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Angela stepped into the bushes, raised her eyes, and quickly glanced over to understand the current situation.

The demonic energy is raging uncontrollably.

There were people gathered together over there, and a familiar huge dragon body suspended in the air.

The Holy Lord was tormented by the evil spirit, but the more he suffered as his soul was squeezed by the black energy, the more he felt uneasy instead of the joy of victory.

He didn't know why...

The scarlet dragon eyes looked down anxiously. In the distance, there was a man with flamboyant golden hair, kneeling on the ground, holding a black thing in his arms.

Jackie Chan... Dad... a series of old acquaintances were there.

"Oh my god how could this happen!"

Jackie Chan reacted almost subconsciously. If he was not mistaken, that was Angela's husband.

Run over there quickly.

Lu Liu's breathing was rapid, his fingers trembling as he held the tiny dragon in his arms.

The white light on my hand never stopped flashing, how could I burn the little golden dragon into a small black charcoal...

"This is..... "

"Myers......"

The beautiful little golden dragon has now turned into complete charcoal.

Jackie Chan took two or three steps back, his blood boiling, and he had only one thought in his mind: Angela, she must be... crazy!!!

the other side.

Roar--

The Holy Lord was completely shocked by the feeling of fullness of power.

The golden dragon fell to the ground uncontrollably, black lines still spreading, and a black light flashed.

There was only a blond man with black lines all over his body, with a strong figure, kneeling on the ground in a mess.

The black energy flowed through the flesh and blood, looking ferocious, and the veins were stretched to the point of almost bursting.

It took a long time before he regained his composure.

Temporarily controlling the evil energy and gaining the evil power of the entire world, the price is very high, even if he is a demon... no exception.

Her messy blonde hair fell to the ground.

The handsome and evil face was twisted slightly in pain. He felt the power of blood pulling him.

The sense that was blocked by the demonic energy just now returned. He could feel the breath connected to his blood, the familiar demonic energy...

And my own origin...

The free-willed Flame Demon felt it for the first time, and his heart was chilled to the extreme.

The Holy Lord slowly raised his head and saw the figure he had been thinking about.

The bloodshot pupils widened.

"Angela—"

Angela frowned, walked a few steps to the center of the crowd, pulled Lu Liu up, looked at his red eyes, and finally said nothing.

He carefully took the miserable little devil from his hands.

"He is a demon... Don't cry like a funeral lord, it's bad luck!!" A normal person would have died long ago. Mels is the descendant of the Holy Lord, and can be said to be an indestructible cockroach.

There was no fluctuation in his eyebrows.

"Where's the horse charm? And where's the black rope?"

"No... I don't know."

Lu Liu shook his head blankly, he didn't pay attention.

A red light flickered at her fingertips. Angela's calmness was mixed with a sense of madness. Treating Mels was her first priority. She was not sure whether the horse talisman and the Holy Lord's origin could protect Mels.

Thinking of this, snap——

The dragon that looked pitch black began to shed black paint, and the black air completely enveloped it. The blue light of the horse spell slowly flowed away...

Within a few seconds, the dazzling golden dragon scales became visible.

Fortunately... it worked... and helped Myers refine his dragon body...

Only then did he turn his attention to other people.

"what happened... "

"The Holy Lord escaped from hell, and for some reason... the black energy erupted..."

Xiaoyu didn't know what to say. It was so chaotic just now that she couldn't see anything.

"Holy..... Lord..."

Obviously, no one here dares to touch Mels, except for that blind idiot, the Holy Lord! !

Angela laughed. Such a grand ceremony.... He deserves to die!!

The evil energy in the air slowly dissipated.

He turned his head stiffly and slowly looked at the tall figure lying over there.

The voice is very soft.

I can't see the emotions in his eyes.

"Holy Lord... come here..."

The devil did not feel happy. He swallowed the taste of blood in his throat, sat up from the ground, and then walked forward obediently.

This... man... is the Lord? The dragon? The devil???

Except for Lu Liu and the person involved, everyone present opened their mouths wide, shocked by the reality.

The demon took only a few steps before his outstretched hand froze.

boom--

A violent column of fire shot straight towards his chest.

boom--

Flying backwards, "Angela..."

With a splitting headache, the Holy Lord struggled to get up, suppressed the evil energy that was overflowing from his body, and half-knelt on the ground.

The chest was completely penetrated, leaving a big hole.

Black air filled the air and blood was dripping.

There was a complete hole in the chest, and one could even see the scenery on the opposite side through the hole.

Without the power of the horse spell, he couldn't recover quickly, but the demon's vitality was very strong and even though it was pierced through the chest, it couldn't die immediately.

"Holy Lord? You should be thankful~"

"When you lost control, your blood, your origin, your spell! You still knew how to protect Myers——"

"I will really kill you!"

The slender fingers poked the Holy Lord's pale face, and then a slap came down with force.

Snapped--

Crisp sound.

No one dared to say a word, and had to keep things to themselves.

"Can you feel it?"

"The pure power of blood—"

The Holy Lord turned his face away, moved his lips, said nothing, and turned his head back silently.

The devil's rare muffled voice.

He is full of tricks and has a great ability to see into people's minds, so he just knelt there obediently.

"He won't die..."

"Angela—"

"He will be like me.... No one can kill him... .. "

"so what?"

Angela's lips curled up into a smile.

"I chose to give birth to him, but I never let him get hurt at all!"

"Why do you?"

"You are the one who got hurt. You are thick-skinned and not afraid of death. You deserve to stay in hell for thousands of years."

Harsh words came out of her mouth. She didn't really want to say them, but no mother could remain indifferent to the injuries suffered by her child.

The Holy Lord lowered his usually proud head, and the red light in his eyes dimmed a little bit, "Angela - that was not my intention..."

"Demonic energy..."

But he was the one who took the initiative to grab the demonic energy, so there was nothing to say.

The atmosphere was getting tense.

Xiaoyu was sweating and prayed in her heart that Mels would be okay soon. Now he was not only suffering physical torture, but also mental destruction.

Mels is actually the child of the Holy Lord, the descendant of a demon giant.

too crazy.

"Hmm..."

Perhaps praying worked. The little golden dragon moved and subconsciously wrapped its tail around Lu Liu's wrist.

I feel lazy all over.

He hummed comfortably.

"Dad, open your eyes!"

Lu Liu was anxious and exhausted, and carefully lifted Jin Long by the scruff of the neck.

"Your father is going to be beaten to death by your mother!" How cruel! She pierced his chest just like that.

Demons are just different.

"You don't want someone else to be your father, do you?!"

Mels opened his eyes suddenly and stood up with a grunt.

The blood-red pupil formed a thin line.

Look towards the strong and familiar smell.

The Holy Lord's human body was also huge. It was so big that he knelt there with his waist bent. Angela had to look up slightly.

The strong smell of blood spread, and the huge hole on the middle of the body was too terrifying.

The pupils shrank sharply.

Myers rushed over, "Mom——"