From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

"According to legend, after Your Majesty was sealed by the immortal gods, there was a period of black energy. The black energy gave birth to the power of shadow. Among them, Tara is the leader of the Shadow Kingdom. He has nine shadow generals under his command, trying to activate the advent of darkness to He came to dominate the world, but was finally sealed by seven Japanese samurai."

Daolong recalled what happened about the shadows and described: "The information passed down at the time showed that as long as the masks of the nine generals are gathered, they will release ultimate darkness to the entire world, thus fully awakening the shadows."

"But now should be your time, Your Majesty!"

Daolong murmured and frowned deeply. Once the shadow gets involved, the already chaotic situation will become even more chaotic.

Coupled with the order that Yao Chen is looking for and the immortal god armor that he is looking for, he can already vaguely see the glorious scenery of ancient times.

Zhao Zheng frowned and thought, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes. Tara is a very special existence. If it is said to be powerful, he is not that strong.

But the special thing is that Tara recognized Xiaoyu in the original story, but he called Xiaoyu the former Shadow Queen.

But he didn't seem to recognize the position of Xiaoyu Shadow Queen, and his authority was quite high. The nine generals seemed to absolutely obey his orders.

Zhao Zheng frowned and thought, and finally whispered: "Tara? Ignore him for now. If his guess is correct, even if he is revived, he will only have a little authority left."

Daolon carefully sensed the current balance and couldn't help but frown: "Tara did not take your place!"

"This is conceivable. If anything can replace my position, then I am not worthy of being a monarch." Zhao Zheng said that the solemnity in his eyes disappeared.

He shook his head and said: "Daolong, you should study the sealing magic. Tara's threat is not that strong. Besides, as long as I am here, he will not be able to get the remaining masks."

"For us, the fragments of order and the armor of the immortal gods are more important."

Zhao Zheng said as he turned around and walked towards the laboratory. Before Tara gathered all nine masks, he was not qualified to influence the situation!

What's more, he has no chance to regain the power of shadow from himself at this time.

The most I can do is continue to pay more attention to Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu and Shadow are too involved, so I have to guard against it!

Daolong nodded in approval. In the same level of battle, Daolong had never conquered anyone, and he had never used the ability of the Samsara Eye!

However, the plane of shadow is too complete. Although 90% of the area is in slumber, the threat to him is still too great. Tara's resurrection is equivalent to breaking this slumber.

It's okay to only revive the previous batch of shadow ninjas. If more shadows are revived, then the world can fight against the shadows... It seems...

There are only eight demon monarchs left!

Thinking about these complicated things, Daolong turned around and walked back to the magic room.

It felt good to have a leader. At least there was someone in front of him, so he didn't have to think so much.

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Japan, underground, in endless shadow.

A pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened, the endless shadows around them began to roll, and powerful auras continued to emerge.

But the next moment, a powerful force of righteousness burst out in the shadow, and the incomparable sacred aura instantly suppressed the rolling shadow, and finally a red head was squeezed out of the darkness.

Bada~

The sound of something wooden falling to the ground was heard, and a hint of gloom appeared in the dark green eyes of the huge red head.

The white eyebrows and beard on its face trembled slightly, and it said gloomily: "I'm still awake."

This is none other than Tara, who according to records was sealed by the Seven Sakura Samurai.

But now this seal gradually faded away over time, and he woke up again.

Tara turned her head and looked around, looking at the shadows around her. Some weak shadow creatures were noticed by him, and they instantly shrank into a ball as if they were afraid of him.

Tara rotated slowly, and when he saw a direction, his dark green eyes shrank hard.

At the end of his sight, six of the original nine mask patterns disappeared. Above the darkness, a large space around him became blank.

He knew very well what this meant. It showed that his authority had been eroded.

Six of his shadow generals had fallen while he was sleeping!

How does this work?

It was clear that all that was needed was for the ultimate darkness to envelope the world, and the world would change to another master. It was just a short step away from becoming the master of the world!

