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Chapter 620

Zhong Mengchen's face was filled with a hint of pity. After all, he worked hard to find this secret clue, but now it gave him a feeling of being a slash!

"Why can you get here? Ah! I'll kill you!"

The old farmer's eyes turned completely red at this time, and he roared violently, and then rushed straight to Zhong Mengchen and rushed towards him.

Faced with his attack, Zhong Mengchen frowned, waved his hand, and a white light hit the old farmer directly.

The old farmer was as if he was electrocuted, and his body trembled violently, and finally fainted on the ground.

The man in black robe did not escape, but looked at Zhong Mengchen with violent breathing.

"Zhong Mengchen, you have ruined the good things about my Demon Temple several times. Do you really think we have no way to do anything to you?" The man in the black robe suddenly bulged. Seeing this scene, Zhong Mengchen couldn't help but frown.

"Tsk tsk, spiritual art? You Demon Temple is really willing to spend money!"

Zhong Mengchen glanced at the man in black and sneered.

This demon is also a four-way strong man. He never thought he would be willing to turn into a wedding dress and let the demon king come. In this way, he will definitely die!

This can be said to be a huge price.

"Bang!"

The man in black robe exploded, revealing a big furry tiger's head.

But the tiger's expression was full of fierceness.

"Zhong Mengchen!"

"So it's the White Tiger King in the Demon God Temple. It's been a long time since we saw each other!" Zhong Mengchen recognized the other party's identity at a glance, with a faint smile on his face, and did not take the White Tiger King seriously.

"Your Tianji number has actually been cultivated to this level! It's really beyond my expectations!"

A look of surprise flashed in the White Tiger King's eyes, and then he looked at Zhong Mengchen carefully, with a mockery look on his face.

Zhong Mengchen frowned, and always felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell what the specific part was.

The fingers hidden in the cuffs gently pinched, and then his expression suddenly changed.

Unlucky, very bad luck!

"Haha! What? Is it done?"

The White Tiger King laughed loudly: "Zhong Mengchen, you are too smart in your calculations, but unfortunately you made a mistake! If you want to stop my Demon Temple, do you really think we are not at all prepared for you?"

"How is that? Is the corrupt blood too weak?"

A joke flashed in the White Tiger King's eyes: "It's right to be weak! Then aren't you curious where other corrupt blood went?"

Zhong Mengchen's expression suddenly changed, and he finally knew where he felt something was wrong!

As soon as the White Tiger King finished speaking, the entire mine began to tremble violently and shaking. The lines that were originally just some lines were instantly filled with blood!

The rich red light shone on Zhong Mengchen's face, making his face turn ashen.

Oh no! I was fooled!

Zhong Mengchen knew that things were bad. How could this place be so secretly that the Demon God Temple could take ten years to operate it. How could it be the same as an ordinary place? He even suspected that this was the place where the Demon God Temple really forced the demon clan to open the seal!

"What? I figured it out? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

A fierce look flashed across the White Tiger King's face: "Today this place will become the starting point for the revival of the demon clan! When the corrupt blood enters the statue, the formation has been activated! Not only this end, but the big monsters at the other end of the demon world are also exerting their strength!"

"Zhong Mengchen, you will definitely die today!"
Chapter completed!
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