The gourd in Daolong's hand shone with purple light, he approached and asked in a solemn tone.
Luo Qing paused, came back to his senses, shook his head, and said in a serious tone, "She ran away. As long as the water demon is not stupid, no one can catch her except the immortal gods."
Daolon looked at the sea. The rolling seawater kept hitting the shore, showing the restlessness of the sea.
A feeling of uneasiness surged into my heart. I don’t know why. In the past, when I looked at the sea, I only felt that the scenery was beautiful and majestic.
But now there is a feeling that this thing will swallow him at any time, which makes Daolong feel uneasy.
Just as he was about to say something, the wave of justice quickly approached.
Dad also flew over with half a gourd and ladle. He looked at Luo Qing first and then turned his eyes to the sea. His turbid eyes were full of solemn murmurs, "The devil has entered the sea, trouble."
Daolong glanced at the old man and curled his lips disdainfully, "If there's any trouble, just locate Atlantis. That must be the purpose of the devil anyway."
The father glanced at him and said coldly, "Atlantis is sealed. Where do you want to be? Or do you want to sit here like a toad and watch the sky?"
Daolong frowned and suddenly became unhappy. He mocked, "The black energy will tell me where Atlantis is, unlike some mages who still need to cram in a corner and read a book."
"Oops~" Dad immediately became unhappy and said angrily, "You evil wizard, do you want to fight with Dad?"
Daolong also raised the dead wood staff with some displeasure (▼ヘ▼#) "Come on, who is afraid of whom? You stupid old thing!"
"Oops~"
"Come on!"
The corner of Luo Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a little headache looking at the two old men getting closer and closer. Why were they quarreling? Weren't they cooperating just now?
He quickly approached and stood between the two old men, and said gently, "Our goal now is to find the water demon, not to fight. Do you want to watch Atlantis recover? Don't forget, the Sharman tribe is still being conquered."
It's suppressed, and when they come out, the balance will collapse."
"What does it have to do with me?" Daolong snorted coldly, turned around, walked to the side silently, and began to mutter something with the deadwood staff in his hand.
"Dad doesn't need your preaching!" Dad also snorted coldly, turned around and walked to another corner. The old guy reminded him that they might not be able to locate Atlantis, but they can definitely do it with righteousness.
The resurrection of the eight ancient demons is the last thing Zhengqi wants to see. He can definitely find it before the old man does!
"Go away, monsters, go away, go away, go away"
On a small cement viewing platform, two old men chanted two mantras in two corners, causing the black energy and righteous energy between heaven and earth to begin to converge.
Luo Qing breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter if he didn't cooperate, as long as he didn't start a fight.
Is it true that Luo Qing couldn't help but glance at Daolong and couldn't he say it properly as a reminder?——
Roman frontier.
"Old man, I understand you a little bit."
The demon dragon glanced at the Holy Lord who was looking into the distance, and couldn't help but say something.
The sense of oppression given to him by Bazaar is a bit strong, and if it weren't for Panku's treasure box, it seems that the devil would really send the Holy Lord back to hell.
Coupled with the devil's unique arrogance, not to mention the Holy Lord, the devil dragon also dislikes Bazaar.
The Holy Lord standing high in the sky glanced at the demon dragon lightly, and then continued to look into the distance. The rain over there seemed to have stopped.
The wind blew the Holy Lord's blond hair, but it couldn't blow away the disappointment in his eyes.
Basha, I have been fighting against an old opponent for tens of thousands of years. I didn’t expect that even if my wisdom is wiped out, it doesn’t seem so easy to deal with.
I hope Zhongsu will be better, otherwise he is not sure whether the Panku Box can save him.
As the dark clouds dissipated more quickly, he couldn't help but shake his head, "Let's go, the variables don't seem to be as difficult as I thought."
Just as he finished speaking, a projection appeared in the void.
"Shendu, your efficiency is really good. Just now, you have opened the door to Bazaar's hell. If you had this efficiency two thousand years ago, hey, I think we would have restored our rule long ago, right?"<
/p>
Ximu's voice sounded, but this time there were not many demons in hell. Except for the eldest sister, Bo Gang, the other five looked at the Holy Lord, and their eyes softened a lot.
But after Ximu's words fell, the softness in the eyes of the demons disappeared again.
"Two thousand years ago, he wanted to dominate the world alone. He didn't even think about letting us out. In my opinion, this fraudster should return to hell now and let Bazaar take his place!" Zhongsu said irritably.
Roar, looking at the Holy Lord angrily, as if he wants to use a magic spell to drag the Holy Lord into hell.
The Holy Lord's eyes turned cold and he said coldly, "If you are just here to ridicule, then there is no need for us to communicate. I will let you out. If there is another time, I will interrupt myself and hell."
Contact."
Zhongsu's eyes were filled with anger. Just as he was about to say something, Ximu interrupted with a smile, "Shendu did a good job this time. We don't mean to blame you. We just want to ask why you did it before the gate of Bazaar Hell opened."
