From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 176 Daolong’s little thoughts!
"How much do you want?" Zhao Zheng frowned, thinking about the two things, flesh and blood, and soul.

These things are actually very easy to obtain, because the Undead Realm is a very powerful plane. In its eyes, apart from the difference in strength, there is actually no difference between all flesh and blood creatures.

So, just rob them directly, or even spend money to buy two slaughterhouses or farms.

For this kind of sacrifice, all they want is blood, not specifying a certain race.

The only limitation is that the creatures on land shout louder and are more popular with the undead, right?
The fact that Or came to him for such a small matter was probably due to the contract, which had many restrictions, if he didn't think of it as a slaughterhouse or a city massacre.

As for the marine creatures, maybe Hadidas is watching him?

"The more the better," Orr said calmly.

Zhao Zheng thought about it, stretched out a finger, and an illusory map appeared in the void.

This map is a map of the neighboring city, with several red circles on it indicating several directions.

"You can go to these places. The creatures there are not human. But you have to be careful about the pace. It is not convenient for me to leave now." Zhao Zheng's tone softened again.

Orr glanced casually, nodded, turned around, and walked back into the shadows.

The five-meter-tall Moon Demon gave him a cold look, turned around, took a step, and burst out at maximum speed, disappearing in the endless darkness in an instant.

Zhao Zheng looked at the sky and continued to wait there. About another hour passed.

A burst of blood and the girl flew quietly behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zheng felt light footsteps, and a pair of slightly cool hands covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am."

There is a hint of sarcasm in the deliberately changed tone.

Zhao Zheng smiled and followed her childish words, "Shadow Kitten? No, that little dwarf must have to jump to be that high!"

"Hiss~ Shorty, you are a dog, you bite people all the time!"

The usual calmness lasted for a long time, and finally, it was the sixth day when Daolong went into seclusion again.

A strong buzzing sound spread throughout the world.

roar~
A powerful roar resounded through the sky, and a giant golden dragon exploded in the sky above America. Large patches of fiery clouds began to gather and covered the sky, like a celebration from the world, and it looked very majestic.

boom!
An explosion sounded, and Zhao Zheng looked at Xiaoyu, whose face was burnt black, with some helplessness: "I told you, you are just getting started with alchemy potions, how can you possibly make intermediate potions? That is something only experienced people can practice."

"Nonsense, it's obviously the problem of the fluctuation just now. As expected, your laboratory cannot withstand the invasion of the aura." Xiaoyu said as she released a cleansing spell on herself.

Then he walked outside excitedly and said, "Come on, go out and see what's going on."

"So you did it on purpose just now?" Zhao Zheng followed speechlessly.

"Don't worry about those details. At worst, I can bring my own materials next time." Xiaoyu said without looking back and ran out of the castle.

Looking at the golden dragon that was becoming more and more powerful in the clouds, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and the joking tone disappeared: "This is. Ao Ba?"

Zhao Zheng nodded: "It is highly likely that the Holy Lord has recovered to the legendary level, and it should be related to Ximu."

Zhao Zheng was not surprised by Aoba's advancement. It had been completely calm for twenty consecutive days, which was still very abnormal for the Year of Recovery.

Moreover, during these twenty days, order, evil, and righteousness did not cause any trouble.

Even Tara stayed quietly in the shadows, which was very abnormal.

hum~
Before the two could react, a second buzzing sound rang out in San Francisco. A powerful breath of justice rose into the sky, instantly dispersing a large area of ​​​​fire clouds and allowing the scorching sun to shine again on the earth.

Xiaoyu said with some surprise: "Dad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black aura followed behind him, as if in a competition of strength, dispersing all the remaining fire clouds. Large patches of ominous purple smoke colored the cloudless sky.

Brought a vision never seen before.

Zhao Zheng turned his head with some surprise in his eyes. Daolong had spent the first fifteen days of his retreat helping him create the order fragment tracker.

And it’s only been six days since I started my retreat. Is it so easy to break through to the legendary level?

The breakthrough of the three legends instantly pushed the balance forward a little. The powerful might almost enveloped the Blue Star, and all the extraordinary people watched silently.

But they can only envy. In this era of recovery, it is also difficult to break through if they have insufficient accumulation and are not blessed by heaven.

