From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

Zhao Zheng was lying on the sofa he had been away from for a long time, slightly lost in thought. The world of Naruto was over.

There is not much to say about this journey, I just finished it simply and crudely.

In addition to getting one million points at once, you can also get an additional 100,000 points from Naruto World every month.

It can be said that this harvest is quite fruitful and can greatly improve his divine domain.

However, he does not plan to use all of it for the construction of the divine domain. The most important thing now is to get back his own demonic energy of fire and devour the demonic energy of his brothers and sisters.

Zhao Zheng stood up, picked up a glass of flame ale wine and drank it in one gulp. As he thought, a shadow ninja came over carrying a full-length mirror wrapped in silk.

Zhao Zheng peeled off the silk above, and the next moment the clouds rippled like water, and the mirror reflected a world full of desolation and death.

Everywhere you look, you can see suspended rocks. There is nothing interesting about these stones. A small part of his memories are of these stones.

All he had to do now was wait patiently for his brothers and sisters to arrive.

The other side of the magic mirror, in hell.

"It's the Holy Lord's magic!"

"I detect the aura of the Holy Lord here!"

Soon, Sky Demon Ximu and Moon Demon Curlan flew over from a distance and landed on the rocks near the magic mirror.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Zheng raised his head, with the right expression of nostalgia on his face:

"Long time no see!"

Curlan stood on the rock with his arms crossed, and his cold eyes fell on Zhao Zheng: "Damn Holy Master! How can you have the nerve to say such a thing?"

"Don't say that, I miss you so much!" Zhao Zheng looked at each other with a trace of sadness on his face.

Just wait and see.

I'll trick you back and let you know what despair is!

Looking at the sincere eyes of the Holy Lord, a trace of doubt flashed in Curan Lan's heart.

Does this guy really miss us?

But when he thought of this guy, who had deceived them, built a huge empire by himself, and enjoyed a free life, anger ignited in his heart again.

Curse Lan and Ximu looked at each other, and Ximu said gloomily: "Holy Lord, what tricks do you want to play again?"

"Is there another person in heaven and earth who you can't deal with!"

"Does this remind you of your siblings?"

As soon as he finished speaking, huge waves rolled in between the boulders, and huge emerald-green peaks carried the momentum of collapsing mountains and splitting seas.

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and five demonic figures appeared as the wind and thunder swept across. They landed on the nearby boulder together with Ximu and Curlan from before.

The sky demon Nishiki, the moon demon Curran, the water demon Bazaar, the mountain demon Bo Gang, the thunder demon Zhongsu, the wind demon Xiaofeng, and the earth demon Dikui.

Emerging from the huge waves, he glanced at Zhao Zheng who was surrounded by an evil look. Basha cursed: "Holy Lord, you damn traitor, you actually have the nerve to come back?"

Bo Gang blinked and roared: "My snack, Holy Lord, I'm hungry!"

"Damn it. Bo Gang, have you really become a fool? Aren't you now condemning this bastard grandson of the Holy Lord?"

Ximu's words attracted the recognition of other demon monarchs, and a pair of angry eyes suddenly fell on Bo Gang.

And the next moment, a thunder and lightning exploded!

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhongsu, who was holding the lightning in his hand, walked out directly, raised his eyes and met Zhao Zheng's scarlet eyes, and said angrily:

"Why is our Holy Lord letting us out?!"

Zhao Zheng glanced at him and kept all the words he was planning to say in his stomach.

"Boom!"

Zhao Zheng's ignorance made Zhongsu particularly angry. Thunderbolts exploded in his hands, but before he could raise his hands, a purple figure appeared in front of him:

"Stop talking, Zhongsu!"

Xiao Feng nodded to Zhao Zheng first, and then said to Zhong Su: "No matter how angry you are, you should listen to what the Holy Master has to say now!"

"What do you say to this traitor?" Basha suddenly interrupted Sao Feng: "Does he still want to be merciful and let us out?"

this.

Although it is a bit unhuman, what Bazaar said is really right.

Although the Holy Lord keeps saying that he misses everyone, the problem is that no one, the devil, believes him! It is well known that the Holy Lord does not keep his promises and is full of lies. This is something that even he himself is proud of and shows off!

So, aren’t the words of the Holy Lord just farts?

This guy just came to hell to watch the excitement. As the saying goes, they return home with rich clothes and fine food. The Holy Lord came here specifically to ridicule them.

So Basha is right to say this. As for exposing the Holy Lord so straightforwardly,

A bastard who betrayed them and was living happily outside, enjoying delicious food. The meeting of demon monarchs did not continue to curse, and they could still patiently listen to his farts. This was their limit.

"Bazaar."

Zhao Zheng looked at Basha pointing at him with an arrogant look, his face was a little ugly, and he said angrily: "You guys!"

"I'll give you face and call you brothers and sisters. If I don't give you face, you'll just be a bunch of idiots!"

Surrounded in the center, Zhao Zheng's eyes flashed red, and he said angrily: "Since you don't welcome me, there is nothing more to say, so just wait and stay in hell until the end of the world!"

Just when he was about to cut off the connection with hell, a strong and bright voice interrupted him.

"Wait, Holy Lord!"

The Wind Demon Xiaofeng said expressionlessly: "We apologize to you!"

"We are very happy that you are willing to contact Hell. We were just joking with you just now. After all, we haven't seen each other for many years. We also miss you in Hell!"

Miss me very much?

You wish I was dead, right?

Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes in his heart, feeling a little happy. You were fooled!

Little bastards!

Everything he did just now was pretended. After all, the Holy Lord was really not authentic.

Let you curse a few words first, and then pretend to be angry, so that the initiative will be back in his hands.

And Xiaofeng, as the third among the demon monarchs, is still very face-saving, and the demons still admire him.

Even more respected than the Moon Demon Zhulan, after all, as the most loyal and emotional demon monarch, it is easier to get everyone's recognition.

As soon as he spoke, although the other demons were very unhappy, they all quieted down at the same time.

"I know what you are thinking! Why don't I come and let you out!"

"To be honest, after you jointly released me, I was sealed by the Saint Seiya before I could find the Panku Box!"

"You are bullshitting!" Zhong Su heard this and could no longer suppress his anger and blurted out.

"You despicable bastard, have you forgotten the time when you came back to show off after ruling Asia?"