Eleven wearing golden armor could tear the sky with one punch, kicked the stars away, overturned his base camp, and pulled him out, crawling out and crawling before the burning throne that had been burning with fire...

It seems now.

Is this the reincarnation of one of them?

But something is wrong.

Lao Mo's expression flashed. Although the energy in Tony's body was the same as the eleven warriors he had seen who were comparable to the superior gods, it was still essentially different.

Tony stood in front of Lao Mo, and Lao Mo could even see a golden bull with golden horns behind Tony...

Newly cultivated?

Lao Mo thought about it and then looked at Mark, as if asking this question.

Mark could only shruggle and smile.

He knows a ghost.

Mark only knows that he has the twelve palaces of Golden Saints, but the specific reason for the description?

Let's say so.

If Jiu Mei was not missing, this was just a matter of one sentence.

But now?

Another unsolved mystery that requires waiting until the memory is fully recovered before it can get a perfect answer.

Lao Mo was not worried about this issue either.

He was just determining what attitude he needed to treat Tony.

After all, ordinary people have the same attitude.

Extraordinary life is another attitude.

As for the Golden Saint who brought him blood and tears, that was another completely different attitude.

Therefore.

After determining the attitude towards Tony, Lao Mo spread his hands and said, "I have more than thirty high-level demons wandering outside here. I need to make sure they will not swallow the prince of the Divine Court who has fallen here in one breath."

What if the demons let the prince who has become a mortal in one breath?

No need to think about it.

The earth may not explode.

But he, the great cliff of the Hell King, would be given as a scapegoat to the Nordic Court to vent his anger.

Although Gu Yi would definitely not die, there is no doubt that a long and long torture will be a pity.

Tony could only look at Mark.

Mark shrugged and said lightly: "He is escorting the Nordic barbarian we just saw."

Mephisto's face was a little unhappy.

Although it can be understood so much, it is definitely not possible to reveal it so bluntly.

But considering Mark who said this, Lao Mo chose to break the topic: "Have you seen your brother-in-law?"

"puff--"

“…”

Tony hurriedly wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at Mark with the big news.

brother in law?

What's going on?

Mark smiled and looked at Mephisto directly with a look of the dead.

Could it be that this guy has been floating around for so many years?

Mephisto only felt a cool breeze blowing through his neck, and he thought of his good son Wu Xinmo who was beheaded and ran back to hell and cried in front of him.

Lao Mo couldn't help but smile embarrassedly as he thought about it.

what to do?

The guys who have always been thinking of the Lord of the Underworld have no good ending. Lao Mo is the only one who was released after being tortured for hundreds of years.

But compared to the previous and later generations?

Even so, Lao Mo was still looked up at by the extraordinary gods in the Endless Star Realm. He was the only hell king who fell into the hands of the Lord of the Underworld and finally left alive.

But now?

Will a miracle happen again?

Lao Mo looked at Mark's increasingly dangerous gaze, and his heart couldn't help but think of it.

fine.

Just then.

Bo!

A wisp of Mars suddenly jumped in a rural bar.

Lao Mo's eyes were filled with tears.

Relatives are here.
Chapter completed!