"Avenge the Holy Son!"
"Fight him to the death!"
The three Demon Kings roared. All were at the Demon King Ninth Layer, and their reactions were not slow. It was simply that they had no intention of fleeing—Wei Fan had miscalculated that.
Given the Demon Race's circumstances, Yuan Jie was dead. If they fled back, they would die as well. In fact, dying here was a better outcome than returning to be executed.
If they did not die here alongside Yuan Jie, fleeing back would only bring even greater trouble upon their clans.
Boom boom boom...
In an instant, terrifying power erupted from the three Demon Kings, sweeping through the heavens and earth and shaking the entire Nine Palaces Sky Locking Formation.
"Roar!"
The Five-Colored Demonic Ox threw back his head and roared, rising from the ground in one motion.
At the same time, his brow lit up, and an enormous spiked club shot out from within. He seized it in one hand as Five-Colored Divine Light swept out around him in alternating waves.
The Dragon-Horned Deer made the exact same motion, but what flew from his brow was a bronze sword. It shone with dazzling divine radiance as he grasped it in his hand.
Light rippled from his dragon horns, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and his face twisted savagely.
Yuan Jie was dead. Wei Fan was forcing them to die with him.
Last was the Winged Serpent Demon King. The pair of wings behind him blazed with dazzling light and rapidly expanded. As they slashed at Wei Fan like heavenly blades, his brow also lit up, and a Demon King Divine Weapon flew out.
With a tearing sound, sharp blade qi ripped open the earth, and the cries of blades rose everywhere.
Unlike the Dragon-Horned Deer and the