From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

"Your Majesty is on a patrol!"

"The subjects kneel down and worship!"

Zhao Zheng felt that his mind was in chaos, and countless memory fragments appeared before his eyes.

In his memory, he was a powerful monarch, sitting on a throne made of pure gold, inlaid with gems and decorated with enamel, accepting the offerings from his subjects.

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He personally defeated countless enemies and enslaved countless races.

He ruled an extremely large dynasty, and his reputation resounded throughout the world.

An army of countless evil dragons under his command protects his territory, and groups of servants present him with various treasures.

Just when he was about to enjoy it!

A hoarse, manic, and crazy curse made Zhao Zheng temporarily wake up from his dream.

"Get out of my noble body! You damn thief!"

Before he could think about it, he fell into dreamland again.

"Supreme monarch! Please forgive us once!"

"Tyrant! We can no longer tolerate your rule!"

"Overthrow the rule of the dragon!"

…

The dream, which was bizarre and full of whispers, quickly fell into pieces.

"hiss……"

In a daze, I wanted to turn over, cover my head, and sit up from the bed, but I couldn't move my hands and feet. I seemed to have lost control of my body.

Just when he was trying his best to concentrate and get rid of the shackles of darkness and psychedelia, a vicious roar suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Despicable reptile, how dare you compete with me for my body!"

Zhao Zheng tried hard to open his eyes and find the location of the sound, but he couldn't do it. The sound was as erratic as smoke and difficult to find.

The chattering curses continued to come from all directions, making Zhao Zheng unable to concentrate and making him extremely irritable. Fu Youxinzhi blurted out angrily:

"Shut up! This is my body!"

"No……"

The cursing sound suddenly stopped instantly, and there was deathly silence all around.

"Click..."

It was like something was broken, and then a torrent flowed into Zhao Zheng's soul.

Pain~

burn.

Hot!

The consciousness between his eyebrows was tumbling, and a crimson light suddenly appeared and merged into his soul.

Fortunately, the feeling came and went quickly. When the strangeness in my mind gradually stopped, it was as if the clouds and mist had cleared and I could see the blue sky again.

Zhao Zheng could finally control his body perfectly.

"I am alive"

Just when Zhao Zheng wanted to get up, he found that he still couldn't control his body, as if his whole body was poured with cement, and he couldn't even feel his hands and feet.

That’s right! I am now in a state of stone sculpture, sealed.

"Good guy! I didn't show off when I should have enjoyed it! I went to jail and I traveled through time!"

Zhao Zheng sighed secretly in his heart, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, living an ordinary life, and he had no objection to time travel. After all, he was the Holy Lord!

The cute and charming villain exists throughout "The Adventures of Jackie Chan".

One of the eight demon monarchs who ruled in ancient times, a noble dragon, the most powerful demon wizard, and other villains shrouded in countless auras.

"This is all mine!"

In the dim room, a coiled dragon stone sculpture opened its scarlet eyes.

His vision was blurred at first, and then covered with a layer of faint crimson. What he saw was a magnificent and spacious hall with various reliefs, very much in the style of Western classical music.

An office?

Looking down, a man with a white ponytail in a green suit was scolding his men.

It's Wallon!

"You actually said that one person defeated all of you!"

The three idiots in the original work were the ones being reprimanded! Rasu! week! Ah Fen!

Zhao Zheng looked at it with interest.

The three people who were scolded below looked at each other. Ah Fen shrugged and said helplessly: "Oh! Yes, but."

Before he could finish speaking, Valon interrupted him directly:

"My three men with the most advanced weapons can't defeat a mere archaeologist?"

There was silence for a while, and Ah Fen carefully defended himself:

"He still has two wipers in his hand!"

Zhao Zheng almost laughed out loud. These idiots really succeeded more than failed! With these few sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks, no wonder the Holy Lord failed to accomplish his great cause!

It seems that the plot has just begun. These guys wanted to get back the "Chicken Charm" but were given a lesson by Jackie Chan.

Tohru will appear next!

Ignoring Valon's farce, Zhao Zheng began to think about his next resurrection plan.

As we all know, the Holy Lord is incomplete.

As a body full of loopholes and backhands, it can be said that it was defeated repeatedly against the protagonist group. It could not show much of its strength and was sealed again.

Let’s not talk about the sealed door left by the Eight Immortals and the prohibition left by Lope.

Just the twelve talismans scattered around the world, the wisdom and magic consumed by hell, and the demonic energy of fire mortgaged in the hands of several other brothers and sisters in hell, it explains everything.

The Holy Lord is destined to never succeed!

But I am not the Holy Lord!

I am familiar with the plot in the original book and can obtain the spells hidden around the world in advance. As long as I operate well, I will definitely be able to turn the tables and stand on top of the world again.

"Enough! Tru, go get me the shield!"

The farce was over, Zhao Zheng turned his gaze back to Valon, chuckled, and said in a low but not deep voice:

"Valon! The shield is not important, what is important is the talisman embedded in the middle of the shield! My minions will help you!"

Zhao Zheng stared at Valon with scarlet eyes, making him dare not breathe. With the scarlet eyes, a flash of light, a lot of black shadows instantly emerged from the ground, surrounding the entire hall.

The shadow ninja, the minions of the Holy Lord, the loyal subordinate controlled by him with magic.

Although Zhao Zheng replaced the Holy Lord, the control magic did not become invalid with the demise of the Holy Lord.

A trace of fear appeared on Valon's gloomy face, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Yes! Holy Lord!"

"Take back the talisman, these are all yours!"

A shadow ninja held a pure gold vase in his hand, gently opened a corner, and it was filled with shiny red gems.

"Hiss..."

Walon took a breath, and the fear in his eyes disappeared instantly. There was only the desire and greed for money in his pupils, but soon the shadow ninja retreated again.

"Don't be impatient, Valon! I'm waiting for your good news!"

Zhao Zheng is not the Holy Lord, who can only draw big cakes. He knows that if you want the horse to run, you must feed it with grass, but the premise is that he really takes back the "chicken spell".

Watching Tru and others leave, Zhao Zheng sighed softly.

I hope this trip will go smoothly.

He closed his eyes again and began to sort out the Holy Lord's memory again.

By the way, I remember that there are two spells that are easier to find in Bavaria. Go and get them back first.

"The minions are relying on you."

Countless shadows surged under Zhao Zheng's body, and black shadows emerged and dissipated again.

Walon shuddered coldly, looked back at the Holy Lord who was closing his eyes to rest, his pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.