Seven Monsters of Mount Mei

Yang Jian raised a hand to stop it.

"Don't move yet."

The Howling Sky Hound said in a low voice, "Master, they're courting death."

Yang Jian looked at the white ape.

"I discovered this item first."

The white ape sneered.

"So what if you discovered it first?"

"Once it enters Plum Mountain, it belongs to Plum Mountain."

Yang Jian said, "The spiritual treasures of the Primordial Wilderness belong to the virtuous."

The pig demon snorted.

"Virtuous?"

"One's fists are virtue."

Yang Jian's gaze fell on the pig demon.

"You want to try?"

The pig demon roared.

"You're asking for a beating!"

He shattered the mountain rock beneath his feet, and his rake swept up a demonic wind as it smashed straight down at Yang Jian's head.

Golden Immortal demonic power erupted. Black aura coiled around the nine-toothed rake, tearing open several zhang of ground.

The Howling Sky Hound was just about to pounce when Yang Jian had already raised his hand.

He did not even draw the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade.

He thrust out his palm.

Divine radiance in his palm condensed into a golden seal, which slammed directly into the rake.

The rake bent on the spot.

A bloody mist burst from the pig demon's arms. His massive body flew backward, crashing through three mountain boulders in succession.

With a thunderous boom.

The pig demon slammed into the mountainside, with only half his body left exposed outside.

The goat demon's expression changed drastically.

"One move?"

The ox demon gripped his great axe tightly.

"Old Pig is a mid-stage Golden Immortal."

The snake demon shrank back.

"This man has concealed his cultivation."

The centipede demon cried out in shock and fury, "He didn't use any magic treasures at all just now."

The dog demon stared at Yang Jian, his voice trembling.