Yang Xiaotian followed behind the demons, and before long, he had left the desert and come upon a plain.
As soon as he stepped into the plain, he felt astonishing fluctuations of power.
"Quick, Bai Yumo can hardly hold on anymore!"
"We must speed up and snatch the Ten-Million-Year Grade Divine Medicine from her, we can't let it fall into the hands of others!"
Suddenly, the demons ahead quickened their pace.
One of the demons ahead turned his head, saw Yang Xiaotian following behind, and suddenly threw a punch at Yang Xiaotian, "Hiding your face but showing your tail! Think you can follow behind us to pick up the scraps? Get lost, you damned demon lord!"
The punch was powerful, filled with rolling Demonic Qi.
Countless droplets of Heaven and Earth Spirit Rain were blasted away.
However, facing the opponent's astonishingly powerful punch, Yang Xiaotian simply blew out a breath.
Instantly, space staggered.
A vast storm materialized out of nowhere.
