From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

Zhao Zheng also stood with his hands behind his back at this moment, facing this real demon monarch, his demeanor and bearing were all flawless.

"What a joke!" The Holy Lord said to him with disdain, "You don't think that you can completely replace me by relying on luck to seize my original authority?"

"You underestimate a real demon monarch!"

"What do you think I rely on to achieve the reputation of the demon monarch?"

"What's more, your little lover is still under my control. When I replace you again, she will be under my crotch!" The Holy Lord was still afraid of Zhao Zheng after all, and could only continue psychological warfare, hoping to stimulate his anger and find his weakness.

"No, you are just a loser." Zhao Zheng suddenly smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

The Holy Lord was angered by the sarcasm on Zhao Zheng's face and flew directly into the sky.

"I want to see what you can do!"

The cloud and mist that the Holy Lord turned into began to expand continuously, and at this time it was mixed with a strange scarlet color. Revealing a contradictory feeling of weakness and strength.

His current state is very unstable. The originally stagnant time and space gradually began to flow, and a dazzling ball of light appeared in the air.

"Bang..." In the sky, an undercurrent inexplicably surged.

The huge breath from the Demon Lord poured out from the air.

"That is..." Zhao Zheng's pupils shrank sharply, and he saw a giant dragon gradually appearing in the air.

At the same time!

The light river rolled, the waves rolled, and poured down to the Elk Park.

The bright light was dazzling, rolling up the waves, reflecting the huge landmark building Nomi Sheriff in the distance, which was incandescent, and countless ordinary people below all closed their eyes.

"Not good!" Zhao Zheng stood in place, seeing this scene, and hurriedly urged the magic of fire to try his best to block it, but the light river was already in full swing, and the atmosphere was magnificent, so it could only weaken part of it.

The magnificent light river, like a waterfall, heavily hit Zhao Zheng.

The Li Fire of the Eight Diagrams represents the sun of this world. The Holy Lord represents the real Yang Li, and he is the most powerful demon monarch.

This is why after he was sealed in hell, other demon monarchs wanted to send him out, and in order to prevent him from regretting, they asked him to pledge his fire magic energy.

This time, the Holy Lord made full preparations for resurrection. He used the power of the Book of Time to forcibly take back the fire magic energy pledged in the hands of other demon monarchs.

In addition to the most core and original power in Zhao Zheng's hands, it can be said that he has now recollected 70% of the fire magic energy.

Mastering 70% of the sun, he can now be said to have recovered one-third of his power in his heyday.

"Die! I will regain my original authority!"

The Holy Lord's breath became stronger and stronger, but at this most critical moment, a sudden change occurred.

The sky suddenly changed color, and countless mixed breaths surged in an instant, and the positive energy and the black energy instantly intertwined at this moment.

The whole world moved, and countless black air continued to surround Zhao Zheng and the Holy Lord, pouring into their bodies.

The next moment, the balance between heaven and earth was broken, and the energy level of the world was unilaterally raised by the black air.

"Time waits for no one, the black air helps me, and the world is all Yang!"

As the Phantom Holy Lord spoke, the feeling of nothingness and emptiness on his body became stronger, and the blurry feeling visible to the naked eye continued to appear in the world.

"Run!"

"What is this! Help!"

"It's so hot! I'm dying of heat! Ah ah ah ah!"

The crowd closest to the battlefield began to burn, and the crowd in the Elk Park below fled frantically, and fireballs kept falling from the sky.

In Zhao Zheng's field of vision, there was a vast expanse of white. In order to stimulate the original magic of fire, his real body also appeared at this moment.

The Huanyan Dragon Man, who was originally in the larval stage of his body, was teleported to the divine domain by him at the moment of being attacked and replaced with a stone sculpture body.

"The dog talisman protects me from death!"

The Lord's all-out attack was blocked by the dog talisman, and a set of dragon teeth appeared beside Zhao Zheng.

This was originally a resurrection trick buried deep under the Golden Gate Bridge, and he had taken it back a long time ago. Of course, he would not forget that he had taken it back a long time ago.

But this dragon tooth was originally something that could only be used on New Year's Eve when the New Year's bell rang.

At this time, under the black air, it finally took effect and began to melt continuously.

The original stone sculpture body gradually showed its real flesh in the fusion with the dragon teeth.

The first thing that appeared was the red eyes flashing, followed by the ferocious and evil face, revealing a bloody and cold face.

The shape of the head is like a flame, the thorns on both sides of the face are like sharp knives, the mouth is shaped like light scales and sharp teeth, and the eight dragon horns are majestic.

Naked upper body, with dense yellow-brown abdominal muscles, protruding chest muscles, sturdy and unyielding, wearing purple shorts, strong and tall, with a dark yellow and somewhat dark green skin color, a thin waist, and a kingly temperament.

In an instant, a terrifying, pure and evil majesty descended instantly, and the black air between heaven and earth rushed into Zhao Zheng's body frantically, as if even the world was celebrating the resurrection of the demon monarch.

"Interesting, too interesting, I'm resurrected!"

Zhao Zheng laughed loudly, urging the original magic energy of fire, mobilizing all the magic power in his body.

A pair of long and wide golden wings suddenly grew behind him, golden soup like water, wrapped his whole body, spread to his wings, and dyed his whole body into a brilliant and dazzling gold.

"Zhao Zheng!"

Amidst Xiaoyu's worried eyes and the terrified eyes of many ordinary people, Zhao Zheng flew up with his wings, facing the waterfall of light!

Boom...

The endless roar and strong impact made it extremely difficult for Zhao Zheng to fly backwards.

The Holy Lord was furious when he saw Zhao Zheng, who had recovered his body, flying backwards. The dazzling river of light also became larger at this time. The magnificent river of light, like a waterfall, hit Zhao Zheng heavily.

"Haha! Even if you have recovered your body, what can you do? Let's see how long you can hold on?" The Holy Lord chuckled, and the shaking of his body became more obvious.

If this goes on, he won't be able to hold on for much longer. After all, without a body, he is only in the state of soul, and his strength can't be exerted much.

"You should worry about yourself!" At this time, Zhao Zheng also laughed, "Remember that I am the Holy Lord!"

"Zhao Zheng, you will regret it!" The Holy Lord's eyes were cold, and as he spoke, his body began to disintegrate in all directions.

Along with it came a trembling roar in everyone's ears.

"Roar!"

A red light rushed down violently, piercing Zhao Zheng's body directly.

Zhao Zheng looked down, and a big hole suddenly appeared in his chest, from which he could see the Holy Lord reappearing behind him.

"Even if there is a dog spell, what can it do? The dog can only keep your body alive, but it can't make you recover!"

"Without the horse spell, as long as I control the strength, you will be slowly worn away by me!"

"It's over! Dirty human!"

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