"Don't panic, brother. No matter how powerful that person's Cultivation Body is, Blood Dragon Demon Marshal will prevail!" A demon with a duck's head firmly placed his hand on his brother's shoulder and said with conviction.
"Big brother, how can you be so sure? That Taoist in the sky is terrifying, and it's clear that Blood Dragon Demon Marshal is currently at a disadvantage."
"You fool! Are you analyzing your own mother! No matter what, Blood Dragon Demon Marshal must win. If that Taoist wins, would there be any way out for us? Haven't you seen what happened to Marlo the Demon General before?"
Just as the duck-headed demon slapped the rat-headed demon hard on the shoulder, its eyes suddenly narrowed, and in an instant, it furiously invoked the Demon Yuan and grabbed its brother, suddenly rolling to the side.
Crack!
A terrifying, deep, and narrow fissure suddenly appeared where they had been standing.
The two demons looked at each other, their souls suddenly steadied.
