From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

"How much?" Zhao Zheng frowned, thinking about the two things of flesh and blood and soul.

These things are actually very easy to obtain, because the world of the dead is a very powerful plane. In its eyes, apart from differences in strength, all flesh and blood creatures are actually the same.

Therefore, just rob directly, or even spend money to buy two slaughterhouses or breeding farms.

For this kind of sacrifice, what they want is blood, not specifying a certain race.

The only limitation is that the creatures on land scream louder, so they are more popular with some undead, right?

And Al would come to him because of this trivial matter. It is probably a matter of the contract. It has many restrictions. If you don't think about the slaughterhouse and plan to massacre the city.

As for the sea creatures, maybe Hadidas is keeping an eye on him?

"The more, the better." Al said calmly.

Zhao Zheng thought for a while, stretched out a finger, and an illusory map appeared in the void.

This map is of the city next door. There are several red circles on it, pointing out several directions.

"You can go to these places. The creatures inside are not human, but you have to control yourself. It's not convenient for me to leave now." Zhao Zheng's tone became softer.

Al glanced casually, nodded, turned around, and walked into the shadows again.

The five-meter-tall Moon Demon glanced at him coldly, turned around, stepped forward, burst out at extreme speed, and disappeared in an instant with endless darkness.

Zhao Zheng looked at the sky and continued to wait where he was. About another hour passed.

A burst of blood took the girl and quietly flew behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zheng felt the sound of slight footsteps, and a pair of slightly cool hands covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am."

There's a hint of teasing in the deliberate change of tone.

Zhao Zheng smiled and followed her childishness and said: "Shadow kitten? No, that little dwarf must have jumped to be so tall!"

"Hey~ little dwarf, you are a dog, you bite people all day long!"

The peace as always lasted for a long time, and finally, on the sixth day of Daolong's retreat again.

A powerful buzzing sound spread throughout the world.

Roar~

The roar of struggle resounded through the sky, the golden dragon exploded over the United States, and large swaths of fire clouds began to gather, covering the sky, like a celebration from the world, and looked very powerful.

boom!

There was an explosion, and Zhao Zheng looked helplessly at Xiaoyu, whose face was charred: "Let me tell you, you have just started alchemy potions now, how can you refine intermediate potions? That is something that can only be practiced by experienced people."

"Nonsense, it's obviously the problem with the fluctuation just now. Sure enough, your laboratory can't stop the invasion of the breath." Xiaoyu said and released a cleaning spell on herself.

Then he walked outside excitedly and said, "Quick, go out and see what's going on."

"So you did it on purpose just now?" Zhao Zheng followed up speechlessly.

"Don't worry about the details. I'll bring my own materials next time." Xiaoyu said without looking back and ran out of the castle.

Looking at the increasingly powerful golden dragon among the clouds, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and the joking tone disappeared: "Is this... Ao Ba?"

Zhao Zheng nodded: "There is a high probability that the Holy Master has returned to legend, and it should be related to Ximu."

Ao Ba's advanced Zhao Zheng is not unexpected. He has been completely calm for twenty days in a row. This is still very abnormal for the recovery year.

Moreover, in the past twenty days, order, black energy, and righteousness have not caused trouble.

Even Tara stayed quietly in the shadows, which was very abnormal.

Buzz~

Before the two of them could react, a second buzz sounded in San Francisco, and a powerful aura of justice rose into the sky. In an instant, it dispersed the large fire clouds, allowing the scorching sunshine to shine on the earth again.

Xiaoyu said with some surprise: "Dad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black aura followed behind him, as if it was a competition of strength, it dispersed all the remaining fire clouds, and a large piece of ominous purple smoke rendered the cloudless sky.

Brought a vision that had never been seen before.

Zhao Zheng turned his head with some surprise in his eyes. During the first fifteen days of Daolong's seclusion, he helped him build the Order Fragment Tracker.

And now the retreat is only for six days. Is it so easy for Legend to break through?

The breakthrough of the three legends pushed the balance forward in an instant. The powerful power almost enveloped Blue Star, and every transcendent watched silently.

But they can only be envious. In this era of recovery, if there is insufficient accumulation and there is no God's support, it is also difficult to break through.

