Chapter 56 Papa's Breakthrough
Seeing that the righteousness around him was a little calm but he still burrowed into the girl's arms, Shen Zhao knew that his time might not be much.

The girl has too many identities, and he is so unwilling to touch her. Unless he does it when the righteousness has not reacted, if he dares to touch her, he will wait for the saint warrior to come.

And with his current strength, it's really a bit hypocritical to face the Saint Seiya. Although he won't die, if he is thrown back to hell, then there is no need to play.

After all, apart from the first generation of saints, the subsequent generations are stronger than each other, not to mention that Xiaoyu is not only a saint.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know what Shen Zhao was going to do, but judging from what he had done so far, maybe he really wouldn't hurt Xiao Yu?

Shen Zhao was expressionless at this moment, staring coldly at Chen Long and his three bodies with scarlet eyes, and said in a condescending tone: "Evil spirit, come out!"

"I'm not going out unless you promise to let us go."

"That's right. You've already caught Tang Hong. You must be the enemy. If you tell me to go out, I'll go out. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

"Yes, yes, yes, swear on the honor of the monarch to let us go, and we will go out!"

"It's so hot, my lord, don't catch me, I promise not to run away, I'm about to burn to death."

A series of noisy voices sounded along with the wailing of the evil spirit in his hand, which made Shen Zhao a little annoyed, and the flames in his hand ignited the evil spirit in his hand.

Seeing that Xiaoyu's righteousness was becoming more and more excessive, Shenzhao felt a little sense of urgency.

He turned his head and said directly: "Old man, you don't need to prepare magic secretly, you can't imprison me even if you sneak attack, and I am here this time to kill these evil spirits, so let's cooperate, what materials are needed to get them out?" ?”

The old man paused, and the dried puffer fish that had been lit up with green light behind him slowly went out. He looked at the situation on the field and couldn't help sighing, wondering if he had fallen and wanted to cooperate with the devil.

But Chen Long's head is now as big as Tohru, and the breath of life of Feathered Serpent is gradually weakening, and Tohru has become a fucking look that wants to speak but dare not speak.

"The cricket, the moss on Emperor Fengdu's head, the mirror." The old man said, taking the dried puffer fish back to his waist.

The divine power of Shen Zhao's nodding chicken spell swept around, and in just a split second, these three things appeared in front of Dad.

"What about the boss? How about we run away?"

"How to run, I can feel it, I can't go through that flame."

"Boss, help me, I'm burned so painfully."

"The monsters, monsters, leave, monsters, monsters, and monsters."

Shenzhao looked at the chaos below with great interest, and as the old man chanted the mantra, the righteousness around him stopped, and the righteousness flowing towards Xiaoyu changed direction, and all rushed into the old man's body.

But the mirror gods around were even more eager, as if they couldn't help but make a move.

"The old man started chanting, what should I do? I don't want to go back into the mirror."

"What else can I do? What about the demon monarch? Tang Hong!"

With a shrill roar, Shenzhao frowned fiercely, and the evil spirit in his hand that was being burned by the fire suddenly turned into a huge phantom, and then disappeared in an instant.

In just a split second, Shen Zhao felt a little flustered, the endless flames began to gather, and for the first time he felt out of control, the black pants were slightly rolled up, and there was a tendency to be ignited.

His appearance is changing to that of a human being, and the surrounding flames seem to be about to get out of control, collapsing.

"He's afraid of losing his strength!"

"It turns out that the demon kings also have something to fear. I thought they were invincible!"

"Hahahaha, the more you fear something, that thing will come true~"

"I seem to be able to taste the soul of a monarch today~"

There was another burst of crying and howling, but Shen Zhao's complexion turned cold. Although he had already started to feel a burning sensation on his body and his pants were also ignited, he was really not panicking now.

The divine power of the sheep charm was activated, and the demon monarch who was still sitting high in the sky slowly lowered his head.

But a touch of soul blue stood up from the body, Shen Zhao didn't hesitate, grabbed his neck and pulled something out.

The mirror god like a clown is being violently pulled out, and the noisy and annoying shouts continue.

It's just that Shen Zhao didn't have the mind to pay attention to them anymore. When the clown completely left his body, the surrounding flames were instantly stabilized, and it was still a cage formed by the authority of the flames, tightly trapping all living beings on the field.

"The monsters, monsters, leave, monsters, monsters, and monsters."

The old man's spell became more and more urgent, endless green light began to spray, and a white robe appeared faintly in the void, which was the symbol of the archmage.

As the old man used the magic to expel the mirror god, the white robe slowly came down, and with the help of endless righteousness, the old man burst out with a powerful aura.

A strand of green light shone on the three of Chen Long, directly knocking the three mirror gods into the air, hitting the flame wall fiercely, and their whispers sounded again.

"Boss, what should I do? I'm so scared!"

"This old man seems to have made a breakthrough."

"There is another demon monarch, what should I do?"

"or."

Automatically ignoring the three mirror gods who were whispering frantically, Shen Zhao stared at his father solemnly, and said forcefully, "Take your people and go, you don't have restraint magic."

The soul in his hand was still struggling endlessly, but was firmly suppressed by the demon monarch's soul, just like a chicken caught by a human butcher, it could only flop around.

The robe on the father's body fluttered. He stared intently at Shen Zhao for a while and then nodded slowly. He stepped forward, and a green barrier of light directly enveloped Chen Long and his party.

"go!"

The old man just said something lightly, and then slowly walked towards the exit in the image.

Even if he breaks through the archmage now, then he is still [-]-[-] with Shen Zhao, mainly because Shen Zhao's immortality makes him helpless, and consumption can consume him to death.

And if these four mirror gods ran away during the fight, the consequences would be disastrous.

Due to various concerns, the father chose to give in this time, which is probably a kind of return gift for Shenzhao's help in finding materials.

The silver Feathered Serpent gradually regained his physical body, his eyes flustered, but when he saw Xiaoyu walking out with the black windbreaker as a skirt, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Zhao with complicated eyes, and under the protection of his father's powerful green light, he walked directly into the flames.

Shen Zhao is still in the state of the soul body at this time. He found that the demon monarch is simply a bug. The soul is immortal and the soul is out of the body, which is simply a natural restraint for the soul body race.

Shen Zhao also heaved a sigh of relief when Dad and the others completely left their flame authority.

After Dad broke through to the Archmage just now, the righteousness around him has also become calm, and this kind of thing like the way of heaven has finally calmed down.

In fact, although it seems that Shenzhao has always had the absolute upper hand, the upright side is really not weak.

As an ancient god, Feathered Serpent God is gradually recovering his power.

Plus Dad, and Xiaoyu who is about to wake up if there is a disagreement.
If we fight now, Shenzhao feels a little vain, what if he kills Dad, Chen Long, and Feathered Serpent casually by virtue of his immortality.
Tsk tsk tsk, it's better to bully and bully these noisy mirror gods.

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