The demons in the myriad demon mountain were the natives here. If they 'helped' find the Phoenix Spirit together, the efficiency would definitely be higher than Lu Ming's.
Of course, these demons would not 'help' him. Therefore, Lu Ming had no choice but to take action.
Bang!
Lu Ming's palm struck out and pressed a large green Eagle to the ground.
"Human, how did you get in?"
The green Condor roared, its voice full of doubt.
"You don't need to know how I got in. Now, I want you to help me find someone."
Lu Ming said.
"You want my Noble Demon race to help a lowly human like you? no way."
The green Condor shouted as it raised its huge head arrogantly.
Lu Ming pursed his lips. As expected, the legend that the demons looked down on humans in the prehistoric times was true.
