"How could it be? Impossible! How could that damn armor recognize Chen Long?"
"The gods have disappeared long ago. Maybe they are still paying attention to this place."
"Whatever, when we regain our strength, we will definitely be able to kill these gods."
"They are all idiots like Shendu. I will definitely kill him over and over again and bring him eternal torture!"
The familiar noise from hell came, and Ximu, who was about to join in, was startled. His scarlet eyes blinked, and excitement suddenly appeared in his eyes.
There have been too many conspiracy trajectories, and this time, he, Ximu, must push through everything in a fair and open manner.
Just when he thought of this, Ximu discovered a very serious problem. Now only he and Basha were left at the Gate of Hell. Even if he took the Holy Lord's kingdom under his control first, he might not be able to defeat Bazaar.
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After all, the fruits of that continent are terrifying, and the prerequisite for seizing the kingdom is to summon the kingdom. As long as one operation is not good, he may not be able to do it better than Bazaar.
Sure enough, you still have to recover first, and you can even wait for the summons from your own kingdom, the complete collection of spells in the city of God.
But then Ximu shook his head. It was unnecessary. He did not lose his memory. What was missing was just time. The powerful magic realm could easily drag his weak body forward.
Basha frowned, and the tentacle-like hair behind her swayed unconsciously. It was abnormal. There was something wrong with Ximu.
"It's very simple, just wait." Ximu swung his tail, and there was even a hint of comfort in his tone.
The series of operations at the football field just now prevented the old man from catching up for at least half an hour. All kinds of stampedes would definitely happen, unless the old man could ignore the life and death of others, but... is it possible?
It's not like he can directly seal the devil. In a situation where everything is unknown, the old man's heart is definitely focused on saving people.
He used women to hold Chen Long back, used Tru's life to interrupt the activation of the god's token, and used the crowd's panic and fear-inducing magic to block his pursuit.
After saying this, the Holy Lord struggled for a moment, and suddenly, colorful lights suddenly appeared on Wa Long's body, and auras such as water, wind, mountain, thunder, etc. were looming on it, all of which prevented him from leaving this body.
When the broken limbs and the smell of blood began to fill the air, endless panic swept the entire football field instantly, and countless people began to scream and flee.
Ximu glanced at the Holy Lord seemingly casually. The Holy Lord in this time and space is really miserable, but there are worse things waiting for him, lest this guy run away to touch the years in despair.
The other demons now have dependents, and they can all see his original old subordinates. At first, he didn't take it seriously, but there was some vague envy in his heart.
There was no surprise. With a bang, Chen Long kicked the door directly. The door that seemed to be ajar was kicked open, and Chen Long rolled directly in.
A lot of screams suddenly came from the toilet, followed by the sound of banging things, and Chen Long's embarrassed apology.
"Ah! Abnormal."
But now Ximu's words gave him some hope. As long as the demon's seal could be eliminated, he could possess humans again. Then he could hide and recover his magic ability before planning other things.
Initially, he wanted to seize the Kingdom of the Holy Lord, and then massacre Atlantis after recovering from cultivation, but now maybe he doesn't need to go to that trouble.
It's just that the more anger, the better. After all, the person who least wants the Holy Lord to return to his peak is Bazaar.
But it was also because of this that all the nearly 100,000 vampires died in the first battle, and he was also severely damaged to the point where he was only a mere mage, an extremely weak state.
The father, who was still reciting the spell, paused, put down the material in his hand, and changed the tone of the spell in his mouth. A green beam of light shot out instantly and collided with the black beam of light.
The Holy Master paused, and the anger in his eyes lessened a little, but he still asked: "Recover the body? I have the seals of six other people now, are you sure you can break them?"
Ximu smiled and said: "Dear brothers and sisters, I will take my leave now."
The Holy Lord is no longer talking, and now he is almost in despair. The door to hell opens and then closes, which means it is absolutely closed, so the failure of each demon makes his heart sink continuously.
An unfamiliar voice sounded, and Ximu turned his head and immediately saw the Holy Lord possessing Wa Long: "Long time no see, Holy Lord, you look really ugly in a skirt."
Before Ximu could figure out the situation, the guy named Chen Long flew over and kicked him.
"It's not interesting. When my kingdom comes, I will help you resurrect your body. In the meantime, it's best not to open Bazaar's door." Ximou didn't reply, looking indifferent.
