Chapter 839 Reunion with Keiko
"thump!"
"thump!"
"thump!"
"thump!"
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When the Eighth General and a group of White Turban soldiers were still a hundred meters away from Wang Zhu, they all half-kneeled on the ground, and the ground shook "rumbling" for a while, as if the sky was about to collapse.
Looking at the Eighth General who was half kneeling on the ground, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Wang Zhu's mouth. Even if the Eighth General was kneeling on the ground, it was more than ten meters high, and it crowded the whole street, which was incomparably astonishing.
At this moment, Wang Chu finally understood why the city had become more majestic and magnificent. The reason was very simple. If it was the way it was before, the Eighth General and a group of White Scarf Army soldiers at the ghost king level would have no way to live here.
At the same time, Wang Zhu remembered the ghost town that he and Xu Xianxian arrived last time.
That city is more majestic than the White Turban Army City, and obviously, the owner of that city is also bigger than the Eighth General.
Wang Chu found that the strength of this hell space seems to be directly related to the size, the stronger the existence, the bigger its size.
I don't know what will happen to the evil demon kings and demon kings here when they arrive on the human-inhabited earth?
Among the many books on the earth, there are many stories about hell opening the gate of space. It seems that those stories are not lost for nothing.
With the strength of the demon kings and demon kings in the regional space, once they really run into the human world, it will definitely be a devastating disaster. Just the huge physique of the ghost king and the demon king can destroy everything on the earth. Once they are bound by the space of hell, their strength is likely to double. At least, they will have the ability to fly...
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When Wang Chou was thinking wildly, he was surrounded by a group of eight generals to the Demon King's Palace.
The Demon King's Temple is newly built, and it has exactly the same style as the Dark Temple in a different space, the only difference is that it is several times larger than the temple in a different space.
In the Demon King's Palace, like the Dark Temple in a different space, there is a statue of Wang Zhu.
"Where's Zhao Yong, General Zhao?" Everyone chatted for a while, but Wang Zhu didn't see Zhao Yong.
asked casually.
"He went out to fight."
"War?" Wang Zhu was taken aback.
"Because the tax reduction and exemption implemented by our city caused dissatisfaction among several nearby ghost towns. They joined forces to attack us, but were killed by us. Passed over..." The voice of the eight generals was like a bell, and the momentum was extraordinary.
"Where do you want to kill?" Wang Zhu asked with interest.
"I don't know, this region is very large, and there are countless ghost towns. Everyone has their own divisions of power. Moreover, every dozens of ghost towns will have a palace of a devil king, in which lives a huge devil king... ...Hey, it's the Demon King we killed last time..."
"What happens after you kill the Demon King?"
"We don't know either. Anyway, everyone is free and free. Let's occupy the surrounding ghost cities first. Those ghost kings who are willing to submit will be kept, and those who are not willing to submit will be eaten directly." teeth, creepy.
"Nice job!" Wang Zhu applauded.
"Sir, we have now occupied more than 70 cities. There are more than 70 ghost kings belonging to our White Turban Army alone. There are more than 20 ghost kings who have surrendered. There are 230,000 demons who are willing to serve us. , we will soon be close to another temple of the devil king. As long as we kill the devil king and eat his flesh and blood, by then, it is estimated that there will be more than 200 white scarves who can advance to the ghost king. Zhao Yong and several generals are very Like me, I might advance to Demon King..."
"Hahahahahaha, two hundred ghost kings, two demon kings, hundreds of thousands of demons, this kind of power can almost sweep the hell space." Wang Zhu laughed loudly.
"Yes, at present, there are already 500 White Turbans assembled, and they are giving priority to devouring the human souls of tax revenue. When hunting and killing ghost kings who are unwilling to surrender, they will also give priority to devouring them. If you kill another demon king, Our strength will be even more astonishing...Basically, some ghost towns are completely vulnerable to us..." The Eighth General grinned.
"It's no wonder that you can withstand a single blow. You have hundreds of ghost kings, how can one ghost king be as good as you all!" Wang Zhu laughed.
"Hehe, it's all thanks to Mr. Wang's blessing." Although the eighth general looked down at the tiny Wang Zhu, he remained respectful and respectful from the beginning to the end, and he did not get carried away because he knew very well that everything he had was brought by Wang Zhu. of.
"It's easy to talk about. By the way, your appearance has broken the balance of the geographical space. I guess there will be some powerful characters appearing. When you expand your territory, don't be too hasty. It is best to be steady and steady. Once you encounter danger , let those surrendered ghost kings and demons be cannon fodder, and don't let the white scarf soldiers take risks." Wang Zhu said with a sinister smile.
"Don't worry, sir, we have already made preparations. This time General Zhao will go on an expedition. Thirty ghost kings will gather around him. If something goes wrong, he will run away. There is no problem in saving his life."
"Okay, that's how it should be. This hell space can be said to be a concentration camp for bad people. Good people generally don't come here. Kill whoever needs to be killed. Don't be soft-hearted and indecisive." Wang Zhu smiled wretchedly.
