From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

Both of them are kind-hearted people. As long as they have the opportunity, they will not want to see anyone die unnaturally in front of them.

Perhaps the fortune teller also grasped this point and wanted to use it as a threat.

But this had nothing to do with Zhao Zheng. A smile appeared on his face: "Threatening me?"

A trace of fear flashed in Jin Bo's eyes, but he still bent slightly and said with great respect: "No, of course not, respectful and great existence, I am just stating my request. If you are not willing, I will also use the shadow mask Leave it to you, I just hope to survive."

Zhao Zheng lightly hooked his fingertips, and in an instant, the horned mask broke away from Jin Bo's tightly held hand and flew into his hand.

Zhao Zheng casually looked at the mask in his hand, and then sent the mask to the divine realm. He looked at Jin Bo with a pair of eyes exuding a gentle smile, which immediately made Jin Bo feel intense uneasiness.

"Zhao Zheng!"

Jackie Chan frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "You can't steal other people's things, even if they are magic items."

Zhao Zheng paused, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He was so kind, and there was no room for darkness in his eyes.

He spread his hands and said, "Mr. Cheng, Shadow is different from other masks. Its growth requires fresh life as nourishment, and Digui is a demon. What will happen if he escapes?"

"Are you sure you want to give up thousands of ordinary people for such a morally hijacking person?"

Zhao Zheng said as he looked through the God's Domain and found a book he read before entering the abyss, which was about ten shadow masks.

Turn to the first page and hand it directly to Jackie Chan: "Mr. Cheng, read it yourself."

After saying that, he took Xiaoyu's hand and walked out the door with Jin Bo's eyes dimming suddenly: "Ao Chen, let's go."

"Yes, boss." Ao Chen said, casting a disdainful glance at Jackie Chan, and followed the young girl out the door without hesitation.

Jackie Chan frowned and looked at the description in the book in his hand. The Shadow Devouring Army, as its name suggests, relies entirely on swallowing shadows to grow.

The more shadows they swallow and the stronger the general who leads them, the stronger they become.

The world is divided into yin and yang, and so are the creatures. The shadow is the dark side of the creature. All creatures whose shadow is swallowed will fall into a vegetative state. If the shadow cannot be found, it will be almost impossible to wake up, which is no different from death.

Jackie Chan's hand holding the book turned slightly white. Looking at Miss Jinbo whose face was full of panic, he thought for a while and comforted him: "Don't worry Miss Jinbo, I will stay to protect you."

Jin Bo paused for a moment, then showed a forced smile: "Thank you, brave man."

Jackie Chan thought for a while, and a trace of divine aura flickered on his body. Under his clothes, a blue tights quickly appeared, and the fate around him began to fluctuate again.

Miss Jin Bo suddenly raised her head and looked at Jackie Chan, her eyes full of disbelief, because the fate of the brave man became blurry and unclear at this moment.

None of this group seems to be simple.

"I will stay here until the time you said, and then I will leave." Jackie Chan said, holding the book in his hand, silently walked out of the divination room, and sat on the wooden board to carefully read the book in his hand.

Because he found that in the current world, his knowledge was completely insufficient. He could not even see the overall situation and could only judge by the things in front of him.

This is very bad. Without knowledge, he cannot even educate his children.

Not far away, Zhao Zheng looked at Jackie Chan with helplessness on his face. He squeezed Xiaoyu's hand and asked, "Mr. Cheng is still growing, but he is growing a little slowly."

Xiaoyu's face still looked a little unhappy. Anyway, she didn't know what she was unhappy about. It was quite baffling. She suddenly lost all interest in divination and idols.

"Uncle Long just needs to stay here. Let's go to Di Kui's country."

Xiaoyu said, pulling Zhao Zheng and flying forward.

"Uh, wait for me for a minute." Zhao Zheng was suddenly dragged away, a little dazed, and said quickly when he came to his senses.

Xiaoyu stopped, looked at him doubtfully and asked, "What's wrong?"

"If Uncle Long wants to stay here, I have to leave something for him." Zhao Zheng thought for a while and called directly: "Ao Chen."

Ao Chen, who was flying in front of them, paused, flew back instantly, and responded respectfully: "Boss."

