If these people were all great demon kings, then the one who left was definitely not them. It might be the old netherworld ghost.
Unfortunately, there was only one Great Demon King and no one knew where he was now.
"Old man, if you kill us today, someone will avenge us one day and trample the East immortal sect to the ground!" Hao Qiang said. At this moment, the anger in the hearts of all the disciples of the northern sword immortal sect had almost reached a physical level.
"Hehe." The old ghost didn't say anything, but the cold killing intent in his eyes already represented everything.
"Unfortunately, you won't be able to see it." The one who spoke was not the old netherworld ghost, but another middle-aged man who appeared beside him. He was also a half-step Foundation establishment cultivator.
