"Lord Demon Saint, the Black Eagle Demon is dead!" The bull demon in the middle of the five demons replied with a trembling voice.

"Dead?" Ji Meng's brows furrowed even tighter, and his eyes became sharper.

"Yes, Demon Saint." The five demons trembled and responded in unison.

"Thou shalt tell me the details!" Ji Meng said with a hint of anger.

Black Eagle is Ji Meng's right-hand man, not to mention the first among the demon commanders, but he is also the top. As for the nine lions, they have just been subdued, and sometimes they are not waiting for the transfer, but Ji Meng is also vague about them and does not care too much. This time, Jimeng sent him to assist the Black Eagle Demon Marshal in completing the task of conquering the Terrans, just in case.

The strength of the human race, after several attacks, the demon clan has mastered seventy-seven eighty-eight, and this is ready for Black Eagle to lead the team to take down the human race in one fell swoop.

Of course, it is impossible for the demon race to exterminate the human race, and the human race was created by Nuwa, which is equivalent to Nuwa's descendants. Although Di Jun and Taiyi are the patriarchs of the demon clan, Nuwa is now a saint, and they will not offend a saint because of the human race, not to mention that this saint is still a member of the demon clan.

Emperor Jun's task for Ji Meng was to take the coast of the East China Sea, control the human race, and then force the dragon clan to submit and join the demon clan by force.

The task of conquering the Terrans was not only unsuccessful, but also lost one of his henchmen, and the nine lions were also adopted as mounts. It is obviously impossible for Ji Meng not to be angry.

"Yes, Demon Saint." The bull demon hurriedly responded, and then told the battle situation as it was, word for word, word for word.

"You are saying that that man is called 'Holy Master' by the three ancestors of the human race. He also said that he had killed a lot of demons and eaten a lot of demons? "Like a volcano before an eruption, Ji Meng is subtle and dangerous.

"The subordinates don't dare to deceive the Demon Saint!" The bull demon saw Ji Meng's appearance of wanting to eat the demon, and knelt on the ground tremblingly. "Subordinates can testify that the man did say so!" The other four demons hurriedly said.

"Humph!" Ji Meng snorted coldly, and immediately let the five demons and three souls leave his body, and the seven spirits ascended to heaven, for fear that Ji Meng would be unhappy and kill them all. "A bunch of useless things, get out of here!"

"Subordinates retire!" When the five demons heard Ji Meng say this, they were relieved and hurriedly rolled out of the hall.

"Dare to say such things, I don't even take my demon clan in my eyes, I must go and meet this guy who is called 'Holy Master' for a while." Ji Meng muttered to himself with a gloomy face.

A few days later, an uninvited guest from the Terran tribe came, this man was powerful, burly, and very unkind. This person is the Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

As soon as Ji Meng appeared, he was surrounded, and the three ancestors of the human race also rushed to the scene as soon as possible.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know what the so-called thing is in our human race?" The Fusiliers asked.

"Who is your holy master?" Ji Meng's voice was like thunder, shaking the sky.

As soon as Ji Meng's words came out, everyone's expressions changed, knowing that the person in front of him was a member of the demon clan nine times out of ten, and he had come to find the Holy Master to seek revenge.

"If you want to see the Holy Master, fight ······ first." Just as the Yi clan was about to open his mouth to say, 'Win them and talk about it', Jia Kui's voice sounded in his heart.

"This demon is not something you can compete with, so stand down!"

Not only did the Yuyi clan hear Jia Kui's transmission, but the Youchao clan and the Suiren clan also heard it, and after the three of them looked at each other, the Yuyi clan continued.

"Hmph. The Holy Master has come, so wait! The Yi clan first snorted coldly at Ji Meng.

"Oh!" Ji Meng responded lightly, and then didn't speak, quietly waiting for Jia Kui's arrival.

Soon, a fairy cloud floated in the far away in the western sky, and above the fairy cloud stood a mighty and majestic golden lion, and there was another person sitting on the lion. This person is dressed in a green shirt and has an extraordinary bearing. With a smile on his face, he is chic and calm, and he looks like a fairy.

