Hot flames are burning here, a dragon-shaped shadow is looming, and terrifying pressure is brewing.
Suddenly, this kind of pregnancy became extremely fast at this moment. The golden dragon's shadow suddenly opened its eyes, and the endless flames illuminated this secret realm scarlet, like purgatory.
"Tsk, those saints are really capable of causing trouble. It seems that Curse Blue's theory is correct."
In the sky, Ximu's shadow was bathed in endless flames, and he said with some sigh.
Here is the back-up he left behind, which contains a small number of magic books he collected while in the human world.
And now they can see the outside world through the things left on the Holy Lord. Although hell is still preventing them from recovering their wisdom, there are not many opportunities to see knowledge, and no demon will miss it. "There is no difference between destroying order and supporting order for us now, at least for now." Curlan said lightly while staring at the book in the hands of the Holy Master through the flames.
"It's all the fault of the fraudster Shendu. If he had really destroyed the order back then, we wouldn't have ended up in this situation. If he could have released us two thousand years ago, everything would have changed." Bazaar
He said angrily, but his eyes were fixed on the magic books in the flames.
Reading magic books can increase their wisdom. Although they still cannot resist the erosion of hell, they can delay the erosion of wisdom.
Zhongsu answered irritably: "One opportunity after another, no matter which one succeeds, the world still belongs to us devils. If he fails again this time, let him stay in hell forever!"
Roar!
The roar of the soul dragon interrupted the discussion of the demons. The Holy Lord opened a pair of scarlet eyes, and the flames of the entire secret realm suddenly gathered, pushing his momentum to the peak.
He looked at the projection coldly. For a long time, he suppressed the coldness in his eyes and said calmly: "My magic level has returned to that of an archmage. Without your restrictions, I should be able to restore my physical body." p>
"Don't think about the city of God. You can no longer gain any trust here. Your only role now is to open the door to hell and let us out." Bazaar was a little sarcastic. Do you still want to unlock the restrictions?
Betrayal, once is enough!
Zhongsu couldn't help but ask: "How long has it been in the capital of God? Why is there still no movement from Panku's treasure box? If the second betrayal comes, I think you should be able to think of your own ending."
The Holy Master's eyes flashed slightly, and he said coldly: "The rune master in Lotus Temple is turning the Panku treasure box, and there is no feedback of triggering the gate of hell yet."
"You'd better not play tricks."
The Holy Lord waved his hand, and the flame surge instantly cut off the projection, also isolating the threat of the devil.
All the demons in hell have to rely on him, and the Holy Lord will not scold him. As long as he does not betray clearly, can't these demons only support him?
After walking out of the secret realm, the Holy Lord looked to the north, where Santa Claus's secret realm is. His current task is to kill Santa Claus and destroy the secret realm.
He looked at the sky and opened his hands. The next moment, he was stunned. He looked at his hands, a little confused. What's going on?
"Come out, soldiers of the Shadow Legion!"
A hoarse call came from his mouth, his hands opened again, and his voice was already filled with magic.
But nothing happened. The originally obedient Black Shadow Corps had no reaction at all at this moment.
A cold light flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes, he stretched out one hand, and a six-pointed star formation appeared instantly, pressing it hard to the ground.
A dark passage slowly opened, and he walked into it indifferently.
He needs to see if there is some kind of ancient existence that has revived.
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Early morning, Dad’s Antique Shop.
"Ha~ah."
Xiaoyu yawned greatly and rubbed her eyes ('-w). When she saw the super moose pillow in her arms, she couldn't help but smile.
After fiddling with the bell on the moose's neck a few times, Xiaoyu sat up and looked at her ankle. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She always felt that the mark printed last night was more vivid, just like a real tattoo. She shook her head and chose a pair of longer pants to cover the marks. She walked out of the room. Anyway, it was good that the color had not faded. She could wash it off after showing off tomorrow.
"Uncle Long? What's wrong with you?" As soon as he came downstairs, Chen Long in a bandage came into view, and Xiaoyu shouted in shock.
"Xiaoyu, it's okay. I just fell down. You have to go to school tomorrow. Have you finished your homework?" Chen Long said casually. He didn't want to arouse Xiaoyu's curiosity, otherwise she would definitely pester her to tell the story.
The experience of being defeated by Ah Fu.
"I've finished it a long time ago. Can I go out to play? I finally don't want to stay at home on the weekend." Xiaoyu asked hopefully.
Chen Long was a little hesitant. He always felt that his niece was simply informing him, and she would slip out even if he didn't agree.
After thinking for a while, Chen Long nodded: "But I have to come back for dinner."
"Yeah!"
A big smile appeared on Xiaoyu's face, and she turned around and ran to wash up.