But now I have absolutely no chance!

Tara's eyes became more and more gloomy, and he carefully sensed everything in the shadows, sensing the pieces of sleeping darkness.

Finally, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, my last three generals were not discovered and completely fell. I still have a chance!

Thinking about it, Tara gave an order to a snake-like shadow creature.

The next moment, the shadow creature that was more than ten meters long rushed into the darkness in front of Tara, then took out a red mask that looked exactly like Tara, and quickly wandered into the depths of the shadows.

He cannot break the magic seal of righteousness on it, but he can hide the mask so that others cannot find the mask, so he is now a conceptual thing.

No existence can touch him. He still has the opportunity to gather the sealed generals, and he also has the opportunity to let this world change its master. At that time, he will directly become a monarch with the same status as the eight demon monarchs, and have a direct look at the majesty. The throne!

But now, what he needs is to find a mask first. He doesn't have much power now, so he must at least revive a general first.

Tara thought and opened the channel between shadow and reality and floated out.

"Ahhhhh."

The sudden appearance of a huge head measuring more than one meter frightened passers-by walking on the street and the surrounding crowds fled, roaring in terror.

"Ah~ the real world is better. Well, freedom is so beautiful. I haven't smelled it for a long time~"

Tara said intoxicatedly, stopped a few people walking casually, and said casually: "You guys, want to gain power..."

"Dragonborn?"

But when he saw the face of the leader, he was shocked.

Ao Chen twisted his neck: "The resurrected darkness? Let's taste the dragon's breath first!"

Buzz~

The blazing golden flames penetrated everything and shot directly into the face, instantly blasting Tara back to the plane of shadow.

Boom~

The earth trembled slightly, an area was burned into lava, and the hot breath spread.

Yao Chen curled his lips disdainfully: "How dare a weak monster dare to provoke a proud dragon?"

Lasu, Ah Fen, and Zhou looked at each other and clapped feebly: "Ah, yes, yes, you are really great."

Divine realm, sealed jar.

"Cu Lan, what you were waiting for has arrived, but it doesn't seem to be what you imagined."

In the midst of the scarlet, Ximu flew to Julan's side with some gloating and said: "Tsk, does this count as making a wedding dress for others?"

Curse Lan's eyes in the soul state were gloomy for a moment, and he said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the plan will always change. The little girl next to the Holy Lord has the aura of shadow, which is just enough for them to get entangled with each other. Maybe that way No one bothers me anymore.”

Ximu clicked his tongue and said with great interest: "But have you noticed that the generals under the Holy Lord seem to be completely different from the shadows we have seen?"

Curse Lan glanced at him, the aura on his body surged wildly, and his entire soul quickly condensed in a beam of light.

"So what? It's just a chess piece of the Holy Lord, how big a storm can it cause?" Curse Lan said disdainfully, the power on his body became more and more powerful, as if he was forcibly activating something.

"That's not necessarily true. When I still had my strength, I fought against that shadow general. That general had the ability to change the situation, even though he was just a chess piece... tsk" Ximu shook his head.

With their current state of ruin, it would be difficult for them to deal with even a mage apprentice, especially Ximu. If they had to fight head-on, he would feel that he had no chance of winning against an ordinary person. It is difficult to be a demon.

"The Holy Lord has stolen his authority. There will be a battle between them. He needs our strength!" Curse Lan sneered.

The body expanded violently, reaching the top of the sealed jar.

Buzz~

The force gathered forcibly raised the temperature of the entire jar, and the ripples in the space began to spread. A faint flash of light shot out of the jar, hiding on the shadow ninja guarding the side. .

Cura Lan muttered words, and the next moment, the strong fluctuations around him disappeared instantly, as if everything he had just done was an illusion.

"Okay, okay, but what I want to say is that the demon position will be filled after you go out. Even if we can go out, there is a high probability that everything will go wrong. So, my suggestion is that you go get some righteous creatures. come out."

