to be expelled from the Yama Hall."

"Haha, there will be no poor kids who will soon be there. Do you still want to enter the clan's old palace?"

“…”

The low whispers echoed ruthlessly in the ears of Zuo Qinghan and his son, making Lu Lin's fingernails pierce hard into half.

The clan elders' hall are not without rules, but there are many etiquettes as many as the stars in the sky. If the three clan elders of Pingyueli don't say anything, who dares to say a word, they will be punished immediately. But today, it is precisely because of Lu Lin, an unpopular foreign clan member, that the three clan elders ignored it.

Zuo Qinghan sat on the left seat with a sad face, looked at Lu Lin lovingly, and said to the three clan elders: "The three clan elders, Lin'er has at least half of the descendants of Yan Mo in his body, so can't he be able to ease it?"

Before the three clan elders could speak, Zuo Feijing smiled and said, "Sister, this is wrong. The clan rules of this clan are stipulated that they are not qualified to enter the palace to practice except for those of the clan. Have you forgotten?"

"Three sisters." Zuo Qinghan said, "Although Lin'er is not a member of his own clan, he is also my child. When can he become a noble person if he cannot enter the clan's old palace? Lin'er has worked hard to practice and has entered the realm of a superior god king. Have you always let him stop here?"

"What's the solution? Who made him have an ascensioner? Oh, I forgot, I'm afraid Lu Chen is dead in the trial of the Kaitian Stone Axe. He is such a poor child. But it's useless to be pitiful. Rules are rules." Zuo Feijing said sarcastically.

Lu Lin listened and stood up angrily. He had been suppressed for a long time. Since he was brought back to the Yama Palace, he had been rolling his eyes from his disciples in the clan all the time. Whether it was the family or the Zuo Feijing lineage of the Right Palace, or even the old clan palace, he had never looked at him directly. In his heart, the only father who made him proud was the father who was scared by the Lord of the Eight City in the Divine Realm. He was proud of his father. When he heard that the five major clans could not do anything to Lu Chen, Lu Lin regarded his father as an example and took pride in his father.

He can bear the insults of others because of his mother, or he can work hard, but he cannot bear the insults of others. His father is the real master and a real genius.

"Shut up, dad won't die. Dad ascended for hundreds of years to become the God King. He is a well-deserved master. The trial of the Kaitian Stone Axe cannot help dad. He will live."

Lu Lin stood up angrily, yelling loudly regardless of his superiority and inferiority, venting the humiliation he had suffered for more than 300 years. With his surname, if it weren't for Zuo Qinghan and his mother, he wouldn't have endured humiliation for so long. And today he finally couldn't help it...

"And you." While turning around, Lu Lin glared at the disciples of the same clan who were also the superior god king behind him, who were also qualified to go to the clan's old palace to practice and comprehend the mystery of the supreme realm. Their contemptuous eyes made Lu Chen hate him: "Don't think that the disciples of the Yama Palace are arrogant. Compared with my father, you are far inferior to Zuo Junxie..."

Zuo Junxie stood among nearly ten people. He had cultivated the ancient demon pattern and was able to rank among the top three of the nearly ten people. His strength was very weak. Lu Lin sneered: "Have you seen my father, are you his opponent? Haha, do you think you are a joke in the face of him, a huge joke. You guys with no eyes, you wait. One day, my father will be above the Yama Palace, haha, you can wait."

Lu Lin is definitely not an impulsive person. Like Lu Chen, he knows how to control his emotions. However, if anyone is always ridiculed and ridiculed. He will go crazy after more than three hundred years of insult. Lu Lin is like this, even Lu Chen may not be able to stand it.

Zuo Junxie's face turned red. I have to say that since he returned to the clan, he had suffered all the bad things, but so what? Lu Chen's cultivation is indeed very powerful, and he can fight five with one or five, or even almost kill Chen Jue. If there is only one person in the world who believes that Lu Chen can come out of the Lingxiao Realm, it is probably Zuo Junxie, and even Zuo Qinghan can't rank. Only he has experienced Lu Chen's powerful cultivation level in his body.

"Lin'er..."

“Bold…”

Listening to Lu Lin's almost crazy laughter and scolding, Zuo Qinghan, Zuo Feijing, and the three clan elders shouted out at the same time. Zuo Feijing stood up and accused him: "What is your identity? It's too unruly to dare to roar in the clan elder's hall. The clan elders beg the clan elders to give Lu Lin a fire torture."

"The clan elder." Zuo Qinghan was shocked and stood up and said, "The three clan elders, Lin'er was excited for a moment, and he could not help but use excessive words. Please forgive me."

"Shut up."

The three clan elders who had been indifferent finally opened their eyes. The clan elder who sat on the far right rebuked coldly and said, "Lu Lin is guilty of the crime, and the crime is unforgivable. If you think of the innocent heart, you will be spared from the torture of the fire. Let him suffer twenty demon whips, and you will not be the case."

The clan elder's palace has a huge power, but it cannot ignore the idea of ​​the left and right second halls of the Yanmo Sect. Although Lu Lin is not favored by the Lord of the Left Hall, he still has to rely on Zuo Qinghan to compete for the power of the clan. The clan elder's palace does not want to have a bad time with the left hall because of these trivial matters.

But the Twenty Demonic Whip is not a minor one. The Demonic Whip is a powerful punishment weapon passed down by the Yanmo Sect since ancient times. The Chaos Heavenly Treasure is specially used to urge and punish disciples who do not abide by the rules of the clan. Twenty Demonic Whip, even if Lu Lin has reached the highest level of the God King, he will have to cultivate for a whole year before he gets out of bed. However, this is already the lightest punishment among the Yanmo Sect.

"Thank you for your kindness, the elder of the clan." Zuo Qinghan gritted silver teeth and could only swallow her anger. She knew that in the Yama Palace, if she wanted Lu Lin to continue to stay, she could only act according to the rules of the sect.

Everyone sneered, especially those disciples pursed their lips and laughed. He was the best in the family and could not tolerate an outsider at all. What's more, if Zuo Qinghan could take power to control the ancient Yanmo clan in the next few years, Lu Lin's status would be far beyond them, which is what they least want to see.

"A tribe with a foreign surname is not worthy of staying in the Yanma clan."

The clan elder spoke, and naturally everyone did not dare to say anything. Soon two demon guards walked out of both sides and pulled Lu Lin down. After a moment, a thunderous sound of whipping sounded outside the hall.

When Zuo Qinghan heard his son suffering outside the hall, blood was dripping from his heart. At this time, the clan elder squinted his eyes and said, "As for whether Lu Lin can enter the clan elder palace, there is no need to argue anymore. The same thing is said. Lu Lin does not have the qualifications to enter the clan elder palace for the time being. Okay, let's retreat."

Not giving Zuo Qinghan the chance to plead, the clan elder waved his hand and decided. Although it was temporary, it meant that it was a long time.

In the sect clan, being able to enter the old clan hall means having the opportunity to become a great master. Otherwise, it will be difficult to understand the mystery of the sect clan with his own surname. This is also the most fundamental difference between the sect clan and the lower class of the divine realm.

After the words came, the three clan elders disappeared into the hall out of thin air, and the disciples slowly retreated. Zuo Feijing looked at Zuo Qinghan with a sneer, and his proud gaze stopped on Zuo Qinghan's body for a moment before leaving.

Zuo Qinghan's eyes were filled with tears, and her heart was dripping with blood.

Wu Dong sighed and said, "Girl, I know you love Lin'er, but today's incident has given you a message to the right palace to criticize the left palace, which is very unfavorable to our plan."

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