More than twenty war emperor-level powerful men joined forces, let alone the Prison God is just the nine-star war emperor.
Even if he is the War Lord, he will probably have to lose half of his life in this battle.
"I received the news that the God of Prison is still in the Temple of Wealth."
The God of Death answered a call and said, "The God of Prison wants to exchange the vault of the Temple of Wealth and Queen Victoria into digital currency."
"Before he hasn't left the Temple of Wealth."
"We'd better set out now, go to the Temple of Wealth, and kill him."
"Well, that's a good idea!"
The Demon God Yama nodded and said, "It is better to treat the God of Wealth as a battlefield than to let the God of Prison come to you."
"Let's go, this time, I hope you don't hide your strength anymore!"
Yamamotojiro, the old fox, told others not to hide their strength.
In fact, he himself hides his strength.
The Demon Temple has far more than two War Emperor-level powerhouses.
All the strong people come out in the six temples.
They headed straight to the Temple of Wealth at the fastest speed.
And on the battlefield abroad, a hidden place.
The God of Wealth, Tang Sanguo, who lost his right arm, fled in panic after more than ten minutes.
Finally escaped here.
It's sure no one follows you.
Tang Sanguo used a key to open a mysterious door.
He stumbled in again.
This is the secret stronghold of the God of Wealth outside the Temple of God of Wealth.
The mysterious door just opened.
Inside, a few people immediately came up.
Seeing the embarrassing look of the God of Wealth, everyone's faces changed drastically.
"Sir God of Wealth, why are you injured?"
"Hurry up, call the doctor over." The God of Wealth gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
Escape all the way.
Tang Sanguo was worried that he would be tracked here by Li Chuchen.
He was halfway.
So he used gunpowder to ignite it, burning the flesh and blood of the wound to charred.
This kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people.
Even if he is as powerful as him, Tang Sanguo has several times and almost fainted from pain.
The doctor gave Tang Sanguo a local anesthesia injection, and the pain disappeared quickly.
After recovering, Tang Sanguo finally felt the mood to take out his cell phone.
Call the Demon God Yama.
Tang Sanguo made this call, originally trying to get angry at Yamamoto.
But after the phone is connected.
Tang Sanguo had not had time to speak.
Yamamotojiro said first: "God of Wealth, I just received the news that the God of Prison killed you and seriously injured you."
"Damn, this Prison God is so arrogant!"
"But don't worry, I have joined forces with the Evil God and others to gather more than twenty War Emperor-level powerful men and are on the way to the God of Wealth Temple."
"God of Wealth, I will avenge your great revenge."
"Twenty or more War Emperor-level powerhouses?" Tang Sanguo said in surprise, "Demon God, you can do it!"
"Since you have all brought out your foundation, I will do my part in the Temple of Wealth."
"I will send four more War Emperor-level powerhouses to gather your team to thirty War Emperor-level powerhouses!"
Thirty War Emperor-level powerhouses.
Now, Yamamotoshiro is more confident that he can kill Li Chuchen.
Just as they all came to the Temple of Wealth and gathered over.
The gate of the Temple of Wealth.
A transport aircraft loaded with precious metals has taken off slowly.
"Prison God, please take care of yourself!"
Victoria watched the transport plane take off and leave, and returned to the vertical take-off and landing fighter she was on.
As soon as she left, Li Chuchen received a call from Bai Ze.
"Sir, it's not good!" This chapter has been completed!