Daolon's guardian magic was easily broken into pieces by a bloody thunderbolt. If he hadn't dodged quickly, this thunderbolt might have severely injured this 'savior' of mankind.
The Archmage was always too dangerous in the aftermath of the demon battle.
He glanced solemnly at the sky. The building under his feet had been wiped out, and even the cauldron that had been with him for a long time could not be saved.
The portal was quickly outlined in front. The agreement with the devil had been reached, and Daolong planned to leave this place of right and wrong first.
The dark wings behind him slowly flapped, Daolong glanced at the thick darkness again, flew into the portal and disappeared.
A bolt of scarlet thunder wiped out all traces of Daolon's location the moment Daolon disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
On the other side, Xiaoyu's body exuded a white holy aura. This time the Saint did not appear, but lent his power to Xiaoyu. They needed to make Xiaoyu familiar with this powerful power as soon as possible.
Thunderbolts fell around her, but they were all swept away by the force of the white light.
Xiaoyu stared at the battlefield and whispered: "Let's go, Dad, I've already missed school."
The father didn't speak, but looked at the girl distressedly, then nodded and followed Xiaoyu and disappeared.
They were just spectators in this battle. When the power of gods appeared on China and the Soviet Union, everything was a foregone conclusion.
The result is already known, and there is no point in them staying here. The devil is too powerful after all.
"Ahhhhh."
The hysterical roars continued, and the aura on Zhongsu's body continued to decrease. Although this was simply activating the god's loophole, it did not add the magic of turning into stone.
But the boundless pain still restricted the actions of China and the Soviet Union.
Anger. Anger like never before.
Zhongsu's scarlet eyes seemed to see the last battle of that year, and that annoying god seemed to appear before his eyes again.
The most original demonic energy in Zhongsu's body began to surge wildly, colliding with the aura of the gods that had been contaminated for thousands of years in his body, but he was still too weak for his peak period.
Every time the demonic energy is stimulated, it is a torture that goes deep into his bones.
Holding back the pain, the endless thunder began to concentrate and struck Zhong Su himself. The thunder that could annihilate everything seemed to begin to devour the master, striking down one after another.
But the taste of thunder made Zhongsu's pain for righteousness weaken a little. With anger towards the gods and himself, he forcibly twisted his body and looked into the boundless darkness.
"The despicable dragon roars." When he saw where Shen Zhao's darkness was located, Zhong Su roared in pain.
He could feel that his path was being taken away, and everything about him was being taken away, but the annoying god's breath was still stimulating his mind, making it difficult for him to even move.
I can only watch helplessly and endure the endless pain.
The two demon spiders in the distance seemed to feel the anger of their monarch. They endured the injuries that seemed like they might die at any time, and crawled hard on the ground with their upper bodies.
With the lower body of the spider that was completely unruly, it crawled into the darkness step by step.
They are the most loyal followers of the demon monarch. They want to share the monarch's worries and kill all enemies who try to challenge the monarch's authority.
Even if the enemy is a god or another monarch, they will not hesitate to charge at the enemy and use their humble flesh and blood to bring possible opportunities to their monarch.
This was the case for the glorious demon spider tribe 20,000 years ago, and it is still the case now.
The dark green blood dragged out long bloodstains under the two of them, drawing a stroke that was unique to them on this battlefield that they seemed not to be participating in.
Shen Zhao watched everything in front of him intently. The shadow of his throne was slowly falling with darkness. There was also a throne below that was emitting endless thunder, competing with the darkness above.
Every time the darkness falls, the thunder below becomes more violent, trying to crush the darkness above.
He stepped forward and sat directly on the throne of darkness. In an instant, the monarch's blessing made the darkness fall even faster.
Each and every fearful figure loomed, adding a lot of chips to the top and speeding up the descent.
Now it only takes a little time for everything to settle.
outside world.
The dark green blood stains have been dragged out very far, and the auras of the two divine realm demon spiders are getting weaker and weaker, as if they will die at any time.
But their human eyes are brighter than ever before, because they can already touch the darkness.
Inside this darkness is the former home, the kingdom of the monarch behind him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The roar of thunder was approaching, and a suppressed and painful voice sounded: "Get back."
Just two words seemed to make the figure use up all his strength, but it was also these two words that made the devil spider relax.
All strength dissipated at this moment, and all persistence was put down because of this voice. The excessive injuries directly invaded the consciousness of the two demon spiders, causing them to faint.
The sovereign's word is all they have, no matter what the command may be.
With powerful thunder bombardment, Zhongsu endured the pain of erosion of righteousness and stepped closer to the darkness. Since it was a battle for the road, how could he be missing?
The indiscriminate bombardment of Thunder tore through the darkness with difficulty. Due to the activation of loopholes, the overall strength of China and the Soviet Union was suppressed, and Thunder gradually fell into a disadvantage.
