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Chapter 3879: Hell Messenger

Although Han Sanqian from the Shiwu clan did not have a deep contact, judging from his narrow-mindedness towards his own small revenge, these guys are definitely not kind-hearted people, and they are even more unlikely to bend down at will to others.

But now, they are forced to send troops, and there are still large numbers of troops, so there is only one possibility.

The Seventh Princess helped her was found out by others, and then others used this to suppress the troops.

The ending is also quite interesting, and the patriarch of the Yawu clan agreed.

What does this mean? This mysterious unit is absolutely impossible to be worse than the people of the Yashu clan. Otherwise, the patriarch of the Yashu clan would never be able to submit.

Therefore, according to this logic, Fu Mei's words are not alarmist.

On the contrary, what she said was extremely accurate, and this matter was very scary!

"I have a speculation, I wonder if you want to hear it." Fu Mei said.

Han Sanqian frowned slightly: "Tell me."

"Behind Ye Shijun there is a new big net. I don't know who this big net is. What I know is that it suddenly rises and quickly occupy a large part of the power of the demon clan."

"And some of these forces, even the old forces of the demon clan, such as the Three Palaces and Four Halls."

"I mean, who can make these old forces surrender suddenly without bloodshed?"

As soon as Fu Mei finished speaking, a man slowly walked out: "If you guessed correctly, they should be the messengers of hell."

"The Messenger of Hell?" Han Sanqian frowned.

Over there, Fu Mei and a group of people also looked at her.

The master of the Hundred Demon Palace in the Three Palaces and Four Palaces, Love Girl.

At the scene, I'm afraid there is no one who knows the situation better than her.

She is an old demon force and has indeed been helping Zhu Yanshuo.

"The demon clan has a strong prey on the weak and cruelty. This is a solid rule, but because the demon clan has always been headless, everyone can only abide by this rule."

"But the demon race has not always been like this. Otherwise, where would the strength come from to engage in the war between gods and demons that took place in Xuanyuan World with the people of the Central Plains?"

"What do you mean is that your devil is resurrected?" Su Yingxia heard some of the hints.

"The Hell Messenger is a mysterious force that the demon clan has existed since no one knows their origin, and no one knows how powerful they are."

"What we can know is that messengers are often born with the birth of the Demon King. They are born to serve the Demon King only, and they also pass away with the passing of the Demon King."

"Actually, Mo Beitian and I were just seeing the Hell Envoy, and I thought that with the arrival of the Demon King, although the Demons usually fight, they respected the Demon King extremely. Therefore, once the Demon King is reborn, I cannot guarantee other forces, but the Three Palaces and Four Halls will inevitably follow."

"But, at that time, Mo Beitian and I thought the Demon King... were you." After saying that, Qing Ji was a little embarrassed.

When they joined the Luocheng, they were actually excited. After all, Mo Beitian realized that Han Sanqian was the new demon god in the Demon Dragon Land. Soon after this time, they met the Hell Envoy again. Naturally, one more way between the two, they even realized what they had thought at the time.

"Now, they have the Hell Envoy to join, and almost all the three palaces and four palaces are under their command. The Pei family can figure it out if they have some concerns."

"I heard that the Hell Messenger is very powerful, and is related to the power of the Demon King, so he will live forever."

"If such a team has 150,000 people, it will be enough to sweep any big city, let alone dealing with it, we should fall into the city, and there will be the Yashu clan joining."

"Then we will die this time?"

A group of managers were shocked when they heard this.

Han Sanqian frowned and said nothing. In this way, Ming Yu's preparation this time was really accurate, even much more appropriate than he had imagined.

"It's really you, Mingyu." Han Sanqian said coldly.
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