At this moment, the tiger demon was extremely satisfied.
Especially when he saw the cheetah demon that he had bitten to death.
He felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment!
The feeling of killing a greater demon of the same level made his blood boil.
Of course, he was a great demon with 1,600 years of cultivation.
It was still advantageous to kill a 1,400-year-old cheetah demon.
However, it had to be said that he was very powerful!
This was because that in circumstances where the difference in cultivation wasn't too great, it was extremely difficult to kill other beings of the same level!
However, he had done it. It was obvious that his strength was nothing to scoff at among the other great demons.
Just as he was about to enjoy the spoils of war, he heard a voice. "Fellow cultivator, please stop. This demon is my friend!"
Hearing this voice, the tiger demon was shocked.