However, he knows that the fight for the road, as long as he can sit on the throne, will be the real collision of the roads with mutual blessing.
He just endured the severe pain and moved forward step by step. The powerful bloody thunder in the sky kept hitting him, and also split the darkness in front of him, allowing him to move forward.
In the front, Shen Zhao sits high on a throne, slowly sinking with endless darkness and fear, and below is the throne of Zhong Su, like a challenge from the new king to the old king.
As long as the thrones collide, the new king will win.
When Shen Zhao saw Zhong Su, he was not surprised. If righteousness alone could overwhelm the demon monarch, they would have died 20,000 years ago.
He just watched quietly as Sino-Soviet approached step by step, feeling the power of the veteran monarch, Shen Zhao's eyes gradually became serious.
As long as the immortal demon overcomes the pain, even if the righteousness is added to the body and the original source is greatly lost, the combat effectiveness it exerts cannot be underestimated.
Zhongsu and Shenzhao looked at each other, with endless pain and pride for their monarch in their eyes, and a huge roar of thunder spread far away in the darkness.
As Zhongsu and Shenzhao moved forward, Shenzhao's throne lowered little by little, and the two kept looking at each other. When Zhongsu and Shenzhao were less than a hundred meters apart.
boom!
The darkness suddenly fell, Zhongsu's throne was directly shattered, and the arc of electricity emanating from the entire kingdom completely dissipated at this moment, exaggerating a hint of darkness.
Zhongsu paused. Although the aura in his body was constantly weakening, the pain in his eyes slowly disappeared and he fell into sluggishness.
Shen Zhao felt the huge energy blessing him. This so-called transcendent realm was crossed almost instantly, and he walked towards a higher direction.
The coercion and oppression that he unintentionally exuded from his body made Shen Zhao feel that if there was a battle of that level now, the winner would be determined within three moves.
The black energy in the balance was increasing rapidly, and some black energy was hovering around him as if to celebrate his promotion.
After Shenzhao mended the years, Heiqi now regarded him as his own son. Some of the previous repulsive behaviors were gone, and instead he became very close to him.
Shen Zhao felt his improvement, and his mood became extremely happy. This time he was stable. According to the comparison between China and the Soviet Union, other demons who recalled the kingdom should have transcended the realm, but now he has surpassed this realm.
As they are both monarchs, the crushing situation has already been formed. Now it's time for Lasu to continue twisting the treasure box. Within a month, he may be able to complete the first stage of being a monarch.
The thunderclouds in the sky dissipated at some point. Shen Zhao waved his hand to disperse the darkness. He looked at Zhong Su and immediately saw the familiar dull eyes.
It seemed that the Holy Lord had the same expression when he took away his kingdom.
Shen Zhao stood up, the throne was hidden, and the entire kingdom that now belonged to him was dissipating into another layer of space.
Stepping forward, Shen Zhao appeared directly next to Zhong Su and said with emotion: "There must be someone who can complete the path of a monarch, right?"
Zhongsu turned his head slowly. The righteousness in his body seemed to have completely filled him, but there was no sign of pain in his eyes.
He spoke with some difficulty: "You can't kill me."
"Kill? No, I never thought about killing you. The road to the top is always lonely. I need some witnesses. Of course, it would be better if I become a participant." Shen Zhao shrugged and replied in a relaxed tone.
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Zhongsu didn't speak, his eyes were still dull. The demon monarch never succumbed to others, even if it was another monarch.
Shen Zhao looked back at the two lines of shocking dark green bloodstains, feeling the two dying gods, and the divine power of the Horse Talisman was divided into two lines and directly injected into them.
The injuries on the two demon spiders that were so serious that they could die at any time were rapidly healing.
Zhongsu's eyes fluctuated a little, and he looked back, but still didn't speak.
"The universe is vast, and the gods are 20,000 years ahead of us. I don't understand. Do you really like to be a frog in a well?" Shen Zhao looked at the sun at noon. With the power of flames, he did not feel dazzling.
There was a warm feeling.
Without waiting for Zhongsu to say anything, Shenzhao forcibly tore open Zhongsu's family space, threw the two demon spiders that were about to wake up, and then disappeared with Zhongsu who was stunned and silent.
When strong spell waves from a group of human mages came, Zhongsu finally reacted: "You want to seal me?"
"Before I unify, you should stay with him." Shen Zhao stretched out his hand and pushed.
Suddenly, strong magic fluctuations flickered, and the breath of justice surged. This was the breath formed by the changes in the loopholes of the gods, which allowed Zhongsu to no longer bear the torture of righteousness.
Of course this will also change part of his form.
What Shenzhao didn't expect was that the imaginary curses never came, not even threats. Zhongsu just accepted the baptism of magic quietly.
However, Shen Zhao ignored it. It was better not to resist, lest he need to suppress it.
When a blue millstone statue appeared, Shen Zhao smiled.