Ximu said with cunning in his eyes: "It is best to be a righteous creature that will cause trouble to the Holy Lord."

Curse Lan frowned and said unhappily: "I can't even protect myself, where can I get righteous creatures for you?"

"Have some patience, Curse Lan. Think about what the Holy Lord is surrounded by, the Shadows, the Dragonborn, these are all guys with weak brains, so let's give him something normal."

Ximu said with eyes full of cunning and smiles: "Didn't you discover a sealed plane last time? Then resurrect the race inside, and the Holy Master has their inherited treasure in his hands. I don't believe it. You can't feel the wave."

Curse Lan was stunned for a moment, thinking appeared in his eyes. After a long time, he couldn't help but slap Ximu's shoulder with the tail of his soul.

He said with some emotion: "You still have so much wisdom, I can't tell, Ximu."

The smile on Ximu's face froze, and he said a little sarcastically: "Why am I not in hell? I just think about this all day long. This is also a strategy that I have thought about for a long time."

"It's okay, I hate it too." Julan looked at Ximu meaningfully.

Ximu glanced at it, lowered his head, and his eyes were a little gloomy. In ancient times, he made himself into a waste. Of course, he had his own plan, but before that plan was implemented, the war between gods and demons ushered in.

After that, his origin became even more broken, and he continued to be that not-so-smart, yet extremely weak persona in hell.

However, recently I was completely defeated by the Holy Lord, and I have completely lost hope of recovery!

"It's time to start."

Curse Lan's voice interrupted Ximu's thoughts, and he looked up.

Immediately he saw in the picture, hooded magicians carving something on the ground.

The mage directed people to take out materials and place them in specific locations. As each fire character was ignited on the ground by the flames, the dark environment opposite was gradually illuminated.

The center of the underground palace began to melt, and endless lava began to roll, encircling an area on the ground.

This is an ancient resurrection ceremony, which was created by Xiaofeng. Xiaofeng also created unique resurrection magic for each demon.

You can only wait for a demon to lose its physical body and quickly make yourself more powerful, and you cannot carry the origin of your own body when you revive.

The reason is that this thing was created too little time and has not been baptized by time. If Xiaofeng is given another hundred years.

Perhaps the forbidden spell corresponding to the origin will be created. If so, Zhulan will have the power of the origin authority as soon as he revives.

"Okay, the ceremony begins. I will be revived in three days. During this time, I have to think carefully about the righteous creatures you mentioned. I will come back to save you!" Zhulan watched the ceremony gradually complete.

In the center of the ceremony, an embryo has appeared in the endless moon. It only needs the baptism of time, and then his body will be truly revived.

Although this body is very weak, it is hundreds of times stronger than the current situation!

Ximu came back to his senses, nodded, turned around, and began to absorb energy again to restore his soul.

Zhulan looked at Ximu's disappearing back, and a mysterious smile appeared on his soul's face. A low murmur sounded: "I didn't expect that Ximu actually had some tricks. I underestimated him."

"Are you going out?"

Suddenly a voice sounded beside him, which made Zhulan stunned. He turned to look at Zhao Zheng and asked: "When did you come?"

"Since you chatted!" Zhao Zheng said lightly, looking at the direction where Ximu disappeared thoughtfully.

Zhulan followed Zhao Zheng's gaze and smiled: "It's scary, isn't it? I thought we were keeping each other warm, but... "

"I can imagine that, otherwise he wouldn't be so broken." Zhao Zheng said, looking at Zhulan and asked: "If your soul goes out, you will become a target. My suggestion is to continue to survive here!"

"If you just do something small, maybe there will be no more Moon Demon Zhulan in the world!"

Zhulan nodded thoughtfully: "You want to enslave us, are you here to mock me?"

"Haha! Will you let me go?"

Zhao Zheng shook his head and said coldly: "I won't stop you, let's see if you can really be resurrected!"

"If you succeed, I will let you go! If you fail, maybe you will no longer exist in the future!"