Zhao Zheng reached into the God's Realm space to fish it out, and handed him a few very old books that had been turned over: "Give these to Jackie Chan, and then you can stay here to protect his safety."

"I understand, boss." Ao Chen said, took the book, turned around, and flew back.

Zhao Zheng took the initiative to fly away with Xiaoyu and explained: "Those are the basic knowledge of the extraordinary world. What Uncle Long lacks most now is these. Uncle Long can't remain ignorant forever."

Xiaoyu nodded and couldn't help but urge: "Let's go, let's go. Think about the time, the boss is coming out soon, we can't delay any longer."

"Don't be so anxious. Do you know where Di Kui's door is? Are you familiar with the magic spells and magic patterns?" Zhao Zheng asked helplessly.

On the index finger of his left hand, Errona appeared above the jungle after a dragon roar.

Zhao Zheng took Xiaoyu to sit on the dragon's skull, held the girl in his arms, and whispered: "So, you should see more of the sealing magic during the journey."

Xiaoyu shrank back, feeling the increasingly familiar embrace, with a smile on her face: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Zhao Zheng put his head on top of the girl's head, with a little smile in his eyes. Look, the girl will grow up, and it seems that she has a little possessiveness.

This is good.

He tapped Elrona's head with his fingertips, and the bone dragon flapped its wings fiercely, taking the two people up into the sky and disappearing into the jungle.

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"Master, Master, the Shadow Devouring Mask is gone."

On the other side of the island country, Tara spoke carefully to Zhao Zheng in front of him, and the shadow of the big head shook a little.

A lot of magic was cast on him, but Zhao Zheng did not release his body.

This caused his mental power to become weaker and weaker, and even his perception of the mask was a little illusory.

"Gone? What do you mean gone?" Zhao Zheng's scarlet eyes flashed with murderous intent, looking coldly at this legend who could be called a waste.

It was simply a waste of his magic power, especially when the claw shadow mask was lost, Zhao Zheng even suspected that this guy was deliberately making trouble.

"From the feeling that the Shadow Eater and the Ninja give me now, they should have been taken away by that human." Tara lowered his head to hide his eyes, and said with some trembling.

"What use do you say you are?" Zhao Zheng asked gloomily, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. But there was a smile in his heart. For him who had collected all the shadow masks, Tara was of no use at all!

It's time to make a break with him!

"Sorry, Your Majesty, your humble servant is just an unstable mental power. Your Majesty Zhulan's magic is too targeted. Your servant can't even use the formal energy, and now he can't even open the channel between reality and shadow."

"My greatest fire demon majesty, if it is your humble servant who makes you angry, then I hope that your majesty will let me tell you the location of the remaining shadow masks before you kill me."

Tara said very sincerely, almost prostrating his head on the ground, his tone full of loyalty and humility, and it is impossible to imagine that he had been the highest authority of the shadow for hundreds of years.

Zhao Zheng took a deep breath and barely suppressed his anger. In fact, he knew that Tara was not to blame. He was just too vigilant because he didn't want to endure a second betrayal.

But the passing of the Devouring Shadow still made him irritable. It meant that he needed to use his own treasure house to revive the elves.

That was no different from killing him.

He had snatched them bit by bit. All the things he liked were the most beautiful in the world. Should he really use up these materials that looked like works of art?

The anger that Zhao Zheng had just suppressed in his eyes rose again. He looked at Tara and said gloomily: "If there is any mistake with this mask, you will have no need to exist."

"Yes, Your Majesty, but your humble servant sensed the breath of fate at the last moment when the Devouring Shadow disappeared. The place where the Devouring Shadow mask disappeared may be the territory of a fortune teller, and only the obstruction of fate can prevent me from finding the location of the Devouring Shadow." Tara gave another piece of information in panic.

Zhao Zheng paused as he was about to leave: "Fortune teller? Is there still such a profession now?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will not make mistakes. Although I cannot use any ability, I can use my life as a guarantee." Tara said, his whole body trembling constantly, and people can easily see his fear.

"I know, if it is really a fortune teller, then you have made up for it this time." Zhao Zheng nodded thoughtfully.

The fortune teller plays a big role. At least in this era of recovery, the fortune teller can let Zhao Zheng see his future again.

