From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

"Father, I mean to help you rule your kingdom!"

Demon Xiaolong frowned as he spoke, and the panic in his eyes instantly calmed down. He looked straight at Zhao Zheng and suddenly opened his mouth and roared: "No! Old guy, you seem to have become weaker!"

In an instant, a huge pillar of fire erupted from his mouth, attacking with terrifying heat.

Zhao Zheng's eyes flickered and he waved his hand casually.

boom!

The two beams of light intertwined, and the entire space seemed to be trembling.

Zhao Zheng's eyes flashed with amusement, and when he looked at the demon dragon, his right claw began to glow.

Huge fire energy fluctuations were gathering, and a sense of crisis arose in Demon Xiaolong's heart.

He glanced at Zhao Zheng unwillingly and said gloomily: "Old man! Are you kidding me?"

After saying that, his body instantly rose into the sky and flew away.

Zhao Zheng chuckled lightly and said lightly: "Did you run away?"

There was a slight gravitational pull on the hand, and the demon dragon was instantly sucked back.

Zhao Zheng collected his thoughts, patted the devil Xiaolong on the head, and continued: "For unbehaved children, as a father, you should teach you a lesson!"

After a meal of sticks full of fatherly love, Demon Xiaolong's originally rebellious eyes suddenly became clear, with a different emotion, and he said flatteringly:

"Father, please give me another chance!"

"I just woke up from a deep sleep and my head was a little dazed. After father's careful care, I have deeply realized my mistake!"

"Very good!" Zhao Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said happily: "In this case, my father is willing to forgive you for your mistakes!"

"However, you should still need to reflect deeply."

He raised his right hand, pushed it forward, and said in a low voice: "Imprisonment!"

In the silence, Demon Xiaolong's expression instantly froze, and he seemed to be surrounded by transparent walls or extremely viscous liquid.

It made him look like a bug in amber or a prisoner in a prison.

Zhao Zheng spoke in a low voice again and waved his right hand: "Whip!"

Snap! Snap!

The demon dragon seemed to have been hit by an invisible soft whip, the phosphorus flakes on his body were broken into pieces, and his skin and flesh burst open.

Looking at the dying demon dragon, Zhao Zheng waved his hand and took him directly into the divine realm.

Click!

Demon Xiaolong felt as if he had been torn into pieces, and the original resentment towards Zhao Zheng in his heart turned into deep fear!

"How is that possible! The old thing is even stronger than before! And this place..."

Devil Xiaolong had an idea. Although he was unwilling to accept this reality, he still calmly made a response.

His left paw squirmed, and he chanted a spell in his mouth. The broken phosphorus flakes on his body began to recombine, and his pupils became lighter and began to stand up.

At this moment, two voices of conversation came, causing the demon dragon to stop healing itself and continue to pretend to be dead.

"Is it this guy?"

"That's right! He is Devil Xiaolong, one of our brothers!"

"This guy is quite brave! He dares to provoke Father God!"

"There's no way! I haven't been with Father God since I was a child, and I'm still a degenerate. His psychology must be twisted!"

"Then we should give him good treatment. After all, he is still our brother!"

After the demon dragon heard the sound, he quietly opened a little crack, and then a huge wave surged in his heart.

This flawless muscle line, sharp and powerful dragon horns, graceful wings, surrounded by flames, a creature that was somewhat similar to himself, actually made him feel inferior.

It’s as if he is an inferior product!

"Is this the old guy's heir?"

Even with the state of mind that Demon Xiaolong had been in for many years, strong acidity was rising at this time!

Why am I so ugly and these newcomers so handsome?

"Hey! Are you awake?" The two Huanyan dragons greeted the devil dragon with a smile.

"My name is Ao Chen, the eldest in the family, and next to me is Xiao Qi Ao Jing!"

"Strictly speaking, we should be your brothers, but you provoked Father God, so I declare that you have been expelled from the family tree!"

"Of course, if you are forgiven by Father God later, you can still join the family tree again!"

Demon Xiaolong's eyes were full of anger. He was the one who came first. These younger brothers were really rude!

Even though he was beaten by his father, he was actually provoked by those who came after him. It seems that he should let them understand what it means to be brothers, friends and brothers!

