My Master is Lin Zhengying

Ninth Uncle's terrifying thunder magic seal, Nan Chen, Wen Cai, and Xiao Yu's powerful combat power.

It has already caused the monsters in the entire Black Valley Mountain to feel palpitations.

The strongest old goat demon, who calls himself the old goat fairy, is no more than the eighth level of the earth.

But in front of Uncle Jiu, it's no different from garbage.

At this moment, the breath of the heavenly rank to the torrential heavenly rank is also trembling in the heart.

Is this still a thread?

Against Uncle Nine, the rhythm of death.

The menacing Heigu Mountain group of monsters just now were all overwhelmed.

They all started to retreat.

The howling sounded continuously.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

"I, I only ate two people, don't kill me."

"Daoist, the little demon is not allowed to cultivate, he just ate a mouthful of human flesh, please let me go!"

"..."

Many monsters kept begging for mercy when facing Nan Chen and others.

But Nan Chen didn't even blink her brows.

The Ten Fox Sword in his hand struck fiercely.

The powerful sword energy kept stirring.

A scream sounded, and the monsters died in front of him.

It has been three years since Nan Chen came to this world, and he is very clear about the nature of these monsters.

To be kind to them will only bring disaster upon oneself.

Only by beheading them all can they be exchanged for stability.

The eleven demon kings were also stunned by Uncle Jiu's Lei Fa and Xiao Yu.

Now they all retreated to the old sheep demon:

"Old Fairy, we, we should retreat quickly!"

"Yes, old fairy, the opponent is too strong."

"Old Xian'er, we can't afford to offend these Taoist priests!"

"..."

One by one bullied the weak and feared the strong, and all of them were so frightened that their legs limp.

Yanglaoxian has lived for a thousand years, so he naturally knows that the situation is irreversible.

People's cultivation bases are there, and there is a huge difference.

Even if you try your best, you won't be able to please.

Only escape is the best policy.

The old sheep demon did not hesitate, and hurriedly said:

"Okay, okay, retreat, retreat..."

The old sheep demon ordered, and the eleven demon kings kept saying:

"Retreat, all retreat!"

The voice echoed, but they didn't even wait for their order.

Their respective subordinates have already fled all over the mountains and plains.

"Master, they want to escape!"

Seeing that those big monsters were about to flee, Nan Chen hurriedly opened his mouth.

But Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, and said lightly:

"Don't even try to escape!"

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu made a move with the mahogany sword in his hand.

Point the sword a little.

"Swordsmanship!"

The peach wood sword exuded a faint white rush, turned into a flying sword, and flew directly towards the demon kings.

Uncle Nine himself also rushed up.

The flying sword is powerful and fast.

There was a demon king who saw the danger, and his face was shocked, and he wanted to dodge.