"Yeah, my subordinates understand." The eighth general looked at Wang Zhu's wretched smile, and felt an indescribable intimacy, as if he had returned to the years when he fought side by side with Wang Zhu in a different space.
"General..." Just as the two of them were chatting enthusiastically, suddenly, a ghost king of the White Scarf Army stood at the door and shouted.
"What's the matter?" The Eighth General was very dissatisfied with being disturbed, with a hint of displeasure on his face.
"Say." Wang Zhu waved his hand.
"A demon paid tribute to a woman. When the woman saw the sculpture in the city, she said she knew her husband. However, back then, our White Turban Army had no opposite sex... Because the matter is important, so the subordinates came to report."
"Women... Strange, there are women who know me in this different space, bring them here to see." Wang Zhu couldn't help being a little curious.
"Yes, sir."
The White Turban Ghost King strode away immediately.
After a while, under the leadership of the ghost king of the white scarf army, several demons grabbed a ragged woman and walked in.
The woman was in her twenties, and her clothes were torn into strips, revealing her snow-white skin.
Unlike the ferocious expressions of other women in this region, this woman's facial features are the same as those of ordinary humans, and she looks very sweet.
Under the pull of a group of demons, the woman's haggard face showed fear and panic, and her body trembled.
"Brother Stupid!" When the woman walked into the temple, she immediately saw Wang Zhu entrenched above the temple, with her mouth wide open, she looked at Wang Zhu in astonishment.
Suddenly, Wang Zhu, who was sitting at the head of the temple, stood up abruptly and looked at the woman blankly.
"Brother Stupid, is that you?" The woman was already in tears, struggling her body, trying to rush to Wang Zhu, but was grabbed by several demons.
"Keiko!"
Wang Zhu's body trembled violently.
"It's me, it's me." Keiko cried.
"what……"
Wang Zhu suddenly let out a long cry, his hair stood up like steel needles, his arms shook, and his murderous aura rushed towards the demon beside Keiko like a hurricane.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
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The demon beside Huizi was sent flying tens of meters by Wang Zhu's murderous aura, and fell heavily outside the gate of the temple. The surrounding white scarf soldiers retreated one after another, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing their skin, and everyone's backs were chilled with fright.
The White Turban Army seldom saw Wang Zhu get angry, even when he attacked the city of God, Wang Zhu had never been so angry.
"my princess!"
Wang Chuhu's eyes were filled with tears, and he walked towards Keiko step by step.
"Brother Stupid, is it really you?" Keiko's delicate body was also trembling, and she was so excited that she couldn't cry.
"It's me! It's me!"
Finally, Wang Zhu walked up to Keiko, and gently hugged Keiko's trembling body in his arms, tears streaming down his face.
"Stupid brother, am I dreaming?" Keiko asked timidly.
"You're not dreaming!" Wang Zhu replied affirmatively.
"Stupid brother, I thought I couldn't see you anymore." Keiko's tears flowed uncontrollably.
"You suffer...you suffer..."
Looking at Keiko's ragged clothes and the bruises and scars from abuse, Wang Chu felt his heart was being stabbed by needles, with bursts of severe pain.
Wang Chu can imagine that Keiko must have been tortured both mentally and physically in this geographical space.
Wang Zhu's heart was bleeding.
"Stupid brother... stupid brother..."
Huizi, who was in a trance, finally believed that it was Wang Zhu, and suddenly threw himself on Wang Zhu, crying loudly, tears like a gate that had been released.
"what……"
Wang Zhu suddenly let out a long and earth-shattering howl, and the towering temple was crumbling.
"I, Wang Zhu, swear that one day, I, Wang Zhu, will command thousands of troops to flatten the heavens, without leaving a blade of grass! Not a blade of grass will be left!"
Wang Zhu's voice of grief and anger passed through the temple, straight into the void of the hell space, and echoed in the dark universe for a long time.
The entire White Turban Army City heard Wang Zhu's roar, whether they were humans or demons, each and every one of them had expressions of horror, because they felt an overwhelming murderous aura, and that murderous aura seemed to destroy the entire hell. The space is reduced to ashes.
No one understood Wang Zhu's anger.
Wang Chu didn't expect that what he was worried about actually happened.
If the Eighth General and thousands of White Turbans were sent to the hell space, Wang Zhu still felt that he could convince himself. After all, all the White Turbans were soldiers with blood on their hands.
But Wang Chu couldn't believe that Keiko, who had no power to restrain a chicken and devoted his whole life to charity, would be sent to this hell space where the weak and the strong cannibalize the devil.
Even a fool would know what a kind and weak woman like Keiko would encounter in the hell dimension.
Wang Chu couldn't forgive the administrator of heaven.
Wang Zhu was originally a carefree person, and he had almost no bottom line. Before he crossed the 60 days, he did not know how many grievances he had endured, and he also endured it with a smile.
However, the fact that there is almost no bottom line does not mean that there is no bottom line. No one can cross Wang Zhu's bottom line. Once crossed, it will be a situation of death.
Wang Zhu never imagined that the heaven longed for by humans on earth would be so despicable, and this despicable method has far exceeded Wang Zhu's bottom line.
Wang Chu was completely enraged...
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