The giant dragon exposed in the sky looked at the two huge auras gloomily, and its body was slowly dissipating.

squeak~
Tap tap tap.
The sound of the door opening was heard, accompanied by light footsteps.

Daolong walked out in a very good mood, and a rare casual smile appeared on his usually cold face.

"That lucky old guy has come this far"

Daolong murmured with some emotion. In his opinion, his father had not accumulated any wealth and had wasted more than ten years selling antiques. If he had not been lucky, how could he have kept up with his progress?

However, Daolong would not say much. Everything he could obtain now, apart from his own two hundred years of hard work, was also due to his luck in accepting a variable as his disciple.

Otherwise, the Dharma Ending Age will always be the Dharma Ending Age, and no one will have the opportunity to be promoted.

Daolong is very open-minded about all these, because he is pursuing the ultimate of being a wizard. In fact, for something like realm, it is just a thing that prolongs his life and allows him to access higher-level spells.

If a wizard had no restrictions, he would never look for a dog spell or try to break through anything.

Participate in the unknown, explore the unknown, control the unknown, the wizard is the unknown!
The endless ocean of knowledge and new knowledge are what Daolong pursues.

Turning his eyes to the boy and girl at the door, Daolong walked out in a good mood.

Daolong's powerful magic reserves are no weaker than those of the legend, coupled with the spell encyclopedia and heaven's favor.

The legend of Daolong is incomparable to any ordinary legend.

Daolong did not respond to the flattery, but instead cast his gaze towards the girl who had huddled behind Zhao Zheng at some point in time, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He rarely showed a kind smile. Although the dark markings on his face and his strange eyes made him look a little scary, one could still feel the kindness he exuded.

"Your name is Xiaoyu, right?" Daolong asked kindly.

Xiaoyu paused, then replied nervously, "Yes, yes."

She didn't know what was wrong. She felt a little nervous when she saw Daolong. She didn't feel this nervous when her relationship with Zhao Zheng was not so good before.

As if he had noticed Xiaoyu's nervousness, Daolong's face became even more kind, even benevolent.

Zhao Zheng couldn't help it. He gently moved sideways to block Xiaoyu tightly. He said speechlessly: "Master, your expression is very scary. If you don't believe me, just look for yourself."

"Let's talk about what we have to say. Don't look like that. It makes me feel a little uneasy." Zhao Zheng said as he took out the Order Fragment Tracker, which is the small mirror, and pointed it at Daolong's face. Daolong:
A # appeared on his forehead, and his eyes instantly turned gloomy again, his good mood instantly wiped out.

After watching for a while, Daolong closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and three big words appeared in his mind: "Can't beat him."

I repeated it several times before I suppressed this thought.

When he opened his eyes again, Daolong was completely calm. He glanced at the boy first, and then asked, "Xiaoyu, didn't the old guy teach you magic?"

Xiaoyu paused, then quietly walked out from behind Zhao Zheng, lowered her head and said obediently, "Dad doesn't have much time recently, and I've started school."

Dao Long's eyes flashed with disdain: "What's so good about going to an ordinary school? Stretch out your hand."

Xiaoyu silently stretched out her hand, palm facing up, feeling a little nervous.

Daolong placed his fingers on Xiaoyu's wrist, like a Chinese doctor taking her pulse, for about five seconds.

A black breath flowed into Xiaoyu's hand along her pulse.

hum~
A not strong breath rose from Xiaoyu's body.

Xiaoyu looked up in confusion. Ah, how did she make a breakthrough?

"Your magic patterns have reached the limit of your body, but your talent has not reached its limit, so you will be stuck as an apprentice and can only rely on external help." Daolong explained calmly.

"Um, dad didn't tell me." Xiaoyu answered subconsciously.

"That old fellow doesn't have enough foundation. Has he been cramming his magic knowledge?" Daolong asked casually with more obvious disdain in his eyes.

Xiaoyu nodded blankly. Her father had indeed been reading books since Zhao Zheng appeared. When he taught Tru, he would just give him some pointers when he was about to do experiments, and he also asked Tru to read books as well.

There was some understanding in Daolong's eyes. Perhaps it was because he didn't examine Xiaoyu's body carefully, and because he was forced by those demons, that he overlooked the genius's growth speed?

