Chapter 4337: , Terran loses【上】
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I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune
- 会抽烟的于大爷
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- 2022-03-05 02:00:28
Cangyuanzong and the whole are waiting for the demon genius group.
At this time, the Demon Race Genius Group had just experienced an assault and killing at a distance of thousands of miles from Cangyuanzong.
The strong leader of the Demon Race this time is Hong Lu of Demon Infant Peak. At this time, his aura is also very unstable.
To be able to cause such a big fluctuation in the aura of a strong man of Demon Infant Peak Peak, one can imagine the strength of the people who are dispatched by the other party in this attack.
Now that the two clans of humans and demons have reached a new agreement, there are still people who dare to attack and kill the genius group of the demons at this time, which is clear to destroy the relationship between the two clans of humans and demons.
The geniuses of the Demon Race genius group were all wounded to varying degrees, and even the aura of the black front had a lot of fluctuations.
Hong Lu looked at the figure that appeared in mid-air, and smiled: "It's really time for the Prime Minister to come!"
Wang Zhonglei sighed. He was the person in charge of the Demon Race Genius Group, and he knew it the first time they encountered the attack, but he hadn't taken any action.
The new agreement between the demons and the human race, secretly, many human races do not agree with it, and want to destroy it.
Can killing this group of demons geniuses destroy this new agreement?
In the dark, many human experts are planning, this can be expected long ago, otherwise the Emperor Yan Wudi, his Majesty, would not be able to let Wang Zhonglei protect in secret.
However, protection belongs to protection. Wang Zhonglei only needs to ensure that these demonic geniuses are not dead, and it is inevitable for them to suffer a bit.
The geniuses of the Demon Race genius group all looked angrily at the strong human race in mid-air.
It's a pity that Wang Zhonglei and his men didn't bother about this.
"Hong Lu, don't forget, you also have many enemies!"
Wang Zhonglei's reminder that Hong Lu didn't take it seriously. When he was a courtier of the Dayan dynasty, he offended many people, and it was understandable that someone wanted to put him to death.
But speaking of enemies, isn't his biggest enemy, Wang Zhonglei in front of him?
"The Prime Minister should care about it first, will the Human Race's next competition continue to be defeated!"
Hong Lu's self-confidence makes Wang Zhonglei very upset. The two have been competitors for hundreds of years, and the objects of support are different.
Wang Zhonglei made a right bet, but he also paid a high price for it.
Did Hong Lu lose?
It seemed that he had to end up in the Demon Realm with the Thirteenth His Royal Highness, but they were all mixed up in the Demon Realm.
His Royal Highness Thirteen has also become a demon god. Compared to the one sitting on the dragon chair, His Highness Thirteen's talent is still so terrifying.
In this exchange between the human and demons, it doesn't matter if the human race loses one game, but if it loses a few games in a row, the blow to human morale is unimaginable.
"I hope Master Hong can keep laughing!"
With this sentence left, Wang Zhonglei and his strong figure disappeared in midair.
Hong Lu glanced at the battlefield just now, and said to a group of demon geniuses: "Everyone be careful!" In fact, Hong Lu was not worried about these geniuses in front of them. Behind them, there are strong demon gods.
When the life and death crisis really came, even if it was a million miles away, the breath of the demon power could come in an instant.
There were not many disciples of Baihuazong who rushed to Cangyuanzong this time.
The saint Zhao Shishi led the team, and there were only a dozen disciples, including two elders from the Infant Gathering Realm.
On top of this mid-grade flying magic weapon, in Zhao Shishi's room, Chen Ping in a black robe was closing his eyes and meditating.