The turbulent Lishui River rushes endlessly.
Two huge figures rushed out of the river one after another and went straight into the sky.
Qinglin, the great demon king of Lishui Prefecture, who was wearing a golden robe, had a dark middle-aged face and eight long golden whiskers under his chin, quickly stood firm in the air and realized that the source of the previous incomparable terrifying aura had reached the Taiping Mountain area.
"Brother."
Behind him, the second demon king of Lishui Prefecture, Hongjia, who was wearing a colorful robe, had a white face like jade, a thin body, and a pointed head, followed closely and rushed into the sky. He noticed that the aura of the demon ancestor was in the sky above Taiping Mountain. He rushed to the eldest brother and just stood firm, he said: "On Taiping Mountain, did the ancestor take a fancy to Taiping Mountain?"
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