Thunder Martial

The Demon Guard looked vigilantly at Lei Zhenghong Fang, and magic began to pour.

Lei Zheng family they have heard of, the family strength is not small, the number of strong people is large.

Lei Zhenghong smiled slightly and said: Don't be nervous, I'm here to give you a big chance. Please inform your leader, we want to meet.

Wait!

After a slight hesitation, the Demon Guard left this sentence behind and turned to the depths of the Demon Nation.

A moment later, the other party came out and led Lei Zhenghong into the demonic camp.

As he waited, Morty asked inexplicably, "Why did he come to us from the Lei Zheng family?"

"When it comes, you'll know," said Magic Memory.

Lei Zhenghong walked in and saw the three of them sitting inside, which slightly changed his look.

Didn't you want to see the chief? We have always been three chiefs.

Lei Zhenghong nodded. "That's fine. Everyone can listen to what I have to say. Perhaps we can give some more opinions.

"Oh, I don't know what you're going to say to us," said Magic Memory.

He didn't mean for Lei Zhenghong to sit down, and apparently the other party didn't care about the bars, saying: I brought a map of the force distribution in Tianwu world this time, which is a very precise kind. At the same time, the reasons for your failure are summarized. There are two main aspects, one of which is the surviving family.

Survivors? Magic Monsar asks, "What is that?

It was the remnants of a group of people who lived before they were teenagers. The last time they were slaughtered, Purple picked them up as trash.

Lei Zheng Hong Fang said: It has always been a secret, purple purple has never been revealed to the public, so you ate this loss. On the other hand, the world of St. Francis has been in charge of the entrance and exit of the world of St. Francis for many years, so a lot of connections have been built up, and people there are good at soul attack, so the fighting power is not weak. But they're even smaller, and if you're ready, don't worry about it.

Saint Charm Realm, if you listen to the name, you'll know it's a realm. Few people? Demonic memories tremble, he said.

Lei Zhenghong disdainfully said: They are just a group of businessmen. If Purple did not hold the entrance and exit, they would have taken an active advantage, and it would not have been possible to find help. Businessmen only do business, with Purple, with others.

According to my current information, the total force strength of Zixuan is about 400,000, even if Zixuan still has reservations, at most not more than 100,000 people, so Zixuan only has 500,000 fighting power.

Ray Zhenghong smiled: So if you want to win, you should show more troops.

Why are you telling us this? Magic Memory trembles and asks.

No reason, just hope you win.

Lei Zhenghong said: The reason I tell you this information is that I don't want you to suffer too much more damage. World War I is the best way to live and die.

Magic Fist asks, "This information is important, don't know what you want?"

Heaven Martial World.

Lei Zhenghong said: I want the purple world of Tianwu, after you have struck it, give it to me in good condition.

The magical memories shook their heads and said, "It's impossible, the purple world. We have another great use.

I just want his world, give me his world, and I can even give you some help. Anyway, you want his world to be just a place to be, and it's all the same.

Ray Zhenghong said, "Promise me your terms, and you will not lose.

For many years, Lei Zhenghong has been thinking about the purple world. However, purple is too powerful to scare him to go any further. This time, it is a rare opportunity.

The magical memory shivers look at the other two chiefs, both of whom are a little heartbeat, but the magical memory shivers say: I'm sorry, we can't agree.

All three, including the two chiefs, were stunned.

Memory Tremor explains: Your intelligence is important and the conditions are not high, but I am no longer the leader of the team, I'm sure you heard, our main attack identity has been taken away.

When he came here, Lei Zhenghong, of course, had an understanding of the devil's side. He said: But as far as I know, you can always regain your identity as the main offender if you want.

The magic tremor shook its head again, sorry I don't have that power.

Lei Zhenghong's face changed and said, "Are you unwilling to cooperate with me?

"If you say so, then I won't turn," said Magic Memory. "Actually, I don't want to cooperate, I just don't trust you.

Lei Zhenghong also asked: Can't trust me or my family?

"I can't believe it," said Magic Memory.

Lei Zhenghong laughed furiously and couldn't trust my family. Do you know how famous my Lei Zheng family is? You are ignorant and underinformed.

The magical memory shivered calmly: I have heard the fame of the Lei Zheng family, but they are not very good words, you can push out the purple of the same family, believe that anything can be done. It is true that your reputation is greater now than it was before, but I suggest you go outside and see if these are good reputations.

Both Magic and Magic Monzo disagree with the words of Magic Memory Tremor, because both parties are just cooperating to kill Zixuan, what does fame have to do with it?