Chen Long looked at her lively back with a smile on his face. What a cute little girl. It would be better if she could be more obedient.
"Aaron, the monster you just described should have been transformed by dragon blood." At this time, the father walked out with a solemn expression.
He continued: "Furthermore, Dad just found an ancient book. The purpose of the Saints of Order is probably to repair the world, thereby achieving the effect of restoring magic power."
"Repair the world?" Chen Long wondered: "Isn't that a good thing?"
The father glanced at Chen Long, who was covered with injuries, and finally did not raise his hand to slap him, but solemnly explained: "The recovery of magic power concentration also represents various extraordinary recoveries, which will destroy the human order and will
Pull the world into the order they want."
The father paused for a moment and became more solemn: "According to records, the Saints like to stop wars and create wars. Cat people's lack of revenge may be the Saint's deterrent, but at some point, even if the two are on good terms,
Races will go to war under the instigation of saints. Do you still think this is a good thing?"
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Chen Long also frowned deeply: "In other words, the Saint of Order is actually the most disorderly lunatic?"
Dad nodded, shook his head, and sighed deeply: "Their order is the order of the world, not the order of the human race."
With that said, he turned around and walked to the library: "Dad now needs to study the magic of order. You can also help translate the text of the spell book."
Behind the counter, Tru stepped forward with great discernment, picked up Chen Long, who had a solemn face, and walked to the library.
At this time, Xiaoyu also finished washing up. Looking at the scene in the library, she was a little confused. Uncle Long still has to work when he is like this? The world of adults is indeed very difficult.
The moment she walked out of the antique store, another level of black energy suddenly stirred up, and the black energy surrounding her poured into the marks on her ankles.
Xiaoyu looked around and murmured helplessly: "It seems there is nowhere to go. It would be great if Luo Qing was here."
The murmured words spread faintly, and in the shadows all around, pairs of eyes peering into reality quietly retreated.
Xiaoyu didn't notice anything unusual at all. After thinking about it, she turned around and walked to a breakfast shop not far away. She went to cook first and will talk about other things after she was full.
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Cliff, castle.
Luo Qing, who was busy writing, paused and looked up at the roof, feeling a little confused.
What's going on?
Why did the balance of yin and yang suddenly become equal again? That's a gap widened by one ethnic group!
Luo Qing originally thought that with the blessing of black energy, Daolong's progress would speed up. How long did it take? How did it even out?
Suddenly, blood flashed on his back, blood clothes appeared on his shoulders, and there was a hint of solemnity on his delicate little face.
"Why are you back?" Luo Qing looked at the delicate ankles on his chest, his eyes wandering a little.
If you use her evil spirit in advance, you won't be discovered, right?
"There is something wrong with the princess!" Xue Yi said suddenly, his tone full of solemnity.
Luo Qing was stunned. He closed the memory stone and became serious: "What's the problem?"
"I don't know, but the divinity in Him has weakened since I went back last night, and it's getting weaker and weaker." There was a sad look on Xueyi's face: "When she went out just now, I almost couldn't even feel the divinity. . ”
Luo Qing frowned, divinity? In fact, he had never sensed any divinity in Xiaoyu, only the black energy and righteousness were abnormal.
And the same is true for Dad and Daolong. Unless those powers are revealed, if you can't see the black energy and righteousness, then in the eyes of everyone, Xiaoyu is just an ordinary little girl.
This may be some kind of hiding, but the Mayans are different. They have believed in their gods since their birth.
According to records, Quetzalcoatl is a god born from the worship of the sun by the Mayan civilization.
In other words, He is the product of the intertwining of faith and the sun.
The Mayans are the givers of these beliefs. Perhaps the divinity they perceive is the belief they have contributed.
But no matter what, something might have happened on Xiaoyu's side. Before he could ask any more questions, a purple light suddenly bloomed in the castle, and some of the enemy's restrictions were triggered!
Touch!
The door to the magic room was opened, Ganwen Cuishan appeared instantly, and Daolong walked out with a sullen face holding a dead wood staff (▼ヘ▼#)
Someone actually tried to invade his territory! I'm afraid he didn't die before.
With a wave of his hand, the entire castle was shrouded in layers of purple shields. Hundreds of densely packed hexagram arrays instantly surrounded the cliff, and restrictions descended with great pressure.
Luo Qing frowned and walked out of the library unhurriedly. He had just learned the news about Xiaoyu, and immediately something went wrong in the castle. Is this a coincidence?
Glancing at the gloomy Daolong, Luo Qing asked: "Master, what happened?"
"Maybe the Holy Lord has found us, and the power of the shadow is trying to invade here." Daolong floated in the air, and the terrifying energy fluctuations on his body gradually overlapped with the castle, and the increasingly powerful fluctuations gradually spread.
