163 The Sword Saint of the Clear Water Sect

When Demon King Antoine died, the strange phenomenon in the sky instantly disappeared.

The oppressive aura in the air also gradually decreased and disappeared.

Lei Mingyuan and the others, who were fighting against the demon race, immediately felt the pressure on their bodies lessen by a large margin.

The devilish aura of the demon race members, who were originally fearless and were rising again and again like cockroaches that could not be killed, also weakened with the passage of time.

It was obvious that the frequency of their attacks had slowed down compared to before.

Oh no!

He followed Ye Youji's gaze and looked over.

Lei Mingyuan, who was originally fighting successfully with two demons who were both at a great cultivation level, had gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.