Tong Anan was knocked away by the Snake King and found something was wrong!

The strength of the Snake King is between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Peak of the Golden Dan Realm. If Wang Ke is a boss in the Nascent Soul Realm, he will not be able to escape in a hurry. This hastily escape means that Wang Ke was lying before?

He is not a big shot in the Nascent Soul Realm? He is even more unlikely to be a gold medal undercover agent?

"Is what Zhu Yan said true? I was deceived by Wang Ke?" Tong Anan glared at him and said in surprise.

Looking back on Zhu Yan's description, Tong An'an's face became increasingly ugly. It was fake, it was fake!

"Bastard!" Tong Anan looked at Wang Ke's escape fiercely.

"Southern Gambling Saint, come here for me!" Tong Anan shouted.

The Snake King had already chased after him. Tong Anan stopped his confidant.

"It seems wrong to be the master of the altar. Brother Wang is probably fake!"

"Original Master, what Zhu Yan said may be true?"

"What should I do now by the Lord?"

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There is no need to tell everyone, everyone analyzed it and was cheated, everyone was cheated!

"You all discovered it, I explained that we all have been deceived. In this way, the Demon Lord is not on Shenlong Island!" Tong An'an narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, and Wang Ke has deceived us countless property and even kept public funds!" another evil demon said.

"If we don't recover those money, we will all be in trouble! Moreover, Zhu Hongyi is also investigating the murder of the Holy Son. If we don't cover it up earlier, we may...!" Tong Anan said in a deep voice.

"Original Master, what do you mean..." Everyone looked at Tong Anan.

"Falling in troubled waters!" A murderous aura flashed in Tong An'an's eyes.

"Falling in troubled waters?" Everyone paused.

"Southern Gambling Saint, all of you are all in the Golden Dan Realm, fight quickly! Take advantage of the chaos and kill Wang Ke and the Holy Son..." Tong Anan made a beheading action.

The faces of the demons changed.

"After reaching this level, what room for retreat? Once Wang Ke dies, we can find all the 'stolen goods' on him, and then we can splash all the dirty water on him!" Tong An'an glared.

"Yes!" Nan Gambling Saint responded.

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The eight major golden elixir realms were quietly mixed in the team, quietly masking. When Zhu Hongyi and Nie Qingqing were fighting with the Snake King, they happened to see Wang Ke and the Holy Son stood together and took action without hesitation.

There are many disciples of the Demon Cult around watching, fast, faster, faster.

But, in the eight major Jindan realms, I didn’t expect that Wang Ke would blow up eight flying swords. But even so, enduring the explosion, the eight people also punched Wang Ke in the front at the same time.

The eight people thought that they would kill Wang Ke with one punch, and then they would add a punch to the Holy Son and kill the Holy Son. After the hit, they would run away.

But, the eight golden elixirs hit Wang Ke with one punch, and something strange happened again.

Wang Ke, is it okay?

He is fine? Why?

Didn’t Zhu Yan say, does Wang Ke have magic weapons to protect his body? Why don’t we feel magic weapons in our fists? Will Wang Ke be fine when he fists reach the flesh?

"Are we trapped?" A man in black changed his face.

"Bang!"

Wang Ke's body surface was filled with a stream of air again, as if his cultivation had broken through. All the eight golden elixir realms were suffocated.

"It's fake. We've fallen into the trap. Wang Ke is still a big boss in the Nascent Soul Realm?"

"Why is the King of Gold Undercover?"

"Zhu Yan lied to us?"

"It's over!"

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The eight people's inner activities were extremely violent, and the abnormality in a moment made the eight people look panic.

And Wang Ke also showed despair.

"No~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

It’s burned, it’s burned, and the true energy in my body is burning. I’m going to cremate!

Wang Ke was heartbroken. Is this done?

Wang Ke's sad roar made the eight golden elixirs change their faces. What's going on? Isn't Wang okay? What's the purpose of shouting so desperately? We should be shouting!

"The situation is wrong, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!" The eight golden elixirs changed their faces and shouted.

Although I don’t know why Wang Ke was so sad, other disciples of the Demon Sect around him surrounded him. This operation failed and he would not retreat now, so he would be waiting to die?

withdraw?

Wang Ke was full of fire at this moment. Wang Ke was in tears: "The Great Sun Immortal Sword, you are putting out the fire, I am going to cremate, help me!"

The Great Sun Immortal Divine Sword remained motionless, as if sitting and watching Wang Ke cremation.

"Go to your mother's magic sword, go to your mother's magical skills, get out, get out..." Wang Ke quickly urged his true energy out of his body in despair.

The turbid true qi is burning in the body. Do you still dare to keep it? Go out all of it!

The turbid true qi is not lit with a match this time, because the turbid true qi has completely turned black, and the black burns itself, just like oil burns, which scares Wang Ke and vomits.

How can the true qi in the body be discharged from the body the fastest? Of course, it is sprayed out of the mouth the fastest!

"roar!"

Just saw Wang Ke open his mouth, spit out fierce flames, and rushed straight to the eight golden elixirs that were about to escape in front of him.

"What?" the eight golden elixirs exclaimed.

Just saw that Wang Ke was like a laser cannon on his mouth, and the scorching light surging in.

"Boom~~~~~~!"

He spitted out flames, and countless disciples of the Demon Sect widened their eyes.

"What kind of big move is Brother Wang? Such an exaggerated one?"

"Flame spell?"

"But, I've never seen a flame spell in my mouth!"

"Brother Wang who can spit fire?"

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With a burst of exclamations around, Wang Ke ejected turbid true energy, which instantly enveloped eight masked people. The eight masked people turned around and ran away, but the turbid true energy entangled the eight people, allowing them to run anywhere they ran, and they were surrounded by flames.

This turbid true qi is extremely resistant to burning and will never be destroyed for a long time. More importantly, the qi cannot be prevented, and the slap is still undestructed.

"What kind of flame? Why can't it be destroyed!" the eight masked men screamed.

The raging fire wrapped around eight people. In a blink of an eye, all the clothes on these eight people were burned out.

"Is it the Southern Gambling Saint? They? Why did they kill the Shengzi and Brother Wang?"

"Come on, catch it!"

"No matter who they are, it is a death sentence to kill the Holy Son. Don't run away!"

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Countless disciples of the Demon Sect rushed towards these eight masked men.

"No, why can't this fire be put out? Why?" the eight masked men screamed in horror.

The eight people were burned by the fire and their flesh was blooming. A big river jumped into it in the distance, trying to lurk and escape, but the fire was strangely burned in the water.

Escape? If there is no fire, this chaotic Shenlong Island will be lost in just one place.

But now, I am full of fire and even a blind man will not lose it.

What's wrong with the Jindan realm? A large number of flying swords rushed over, and the eight masked men were immediately hit by an unprecedented blow.
To be continued...