"This is the territory of the demon race. You humans should leave immediately. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"
An old demon king looked around and shouted.
The demon was skinny and had an aged face. He wore a cloak that was woven from five-colored feathers. Divine light circulated on it, making it dazzling.
"This is a crane demon. Its original form is a five-colored crane. It is a Demon King of old age and is very powerful!"
Ambushing Master leaned over and whispered.
"Look, that's the Ox King, that's the Fox King, the Lion King, the Elephant King…"
Then, he raised his hand and pointed at those old demon kings, introducing them one by one to Tang Hao.
"In terms of individual combat power, most of these old demon kings are stronger than us humans. They are not to be trifled with! I once suffered a loss!" As he spoke, the old man revealed a bitter expression.
No one responded, and no one retreated.
