Without a second thought, the man in black tightened his grip on the White Bone Demon God Banner in his hand and began murmuring an incantation.
Before long, the nine Yin Demonesses and Yin Demons drifting through the air suddenly produced demonic treasures of every kind in their hands.
Some were bone swords, some bone awls—hideous and sinister, wreathed in Killing Intent.
Then, the nine Yin Demonesses and Yin Demons flew straight at Qin Shaofeng, swinging their demonic treasures as streams of demonic smoke surged forth.
That demonic smoke was mixed with resentful Baleful Intent. If the magic treasure of an ordinary righteous cultivator touched it, its spiritual radiance would be defiled.
Qin Shaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly. Soul Refining Divine Lightning emerged in his hand, and one lightning serpent after another slithered out, dispersing the demonic smoke!
When the old man in green saw that Qin Shaofeng could even block the attacks of those Yin Demons, his expression changed somewhat.
He began weighing whether he should flee first.
At that moment, the skeletal-looking man in black noticed that the old man in green seemed intent on running, and fury rose in his heart.
"Old Poison, don't even think about escaping!"
Then the man in black turned his gaze toward the female Demonic Cultivator.
"Madam Hong, if it truly comes to that, please summon your ancestor!"
"That brat is only at the Spirit Transformation Realm now, yet he possesses such terrifying strength. If we kill him, we will surely reap great benefits!"
The female Demonic Cultivator, who had been resting to the side for a while, hesitated.
But the man in black urged her again.
"Madam Hong, if you truly refuse to invite your ancestor here, the three of us will all leave our lives behind today."
The female Demonic