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Chapter 708 Meeting the Demon King

Outside Gutian Peak, the huge silver wolf stood in the void. Facing the purple flames that were as high as tens of thousands of degrees, it was not afraid of fire.

Augustine, wearing a silver robe, stood on the tip of her nose, staring at Hei Mingba who walked out of the Purple Flame Demon Palace and Yan Senxu who was following Hei Mingba.

"Haha, Augustine, why are you here for me if you are not in your own territory?" Hei Mingba laughed, not taking Augustine in front of him seriously at all.

Although everyone is a demon king, there is also a gap in strength between the demon kings. When Augustine became the demon king, the Black Underworld had been a demon king for thousands of years. Augustine naturally considered a junior in front of him.

"Old man Hei Ming, your little daughter killed my son. How should we calculate the debt?" He soon turned his eyes back to Hei Ming Ba again, and Augustine said coldly.

"Oh? Kill your son?" Hei Mingba was stunned at first, but then he showed an interesting smile. "You have so many sons, what's the matter if you die a few?"

"You..." Augustine was angry. What does it mean to have so many sons? What does it matter if he dies? It's true. Because of his fraternity, he has more sons. If the other sons really died, he wouldn't be so angry. But the one who was killed was his favorite Wagangs. He is the most likely person among the werewolf tribe who is promoted to the devil. Now he is killed. How can he not be angry?

"What am I? Isn't that the case?" Hei Mingba smiled faintly, but he had no intention of asking Augustine to sit in his palace.

This guy died of his son. It was just when he was angry. Although he was not afraid of him, if he started fighting and broke the decorations of his palace, who could he pay for the loss?

"She killed Wagangs, Black Ming Ba, that's my favorite son!" Augustine almost roared out with gritted teeth.

"Oh? It turned out to be him. It's a pity. It's a pity. It's said that the essence and blood of a wolf god are sealed in his body. As long as his strength reaches the ninth level, he can successfully unseal the seal and become promoted to the realm of the Demon King. Now he is dead like this. It's a pity, but he almost caused my daughter to die last time. Isn't it a karma to kill my daughter now?" Hei Mingba smiled faintly.

"You..." When I heard the previous few words from Black Ming Ba, Augustine's anger had been extinguished a lot. Although it was his own son, he would never start a full-scale war with the Zi Yan clan for a son. As long as Black Ming Ba admits his mistake and then compensates him with a huge resource, this is nothing, but Black Ming Ba's last words completely angered him.

"By the way, my eldest daughter has been practicing on Gutian Peak, and my younger daughter has been traveling abroad. Now she should be in the Prairie of Panblas. I don't understand why she would go to your werewolf tribe to kill your son?" Before Augustine could vent her anger, Black Nether Ba said again.

"Hmph, my son is patrolling the Tianjie Forest for me. I was caught in the ambush of your little daughter and was finally killed by your daughter!" Augustine continued to snort coldly.

"Oh? Do you send experts to protect your son when he is out for inspection? Although that little guy Wagangs is quite talented and has obtained the essence and blood of the Wolf God, he is just a demon king of the sixth level? Are you so worried that he will go to inspect alone?" A faint smile appeared on Hei Mingba's face.

"Hmph, who said I didn't send a master? I even sent Elon around me out!" Augustine continued to snort coldly.

"Elon is a real ninth-grade demon king. Do you think my little daughter has the strength to kill a ninth-grade demon king and then get rid of your son?" Hei Mingba smiled faintly.

"This..." Augustine was speechless for a moment. Among the eight royal families, the younger generation of masters who can reach the sixth grade have already had considerable talents. Occasionally, there are a few who reach the seventh grade, and they are even geniuses among geniuses. Perhaps except for the Shura clan or the Demon Dragon clan, other royal families should not be able to have young masters above the ninth grade, and then Hei Ming Shixuan is absolutely impossible.

This is where he was confused, but he clearly saw that Hei Ming Shixuan took action to kill Wagangs. The information sent back from the imprint was absolutely not false. How should we explain this?

Could it be that Elon was not with Wagangs? But this is impossible. He once issued an order that he would never leave Wagangs by no means. Unless he died, it would be impossible to leave Wagangs alone.

"Haha, Augustine, I think this may be just a misunderstanding, what do you think?" Seeing Augustine's speechless look, Black Nether smiled again.

"Misunderstanding? That is the message sent back from the spiritual imprint I left in my son's body. How could this be a misunderstanding? Hei Ming Ba, no matter what, you must give me an explanation!" Augustine couldn't figure it out, so she simply refused to think about it. What she saw was that Hei Ming Shixuan killed his son with one sword. There would be no mistake.

"Explanation? What explanation do you want me to give you?" Hei Mingba's voice was still so scattered...

"Leave your little daughter to me and let me give it a break!" Augustine said with a tough attitude.

"Do you think it's possible?" Hei Mingba sneered. Couldn't this guy have a fever, right? Don't say that he was just an Augustine. Even if King Shura came, he wouldn't want to order himself to do something.

"What's impossible? I have sent my four great demon kings to the Panblas Prairie. I don't think it will take long before your daughter will fall into my hands!" Agulastin's face, which had been tense, smiled faintly.

"Augustin, are you looking for death?" As soon as he heard that Augustine had sent someone to arrest his young daughter, Hei Mingba's voice suddenly became cold. Even as his voice became cold, the purple flame on Gutian Peak became smaller, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot.

"Hahaha, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Feeling the anger of Black Netherworld, Augustine burst into laughter, laughing so proudly.
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