"Why are you so dissatisfied?" Ao Chen raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "It seems that as an elder brother, I should teach you what it means to be respectful to brothers and friends!"

"Hit him!" Xiaoqi Aojing clenched his fist and raised it, as if he was just watching the excitement, and his eyes were full of gloating.

"Seeking death!" Demon Xiaolong had just been beaten twice by his father, and he was already angry. Now he encountered the provocation of his younger brother, and his heart was instantly filled with anger.

An invisible wave swept around, making Ao Chen narrow his eyes. Seizing this opportunity, the demon dragon took advantage of it and ran at high speed.

In the blink of an eye, he bumped into Ao Chen. He expected that this blow would make him take a few steps back, but Ao Chen didn't move at all and stood firmly on the spot.

"Is this what you're good at?"

Ao Chen grabbed the devil dragon and poured it down. The majestic force instantly pushed the devil dragon into the ground.

"hateful…"

Before the demon dragon could finish speaking, fists like raindrops swept over him densely.

Faced with Ao Chen's attack, he had no power to fight back and soon lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Tired!

Destroy it!

At this moment, the demon dragon had never felt so wronged. He had just woken up from the volcano today and was beaten twice by his father.

As a result, when he came here, he was taught a lesson by his younger brother again. At this moment, he could no longer bear the grievance in his heart, and a series of little pearls fell out of his eyes shamefully.

Xiaoqi Aojing waggled her tail, looking at the demon dragon who kept dropping little pearls, the smile on her face could no longer be concealed, she tilted her head and even clapped her hands.

The devil dragon's face turned red first, then livid, and then...

He leaned back straight and fell, causing a cloud of dust to hit the ground.

After a while, Ao Chen moved his body and said with some uncertainty: "I haven't exerted much force, how can I break his defense?"

Xiaoqi Aojing blinked and watched the devil dragon's toes trembling continuously. Although he couldn't see through his magic boots, he could guess that this guy was buttoning his toes...

With a smile on her face, Ao Jing patted her eldest brother on the shoulder and said, "Maybe he is too happy to see us brothers!"

"So I passed out from excitement!"

Ao Chen asked casually: "Then you won't be so excited, right?"

Ao Jing said calmly: "Maybe this is the so-called brotherhood!"

"After all, he has not felt the warmth of his brothers since he was born!"

Ao Chen said: "Oh, that's it. I thought he was so weak and couldn't resist a beating at all!"

The devil dragon's toes trembled even more violently.

Ao Jing smiled slightly and said: "That's right!"

The demon dragon only regretted that he did not really faint, but still lay on the ground and suffered such humiliation.

Ao Jing squatted down and began to search the demon dragon. He quickly took out a gold ring and put it on his finger, saying, "This thing is not bad!"

Nao Chen took the ring off Nao Jing's finger, held it in his hand and played with it carefully for a while, then handed it to Nao Jing and said, "I thought it was pure gold, but I didn't expect it to be pure gold." Gilded!”

"We are not robbers, let's give it back to him!"

Ao Jing thought about it and said, "Yes, I have never seen such a poor brother!"

He noticed that Ao Chen had a strange expression on his face, so he explained, "Well, I'm talking about Xiao Fifty!"

Ao Chen shook his head, smiled slightly, relieved the weird atmosphere, and said, "Little Fifty is Father God's most beloved child!"

Ao Jing smiled brightly and said, "It seems to be true!"

Ao Chen coughed and said, "Let's take this guy back first!"

"You carry him!"

Ao Jing said unconvinced: "You know, I have mysophobia!"

Ao Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Your fist is smaller than mine!"

Ao Jing decided not to argue with her brother, put the devil dragon on her shoulders, and flew towards the tribe with Ao Chen.

The first level of heaven, red sky, palace.

"Are you getting used to it? How do you feel?" Ao Chen sat in the main seat and asked with a gentle expression.

"This place is incredible. Does this old guy still have a place like this?" Demon Xiaolong found a seat and sat down and asked casually.

After being brought back to the tribe by Yao Chen and Yao Jing, these two people did not make it so difficult for him.

Moreover, he also met with the other brothers and sisters. Although he was still somewhat resistant to these latecomers, he still recognized these brothers and sisters.

