Chapter 415 Wronged, pitiful, and helpless! (I want to burn the rabbit for the leader of the allianc
In the desolate hell, the Holy Lord, who had just come back to his senses, was cursing. However, he had never seen the hermaphrodites and trolls of the new century, and he could not even bombard family trees. His vocabulary was poor and he could only repeat a few words over and over again.
However, at this moment, a gloomy voice came from behind: "Look, what did I find? A living Holy Lord?"
"Basha...wait, what are you going to do?" Seeing the sudden attack of the water demon, the Holy Lord was a little panicked to be honest. Now, he suddenly remembered that he had been carrying a burden when he left hell before.
He was on a mission to release other demons, but...even he didn't expect that returning was just a pretense. The thief worked with humans to dig holes and designed him. When he reached the ground, he was faced with a tragic situation.
The....abuse!
Going around in circles, being sealed... To be fair, even though he was sealed, he didn't know what was happening in the outside world, and naturally it was impossible to know how much time had passed.
So...what's the situation now? Bazaar came here, but what about the other demons?
"What to do? Of course I'm catching up with you!" With a sinister smile on his face, the old and new grudges made Bazaar simply no longer care about the rules of hell, and directly summoned a wave to rush over.
The Holy Lord was completely caught off guard. He wanted to escape, but his mind and body were a little unwilling to cooperate. The seal had been intermittently sealed for thousands of years, making the Holy Lord forget how to move his body. And in the next moment, the wave swarmed over him.
Come on, save him from getting entangled, the waves pushed him over and over again, circling crazily in place. At the same time, while venting his anger, Bazaar said over and over again:
"Releasing other demons, but leaving my Hell Gate alone? What a beautiful job, Holy Lord!"
"???"
WTF?
Other demons released?
I do not know how?
However, the Holy Lord, who was completely immersed in the tide, as if he was being tossed around in a drum washing machine, had no chance to argue.
"While doing this, have you ever thought that you will come back to this ghost place?"
'I don't want to either, but who would have thought that the thief's tricks are too deep!'
It's like an online scammer who defrauded you of all your savings, and also took away your hard-earned garage. When you wake up, you lie naked on the hotel bed, your whole body aches. Pick up the phone.
My wife also said she wanted a divorce, this and this!
It’s not something that can be expressed in a simple tragic word!
'Suffer!'
It was thrown into the tide like a drum washing machine and tossed wildly for several hours. Finally, after Bazaar vented her anger, she fell out and lay on a piece of floating land like a dead dog.
"Tell me, what should we do now?"
Just as the Holy Lord was lying on the ground, taking a breath, Basha flew over from a distance, wrapped her tail around the Holy Lord's waist and lifted him up from the ground. The two demons faced each other.
"What should I do? I don't know anything. What do you want me to say?" The Holy Lord was dizzy and subconsciously wanted to pull off Bazaar's tail, but he lost all his strength and his body was just that of an ordinary dragon.
Where did he get the resistance?
"Pretend, are you pretending to me again? Do you believe that the treatment just now will happen again?" Bazaar subconsciously felt that the Holy Master was being tough and wanted to help him understand. But then, the touch of the tail did not feel the Holy Master at all.
The power in the main body, whether it was fire or talismans, all disappeared, leaving only the curse that the seven demons had engraved on the soul of the Holy Lord. She loosened her tail, opened her mouth, and Basha asked in disbelief.
: "Wait, you really don't know anything?"
"Um..."
It was a soft sound, but even Bazaar could clearly feel the grievance and confusion in this voice.
He was sealed, and was driven back to hell, and was sealed again, and was driven back to hell again. At first, the body was still his own, but later not only did he lose the charm, and his anger was gone, he was also driven back to hell. No matter how powerful he was,
Even the devil cannot bear this kind of grievance!
Basha observed carefully again and saw that the Holy Master didn't seem to be pretending, so she said, "Tell me, what do you remember?"
"You planted a curse on me, and I was summoned from the ground. I encountered a trap when I went out, and was sealed at that time...I don't know anything about what happened next!"
"a year ago?"
Basha was shocked after hearing this. This was more than a year! But during this period, although it was not every day, in the early days, the Holy Lord communicated with them very frequently. This time was basically
Sorry!
In shock, even the tail was no longer tightly bound, allowing the Holy Master to find an opportunity and escape far away: "Tell me, who are the demons who were released?"
Seeing Basha pointing at him, the Holy Lord was confused at first, and then his face turned red. Of course, it was not because of shame, but because of anger.
"Damn little thief... stole my body and released other demons..."
