After two hours, a goblin finally stood on the stage and spoke, "Everyone, please be quiet. The Three Immortals Xiaoyao are here."

"ah?

Really coming?"

The group of demons were immediately excited, with tears in their eyes, shouting that they were saved.

Chen Yang also knew something about the Three Happy Immortals from the mouths of these goblins.

The Three Immortals Xiaoyao are famous loose cultivators, and they all have the body of a fox.

Their cultivation levels are respectively the sixth, seventh and eighth levels of the creation realm.

The fairies have always respected these three immortals.

Now that they are willing to come out and help everyone, the demons are very grateful.

Soon, the Three Immortals Xiaoyao came out from the other side of the cave.

Chen Yang looked over and saw that the eldest of the Three Immortals was indeed at the eighth level of the Creation Realm.

He is a man in his fifties, dressed in silver robes, showing his majesty.

His name is Lan Ling!

The second child is called Lan Zhan, and his cultivation is at the seventh level of Creation Realm.

The third child is called Lan Feng, and his cultivation is at the sixth level of Creation Realm!

When the demons saw the Three Immortals Xiaoyao, they couldn't help but cheer together: "Mighty, mighty!"

Lan Ling's face was heavy and he motioned for everyone to be silent.

The demons immediately became quiet.

After Lan Ling glanced at the group of monsters, he said in a deep voice: "The reason why Yang Jian, the third-generation disciple of the Chan Cult, killed us this time is indeed because we were at fault first.

Those two centipede spirits eat boys and girls, firstly not for practicing martial arts, and secondly not for any hatred, just to satisfy their appetite.

The methods are cruel and shocking! In addition, Yang Jian's previous adoptive father and adoptive mother were killed by our kind, so this time, he was completely angered."

A fairy who looked like a young woman stood up and cried: "Mr. Lan, there are indeed many of our kind who are still wild.

But those are only a few...Are there few humans in the world who burn, kill, and loot?

Could it be that he, Yang Jian, could kill all human beings just because there are scum among them?

He can't! In the final analysis, he is just bullying us, the weak demon race!"

"That's right!"

The group of demons suddenly became excited.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The second brother Lan Zhan shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder.

The demons were all shocked and fell silent again.

Lan Zhan said loudly: "I know everyone is very angry and want to cut Yang Jian into pieces.

Yes, Yang Jian went too far this time, and he has his own reasons.

But he killed so many of our companions, and the fault is definitely his.

But what can we do?

Do you really think that holding a gathering of monsters and calling us over can turn things around?

No! The three of us together, plus all of you, may not be Yang Jian's opponent.

We defeated Yang Jian, and later Yang Jian and the entire Chanjiao.

We can't resist any second-generation disciple! So, some of you just said, in the final analysis, our demon clan is still weak.

Yes, it is indeed because our demon race is too weak.

We are weak, so we can only swallow our anger."

"Suck it up...I'm afraid, even if we are willing to swallow it, they still won't let us go!"

Someone among the demons couldn't help but said sadly.

"Yeah..." All the demons agreed.

Another goblin cried again: "Poor my child, he was only ten years old and didn't understand anything, so he was killed by Yang Jian like this."

"My wife was also killed by Yang Jian who killed her that day!"

"My father too!"

The demons cried and cursed...

The place became noisy again.

At this time, Lan Ling spoke again and said: "Everyone, be quiet and listen to me!"

The demons had no choice but to calm down.

Lan Ling said: "Everyone is gathered here today, and we all understand everyone's difficulties.

There is no other way now but to seek peace.
Chapter completed!