And in a short period of time, he became familiar with these brothers and sisters.

Um!

It's definitely not that the sisters in this group of Huanyan dragons are too beautiful and fit his taste perfectly.

Especially a Huanyan dragon named Ao Ningbing made him feel a little lost.

"Although we are brothers and sisters only because of the same race!" Ao Chen said lightly: "But you look really ugly now!"

"Ning Bing will not take a fancy to you!"

The demon dragon curled his lips: "Fifteen hundred years ago, I was the first heir to my father's empire!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, according to the law, you should call me His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Devil Xiaolong tsk-tsked twice and said with some displeasure.

Ao Chen's eyes were filled with anger, but then he suppressed it and said calmly: "What happened in the past is in the past. Aren't you still a lost dog now?"

He now understands the origin of this guy. He is really the son of God the Father and the prince of the empire.

He is indeed more noble than them in terms of status, and he is very self-aware. The people of Huanyan Dragon only respect the gods as God Father. Although they have the same bloodline, the gods do not officially recognize their identities.

The devil dragon, according to the church, is the son of God!

This is also the reason why Demon Xiaolong, a defeated general, can show off his power in front of him but dare not touch him like this.

Demon Xiaolong glanced at Ao Chen, stood up and walked out: "I know, I just woke up! When I get father's forgiveness, I will definitely be more perfect than you!"

Ao Chen didn't speak, and stared at the devil dragon with gloomy eyes. For a long time, just when the devil dragon was about to leave the palace, a surprised voice sounded out of thin air.

"Hey, who did I see? Isn't this my poor nephew? I thought the Lord would swallow you."

The demon dragon paused, turned around instantly, looked at Ximu in the jar, his eyes dimmed: "Hello, Uncle Eight, don't worry about my affairs."

Ximu laughed: "How can you worry? I just care about my nephew."

He turned his head and looked at Ao Chen: "Ao Chen, my nephew is not someone you can teach a lesson. You can try. When I revive again, you will definitely regret it!"

Wait! Resurrection?

The demon dragon's eyes flickered, and then he saw Ximu's state clearly, and said in disbelief: "How did you become like this?"

Ao Chen curled his lips in disdain: "Tsk! You still want to revive, if Father God didn't think you still have some value, he would have wiped you out long ago!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ao Chen turned into flames and disappeared in the hall, without giving Ximu any face at all.

Ximu paused, his eyes did not change, he just smiled and said: "Hey, you are worthy of being the child of the Holy Lord!"

The little demon dragon looked at him and said in horror: "How did you become a bird in a cage?"

Before he finished speaking, a ball of fire flashed, and Ximu's soul was taken back to the jar.

"Don't pay attention to him! Come out!" Ao Chen's voice came from outside. The little demon dragon took a deep look at the jar and followed Ao Chen out of the hall.

It seems that he didn't understand this place thoroughly these days!

Ximu, who is also one of the eight demon monarchs, turned into a soul state. He is now really in awe of this place.

At the same time, the smile on Ximu's face in hell also disappeared.

"How is it?" Zhu Lan asked calmly.

"The little demon dragon has revived, but Ao Chen didn't let me chat with him for a while!" Ximu shrugged helplessly and felt that this matter was very normal.

"Damn fraudster, he should stay in hell, let him be suppressed here forever!" The killing intent flashed wildly in Zhulan's eyes, and the purple light around him was looming, showing the master's restlessness.

"Don't worry." Ximu stretched out his hand to block Zhulan's irritability, and said calmly: "Now we are just prisoners. Since the Holy Lord has not destroyed us, we still have hope!"

Zhulan frowned: "The Holy Lord, this guy, once he devours the power of all of us, I'm afraid no one can defeat him!

Ximu's eyes are still calm: "No, the black air will let us out, whether the Holy Lord is willing or not, and it's not that easy for the demon dragon to get out of the control of the Holy Lord, he will need our help!"

Zhulan said and looked at the surrounding jar walls: "I'm not sure if he can really take us out!"

"I don't believe it, the Holy Lord has no surveillance on us!"

Ximu heard this, his face was a little ugly, opened his mouth, and stopped talking, but warmed his soul.

Damn Holy Lord!