However, he did not continue to talk about this. Instead, he glanced at Zhao Zheng and asked calmly, "Since the old guy is not very good at learning, he is making up for it."

"Are you interested in learning magic from me?"

Xiaoyu: ???
Zhao Zheng: ???
The father who just broke through: A-choo~
"Isn't this not good?"

Xiaoyu spoke while glancing towards Zhao Zheng frequently, not knowing what was going on for a moment.

Zhao Zheng was speechless: "Master, I learn justice magic, and you practice wizard magic, you are crossing channels."

"So what?" Dao Long glanced at him and said calmly, "If you master one method, you will master all methods. The cultivation of magic is not much different. I have much more inheritance than that old guy."

"Or do you think I can't teach her well?" Daolong said at the end, his eyes meaningful.

Zhao Zheng looked at Daolong's serious expression, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

Zhao Zheng turned to look at Xiaoyu and whispered in her ear: "Think about it yourself. It's okay to refuse."

Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with hesitation. In fact, she really wanted someone to teach her magic, but her father
Xiaoyu hesitated. She thought for a long time and shook her head: "Sorry."

Daolong didn't wait for her to finish. He glanced at Zhao Zheng and walked into the castle calmly without saying anything.

Xiaoyu's hesitation deepened. She looked at Zhao Zheng and asked in a low voice, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Zhao Zheng reached out and touched Xiaoyu's head, looking up at the sky with a serious look in his eyes.

Daolong has become so arrogant that he probably just decided to take a disciple on a whim. It's hard to say how much sincerity he has in him, but he's definitely not angry.

But what Zhao Zheng was more worried about was the devil and that old bastard Ximu.

Shadow was also motionless. Although this kind of calmness allowed him to develop extremely rapidly, it also made him feel a little uneasy.

"what happened?"

Xiaoyu seemed to sense Zhao Zheng's emotions and asked softly.

"It's nothing. Let's go. It's almost time. We can take Kitty to watch an opera." Zhao Zheng said, holding Xiaoyu's hand and flying towards the opera village.

Preparations and changes are going on all over the world. He needs to become a god quickly. His luck authority is about to cool down. He hopes that things will remain peaceful for a few more days.——

"Not bad, Shendu, you've recovered really quickly." Ximu said with a smile, his tone full of appreciation.

Aoba was also happy. The intake of a large amount of knowledge made his thinking more agile and gave him more means.

If he encounters that variable again, Aoba is confident that he can completely suppress him.

"Okay, Ximu, open your treasure house. It's time for us to revive the elves." Aoba said happily.

Once the elves appear, he will create a king dragon. By then, there will be variables and he will be surrounded by enemies. Instead, his power will increase greatly and no one will be able to shake his dominant position.

"No problem, but have you brought my eldest nephew with you? We need to put my eldest nephew into the resuscitation group during the resuscitation. Only in this way can we achieve the best effect." Ximu asked with a smile.

Aoba nodded and stretched out his hand. A huge dragon egg appeared out of thin air for a moment, then disappeared in his hand.

"Let's go, stop talking nonsense."

Aoba said calmly, his joy a little less.

Ximu felt his magic power reserves at the level of a mage and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His recovery was still too slow. He had only recovered to the level of a mage after getting the magic reserves in this library space. He could only hope that everything would go well.

"Okay, okay, God, you're still so impatient."

Ximu said this somewhat helplessly, and flapped his wings, flying directly out of this secret space and flying higher.

Aoba followed closely behind. Now that he has recovered to his legendary level, he has enough speed to keep up with Ximu's flight.

He asked, "When will the Hand of Nothingness be taken?"

Ximu was even more helpless: "God's capital, nothingness is the most powerful mechanism of order. With the two of us lacking the origin, if we go there, we will go to hell in the soul state."

"I'll find a time to ask Di Kui to get it. Among the three of us, only Di Kui is not afraid of being wiped out by that damn thing."

Aoba frowned: "You too."

"The angel suppressed more than half of my origins. Those origins are not just simple space." Ximu spread his hands: "For example, my strength, when I first came out, was not even as good as the official level, and my magic power was only at the level of a great wizard. I was also helpless."

After a long meal, he didn't say anything else.

Among the eight demons, Ximu has always been the most miserable one. Although he is always sealed and incomplete, he still has his peak moments.

And what about Ximu?

(End of this chapter)