The three demon kings took the lead, followed by more than sixty demon kings.

In addition, high in the sky, there is a golden sedan, which is pulled by four bird demon kings.

Mo Wentian and the others looked at the sedan in the sky with serious expressions.

Because they felt the breath of terror in the sedan chair.

But thinking that the ancestor was also watching secretly, I felt a little relieved.

Qingpeng Demon King said, "Where are the people of ancient blood?"

"Hurry up and hand it over. We still have time to talk, otherwise no one from the Kunlun Sword Sect will be left alive."

"You flat-haired beast, are our three sects afraid of you, the demon clan?"

Mo Wentian was not to be outdone, and the two sides were at war with each other for a while.

"kill!"

The word "kill" came from the golden sedan.

After hearing the order, Qingpeng and the other three Demon Emperors went straight to kill them.

The three demon kings fight against the three half-saints of the sects, and the one below is the creation realm versus the demon king.

It was okay at the beginning, but towards the end, the creation realm of the three sects became a little unbearable.

Because their number is small, strong ones in the Creation realm continue to fall.

The situation was precarious, and just then An Miaoling came.
Chapter completed!