Jia Kui's appearance immediately attracted Ji Meng's attention, and he looked at Jia Kui's arrival with deep eyes.

"The Great Demon of Jimeng is really majestic, come to the human race to show off his might!" Jia Kui has not arrived, and the sound has arrived.

"Daoyou is majestic, first the demon king under the slave demon saint is the mount, and then there are thousands of human races who are all looking at the horse as the head, and are called the 'holy master'. It's just envious of others. Ji Meng glanced lightly at the nine lions under Jia Kui's seat and replied.

"Hah! Ha! Hah!··· As the saying goes, good birds choose trees to perch, these nine spirit lions eat well and sleep well in the poor road, and the affairs of these nine spirit lions don't worry about the demon saint!

Although the poor Dao has a slight reputation in the human race, it is not as good as the fierce reputation of the Taoist friends! ”

As for the Terran business?

The demon saint, how can he know the ambition of the human race!

Just kidding, Jia Kui's kung fu dares to be called second in the wilderness, but no one can call it first. You don't see that even Zhun Ti, who is invincible in his mouth escape technique, is willing to bow down, not to mention this little Jimeng demon, but a small role!

"Humph!" Ji Meng snorted coldly, obviously speechless by Jia Kui's words.

At this time, Jia Kui had already come to the front of everyone, and he was only ten meters away from Ji Meng.

"Greetings, Holy Master!" The Three Ancestors led everyone to salute Jia Kui.

"Poor Dao and this plan are discussed by the Demon Saint, there is nothing to do here, let's go!" Jia Kui said to everyone,

"Yes, Holy Master!" Youchao took the lead and said, he knew that the Holy Master didn't want the human race to have unnecessary casualties, so the gains outweighed the losses.

Then the Three Ancestors left this place with a large number of people, and moved the nearby clansmen to other places as well.

"Daoyou is really kind-hearted, so for the sake of the human race!" Ji Meng sneered. "If I slaughter in the human race, I don't know how much my friends can save!"

"How much you come, how many poor people kill!" Jia Kui's voice was very quiet, but Ji Meng heard a strong killing intent from it, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"How many good ones come, how many kills!" Ji Meng laughed angrily. "This Demon Saint is standing here, watching how you kill this Demon Saint!"

"Haha!" Jia Kui suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and then said disdainfully. "Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

"Presumptuous!" Ji Meng said angrily.

"What, dissatisfied?" Jia Kui said lightly. "Then let's fight!"

After speaking, Jia Kui flew in the direction of the East China Sea with the Nine Spirit Lion Dynasty, and he did not intend to use the place where the human race gathered as a place to fight.

"I don't even put this demon saint in my eyes, looking for death!" Ji Meng looked at Jia Kui's distant back and said angrily in a low voice.

Looking at the figures of Yun Zhongzi and Ji Meng leaving, the three ancestors and the entire human race were full of worry, the pressure on them from this demon was very huge, and it was only at this time that they found that their backs were already wet.

Jia Kui stood on top of the East China Sea, waiting for Ji Meng's arrival, although he said that killing Ji Meng was like slaughtering a dog, but in fact it was not so easy.

Jia Kui's eyes closed slightly, his heart was as calm as water, and he adjusted his state to the best state to face Ji Meng.

Ji Meng arrived as scheduled, his eyes burning like flames, and his whole body was covered with strong killing intent and anger.

"Boy, are you ready to die?" Ji Meng roared angrily.

"Are you ready to die?" Jia Kui opened his eyes and said lightly.

"Look for death!" Ji Meng let out a loud shout, and then rushed over with the steel fork in his hand like a blazing fire.

Jia Kui also showed no weakness, the long sword Ink Washing Kunfeng had already appeared in his hand at some point, and he was like a heavenly mark that cut through the sky and rushed straight towards Ji Meng.

"Boom!" The steel fork collided with the three-foot-long sword Ink Wash Kunfeng, and an invisible wave of qi suddenly appeared at the place where the weapon collided and dispersed in all directions, and the sea surface was swept away by the aftermath, setting off a monstrous wave.

In the first meeting, Jia Kui and Ji Meng fought to a draw, and neither took advantage of it. However, in this blow, none of them used the Divine Passage Method.