As the eight demons were talking, they had already arrived at the top of Ziwei Mountain.
This was originally the residence of the God. Due to the God's return and the previous massacre by Huangfu Yi and others, this place is now empty.
Yan Chi looked at the magnificent palace in front of him, the light in his eyes becoming increasingly hot.
When he has trampled the human race under his feet in the future, he will live in this place and enjoy the life that the God once lived.
At this moment, the entire Ziwei Mountain suddenly lit up with a bright light.
Yan Chi and the others' faces darkened, and their eyes suddenly looked not far away.
There, a young man sitting in a wheelchair slowly appeared alone.
The sky was filled with evil spirits, and most of the sunlight was blocked. The dim light fell on the young man's face, making him look very weak and lonely.
Yan Chi stepped on the talisman array under his feet and laughed, "Jun Yueze, are you a fool? Do you think that you can trap our eight demon generals with just this array?"
Jun Yueze said: "What if it's not just a formation?"
As they were talking, figures appeared one after another on Ziwei Mountain.
Each of them is a master at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Stage or even the Mahayana Stage.
Yan Zhi narrowed his eyes, then laughed: "Just these rubbish?! Don't even mention whether these rubbish are our opponents. What's more, do you think there are only eight of us here? Go to the foot of the mountain and see for yourself!"
One of the monks couldn't help but walk to the edge of the mountain, looked down, and his face suddenly changed.
At the foot of the mountain, there were densely packed demons, approaching this side step by step.
Yan Chi said with a mocking smile: "I advise you to commit suicide in front of me. Otherwise, if you fall into my hands, I promise to skin you alive and devour you mouthful by mouthful. Hahahaha, by then, you will be neither able to live nor die!"
Jun Yueze's expression remained calm, but the ancient compass in his hand was gently shaking, and the light of the formation of the entire Ziwei Mountain became brighter and brighter.
"From the beginning, this formation was not meant to deal with you, but to stop the demons below from rushing up to rescue you, even though it can only stop them for a short period of time."
Yan Chi's smile faded, he narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "I still say the same thing, relying on these trash, you want to kill eight of us?"
"Really? You'll know if you can kill him or not after you try it."
A clear and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded, accompanied by a powerful pressure in the air.
The expressions of the demon generals such as Yan Chi were stern, and they looked behind Jun Yueze.
I saw a slim girl in plain clothes slowly walking up to me. However, even with such ordinary and even simple makeup, her face looked so radiant that people could hardly take their eyes away.
Behind the girl was a cold-looking man dressed in black.
Seeing these two people, Yan Chi and the others' pupils suddenly contracted.
Especially the man in black, who made them look wary and fearful, "Master Xuanmu! Miss Xiyue!"
These two men, one of whom was once their superior, was a terrifying being who could crush them to death with just one finger.
The other one is the Demon Lord's favorite, and cannot be hurt or touched.
But soon, Yan Chi came to his senses because he remembered.
"Tsk tsk, Lord Xuanmu, who was so majestic back then, would never have fallen to this point. He doesn't even have the cultivation of a god, and has to follow a woman like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy. Even I feel sorry for you!" (To be continued)