Although the price is the death of the fortune teller, it is not a price for Zhao Zheng at all.

What does the life and death of others have to do with Zhao Zheng?

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Your humble servant will do his best to help you, because your strength is my belief, and my life is in your hands." Tara said in fear and trepidation

"Get up, take me to get the mask first." Zhao Zheng's anger was calmed down, and he said coldly.

Tara was still lying on the ground, and a hint of joy could be clearly heard in his tone: "Yes, Your Majesty, General Samo's mask is in the valley ahead."

Zhao Zheng looked down at him with contempt for a while, and then slowly flew up and flew away.

Zhao Zheng originally thought that Tara was a man who could bend and stretch, but judging from the contact during this period and what he did, this man was really a coward.

He was far worse than Lope.

When he flew a little further away, Tara slowly raised his head, and the trembling of the projection continued, but there was no more fear in those dark green eyes, but instead a deepness that people could not understand.

He stared at Zhao Zheng's back for a while, frowned, and whispered in a low voice: "Variables. What?"

Tara's body flew up quickly and chased in the direction where Zhao Zheng left.

Originally, his original plan was just to use Zhao Zheng's hand to break the seal of the mask.

In his estimation, it was impossible to take Zhao Zheng to find the Shadow Devouring Mask first, and Zhao Zheng could not even think of getting the other masks.

He needed to let Zhao Zheng experience the feeling of powerlessness first, especially the feeling of almost missing the Claw Shadow Mask.

Then he would constantly reduce his threat and increase his loyalty in front of Zhao Zheng, and it would be best to let Zhao Zheng think that he, Tara, could not leave him.

His plan was originally very successful. The Claw Shadow Mask had accumulated Zhao Zheng's anger, and he planned to use the same operation for the Giant Shadow Mask to create an opportunity for Ao Chen to snatch it away.

Continue to weaken his threat and increase loyalty, constantly hinting that he was sealed and could not help him.

When he was going to find the Shadow Devourer Mask, there was a high probability that Zhao Zheng would help him unseal it.

At that time, with his legendary strength, Zhao Zheng would still get nothing, but he had already restored his true body and could accumulate strength again.

At least there was a way to survive.

But the appearance of Ximu made him very uncomfortable. Those magics were really restraining him. Although there was no particularly powerful magic, it could still give him a headache for a while.

But even so, in Tara's eyes, he could continue with the plan. No matter what, it was definitely right to restore his true body first.

It was just that the sudden disappearance of the Shadow Devourer directly broke many of his plans. If the point that attracted Zhao Zheng disappeared, he really couldn't go on.

Now he could only pray that the variable could talk about friendship and stay with the fortune teller, as long as Zhao Zheng continued to fail because of the lack of external help.

Then there would be a chance for this matter.

Otherwise

"Hurry up!"

Zhao Zheng's impatient voice came from the front, and Tara quickly came back to his senses. The depth in his eyes turned into real fear at this moment.

"Okay, Your Majesty, your weak servant will definitely use the fastest speed."

Tara responded tremblingly. As the flying speed increased, his body became illusory, indicating his weakness and fear of the devil.

"Your Majesty, the green mask on the totem is the giant shadow mask. It is a shadow army based on strength, and it serves as a tank on the battlefield."

Tara stopped in front of a cliff and pointed to an ancient sacrificial totem opposite the cliff.

Zhao Zheng glanced at him, flew over directly, stretched out his hand, and took the green mask in his hand.

He did not listen to Tara's advice to help the mask find the so-called host.

He decisively began to extract the power of the mask, because Zhao Zheng found that no matter what subordinates he had, they were not as reliable as he could control the power himself.

He also studied the shadow. In Zhulan's magic, there is the magic he used to control the shadow ninja two thousand years ago. Now Zhao Zheng can barely use this first-level forbidden spell.

Buzz~

A strong wave spread from Zhao Zheng.

Tara resolutely prostrated himself on the ground and congratulated loudly: "Congratulations to my lord for mastering the power of shadow. My lord will definitely return to the peak and rule the world!"

When the strong wave began to converge, Zhao Zheng narrowed his eyes with some pleasure listening to Tara's flattery.

He waved his hand slightly and whispered: "Minions, come out!"