I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Chapter 107 The Holy Lord's Recovery
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Shen Zhao groped his chin, Daolon didn't need help, it could be seen that he had been preparing for a long time.

Of course, Shenzhao is eager for the return of travelers from abroad. This will not only speed up the progress, but may also test the strength of the outside world in the first batch.

By comparing the strength of those races with the inheritance, perhaps we can calculate the current might of the gods.

Thinking about these things, Shen Zhao returned to the main hall on the first floor.

He looked at the statue of the Holy Master for a long time, and said, "I will let you out in three days."

The holy master's scarlet eyes brightened. He looked at this strange and familiar son, his eyes were full of pressure, because he could feel that he, who was so crippled to such an extent, might no longer be his opponent.

But the monarch's pride did not allow him to surrender, he just looked at Shen Zhao quietly, his eyes gradually complicated.

"You are excellent." The Lord said as his eyes gradually dimmed. This was his evaluation of this son in his heart, a sincere evaluation.

"Maybe you think I'm mean, and I don't dare to help you regain your strength and fight fairly, but the images in your brainwashing have already explained everything." Shen Zhao looked at the completely dimmed eyes of the Holy Master, and whispered Said: "The extraordinary world is cruel, everything is written by the victors"

"Whether it's despicable or cowardly, I want to win." Shen Zhao's scarlet eyes were somewhat empty: "Keep winning!"

"As a demon lord, I absolutely cannot lose!" Shen Zhao said and turned around.

A black and golden throne appeared from another space, and Shen Zhao walked towards the throne step by step, as if he was getting stronger little by little now.

He turned around and sat down, muttering firmly in his mouth: "Not even once!"

Zhu Lin and Berg, who were studying runes in the room on the second floor, seemed to feel something. Their eyes unconsciously turned to the wall, as if they saw the steadfast monarch through several walls.

Their slight dissatisfaction with becoming a family member seems to have gradually dissipated.

Time does not stop because of anything, in this era of recovery, changes are happening every moment.

The follow-up of the cat people and the circulation of the mermaids in the upper class make a fig leaf seem to fall off.

The age of mankind has ushered in a change, the supernatural is gradually being worshiped and sought after, and some special academies have also begun to come to the fore.

These changes were only completed within two days, which also has to be said that modern people have a strong ability to accept them.

In the United States, they even want to establish diplomatic relations with the cat people, but it is a pity that the cat people have a headache for their king, and they only recognize Xiaoyu and Dad, and no one else can enter the virgin forest, otherwise they will be scratched or even killed .

It's just that these are not what Shen Zhao cares about. After the mage under his hand said that the formation was ready, he turned his attention to the statue of the Holy Lord.

One-eighth of the task can be completed.

As if feeling something, Holy Lord's eyes lit up scarlet, and he looked at Shen Zhao quietly without saying a word.

A spatial fluctuation flashed across, and the space was like a piece of cloth cut by a blade, revealing a hint of darkness.

Shen Zhao reached in and fumbled for a bit, and when his hand retracted, 32 huge teeth floated in his hand.

The Lord still watched this scene quietly, his eyes were very calm, without the anger or expectation that Shen Zhao imagined.

It was as if the things in Shen Zhao's hands had nothing to do with him.

Shen Zhao is also silent, the Holy Master has certain feelings for the devil dragon, and after learning about the ancient deeds, Shen Zhao actually admires these monarchs.

Although in his opinion, these monarchs may have too many things, but this cannot deny their strength and talent.

The power of floating was used, and 32 teeth were neatly embedded in the mouth of the statue of the Holy Lord.

At this moment, just because of the return of a magic item, the black energy and righteous energy in the whole world became restless.

The black air showed the enthusiasm just like seeing Xiaoyu, rushing towards the body of the Holy Master.

Perhaps because Shen Zhao has been doing things, Hei Qi's affinity with Shen Zhao is not even as close as that of Daolong, and the statue in front of him is his real son.

The actual body of the Holy Lord in front of him is gradually becoming fleshy. Although the Holy Lord has nothing now, his strength is still beyond Shen Zhao's imagination.

The balance of the balance fell directly from [-] to [-]. This is just an increase in teeth, and one can imagine the power of the Holy Lord.

At this moment, the forces of all parties also turned their heads to pay attention to this side.

Papa Antique Store.

Xiaoyu, who was learning magic with her father, paused, and a wave of righteousness slowly emerged from her body.

This also attracted Dad and Tru, they directly gave up the magic in their hands, and looked at Xiaoyu with concern.

And the old man also felt something. He stretched out his palm, and a Taiji diagram was slowly rotating in his hand. On the Taiji diagram, almost the entire area was black, and only he and a flower stood on top of the righteousness. pressure.

The old man didn't look at himself, but at the top of the black air, where besides the simple dragon head, there was a flame oriental dragon pattern.

"Holy Lord, revived!" Dad murmured, his eyes looked at Xiaoyu, it seemed that the collapse of the balance made the saint warrior passively awaken.

But this is the legendary demon lord, Saint Seiya. Is it really okay?

And the dazed Xiaoyu was also a little confused at the moment: "Why did you come out?"

"I feel the absolute darkness. The heaven and the earth don't seem to allow her to make any trouble at this moment." The saint's tone was very solemn, and she could feel who had recovered.

That was the monarch who once made her fear.

"Who has recovered?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"Fire Demon, Holy Master!" the Saint Warrior said heavily.

"Resuscitate, let's recover. Anyway, he and the devil dragon will definitely fight. In the end, there will only be one of them left, which is the same as before." Xiaoyu's tone was a little indifferent.

"Uh, what's going on?" Sheng Douyu was obviously interested.

"The demon who fought with you last time is the son of the Holy Lord, and he took the Holy Lord's twelve charms for himself." Xiaoyu finished the matter very briefly.

Immediately, the Saint Seiya became more interested: "Then the Holy Master must not teach that kid severely? How about we go to watch the battle?"

These words instantly pierced Zhong Xiaoyu's heart, and without any hesitation, Xiaoyu directly agreed: "Okay, wait until I find a chance to sneak out."

"It's too troublesome, why don't I just run out with my upper body? This old man can't stop me." Saint Seiya said enthusiastically.

At this moment, Xiaoyu felt that the words of the Saint Seiya were all in her heart, and it would be difficult for her to slip away by herself. It would be much better if the Saint Seiya came.

With such a powerful force, Dad and the others shouldn't be so worried, right?

"Quick, quick." Xiaoyu agreed directly.

As a result, a powerful white light shot out from Xiaoyu's body, and under the shocked eyes of the old man, he rushed out of the antique shop in an instant, and the speed even gave the old man no time to react.

"Oh~ the saint has awakened, Chen Long, let's chase after him." Dad yelled and walked out quickly.

Tru, who had no sense of presence, followed closely behind, and Chen Long outside the door was also shocked, what happened to pass by his eyes?

After hearing the old man's words, the broom in his hand turned into powder with a sound, and the ground under his feet was cracked. He smashed through the gate of the old man's antique shop in an instant, and chased directly in the direction where the white light passed.

And the old man stopped when he reached the door, as if thinking of the previous experience, he said: "Tru is at home looking after the shop."

Tru: ".OK sir."

(End of this chapter)