Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 60 058. Dragon Knife

Xu Zhenqing shook his head. Since he wanted to resist the most terrifying truth in this world, he had to surpass these things and become the only terror in the heavens and all worlds.

After comforting Dayu, Xu Zhenqing continued on his journey to defeat the so-called gods.

Before conquering the gods, Xu Zhenqing needed to meet an important person, Daolong, who was the one who planned the deification movement with Tara.

Before, Xu Zhenqing had been doing things here and there, mostly focusing on completing his plans against Sefirah Castle and Tianzun, but now he has a new goal.

If you carefully count the cards in your hand, you can still play. The worst case scenario is that you lose everything and get caught and used as a magic weapon.

Fortunately, it is not like the Gate of Eternal Life, where all kinds of guys are eyeing it covetously, and the "horror" meme has not been known to anyone else. There is a reason why the time traveler concealed the plug-in.

Holding Dayu's hand, Xu Zhenqing stepped into Daolong's castle. Looking at the little old man with silver hair and strange eyes warming himself by the fire, he unceremoniously took out a bunch of sweet potatoes and roasted them on the fire.

"It's you again, little brat. I have done what you asked me to do. When will the Holy Lord's talisman be redeemed?" Daolong asked in a hoarse voice.

"The Holy Lord has been dealt with, but the other party destroyed the talisman before returning to hell. Now the dog talisman should be on a noble dog." Xu Zhenqing suddenly thought, will the talisman rush out of the earth? After all, the Eight Immortals restricted the demons and black air, not the other party's power.

"That shouldn't be the case. Otherwise, it would be a foolish thing for the dog to go to the Black Emperor."

Black Emperor was the dog of the Immortal King Wuzhong. He was buried in the burial ground and then returned with amnesia and chose his master to reincarnate, that is, the Emperor Wushi. It can be said that after the death of the Emperor Wushi or after he faked his death, the Black Emperor named Xiaohei did not die. He can be said to be the most resilient existence in the world of Shrouding the Sky.

"How dare you lie to me!" Daolong stood up and roared, but after seeing Dayu, he squatted down again in shock.

Daolong thought for a moment and said earnestly, "She doesn't seem like someone from this era. I advise you not to mess with things like time. If you play with time, you will eventually be played with by time."

"The timeline she is in has collapsed, and there is no way to go back." Xu Zhenqing said concisely.

Daolong, who seemed to be targeted by a great terror, ignored Xu Zhenqing's obstruction and fled from his home without even asking for any reward.

Xu Zhenqing scratched his head and smiled to Dayu, thinking that it was great to save himself from trouble and not have to repay a favor. This was the plan they had made before.

Daolong escaped to another base, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and wondered what kind of existence could erase a timeline. This method was too terrifying. He made up his mind that he would never come out again before his death was about to end.

Tara suddenly appeared and complained to Daolong: "Daolong, why did you change your place? It took me a long time to find you."

"I think next time I need to go to a place where you can't find me." Daolong said gritting his teeth.

"Don't be so stingy, huh? Don't take the garlic. I hate garlic."

"Get out of here!"

Daolong took out a large bunch of garlic and threw it at Tara, who screamed and hid in the shadows.

"The world is finally quiet." Lying on the ground motionless, Daolong felt that nothing he had done was going well recently, so he simply thought of using the old almanac that he had thrown away last time.

I still need to check the almanac before going out in the future.

"Gan, Wen, Cui!"

"You idiots, why don't you clean up my new cave quickly? What are you still standing there for?"

The dark warrior half-knelt and received the order.

After lying there for just a quarter of an hour, Daolong saw a mirror image in front of him. The Mini Saint Lord said hoarsely, "Daolong, I know you want eternal life. I can give you what you want, as long as you help my child collect the magic energy of the eight demons and then release me."

"It never ends. You all keep targeting me one by one. Do you think I have no temper?" Daolong, who had just moved into a new house, angrily smashed the mirror.

"Daolong." "You're looking for death!"

The Holy Lord in Hell roared, he never expected that a small black wizard would dare to hang up his magic video.

"Holy Lord, if you don't find a way to take us out, you will regret living in this world." Basha used her tail to stop the Holy Lord's soul and threatened.

The Holy Lord promised, "My dear brothers and sisters, please rest assured. When my son stirs up trouble in the real world, I will use a magic circle to bring my soul out and find the Box of Panku to rescue you. I swear."

"What if you betray us again and go to the real world to enjoy yourself alone, then what should we do?" Xiao Feng bit the Holy Lord hard and said fiercely.

"I cannot speak highly of the Holy Lord's credibility."

"Why not let the Holy Lord give us some fun in Hell."

When the Holy Lord heard these words, the whole dragon was dumbfounded. If these brothers and sisters stopped him, he might not be able to get out.

"Okay, let's give him another chance." Zhu Lan finally made the decision.

……

Daolong summoned Gan Wencui and prepared to continue moving, then he felt the magical fluctuations behind him, and a black energy bullet shot out from the staff.

"Old thing, don't be so angry." The devil dragon crushed the black gas bomb and spoke lightly.

"It's you."

"Old man, do you want to know what your future good apprentice has done?"

Daolong put down his palm and said calmly: "I'm not interested. I won't accept disciples."

"What if all your magic disappears?"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Helping me is also helping you. You can go with Tara to create a god. Can't you collect the magic energy of the eight demons with me? When I become the Demon Lord, I will grant you eternal life. Isn't that a hundred times better than now?"

"Keep talking."

"I'm not my father. You can put your trust in me."

Daolong thought for a moment, and finally remembered the undercover plan that Xu Zhenqing had told him. He originally thought that the other party was joking, but now it really happened.

"Okay, I promise you, but we need to sign a magic contract."

"No problem, old man, even signing ten thousand copies is no problem."

After the two signed the contract, the devil dragon left with a loud laugh.

He threw a fireball at the place where the devil dragon left, and Daolong walked silently to the bookshelf, ready to study a new anti-tracking black magic, otherwise anyone could come and he would feel too insecure.

"You idiots, why don't you go find the next cave? Do you want to enjoy the feeling of your soul burning?"

Gan Wencui shook his head helplessly, then disappeared into the cave. There was no other way. A tool man was like this. He only needed to find the cave. Daolong had a lot of things to consider.

Xu Zhenqing, who saw all this, withdrew from the wide-angle field of vision.

(End of this chapter)