"I didn't expect that a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would do something like this."
"Perhaps he wanted to go in and have a look?"
"Hey, Chen Long actually broke into the women's restroom!"
Buzz~
Before Ximu could continue to perfect his plan, a huge blessing fell on him. The magic power in his body grew violently, reaching the Great Mage almost instantly, and it was still growing.
"Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away!"
"well."
At the same time, a black light curtain flashed in the sky, and the faces of the surrounding people showed fear, and they ran away even more crazily.
So when the destiny on his father's side was about to push him to become the Archmage, Ximu flapped his wings behind him, and almost in the blink of an eye, the Holy Lord, the trio, and Ximu disappeared directly into the football field.
It was noisy, it should be a football field, and the place I was in was a toilet?
Ximu responded with a smile, not caring about the ugly face of the Holy Master, and began to look at the surrounding environment.
The fastest demon was no joke. He stepped forward and the entire demon left the gate of hell.
Coupled with the seven seals from the demonic authority and the wounds from the gods on his body, he actually had the urge to die after Curse Lan was sealed.
What are the fruits of a continent prepared for?
A smile appeared on Ximu's face again, and he looked back. Lasu had already taken back the Panku treasure box, so there was no need to forcefully go against destiny.
Was he weak at that time? Or did the gods just dislike him?
No, of course not. The main reason was that Ximu was too difficult to deal with. It was considered the most frustrating battle the gods had ever fought.
Mysterious, ancient demonic words are heard high in the sky, powerful magic is gathering, and black air begins to surge, seemingly celebrating the return of the King of the Sky.
It is not what he wants for the Holy Lord to become stronger. It is in his interest to have this weak Holy Lord now.
Although Ximu's body is very weak now, his IQ has improved.
"Vampire, return to the throne!"
Although it has no practical use, the vampires were the most brutal group in those days, so cruel that the entire clan was wiped out.
"It's a boring trick." Ximu waved his hand, and suddenly powerful magic waves gathered in his hands, and a black beam of light went straight to Toru's front door.
Why was he the one who got beaten the hardest among the eight demons?
"Nothing, do you want anger? Here you go." Ximu waved his hand indifferently, and a ball of anger immediately flew towards Basha.
Ximu's contemplation attracted Basha's attention. She put down her verbal criticism of the Holy Lord for countless times and asked with twinkling eyes: "Ximu, what's wrong with you?"
He has a better plan to carry out. As long as the Holy Lord's body does not come back, his door can be used.
Just like when facing sword cultivators, even though he is weak, he can still find opportunities based on battlefield factors.
A murderous look suddenly appeared in Dad's eyes. The demon in front basically didn't cause any casualties, but this demon seemed to be very different.
"Dad, hurry up, devil, go back!"
Once a vampire in the divine realm has a physical body, if you cooperate with him, the current Bazaar will be unstoppable!
The smile on Ximu's face became more kind. He turned his head, and the huge magic power fluctuations circulated crazily. Before the Holy Master could react, violent suction force suddenly rose from Valon's body.
And these shadows were very familiar to him. They were the vampires who accompanied him until the last moment 20,000 years ago!
But, didn’t they all die? Why are there still remnants of their souls? Obviously they don’t exist in the main world!
"Welcome to the return of the devil from the sky!"
He recalled the scene where he used his heavenly authority and huge magical resources to duel with the gods in front of this palace.
So now Ximu is quite comfortable, just waiting to see how long the black energy can last.
Rasu, who was still gloating about his misfortune, was stunned, but nodded and walked towards the original location of the Gate of Hell.
Ximu felt that he seemed to be at a disadvantage in the battle of magic. He thought about it and waved his other hand directly, and powerful magic detonated in the audience.
"Ximu, what do you mean?" the Holy Lord asked with some anger.
The trio's gloating voices also sounded, but Ximu ignored it. Instead, he pointed at Rasu and gave the order directly: "Who, pick up the Panku treasure box, we have to leave first."
As for the divine realm in the age of magic, the origin of wizards, extreme speed, and the power of heaven, if these four are added together, what else can Tianming use to fight him?
It only needs to be arranged in advance, even if the next door must be Bazaar's door, maybe the Kingdom of the Holy Lord can wait a little longer.
The sound of a spell sounded, making Ximu frown. He looked for the sound and immediately saw an old man and a fat man behind a stall.
