From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

Is there such a thing?

Zhao Zheng was a little speechless. He actually didn't read too much about the Holy Lord's memories.

The Holy Lord's life spans tens of thousands of years, which is too long. Zhao Zheng's experience in his previous life was more than 20 years. It seems very small.

After he replaced the Holy Lord, he also tried to digest these memories, but many meaningless memory fragments made him give up the idea.

Which good person has spent more than two-thirds of his life in prison and sealed memories?

There was a period of time when Zhao Zheng closed his eyes and saw the boring life in hell, or the same days in the state of stone sculpture.

So it is obvious that he simply cannot extract from the long and complicated memory the memory of the Holy Lord coming back to ridicule after he ruled Asia.

No wonder!

In the original work, after the Holy Lord's soul returned to hell, he was tortured by the other seven demon monarchs in turn, bringing a little bit of fun to the demon monarchs' long life in hell.

Damn it!

Holy Lord, you are such a fool!

Zhao Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, but his expression was calm, as if he was talking about an unrelated person.

He coughed and pretended to be a little disappointed and said, "I just want to give you a surprise!"

"Brothers and sisters, think about it, when you are in despair, if I suddenly release you from the gate of hell, will you be more grateful to me?"

"There is some truth!" Earth Demon Dikui touched his head and said angrily.

If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!

The Water Demon Bazaar glared at him fiercely, and said angrily: "Oh! As expected of the Holy Lord, you are so good!"

Zhao Zheng frowned slightly. Although these demon monarchs had been imprisoned in hell for a long time, the time that accompanied their wisdom was wasted.

But it didn't turn him into a fool directly, so it's not easy to fool him.

In other words, Bo Gang and Di Kui are more stupid.

After careful consideration, Sao Feng decided to believe in the Holy Lord for once.

After all, everyone's freedom in the future depends on him. Even if there is a curse, there is no need to forcefully increase the difficulty of things that can be smooth sailing, right?

However, just as he was about to speak, Julan suddenly spoke: "You want to get the demonic energy back, right?"

"Without the demonic energy of fire, it looks like you suffered a lot outside!"

At this moment, Ximu stood up: "It is not impossible to let us out and return your demonic energy to you!"

"We only have one chance!"

Zhao Zheng was silent for a while and sneered: "Let you out. If some demons don't give it, I will destroy the Panku treasure box!"

"This way the demon behind will never come out again!"

The seven demons looked at each other, their scarlet eyes all showing distrust. After all, with the Holy Lord as a warning, no one wanted to lose the chance to escape due to what the previous demon did.

The atmosphere at the scene became awkward. For a moment, all these demon monarchs stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Let's do this!" Ju Lan thought for a while and then said: "We set restrictions on each other. If anyone violates the rules, then his soul will be dragged back to hell!"

Xiao Feng shook his head and said with some hesitation: "No, if that's the case, some brothers and sisters gave him the demonic energy of fire, and some didn't. The remaining brothers and sisters felt jealous in hell and dragged away those who kept their promises. What to do when you come back?”

Zhao Zheng nodded. What Sao Feng said made sense. If he could drag the demon monarch's soul back to hell, wouldn't his plan to turn them into stone sculptures be discovered?

"Isn't this simple?" Ximu grinned, looked at Zhao Zheng and said, "We will give you the demonic energy of fire in advance. Whenever you want to find our door in advance, we will give you the demonic energy in his hand."

"In this way, wouldn't this problem be perfectly solved?"

After hearing this, the other demon monarchs applauded one after another. Curse Lan's eyes flickered and he said nothing.

Zhao Zheng snorted and sneered: "Is there any way for you to transport my demonic energy of fire out of hell?"

"If you really had this ability! You would have come out long ago!"

"Don't underestimate our wisdom!" Ximu said with a smile: "Don't forget that you are not the only source of the black energy wizard!"

Zhao Zheng's eyes were dark and he said mockingly, "Then send out the demonic energy in your hands first."

"I'll be the first to release you!"

Ximu didn't speak, but flicked his tail, actually throwing the demonic energy of fire out of the magic mirror.

"How about it! Now believe in our abilities!"

Zhao Zheng grabbed the floating demonic energy and refined it instantly. His own fire-origin demonic energy became much stronger.

He doesn't have to worry about the hidden backhand at all. Despite the eager shouting of the brothers and sisters among the eight demons, that's because everyone is on the same level.

Although there are differences in strength and weakness, they are not much different from one against two or one against three, which is an absolute disadvantage.

If the demonic energy of fire had been manipulated, the eight demon monarchs would have ceased to exist. But the five great demons, the three great demons.

Zhao Zheng felt that his authority had been partially fulfilled, and a flash of joy flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"Very good! Just wait for me!"

Wait for me to be the first to turn you into a stone sculpture!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng unilaterally cut off the connection with Hell.

In hell, the seven demons looked at each other. Zhulan stuck out his long tongue and spoke first: "Aren't you afraid that he will take away the magic energy and ignore us?"

"What's the use of a mere fire magic energy?" Ximu's eyes flashed, and he said meaningfully: "With his greedy character, he will definitely find ways to get his magic energy back!"

"This one is harmless, and our freedom is not far away!"

Baza curled her lips and said with some disdain: "After we all get out, a saint alone can't make any waves!"

"I must make him feel the price of the pain I suffered in hell!"

"He will definitely pay the price for his arrogance!" Zhongsu rubbed a ball of lightning, threw it casually, threw it on the rock behind him, and left first.

The remaining demons had no intention of chatting, and they all separated to find the location to open their own doors.

Freedom, they have been waiting for an unknown amount of time!

Finally, there is a chance to escape from this damn hell!

Zhu Lan looked at the demons leaving, still a little confused, his scarlet eyes flickering, muttering to himself: "Is the Holy Lord really so kind?"

"With his character, he is definitely cheating!"

"Right? Ximu!"

"That's right!" Ximu turned back at some point, hovered beside him, and said: "I will contact you when I am free."

"If I don't contact you, you should know what it means!"