Noticing Basha's scrutinizing gaze, the Holy Lord changed the subject: "I mean, the curse is still on me... You see, now that other demons have escaped, on my side, please Basha, please."
Lift the spell? I should be free again, right?"
"What did you say? You want freedom from me?"
As soon as she heard this, Bazaar was immediately furious. Let’s not talk about the issue of the devil’s integrity. Just because she is still sealed in hell, this damn Holy Master is not worthy of talking to her about this issue. I thought in my heart.
, she also said the same thing: "I am still trapped in hell, how can you say this to me? I think I should get rid of you!"
"I've done everything I should do, but that little thief got in the way, you can't blame me!"
.....
Before he finished speaking, the Holy Lord was thrown into the wave again, being thrown around like dirty clothes, which was so miserable.
After hearing these words, Basha completely gave up the idea of relying on the Holy Lord. This guy had nothing, and it would be difficult for him to survive in hell, let alone rely on him.
So, if you want to get out, you still have to save yourself. Since Bo just gave up your body in order to escape, don't blame her for using it again now!
Thinking like this, Bazaar cut off her magic power and rushed towards the direction she came from without looking back. But behind her, the powerless Holy Lord was thrown away and hit against a rock, lying weakly on her stomach to relieve her dizziness.
It was disgusting, but the uncertain light in his eyes still indicated that his heart was not as weak and bully as his strength showed.
At the same time, with the help of part of Bo Gang's body, Basha forcibly opened up the isolation between hell and reality as a means of consumption. In the above world, Europe, Xiao Feng, who was explaining something to the boss, suddenly noticed something. The next moment, a simple door opened
The bronze mirror flew down from the corridor on the second floor, looking at the desolate and familiar scenery, as well as the angry expression on Bazaar's face. A trace of guilt and doubt arose in his heart.
"Basha? What do you want from me?"
He hurriedly calmed down and tried to appear as calm as possible. Then, after signaling Di Kui not to talk casually, Sao Feng spoke.
"Haha, do you really think you have sealed the Holy Lord?" Old Basha said, sarcastically speaking.
Sao Feng was horrified, but the next moment he told himself not to panic. Everyone knows the rules. Unless the devil is sealed, the gate of hell will not disappear. No matter how much stuff is filled in, the whole earth is sent in.
, Hell Gate also accepts death, it just needs to seal the corresponding demon!
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "Haha, what else? With the help of human hands, the door to hell was opened, and the Holy Lord was actually sealed to hell. Come to think of it, you have already arrived in hell. You have met him, right?
"
Calmly taking a cup of hot tea from beside him, Xiao Feng slowly sipped the tea and said softly: "Don't worry, the Holy Lord asked everyone to join forces because he violated the agreement between us demons and provoked everyone's anger.
Strangulation. But even if he didn't complete what he promised, the other brothers would help! It's just that the Panku treasure box is still with the Holy Lord's men. It will take a while to find it. It will take a thousand years to come.
Now, Basha, you don’t have to worry about it for a few days, right?"
"I'm not in a hurry, and a Holy Lord has returned, but I just don't know if this is the Holy Lord you call me!"
As she spoke, a thin stream of water gathered in Basha's hand. After several transformations, it formed the appearance of the Holy Lord, and the color was dyed with yellow and green colors.
Just say it, Sao Feng sighed comfortingly in his heart. However, at this moment, the Dikui on the side looked at the image opposite him and couldn't help but said: "Why are the pants purple-red? I shouldn't remember that they are green
?"
???
Dikui, you discovered Hua Dian!
Sao Feng quickly opened his eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, the only beach pants worn by the Holy Master to hide his shame were actually purple. This was very different from the green they saw after breaking the armor before. Sao Feng even doubted it.
This was Bazaar's ghostly trick to deceive them, so that the demons would not abandon her. But when I thought about it again, I realized that the difference this time was not just the pair of beach shorts.
Dragon horns, dragon head, scales, limbs, tail... From beginning to end, the Holy Lord presented by Bazaar is two completely different individuals from the Holy Lord they saw.
Yes, the two are indeed very similar, that’s right!
But the Holy Lord they saw looked like an evil dragon with a majestic head, horns, beard and tail, just like in the ancient times when it was powerful.
But what Bazaar saw was more like a big green lizard covered in dragon skin... Could it be that it was absorbed and sealed? In less than a minute, the Holy Lord would have time to come.
Change your pants and do some styling?
"Basha, what do you want to say?"
"What do I want to say? No, it's not what I want to say, but what should you do!" She scattered the models casually, and Basha chuckled: "Open the door to hell and let me go back. I will tell you everything I know."