Doraemon: Rebirth of Mushan Yingcai

Chapter 248 Return of the Black Dragon King

In the territory of the Giant Spirit Demon Ape Clan, any force could feel the terrifying energy fluctuations, an unimaginably powerful aura.

Inside the red building, spices were burning in the incense burner, and white smoke wafted in the room.

On the big red bed, sat a woman.

The tulle covered her face, making it impossible to see her true face, but from the outline revealed by the tulle, it can be seen that the woman is very beautiful.

Bai Nen's jade hand held a secret document, frowned, and said: "It has been silent for 10 years, why do you have to go to war today? He should know what he has to do, what do you have? New plan? Ao Wuhui!"

She is the Lord Wuqing Fairy who went to Jianhuang in the past and talked with Zhuxian Jianxian, the Lord of Jianhuang.

Standing up from the bed, the bell tied around the ankle rang.

"No matter what you want, Xiao Wu! You can't destroy the plan. After all, this is the will of the Eight Desolation Masters, and it is also your will."

Fairy Ruthless was muttering to herself, a complex look appeared on her delicate and charming face.

In the dark palace, countless totems of fallen angels were carved on the walls, and the surroundings were quiet.

A huge portrait of a man wearing pitch-black full-body armor, holding a long sword with two pitch-black wings on the hilt, unusually deep pitch-black eyes, long pitch-black hair, and a gentle face, was placed in the most eye-catching place.

There were only two figures in the main hall, one was sitting high on the throne, his appearance and clothes were exactly the same as the portrait, the identity of this person was ready to be revealed, it was the king of the wilderness, the twelve-winged fallen angel Lucifer.

One person was kneeling on one knee, his clothes were in tatters, and even his hair was sloppy. There were at least a dozen wounds wrapped in bandages, and bright red blood was faintly overflowing.

"Brother! I failed!"

There was a gray and defeated look on his face, like a bereaved dog, and he completely lost his soul.

It was Lucifer who was sent flying by the Black Dragon King Ao Wuhui. Not only did he fail the mission, but he was also seriously injured. He fled back to the underworld in desperation. At this time, he didn't dare to look at his brother's face.

"Head up!"

A faint but majestic voice came from the throne.

"Yes!"

Lucifer slowly raised his head, his lifeless eyes met Lucifer's.

Lucifer's pitch-black pupils did not have any emotional fluctuations at all, and the depth in them made the originally colorless Lucifer's eyes feel a sense of fear.

"Naturally, there will be punishment for mission failure. Now I order you to go to the abyss and ice hell, and practice hard until you break through the quasi-sage, otherwise you cannot leave the level." Lucifer said without doubt.

Lucifer lowered his head, representing silent acquiescence.

He stood up, bowed and took ten steps back, then turned around and strode away.

"I hope that on the day you become a quasi-sage, you can wash away the shame with your own hands."

Lucifer's cold voice rang in his ears, Lucifer paused, clenched his hands into fists, and finally let go, and walked back, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

When Lucifer's figure left the hall far away, Lucifer looked at the long sword floating next to the throne, and said solemnly in his tone: "I didn't expect that before I knew it, my strong man in the wilderness would have been killed Jianhuang and Yaohuang completely surpassed each other. From being comparable in the past, to now there is a huge gap in strength. The rest of the wilds are also developing rapidly, only Minghuang is standing still."

After a pause, he continued: "Furthermore, judging from this incident, the rest of the wildernesses don't know. It seems that the two wildernesses, the sword and the demon, have joined together for a long time and plotted secretly. It is completely unclear whether the other wilderness forces are also involved. In troubled times, I, Minghuang, can't be alone, and I don't even have enough power to protect myself."

Not only are the rulers of Ming and Emotions full of worries, but the other desolate forces are also worried about some things.

Sitting alone by the waterfall, with a long gun wrapped in coarse cloth beside him, he frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Drinking sake alone, wearing a ring with the word "Sword Immortal" written on it, Jade Immortal Sword Immortal looked at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

In a temple, a monk wearing a cassock knelt on a futon, clasped his hands, and recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. The Buddhist scriptures that were supposed to calm the mind, but the person who recited them had a strange face, as if he was worried about something.

In the pure white palace, white birds were flying. A blond man with twelve golden wings behind him was sitting cross-legged on the ground, singing a beautiful song in a low voice. The white birds circled around the blond man, This situation should be in a good mood, but the blond man clenched his hands tightly.

Inside the palace full of classical colors, countless court ladies knelt down and worshiped, and eunuchs trembling with whisks in their hands, all because of the man sitting on the dragon chair.

His majestic face had the profile that an emperor should have, and he was wearing a yellow dragon robe. For some reason, his whole body exuded a powerful aura, causing countless people in the palace to bow their heads and bow down, and some people quickly ran to a certain place. , Shouting Empress Empress, Your Majesty is angry and other miserable voices.

For any first-rate power, because of the Black Dragon King venting his anger and killing his clan, the originally dead lake suddenly began to flow, and it is unpredictable what kind of undercurrents there are under the water.

But among any force, no matter it is the force that originally surrendered to the ruler of the Eight Desolation, or the force that was originally independent or secretly harbored ghosts or dissatisfaction with the Ruler of the Eight Desolation, all of them were full of reverence for the Ruler of the Eight Desolation.

One person single-handedly destroyed the first-class forces, and the victory was very simple. It was like crushing ants. No one in the clan escaped at all. The unfathomable huge pit in the original clan land made everyone feel extremely heavy , the strength of the Bahuang ruler is basically at the same level, which means that the rest of the people also have the same strength, and countless people understand the power and terror of the Bahuang ruler just by imagining it.

In the pitch-black palace, soldiers from all over the place gathered in one place, all lined up in two rows, fully armed, with solemn faces.

At the front is a group of leaders, and the Ice Dragon King is standing at the No.1 position.

Not long after, a person flew in the air.

The Ice Dragon King waved his hand and shouted, "Kneel down!"

Whoa!

All the soldiers and commanders all knelt down on one knee in a uniform manner, revealing the achievements of the ace's training.

The Black Dragon King stood quietly in the sky, looking at the face below without any emotion.

"Welcome Your Majesty back!"

A deafening sound rose to the sky, and the Ice Dragon King knelt down on one knee, with his spear standing on the ground, and shouted: "Welcome Your Majesty back!"

Jingxuan and Xiaoshan, who were in the private room of the palace, knew that the Black Dragon King was back.

(End of this chapter)