A group of people, one of them was an old man with a sinister face.

Behind him, Jin Peng, who had long golden hair but an oriental face, followed closely. Behind him, a man with a dark iron, a tall man with a domineering lion mane, a petite, delicate but sharp breath, a dragon girl with a dragon horn...

Seeing these people, Wang Zheng smiled on his face, walked forward a few steps, and said enthusiastically: "It's indeed seniors, you and your group."

The sinister old man smiled friendly at Wang Zheng. After all, in the space channel, this young man held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword and had the possibility of killing a fifth-level powerful man. Such a strong man deserves respect.

However, Jin Peng shook his head bitterly: "Brother Wang is happy in this Gama Kingdom, but we have suffered a few of us. We hid in the deep mountains and forests, and we have been resting for half a year."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he laughed: "There is no way, my life is good."

Wang Zheng's unconcealed compliment immediately made the group look strange. Is this compliment really good?

"Haha, my friend, don't want to mock others if you meet old friends again. I wonder why my friends and seniors come to my Kingdom of Gama for?"

At the critical moment, the old emperor was more reliable. He saw the white-haired man stand up from the throne and bow while walking, without any imperial airs.

In fact, the current situation in the Kingdom of Gama cannot tolerate him putting on airs. Any strong man is the strong support that the Kingdom of Gama is urgently needed.

Speaking of serious matters, Jin Peng and his group became much more serious. One of the ancestors of the Tianpeng clan, the sinister old man bowed to Emperor Gama:

"My younger nephew felt the aura of his ancestors appearing in the royal city of your king half a year ago. The old and middle-aged and younger clans came to investigate, but did not find out what happened. Instead, they almost lie outside the city. It was obviously a powerful man from the Power God Cult.

Therefore, after my injury healed, I rushed over immediately, wanting to inquire about the situation of my ancestors. Please tell me the truth about my fellow Taoists!"

The sinister old man's words were very sincere, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. Obviously, he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Wang Zheng and others' eyes moved. After looking at each other, Wang Zheng came forward and asked, "Senior, is the old senior you mentioned a person of the Eastern Demonic who walks on the Avenue of Power?"

The eyes of the sinister old man, Jin Peng and others suddenly looked at Wang Zheng: "My friend, what information do you know?"

The sinister old man's agreement made Wang Zheng and others confirm some speculation in their hearts. Wang Zheng continued to say to himself:

"If I guess correctly, the demon suppressed by the Power God Cult is the old senior you mentioned, right? The reason why the Power God Cult has its current foundation is probably because it has stolen the power of that old senior!"

"I do know some news, but there are also many news I don't know. I wonder if my seniors are willing to share their respective information with me? For example, who is this devil king? Maybe we will stand on the same front for the next period of time."

Wang Zheng seemed confident and calmly started the price.

The sinister old man looked at Wang Zheng with an aggressive gaze for a while, then sighed, and a huge aura rose from him.

Just when Wang Zheng subconsciously wanted to take out the ancient sword of Zhuxian, he found that the black and white yin and yang energy turned into a mysterious formation, covering the entire palace of the Lion Heart King.

At this time, the sinister old man said quietly: "That's right, the so-called demon who was suppressed by the Power God Cult is an ancestor-level figure in my east.

During the war between the East and the West, the ancestor entered the Western Continent alone, but for some reason he did not leave the Western Continent. After the peace was restored, we discovered that the ancestor was actually suppressed by a demon under the power of the Western Continent.

However, at that time, the situation in the East and West Continents was quite complicated. There were terrible strong men dormant in the mortal world. In addition, the West was a god pasture, and immortal-level figures would never enter the West unless they had to."

"In this way, I can only wait for the younger generation to come and rescue the senior. But unexpectedly, the Pope of the Divine Cult didn't know what method to use to steal the power of the senior generation and successfully became a god, but also cultivated a large number of strong people with the power of rules.

So, for the rescue of that senior, we returned countless times without success. After all, with gods in charge and a foreign land, we suffered a great loss in our innate world."

"As for the name of that senior..."

Speaking of this, the sinister old man looked at the short-haired strong man with a black tower, paused before continuing:

"We have been in the generations of seniors, and this senior is the ancestor of this child, the once famous demon clan power of the Eastern Continent, a powerful man of the Golden Immortal level, and a great master of the great power path - Bull Demon King!"

Bull Demon King!

As soon as the old man finished speaking, several screams rang out almost at the same time!

Emperor Gama subconsciously stepped forward a few steps, looking shocked: "But during the war between the East and the West, an iron rod smashed thousands of methods and vigorously shook the world of the powerful bull demon king?!"

When the dark man heard Emperor Gama's evaluation of his ancestors, he patted his chest with a proud look on his face: "That's right, it's the Great Bull Demon King, my ancestor!"

After obtaining the confirmation of the dark man, Emperor Gama still looked unbelievable: "No wonder! No wonder everyone in the Power God Cult has such an unusual fighting spirit. It turns out that he stole the power of the Power Bull Demon King!

Yes! Only a little power of such a powerful Golden Immortal can a group of third-level and even second-level warriors with the rules crush the same level!

Only the power of the Great Bull Demon King can the Power God Cult cultivate so many powerful people with power rules!"

Powerful Bull Demon King!

As a country inherited from the ancient East-West War, I am not unfamiliar with this name! That terrifying power, even the power god known for its power in the West, seems a bit inferior!

But who would have thought that such a powerful figure would actually kneel on the Western Continent because of a love triangle, but it would be broken into the hands of a pope in the mortal world!

Wang Zheng was also shocked by the name of Dalibuki Demon King, but his point was obviously different from that of others.

He murmured to himself with a dull look on his face: "Bulie, Dali, the powerful Golden Immortal, he still uses a tinned iron stick, known as the Dali Bullie King, is it so coincidental?"
Chapter completed!