Seven Monsters of Mei Mountain

Yang Jian raised a hand and stopped him.

"Don't move yet."

Xiaotian Dog said in a low voice, "Master, they're courting death."

Yang Jian looked toward White Ape.

"I discovered this thing first."

White Ape sneered.

"So what if you discovered it first?"

"Once it entered Mei Mountain, it belonged to Mei Mountain."

Yang Jian said, "Primordial Wilderness spiritual objects belong to those with virtue."

Pig Spirit scoffed.

"Virtue?"

"Fists are virtue."

Yang Jian's gaze fell on Pig Spirit.

"You want to try?"

Pig Spirit let out a great shout.

"You're asking for a beating!"

He shattered the mountain rocks underfoot, and the rake swept up a Demonic Wind, smashing straight down at the top of Yang Jian's head.

Golden Immortal demonic power erupted, black qi coiling around the Nine-Toothed Rake as it tore open several zhang of ground.

Xiaotian Dog 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 pushed out with one palm.

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

The rake bent on the spot.

Pig Spirit's arms burst into a mist of blood, and his massive body flew backward, smashing through three mountain rocks in succession.

With a thunderous boom.

Pig Spirit slammed into the mountain wall, leaving only half his body exposed outside.

Sheep Demon's expression changed drastically.

"One move?"

Ox Demon tightened his grip on his great axe.

"Old Pig is a Mid Golden Immortal."

Snake Demon's body shrank back.

"This man hid his cultivation."

Centipede Demon said in shock and rage, "He didn't use a magic treasure at all just now."

Dog Demon stared at Yang Jian, his voice trembling.

"Great King, he's a Daluo Golden Immortal!"

The fierce light in