, why don’t you communicate with hell a little bit?”
"After all, it's easy, isn't it?"
Curse Lan glanced coldly at Zhong Su, who was about to explode. Suddenly, the anger in Zhong Su's eyes disappeared a little, and he looked at the Holy Master and stopped talking.
The Holy Lord looked at Ximu with increasingly unkind eyes. In ancient times, this guy would follow Zhongsu all day long and regard Zhongsu as his big brother.
Although they are all in hell now, the Holy Lord always feels that this guy has very bad intentions.
In the past, when everyone's wisdom had not been wiped away, this kind of malicious intention was not detectable at all, but now
"I have no obligation to inform you. Who can I blame for not sensing the fluctuations in my own door? My mission is just to let you out!" The Holy Master said as the flame in his hand flashed slightly, and the raging flame began to burn the demon projection, slowly.
Cut off contact between both parties.
The demons in hell didn't look very good, but they didn't say anything in the end. Although it seemed that they were restricting the Holy Lord, in fact it was the Holy Lord who took the initiative.
As for what Zhongsu said, they have nothing to restrict Basha by letting Bazaar take the place of the Holy Lord. Facing Bazaar, they still hope that this role comes from the Holy Lord so that they can feel at ease.
The flames slowly burned the demons' necks, and Curlan suddenly said at this moment, "Shendu, don't think about leaving this body, because it is the guarantee for both of us. Without this restriction, you will come back." p>
As the words fell, the flames burned through the devil's projection, severing the connection.
A trace of thought appeared in the Holy Lord's eyes, is it guaranteed?
The demon dragon said calmly at this time, "Old man, you can go back by yourself, I will help you find the dragon tooth."
The Holy Lord was startled, looking at the back of the demon dragon, a rare smile appeared on his face, "Don't be so anxious about this, wait a moment."
The demon dragon paused and did not look back. His tone was filled with emotion, "When did your majesty of our kingdom need to be so cautious? Old guy, if you can't do it anymore, just retreat to the back and let the young people hold it in front. I
At least I won’t let others ride on my head!”
As he spoke, he seemed to have forgotten the previous words that he wanted to go it alone and become a true king, and said angrily, "Devil, one day I will make all these old guys surrender under my feet."
Helplessness appeared in the eyes of the Holy Lord. Sure enough, this was a child. He said gently, "My child, even the devil needs to give in to some things. I have never taught you these principles, but things in the world are not just tough.
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A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the demon dragon, and he turned his head sharply to stare at the Holy Lord, "You are old, my father. This is the end of the Dharma era. Everyone's upper limit is about the same. I will make them pay the price."
After saying that, the demon dragon flew directly to San Francisco. He urgently needed to find the first demonic energy. He didn't want to experience this feeling of being insulted again.
The Holy Lord looked at his back helplessly, and finally didn't say anything. No one could really do anything to him anyway, so let him learn. He would figure it out when he was exhausted. This was considered a good thing.
Let’s get some experience.
Thinking about it, he shook his head slightly, looked at the stars in the sky, turned around and flew silently to the Eagle Kingdom. As for death, except for him, no living being in this world can touch his child, not even the devil!
A flash of fierceness flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes, and then disappeared into the air.
——
Under the sea.
Basha, with half of her chest missing, was tumbling angrily in the water. The red light on the huge gap in her chest was slowly dissipating, and the powerful pain was invading her sanity.
She didn't expect that the variable could have such a powerful weapon that it could destroy even the body of a demon and cause continuous damage.
All around, marine creatures were quickly moving away from this area. Although they felt that the water in that sea area was very attractive to them, the aura in it was not something they could get close to.
Time passed slowly, and with the powerful origin of the devil, the red light on the wound was finally defeated.
Without the obstruction of the red light, almost instantly, half of Bazaar's chest was restored to its original state, with no injuries visible at all.
Only the blood diluted by sea water shows the embarrassment of the water demon.
Basha gasped for breath, and many currents continued to converge towards her and then quickly moved away as she exhaled, eventually turning into huge waves and hitting the shore of this sea area.
She looked at the coast angrily, where the variables and the mages representing justice were, as well as the wizard, each holding something that made her afraid.
This era seems to be very different from the past.
After watching for a while, Bazaar retracted her angry gaze, turned around and wandered into the depths of the ocean. She needed to revive Atlantis. Her dependents could destroy the damn balance and restore her injuries.
As for whether pulling the balance of black energy to the extreme will summon stronger righteous creatures, that doesn't matter.
In the eyes of the eight demons, whether the balance collapses or not is a trivial matter. It is best if the balance does not collapse, and then tear out the eight immortal gods. In that way, the riot of black energy will free them all, and will also make them injured.
Restore.
The devils in their heyday were really not afraid of the immortal gods.
After Basha left, the far away fish quickly returned to the area where she was originally, eating like crazy.