Demon King Lingzhihuang is the best in the world

Chapter 454
The sharp blades seemed to have eyes, no matter how the old man dodged, he couldn't dodge their attacks.

The old man was impatient, so he could only block it with the snow-white dust whisk, and after a while, the three thousand silver threads at the tail of the dust fell off one by one, leaving only a bald handle.

He didn't expect this kid to be so powerful. When he looked closely, he saw that the boy was surrounded by cloudy energy, and the magic light shone indistinctly.

"Mozun, are you Mozun?" The old man definitely didn't know, when he said the word Mozun, his voice trembled obviously.

"Impossible, the Demon Lord and the Spiritual God died together a hundred years ago, and the Spiritual God has not recovered, how could the Demon Lord have entered the world?"

He shook his head desperately, unable to believe his own judgment.

The boy full of evil has already stopped, and the white-browed old man is even more distrustful of his own judgment. If it is really the Demon Lord, how could he let himself go?

"Shangxian, I have some important things to do when I come to the fairy world today. I hope that the Shangxian will not make things difficult. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to be better than the river?" Zhao Erdong waited for his son to teach the arrogant Shangxian, said slowly.

How could the white-browed old man give up, no matter whether the child is a Demon Lord or not, he should not be left alive. When he grows up in the future, he will become a great disaster in the fairy world. Ignoring Zhao Erdong's advice, he took out a piece of thin jade from his bosom, Imbued with immortal power into the thin jade, the thin jade instantly becomes multicolored. Right in the thin jade, bursts of rays of light burst out, and the rays of the rays enter the heavens, scattering in all directions, like light waves of messengers, sweeping into the palaces of Qionglou.

"He is reporting a message, and soon all the immortals will gather here," Xiaolong said calmly, looking at the multicolored glow.

When Long Xiaohuai heard this, he became impatient, "Then we can't leave again? Daddy is still suffering, let's go find Daddy quickly."

Xiaolong looked at Xiaohuai, and said gently: "Xiaohuai, don't worry, Brother Xiaolong is here, and he will definitely rescue your father."

Xiaohuai nodded heavily, "Brother Xiaolong and Brother Xiaohu are the most powerful, they are not your opponents."

Xiaohuai's praise, the two brothers benefited a lot, and a faint smile appeared on their faces at the same time.

In just a few breaths, rays of light and shadows shot out from the palace of Qionglou among the clouds and mist.

The graceful men and women arrived one after another.

"Baimei, what's the matter?" Fairy Baihua who arrived first asked.

Bai Mei pointed to Zhao Erdong and others who were on the opposite side, and said bluntly, "These people destroyed Linxianmen and became my disciples again. That boy is very suspected of being a demon king from the demon world."

Xiaohu stood with his chest folded, with a sinister expression on his face.

"Then what about me? Do you think I look like a demon?" Xiaolong walked out slowly from behind Zhao Erdong, looking coldly at the so-called fairies and immortals in front of him. Is the current fairy world like this?

The little dragon and the little tiger stood side by side, with exactly the same face, but completely different temperaments.

Behind Xiaolong, they seemed to see a little bit of golden light, and the supreme charm was lingering around him.

What does it mean that the supreme charm that only the gods and gods have appeared on this little boy?
One fairy and one demon, standing together, did not seem to have the tense atmosphere as imagined, but very peaceful and peaceful.

"It's the reincarnation of the Spirit God, it's the reincarnation of the Great Emperor of the Spirit God!" Someone in the group of immortals shouted that, and the group of immortals erupted instantly.

There has been no owner in the fairy world for a hundred years, a hundred years of chaos, and a hundred years of depravity. Is there finally hope for rebirth?
(End of this chapter)