His superb wisdom allows him to always anticipate the enemy's opportunities in ever-changing battles, and he can always reverse the situation and bring vitality and entanglement to the eight-on-one situation.
The location of the Magic Encyclopedia was too dangerous. Destiny was no joke. Due to various coincidences, he did not think he was invincible.
The direction in which they fled was exactly where Dad and the others were, which also caused Dad, who was about to chase the demon, to stop his movements.
This time is enough for him to summon the kingdom and return to the divine realm.
He sighed and began to mutter something, "Let's stabilize the situation first."
——
"In the name of the sky, summon the lost kingdom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flapped his wings and gradually merged into the gate of hell. Looking back, the smile at the corner of Ximu's mouth widened.
"Welcome back, Ximu!"
This devil is in trouble!
Daddy's eyes flashed with solemnity as he looked at the increasingly chaotic crowd around him and the screams coming from the crowd.
Each and every one of them shouted for the monarch and self-destructed in front of the eight huge figures. From the mage to the magic god, not a single vampire hesitated, and they all protected their monarch.
Isn't it just to crush the Holy Lord, seize the kingdom, and then snowball?
Boom~
Before the other demons noticed the strange atmosphere of the two demons here, a scarlet door suddenly opened.
In the end, he reluctantly stayed in the divine realm. The powerful power caused the surrounding clouds to flee rapidly, and the black in the balance was also skyrocketing.
These dependents with only the remaining souls are now materializing. Throne creatures are difficult to kill. As long as the throne is not destroyed, they will all be resurrected!
boom!
The balance suddenly shook. The return of the powerful vampire made the balance shake more violently. At the same time, Ximu's plan was also changing.
Now he and the trio are tied high in the sky. Although Ximu does not even have the realm of a great mage, the authority of heaven is always authority, and it is still very simple to restrain them.
"rogue!"
"You're really weak," Ximu muttered, feeling his own strength.
Another chorus of shouts brought back Ximu's suddenly chaotic thoughts, and scenes flashed in the depths of his scarlet eyes.
Low murmurs echoed in the high air, and the numb soul that was kneeling on one knee was violently shaken. Then, under his throne, the eight thrones suddenly landed.
If I hadn't been so conceited at that time, maybe there would still be some vampires left, right?
boom!
The powerful magic wave overturned the stall, and the dense crowd at the football stadium was startled by the roar and looked over one after another.
Chen Long's flying kick also hit the gate of hell the moment it disappeared.
The green light shield rose to protect Chen Long Xiaoyu. Tru separated from the crowd and stood in front of his father, eliminating any possible pushing and shoving.
"Uncle Long?"
Although it is just a dream, it can be regarded as the realization of a dream that has been hidden for a long time. It feels pretty good.
There was still anger in Dad's eyes, and he looked at the sky without saying a word.
Ximu was stunned by the chorus of shouts. What's going on?
Looking up, he immediately saw translucent shadows appearing in the castle suspended in mid-air.
This devil likes to take advantage of people's hearts!
Under the crazy infusion of righteousness, Dad's magical power continued to increase. At the same time, behind, Chen Long also escaped from the bathroom in embarrassment, and Tru also began to recite the spell.
It's just that Ximu is always Ximu. Some things may make him a little confused, but after some time of confusion, he still calmed down.
As for the God loophole, haha, after entering the God realm, he can circle around the Blue Star in three seconds. At this speed, do you want to imprison him with that kind of ranged magic?
That's really all I can think about.
"Welcome the great monarch to return!"
Seeing these hundreds of broken souls now, Ximu was at a loss for a moment.
A kind smile appeared on Ximu's face. Even if it was short-lived, the race that fought for him until the last moment should regain its original glorious status!
The sky turned blood-colored at this moment. In just a moment, the seals arranged by the seven powers were broken, and the soul of the Holy Lord appeared in his hands.
Seeing the somewhat puzzled expression on the Holy Lord's face, Ximu ignored it and shook his hand violently, temporarily sealing the Holy Lord's soul.
He looked at Walon and the trio who were already awake, and asked kindly: "Do you have any objection to listening to me now?"
Gudu~
Looking at the powerful vampires with blood-red eyes behind Ximu, and seeing the big bat stabbing the Holy Lord in the back without hesitation, Valon and the others couldn't help but swallow their saliva.