The dilapidated Huaguo Mountain, on the top of the mountain, a big flag hunted in the wind, and the two words of the demon court were painted with iron and silver hooks, and a solemn atmosphere seemed to be there.

Under it, the Bull Demon King and the Jiao Demon King sat cross-legged, and there was a bluestone slab in front of them, which was as smooth as a mirror. On top are seven wine glasses, a quaint flask.

The Bull Demon King picked up the wine jug, poured wine for the seven wine glasses, and then glanced at Huaguo Mountain, as if talking to himself, as if talking to others.

"My Demon Court, in ancient times, the king landed in the Great Wilderness, all the tribes worshipped, and all the saints surrender......ed!

Chapter 117 of "The Legend of the Western Heavens" The attitude of the three parties, the dark tide is surging is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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