The Holy Master looked into Curse Lan's eyes with a hint of fear in his eyes. He breathed heavily and said in a hoarse voice:
"Huh... Huh... Curse Lan, I know that as long as you want, you can send me out at any time through the connection of my power outside. Trust me again, I can save you!"
"You know, only I have this condition."
For a moment, the hell became quiet, and all the demons turned their attention to Curse Lan, even the eldest sister Tou Bo Gang was no exception.
In the silence, Cursed Blue fingertips gently traced the outline, and he was thinking. Although most of his wisdom had elapsed, he never gave up thinking.
After a long time, Cur Lan's calm voice broke the silence: "Shendu, this is the last time."
Joy flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes for an instant, and he turned his gaze to the other six demons. They were either angry, silent, or unwilling, but none of them spoke out to object.
During the period of gods and demons, Cursed Blue was like a notary between demons. When the conflict between demons escalated to an unadjustable state, he would step in to suppress it.
Although he couldn't do 1v2, and he couldn't completely defeat any demon, it was still very painful to be hung up and hammered. In addition, everyone was a shameless demon, and they didn't want to be seen by their subjects.
Therefore, Big Brother's power gradually became imprinted in the hearts of the demons as he forcibly suppressed conflicts time and time again.
This eventually led to the situation where Cursed Blue can now make decisions on behalf of the demons to some extent.
"Don't worry. Although my destiny is gone, a new destiny has not yet been formed. As long as I go out, my destiny will still be mine. This time... no one can stop the devil from resurrecting!" The Holy Master said in a somewhat excited tone. said.
"Shut up, you traitor!" Zhongsu couldn't help scolding him, and then turned to look directly at Curse Lan: "Curse Lan, even gods can't be trusted. The current broken order is the best evidence. We need someone Assure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three demons Basha, Ximu, and Bo Gang also looked directly at Julan.
Making a decision requires taking responsibility. If there is no satisfactory answer, then is it difficult to choose between letting the Holy Lord go out to enjoy or torturing the Holy Lord?
Curse Lan's eyes were still indifferent: "Just let him be trapped in a human being. We will all dedicate part of our power to attach to his soul. This will allow us to contact him at any time, or..."
Curse Lan turned his eyes to the Holy Lord and said lightly: "Pull him back to hell at any time!"
After the words fell, the eyes of the six demons brightened slightly, and some of the emotions in their eyes disappeared, quietly waiting for the reaction of the Holy Lord.
"Of course, this is what it should be." The Holy Master's eyes flickered slightly, then dimmed, with no intention of retorting.
He has nothing now. If he can't get out... I don't dare to think about the consequences.
"Okay, let's get started." Curlan nodded indifferently, and black energy exuding terrifying fluctuations began to appear in his hands, directly attached to the soul of the Holy Lord.
The other demons also have the same action to restrict the Holy Lord. They will use all the power they can use now.
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"Tell me, what's going on?"
Luo Qing asked lightly as he looked at Wa Long, who was in tatters and his thighs were covered in blood, struggling to hold on to a cane.
Beside him, two people wearing black hoods stood beside Valon. Although not all black marketers were extraordinary, they were at least killers.
As the man watched, Walong had no chance to escape.
In the distance, Zhou, La Su and A Fen looked at this side with some worry. This time they really didn't know the specific situation and could only pray for Wa Long.
Valon held the golden scepter, lowered his head, his eyes flickered for a while, and then replied: "I don't know, really, you can check it at will, my Black Hand headquarters has been destroyed."
"Check..." Luo Qing murmured, with a gentle smile on his face. He approached Wa Long and said calmly: "Wa Long, I think you have made a mistake. I do not represent the law. No evidence is needed.”
Walon's pupils shrank and his body trembled slightly, but he still lowered his head and insisted: "It's really not me, I don't. Ah Fen and the others are basically with me, you can ask them."
Luo Qing looked at him lightly, the smile on his face disappeared, and he remained silent.
The tense atmosphere was spreading, sweat began to appear on Wallon's forehead, and the worry in the eyes of the three people not far away became more obvious.
They also know very well what the black market is. It is the most mysterious existence they can come into contact with at this level. Even the extraordinary things that most people in power in the world have access to come from the black market.
If the black market wasn't too scattered, how could the world's number one dark organization possibly be behind them?
But now Luo Qing represents Daolong, which means that nothing can protect Walong.
Luo Qing turned his head and glanced at the Taoist priest. He was going to try what would happen if a person with destiny was killed?
Inherit destiny? Or... is it divine punishment?
The Taoist priest waved his hand, and the hands of the two men in black robes beside Walon began to touch his waist. The sweat on Walong's forehead became more obvious. He firmly grasped the golden scepter in his hand, his eyes full of struggle and fear. .
At the moment the two men pulled out their guns and were about to send Valon on his way.
boom!
The sky above this broken city was shaken, and the black energy and righteousness that had just subsided began to swirl again.
Luo Qing felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He turned around instantly and saw an illusory yellow dragon shadow approaching rapidly with terrifying power.
Without thinking, Luo Qing crushed a protective jade talisman, and the purple shield enveloped him and several people around him.
boom!
The pure soul hit the shield, and instantly, a crack appeared on the shield.
Luo Qing's eyes were full of disbelief, ah... the ancient defensive spell of the strongest wizard was actually broken?
Only now did the rest of the people react. The Taoist priest's eyes flashed with fear and he hid directly behind Luo Qing.
Sweat began to drip from Valon's forehead. What if the bosses collectively want to kill themselves? Waiting online, it’s urgent!
Luo Qing's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately reached into the storage space to take out a jade talisman and squeezed it hard.
Terrifying magic power was flowing, and eight purple shields were stacked on top of each other, instantly protecting him. One of the scarlet jade talismans soared into the sky and flew towards the castle.
It has never been Luo Qing's character to be a hero alone. How could such a big master be bullied by this mere soul?
boom!
After another impact, the outermost shield shattered. The Holy Lord looked at Walong in the shield unwillingly. Although he didn't want to admit it, for him who was now more and more broken, the power of ordinary people was really powerful. has a great effect.
Purple smoke began to fill the air, and Daolong, who had just left not long ago, appeared not far away. A circular shield instantly began to spread, trying to keep the Holy Lord here.
The Holy Lord turned back, the rage in his eyes flashed away, and he turned and flew away.