The exposed giant dragon in the sky looked at the two huge momentums gloomily, and its body was slowly dissipating.

Squeak~

Tap tap tap.

The sound of the door being opened was accompanied by slight footsteps.

Daolong walked out in a good mood, with a rare easy-going smile on his always cold face.

"That lucky old guy has come this far."

Daolong murmured with some emotion. In his opinion, his father wanted to accumulate but he had not accumulated enough, and he had been wasting more than ten years selling antiques. If he hadn't been lucky, how could he have kept up with his own progress?

However, Daolong will not say anything more. Everything he can obtain now, apart from his two hundred years of hard work, is also due to luck in accepting a variable as a disciple.

Otherwise, the Age of Dharma Ending will always be the Age of Dharma Ending, and no one will have the opportunity to be promoted.

Daolong is very open-minded about these things, because he is pursuing the end of the wizard. In fact, for the realm, it is just a thing that prolongs life and allows him to contact higher spells.

If the wizard has no restrictions, then he will not look for any dog ​​spells, nor will he break through anything.

Participate in the unknown, explore the unknown, control the unknown, the wizard is the unknown!

The endless ocean of knowledge and new knowledge are what Daolong pursues.

Casting his eyes on the boy and girl at the door, Daolong walked out in a good mood.

Daolong's powerful magic reserve is not weaker than that of a legend, plus the magic encyclopedia and the favor of heaven.

Daolong, the legend, is not comparable to ordinary legends.

Daolong did not respond to the flattery, but cast his eyes on the girl who had shrunk behind Zhao Zheng at some point, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He rarely showed a kind smile. Although it was a bit scary with the dark carvings on his face and the pair of heterochromatic eyes, he still felt a little kindness from him.

"Your name is Xiaoyu, right?" Daolong asked kindly.

Xiaoyu paused, and replied nervously, "Yes, yes."

She didn't know what was wrong, but she was a little nervous when she saw Daolong. She had never been so nervous when she had a bad relationship with Zhao Zheng before.

As if he had noticed Xiaoyu's nervousness, Daolong's face became more kind, even kind.

Zhao Zheng couldn't help it. He gently turned sideways, blocking Xiaoyu tightly, and said speechlessly, "Master, your expression is very scary. If you don't believe me, look for yourself."

"Let's talk about the matter. Don't look like this. It makes me feel a little scared." Zhao Zheng said, taking out the order fragment tracker, that is, the small mirror, and facing Daolong's face. Daolong:

A # appeared on his forehead, and his eyes instantly returned to gloomy, and his good mood was instantly swept away.

After looking for a long time, Daolong closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and three big words appeared in his mind [can't beat].

He repeated it several times before suppressing this thought.

When he opened his eyes again, Daolong was completely calm. He first glanced at the boy, and then asked, "Xiaoyu, didn't the old guy teach you magic?"

Xiaoyu paused, walked out from behind Zhao Zheng silently, lowered her head and said obediently, "Dad doesn't have much time recently, and I'm also going to school."

Daolong's eyes flashed with disdain: "What's the point of going to an ordinary school? Stretch out your hand."

Xiaoyu silently stretched out her hand, palm facing up, a little nervous.

Daolong put his fingers on Xiaoyu's wrist, like a Chinese medicine pulse, for about five seconds.

A black breath flowed into Xiaoyu's hand along the pulse.

Buzz~

A not strong breath rose from Xiaoyu's body.

Xiaoyu looked up in a daze. Ah, how did you break through?

"Your magic pattern has reached the limit of your body, but your talent has not reached the limit, so you will be stuck as an apprentice and can only rely on external help." Daolong explained calmly.

"Uh, Dad didn't tell me." Xiaoyu answered subconsciously.

"That old guy doesn't have enough foundation. Is he always cramming magic knowledge?" Daolong asked casually with more obvious disdain in his eyes.

Xiaoyu nodded blankly. Dad has indeed been reading books since Zhao Zheng appeared. He taught Tru by pointing at him when he was doing experiments, and asked Tru to read books as well.

Daolong's eyes showed understanding. It was probably because he didn't carefully examine Xiaoyu's body, and was forced by those demons, that he ignored the growth speed of the genius, right?

