"You and he are both heroes of the demon clan. We should support each other, grow together, and strengthen the demon clan. And this requires extraordinary scheming and strategic planning, not just strong force. I say this, you understand

Is it done?"

Wang Chen's pupils shrank.

"It seems you still don't understand, so let me make it clear. He has the bloodline of the sub-divine beast Steel Dragon. This bloodline is the top among the sub-divine beasts. He practiced cultivation at the age of three, practiced both civil and martial arts, and has a photographic memory. He can't forget anything he learns.

Yes, at the age of twelve, he has already participated in the management of the affairs of the 80,000-mile area of ​​Zhongzhou and managed everything in an orderly manner. He is an unparalleled talent in the Monster Clan. And now you actually want to kill him?"

Huo Qin said lightly, as if he admired Yinlong very much.

"Now, you should kneel down and beg Young Master Silver Dragon for forgiveness, and use your force to help him. I believe that in the future, you will shine your own light under his hands."

"In that case, kneel down."

As soon as he finished speaking, a monstrous coercion solidified into reality, shrouding Wang Chen's head like the weight of Mount Tai.

Boom!

Wang Chen's whole body was shaken, and his feet suddenly sank into the hard bluestone.

He gritted his teeth and endured this terrifying pressure.

Huh?

Huo Qin's eyes were dancing with red flames, as if it was strange that Wang Chen could stand and resist the pressure of the demon king.

He stretched out a hand and reached towards Wang Chen.

"Kneel down."

Under the white robe, the hand was beating with red demonic power, and landed on his shoulder with an unavoidable mysterious feeling.

Boom!

That hand seemed to be of great weight, and the pressure was even stronger. Wang Chen's body tilted to one side.

Fortunately, he finally stopped.
Chapter completed!