The leading Demon Chief felt something was wrong: "These people have all retreated and are about to launch the most ferocious attack on us."
The so-called calm before the storm, it was nothing but this.
"Whizz, whizz, whizz!"
Suddenly, trails of fire came flying, they were actually flaming arrows.
They all landed in the Spirit Mine, the forest burning, flames towering to the skies.
In addition to these, not too far away, silhouettes were approaching,
The leader among them possessed quite strong cultivation levels.
"This isn't good, these are all the elite warriors under the Three Cities' Lords, it seems this time I won't be able to hold them back."
The Demon Chief who swallowed Wang Yang's elixir turned pale, even though his strength was strong, he was ultimately not a Heavenly Demon powerhouse, and the opponents had three Half-Step Celestial Demon experts.
Along with nearly twenty thousand demon soldiers, how could he resist?