However, he didn't continue to talk about this. Instead, he glanced at Zhao Zheng and asked lightly: "Since that old guy is not good at learning skills and is cramming himself."

"Are you interested in learning magic from me?"

Xiaoyu: ? ? ?

Zhao Zheng: ? ? ?

Dad who just broke through: A-choo~

"Isn't this too bad?"

Xiaoyu glanced at Zhao Zheng frequently while talking, and didn't know what was going on for a while.

Zhao Zheng was speechless: "Master, I learn justice magic, and you practice wizard magic, which is a cross channel."

"So what?" Daolong glanced at him and said lightly: "One method is all methods, and the practice of magic is not much different. I have much more inheritance than that old guy."

"Or do you think I can't teach her well?" Daolong said at the end, his eyes were meaningful.

Zhao Zheng looked at Daolong's serious expression, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

Zhao Zheng turned his head to look at Xiaoyu and said in her ear: "Think about it yourself, it doesn't matter if you refuse."

Xiaoyu's eyes were full of hesitation. In fact, she really wanted someone to teach her magic, but her father

Xiaoyu hesitated. She thought for a long time and shook her head: "Sorry."

Daolong didn't wait for her to finish, glanced at Zhao Zheng, and walked into the castle calmly without saying anything.

Xiaoyu's hesitation deepened. She looked at Zhao Zheng and asked in a low voice: "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Zhao Zheng reached out and touched Xiaoyu's head, looking at the sky with a serious look.

Daolong is so arrogant. It is estimated that he said he wanted to accept a disciple just on a whim. It is hard to say how much sincerity he has, but he is definitely not angry.

What Zhao Zheng is more worried about is the demons and Ximu, the old shady guy.

The shadow was silent. Although this calmness made him develop very quickly, it also made him feel a little uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoyu seemed to feel Zhao Zheng's emotions and asked softly.

"Nothing, let's go, it's almost time, we can take Xiaomao to listen to the opera." Zhao Zheng said, holding Xiaoyu and flying to the opera village.

All parts of the world are preparing for the mutation. He needs to become a god quickly now. The good luck authority is about to cool down. I hope it will be calm for a few more days.——

"Not bad, Shendu, you recovered so quickly." Ximu said with a smile, his tone full of praise.

Aoba was also happy. The intake of a lot of knowledge made his thinking more agile and gave him more means.

If he met that variable again, Aoba was confident that he could completely suppress him.

"Okay, Ximu, open your treasure house. It's time for us to revive the elves." Aoba said happily.

Once the elves come out, he will make another king dragon. By then, the variables will be surrounded by enemies, but his power will increase greatly, and no one can shake his dominant position.

"No problem, but did you bring my nephew? We need to put my nephew into the recovery group during the recovery, only in this way can we achieve the best effect." Ximu asked with a smile.

Aoba nodded, stretched out his hand, and a huge dragon egg appeared out of thin air for a moment, and then disappeared in his hand.

"Let's go, stop talking nonsense."

Aoba said lightly, and his joy was also a little less.

Ximu felt his magic reserve at the level of a mage, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. He was still recovering too slowly. He got the magic reserve in this book space and recovered to the level of a mage. He could only hope that everything would go well.

"Okay, okay, Shendu, you are still so anxious."

Ximu said helplessly, flapped his wings, and flew directly out of this secret space to a higher altitude.

Aoba followed closely behind. Now that he had recovered to the legendary level, he had enough speed to catch up with Ximu's flight.

He asked: "When will we get the Hand of Nothingness?"

Ximu was even more helpless: "God's Capital, nothingness is the most powerful mechanism of order. With the two of us missing our origins, we will go to hell in our soul state."

"Wait for me to find a time to let Dikui get it. Among the three of us, only Dikui is not afraid of being wiped out by that damn thing."

Aoba frowned: "You too."

"The angel suppressed more than half of my origins, and those origins are not just simple spaces." Ximu spread his hands: "For example, my strength, when I first came out, was not even as good as the official level, and my magic power was barely at the level of a great wizard. I was also helpless."

Aoba paused and stopped talking.

Among the eight demons, Ximu was always the most miserable one. Although he always spent his time in seals and incompleteness, he had his peak moments anyway.

And what about Ximu?