(This is a deranged chapter, please wait for an hour, correct it after an hour, and I will give a few hundred words to show reparation)

"I am the Hall of the Seven Kings of the Demon Hell, please give me advice."

Just as the voice of the Four Kings Hall fell, a gloomy voice sounded again, and immediately, a black shadow, like ink splashed on the painting, slowly emerged from the crack in the space.

The black shadow raised his head slightly, and a face covered with magic patterns appeared, and then he grinned, his white teeth filled with an eerie feeling.

"The two Demon Hell King Palaces, as well as the two Demon Kings, plus the twelve Demon Generals, are really a big deal!"

Speaking coldly, Moro's complexion suddenly darkened, and his body tensed up a little.

Based on his knowledge of alien demons over the years, the remaining alien demons in this heaven and earth have long been gathered into a strange and huge alien demon organization, called Demon Hell. And in the Demon Prison, the strongest group of Demon Kings is named after the palace of the king.

There are ten kings in the palace, and it is said that the weakest ten kings are comparable to the peak powerhouses who have survived the two reincarnation tribulations, and at the moment, the so-called Seven Kings Hall and the Four Kings Palace, I am afraid that their strength is already at the peak of the triple reincarnation tribulation, and it is not too far from the so-called ancestral realm, and they are probably not much weaker than the ancient eight masters.

However, thinking of the Ancient Eight Masters, the worry in Moro's heart lightened a lot. After all, four of the Eight Ancient Masters were on the Flame God Island, not to mention His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!

(This is a deranged chapter, please wait for an hour, correct it after an hour, and I will give a few hundred words to show reparation)

"I am the Hall of the Seven Kings of the Demon Hell, please give me advice."

Just as the voice of the Four Kings Hall fell, a gloomy voice sounded again, and immediately, a black shadow, like ink splashed on the painting, slowly emerged from the crack in the space.

The black shadow raised his head slightly, and a face covered with magic patterns appeared, and then he grinned, his white teeth filled with an eerie feeling.

"The two Demon Hell King Palaces, as well as the two Demon Kings, plus the twelve Demon Generals, are really a big deal!"

Speaking coldly, Moro's complexion suddenly darkened, and his body tensed up a little.

Based on his knowledge of alien demons over the years, the remaining alien demons in this heaven and earth have long been gathered into a strange and huge alien demon organization, called Demon Hell. And in the Demon Prison, the strongest group of Demon Kings is named after the palace of the king.

There are ten kings in the palace, and it is said that the weakest ten kings are comparable to the peak powerhouses who have survived the two reincarnation tribulations, and at the moment, the so-called Seven Kings Hall and the Four Kings Palace, I am afraid that their strength is already at the peak of the triple reincarnation tribulation, and it is not too far from the so-called ancestral realm, and they are probably not much weaker than the ancient eight masters.

However, thinking of the Ancient Eight Masters, the worry in Moro's heart lightened a lot. After all, four of the Eight Ancient Masters were on the Flame God Island, not to mention His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!

(This is a deranged chapter, please wait for an hour, correct it after an hour, and I will give a few hundred words to show reparation)

"I am the Hall of the Seven Kings of the Demon Hell, please give me advice."

Just as the voice of the Four Kings Hall fell, a gloomy voice sounded again, and immediately, a black shadow, like ink splashed on the painting, slowly emerged from the crack in the space.

The black shadow raised his head slightly, and a face covered with magic patterns appeared, and then he grinned, his white teeth filled with an eerie feeling.

"The two Demon Hell King Palaces, as well as the two Demon Kings, plus the twelve Demon Generals, are really a big deal!"

Speaking coldly, Moro's complexion suddenly darkened, and his body tensed up a little.

Based on his knowledge of alien demons over the years, the remaining alien demons in this heaven and earth have long been gathered into a strange and huge alien demon organization, called Demon Hell. And in the Demon Prison, the strongest group of Demon Kings is named after the palace of the king.

There are ten kings in the palace, and it is said that the weakest ten kings are comparable to the peak powerhouses who have survived the two reincarnation tribulations, and at the moment, the so-called Seven Kings Hall and the Four Kings Palace, I am afraid that their strength is already at the peak of the triple reincarnation tribulation, and it is not too far from the so-called ancestral realm, and they are probably not much weaker than the ancient eight masters.

However, thinking of the Ancient Eight Masters, the worry in Moro's heart lightened a lot. After all, four of the Eight Ancient Masters were on the Flame God Island, not to mention His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!

(This is a deranged chapter, please wait for an hour, correct it after an hour, and I will give a few hundred words to show reparation)

"I am the Hall of the Seven Kings of the Demon Hell, please give me advice."

Just as the voice of the Four Kings Hall fell, a gloomy voice sounded again, and immediately, a black shadow, like ink splashed on the painting, slowly emerged from the crack in the space.

The black shadow raised his head slightly, and a face covered with magic patterns appeared, and then he grinned, his white teeth filled with an eerie feeling.

"The two Demon Hell King Palaces, as well as the two Demon Kings, plus the twelve Demon Generals, are really a big deal!"

Speaking coldly, Moro's complexion suddenly darkened, and his body tensed up a little.

Based on his knowledge of alien demons over the years, the remaining alien demons in this heaven and earth have long been gathered into a strange and huge alien demon organization, called Demon Hell. And in the Demon Prison, the strongest group of Demon Kings is named after the palace of the king.

There are ten kings in the palace, and it is said that the weakest ten kings are comparable to the peak powerhouses who have survived the two reincarnation tribulations, and at the moment, the so-called Seven Kings Hall and the Four Kings Palace, I am afraid that their strength is already at the peak of the triple reincarnation tribulation, and it is not too far from the so-called ancestral realm, and they are probably not much weaker than the ancient eight masters.

However, thinking of the Ancient Eight Masters, the worry in Moro's heart lightened a lot. After all, four of the Eight Ancient Masters were on the Flame God Island, not to mention His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!

(This is a deranged chapter, please wait for an hour, correct it after an hour, and I will give a few hundred words to show reparation)

"I am the Hall of the Seven Kings of the Demon Hell, please give me advice."

Just as the voice of the Four Kings Hall fell, a gloomy voice sounded again, and immediately, a black shadow, like ink splashed on the painting, slowly emerged from the crack in the space.

The black shadow raised his head slightly, and a face covered with magic patterns appeared, and then he grinned, his white teeth filled with an eerie feeling.

"The two Demon Hell King Palaces, as well as the two Demon Kings, plus the twelve Demon Generals, are really a big deal!"

Speaking coldly, Moro's face suddenly darkened, and his body was a little.

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