The Lord's World Tour

It can only be said that it is very similar!

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Bai Yi's attainments in magic were not enough to support him to understand the magic circle arranged by Daolong to revive the original Holy Lord.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand,

The boss of a game company may not be able to type code, and the boss of a cosmetics company may not necessarily be able to make... As long as he can be the boss, as long as he can employ people, there is no problem if he is a little lacking in other aspects.What's more, before this, Bai Yi thought about it no less than ten times, but he couldn't find the reason for Daolong to do small tricks behind his back.

Demon Lord, can you speak well?

Don't be ridiculous, a bad old man can still be fooled by a smooth tongue.

Can eloquence compare to real materials?Comparable to Ma Jiu Wizard's magic ball?Or one of the nine black shadow masks?Or even a chance to watch the spell encyclopedia?

Can't compare,

Compared to the original Holy Master who can only write empty promises, Bai Yi's generosity is beyond the reach of demons.A strong interest relationship will firmly bind all the tool people to his side for Bai Yi to drive.

Therefore, Bai Yi has always been "very relieved" towards Daolong.

"Your Majesty, this is what you want. The magic that can resurrect the Holy Lord from hell is here. Check to see if there are any problems. If there are any problems, there is still a little time before the Lunar New Year. You can rearrange them."

While Daolong was talking, he directed a few night bat soldiers to bring over the cauldron and the supporting materials for the spell that would be cast later.

Although he didn't quite understand it, Bai Yi still pretended to examine it, and then looked at Daolong.The bright red light in his eyes blocked his eyes, and he said blankly: "Whether it is the summoned magic or the weakened magic, the arrangement is very good, I am very satisfied."

"Just here, prepare to communicate with the Holy Master for the last time, let him come up!"

"It's fine if there is no problem." Dao Long nodded, and then said to Bai Yi again: "Then, Your Majesty, do you think there is anything else that needs to be prepared?"

Hearing this, Bai Yi shook his head first, then continued:

"Follow what you told me before, [-]% kill the Holy Lord, [-]% let him go back again, I am already very satisfied with this."

After all, it was his own predecessor, so Bai Yi still had some doubts about how strong the Holy Lord could be.

Lost twelve spells, but has a relatively complete body.With one plus and one minus, the Holy Master may not be weaker than when he collected all the spells "resurrection" before.

so,

After all, we still have to play some tricks.

Daolong nodded, took the special potion from the night bat soldiers and poured it into the container, and said to Bai Yi at the same time:

"It's time to start communicating with the Holy Master. In order to avoid failure due to accidents, please Your Majesty stay away from here, or hide your existence..."

"You can start!" As the words fell, the snake charm in Bai Yi's body suddenly burst into light, and the huge dragon gradually disappeared from head to toe, hiding in the air.

Then he retreated more than ten meters away to ensure that his existence would not interfere with the dialogue between Daolong and the Holy Lord later, and he would not be noticed by the Holy Lord who was sealed in hell and only had soul left on the opposite side of the magic arrive.

.....

At eight o'clock in the evening, on the rim of the crater,

On the platform built by the soldiers of the Night Bat Group and the Ninja Group.

"Boom boom boom..."

The deafening drumming accompanied by the vibration of the air spread from the top of the mountain to the surroundings.

Under the platform, Daolong, who had been wearing a black wizard robe for a long time, stood up and stepped onto the platform with a serious expression.

At the same time, on the mountainside [-] meters below the volcanic crater, hundreds of wizards of different ages gathered. After hearing the sound of the drum, hundreds of wizards also ended their chatting and quickly returned to their positions to hold their hands. A flaming iron rod was held up high, chanting words.

Crater, platform.

Daolong standing in the center took another step after hearing the chaotic and orderly voices that gradually gathered behind him.Wearing a black wizard robe, he jumped up and down on the platform to the beat of the drum, singing and chanting.

When the voices of the mountainside and Daolong were connected to the city, the drumbeat suddenly became low and slow:

"It sounds like a mosquito in the anime, I don't know what Daolong read..."

The voice of Daolong chanting the spell echoed among the mountains,

His original voice was not loud, but after the addition of magic and echo, it became as loud as an air defense siren, echoing in everyone's ears and minds.

Daolong followed hundreds of people wearing wizard robes. The spellcasters were immersed in magic and didn't notice. With a circle of echoes, their voices spread to the small town below the mountain.The townspeople who were preparing dinner were annoyed by the unusually loud but unknown source of chanting.

In the picture Bai Yi saw, many people were abusing at home, and even chose to call the police.The local JC reacted quickly and dressed up and drove towards the source of the sound, which was the volcano under his feet.

"Go, stop these people, let them go back!"

"Tonight, no one can get near this mountain range!"

After the words fell, thousands of black shadow ninjas sprang out from behind Bai Yi, and ran down the mountain like flying.

After the ninjas dealt with those JCs who were about to come to the mountain like chopping melons and vegetables, the curse of Daolong came to an end.

Stop dancing on the last beat of the drum:

"The answer for you is the most vicious fire-breathing dragon!"

"boom!"

The liquid in the cauldron prepared earlier exploded with a violent sound, billowing black smoke rose, entangled in the air and gathered into a cloud cluster the size of a desk, the next moment the cloud cluster fluctuated like the surface of water, reflected A world full of desolation and death. ,

As far as the eye can see, floating stones can be seen everywhere.Some of these stones are as small as a snail, while others are larger than a football field, and even comparable to a small forest.