And the bad reputation is a good thing for the Demon Clan.

Just walking all the way, the magic trembles as a camp, and almost never misses a step, a trust that the two did not immediately rebut.

Are you sure you don't want to work with us? Lei Zhenghong's face looked a lot uglier.

Perhaps next time, but this time, we will not cooperate with you in this matter.

The Devil's Memory trembled decisively said.

Humph!

Lei Zhenghong snorted coldly and you couldn't make it!

After that, he swallowed his sleeve and came here without even allowing his seat. It was so rude.

The two of them looked at the magic tremor and said faintly: Let him go, he must have gone to find the Magnoliac.

If you knew, why didn't you keep him? Morty asked inexplicably.

Cooperation means nothing to us, as long as it is not a real output.

"Do you believe they will send a bunch of strong men to join us?" said Magic Memory.

Obviously this is not possible, the Lei Zheng family has not lost their mind so much.

So, there's no point in this cooperation, and as for whether Molenko will cooperate with him, it's his own business.

The Magic Memory trembled gently on the desktop with its fingers, this time losing hundreds of thousands of troops, Molanque will surely be held accountable, if the next attack fails again, he can't bear this responsibility, and we can't afford it.

The first failure was just a test, and by the time both points were reached, there was not much damage.

But after Mordecai led the team, he lost more than 300,000 troops directly, which is not a small number, and it won't stop asking.

Then World War III seemed particularly important, and Demonic Memory Tremors dared not adventure.

As for the Lei Zheng family, he really can't believe it.

Lei Zhenghong Fanguo really went to find Molen Ke. Compared to careful Molen Ke, Molen Ke is much more enthusiastic. At the very least, the other party has the opportunity to sit down, and can sit flat with Molen Ke, rather than like a reporting subordinate.

After hearing what Lei Zhenghong Fang said, Molanque asked: Is your news true?

Lei Zhenghong said, "Do you think the news that the Lei Zheng family has uncovered can be false?

After a slight indulgence, he said, "If there are only half a million armies, it's a good solution, I don't know if there will be any accidents.

Ray Zhenghong said: There may be an accident, so you need to be prepared in advance.

Later, Lei Zhenghong said his terms. Molanque agreed without hesitation. A Tianwu world in the district was nothing. They had no other demonic race. There were too many worlds to be beaten here. Even if it was a purple world, he had the right to send them out.

This was reached. Lei Zhenghong resigned and held his fist before leaving, saying: Then I will wait for your good news.

Don't worry, this time Zijuan will definitely die!

Knowing the exact information of the Purple World, Morax is absolutely confident in killing Purple.

After sending Lei Zhenghong Fang away, Molanque returned to his residence and said: this time I need to summon a million armies, no, 11 million armies, half a step of Holy Pride takes 30. This time, the purple net must be punched out.

This requirement is already somewhat excessive, as it is not far from the original requirement of M.R.I., except after a massive casualty, the Demon clan had to compromise unless the post of M.R.K. was again removed.

Prior to this, the Holy Father asked for the advice of the Magic Fist and asked him if he was willing to lead the team. He was rejected by the Magic Fist, even with 1.1 million troops, who were reluctant to attack the purple world.

Both Magic and Magic Monozo regret it, but also support the practice of Magic Fibrillation.

Now, if you take over here, that's definitely offensive to Molen Kraft, after all, that's the amount they're proposing.

Gathering more than a million troops will also take some time for the Demons, so wait slowly.

In the meantime, Mordecai also did not give up any further information about Tianwu World, during which the Lei Zheng family sent new information every day.

With their cooperation, many people guessed that the third battle would inevitably be bigger, and some of them began to withdraw, and even many of them were fighters who came here to fight.

In a very short time, the Lei Zheng family cooperated with the fabrication of the rumours, causing the people of Tianwu Continent to panic, popularity once again passed away, and nine of the ten shops closed their doors.

The entire world of Heavenly Martial Arts is already a sign of decay.

It took thousands of years to flourish, but it took only a few short years to fail.

A month later, after the millions of armies had been assembled, the half-step holy prince needed by Molex had also been summoned.

He walked forward with his army and met again with the Monster Tremor, who asked: Do you need our help?

Monroe laughed with disdain, save it for your little man.

Finished, he proudly left.

Looking at the distant backs of those people, Morty asked: How was the victory this time?

The memories shook the head.

Morty was surprised to say, "Is this all good?"

unclear.