The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 173: The terrible black dragon

In the afternoon, in a dilapidated house.

The old man looked at the two guys in front of him with a confused face: "Emperor? Dao... Dao ancestor?!"

One black and one white looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes: "It's not easy for a mere little devil to recognize us!"

Another nodded: "Indeed."

Hearing the words, the old man staggered and almost fell, and began to break out in cold sweat, soaking his clothes in an instant.

It's not that he's timid, it's just that these two guys are too big to be able to resist.

One is the Emperor Dongri who opened up the underworld, and his fame spreads all over the world.

One is the ancestor of the Taoist sect who is in charge of the Heavenly Court, with a great reputation.

Choose one at will, and you can easily calm down the scene.

Today, the two guys came out together!

What the **** is the southeast and northwest wind blowing? !

In the face of this situation, not to mention that the old man is just a descendant of the demon race, even if the demon lord himself shows up, he has to weigh it carefully.

As for the female water ghost, she passed out long ago.

"No...I don't know what the two great emperors are doing here?" The old man asked tremblingly, at this moment, his words and deeds really fit this body.

"Is this the long braid you mentioned?" Daozu gently stroked his long beard and pointed at the old man with a glowing dust whisk. Well, I dare not even breathe out.

I only heard Daozu asking Emperor Dongri: "But the poor Taoist has never seen any braids on him."

"It's not him, it's just a little devil, that braid is a quasi-emperor, he opened up a space under my underworld, it's not comparable to this one." The Great Emperor Dongri explained, in fact, these words come from I explained it to Daozu at that time, but it was embarrassing to say it, because he only remembered when he called Daozu that he didn't know the name, nickname, etc. of long braids.

The only thing I can remember is a braid.

"Then why did the great emperor ask the poor Taoist to come here?" Daozu was stunned. He came here in surprise when he heard that there was a new great emperor in the world. Who would have thought that he was actually facing a little devil? Fuck it!

However, no matter how uncomfortable he feels, Daozu's face will always have that calm look on his face. Without him, he is Daozu after all, and he must always do a good job in playing cards!

"The information about this demon was given to me by that braid." Emperor Dongri spoke in half.

But Daozu still understood that it sounds a bit unbelievable for a guy at the emperor level to guide another emperor. If he really wanted to do this trick, he could do it himself, so why pretend to be someone else?

But now that it has come, this demon must be taken away, it is impossible to keep it to cause trouble, if the demon master really messes with him, there will be no peace in the sky and on the earth. It's just that before they are collected, they can also use the waste, such as finding out the truth and then killing them, wouldn't it be beautiful?

"Do you know a man with long braids?" Emperor Dongri asked.

The old man turned a deaf ear and trembled all over. It seemed that he was really scared to pee.

Emperor Dongri raised the volume in dissatisfaction and repeated it again. This time, there were some fluctuations of spiritual power mixed in the sound waves, and the old man who was shocked could see and hear clearly, and he suddenly regained his senses.

"Long braid?" The old man was shocked, his eyes full of fear: "No... I don't know you!"

Daozu sighed: "I believe it."

Emperor Dongri nodded: "Then I'll take him back and question him carefully, and I'll tell Brother Zhi when I have the result."

"That's great."

These two guys actually started talking about the solution in front of others. They really didn't pay attention to others at all, and the old man's face turned green.

"You...don't mess around!" The old man kept backing away trembling, and within a few steps, his back was already leaning against the door.

"Call it, you won't be saved if you break your throat." Daozu said with a smile.

Emperor Dongri gave him a sideways glance, but he couldn't see that you are such a Daoist!

"Let's go and try."

Emperor Dongri crossed his arms and looked at the old man leisurely. He was just a small devil, not enough for him to warm up, so he didn't need any preparations.

"Ah!" The old man shouted angrily, reached into his arms, and quickly took out a cloth bag.

The whole body of the bag is pitch black, and there are **** lines tattooed on the tight part of the bag mouth, which looks extremely dazzling.

Seeing this bag, Daozu was inexplicably surprised: "Sumeru bag!"

Emperor Dongri narrowed his eyes, and said with a sneer, "The demon lord gave you all these things. It seems that you are really responsible for saving the descendants of the demon lord!" Can't stay!"

Dao Zu sighed and nodded.

Sumi bag, the origin of this thing is a bit scary.

It is the personal item of the demon lord Asura, which can store everything. Compared with the luxury "space ring" of Heavenly Court, it is hundreds of times more high-end. It should be noted that the design principle of the interspatial ring is based on this sumeru bag.

In addition to holding things, the sumeru bag can also enhance the spiritual power of the wearer. The higher the user's spiritual power, the more obvious the improvement effect.

According to legend, to use this bag, it must be accompanied by a heart formula, otherwise it cannot be opened.

There is no way to know the content of the formula, and outsiders call it: Sumeru Mantra.

This bag is a keepsake passed down from generation to generation by the devil lord, and the formula is even passed down by word of mouth, so it is absolutely impossible for it to fall into the hands of collateral.

This bag actually appeared in the hands of a little demon today, one can imagine how shocked the two great emperors were.

However, that's all. Even if the demon lord himself is imprisoned by them, how can a mere little demon make trouble in front of them?

"Let me see what kind of magic weapon you can come up with." Emperor Dongri sneered, not paying attention to the Sumeru bag at all.

The old man's face was flushed and his teeth were clenched. He knew that there was only one chance, and if he failed, the ending would be unimaginable.

When the old man took his hand out of his pocket, there was a black bead. Before anyone could see clearly, he smashed the bead on the ground.

"Boom!"

The beads exploded directly, and in an instant, the sky filled with magic mist sprayed out, filling the entire room. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man didn't even open the door, smashed the door to pieces with a "bang", and fled. Both of them saw this scene, but neither made a move to stop it.

Facing the demonic energy that filled the sky, Taoist Ancestor and Emperor Dongri did not move at all. With this level of things, they couldn't even use the spiritual power to protect their bodies.

I saw Taoist ancestor waving his whisk, and the demonic energy in the sky flew out of the window as if being pulled by an invisible big hand, and then disappeared.

Seeing that the figure of the old man had disappeared from sight, Daozu asked unhurriedly: "You run pretty fast."

"Hehe..."

Emperor Dongri said with a smile: "This seat is to let him feel the despair of escaping from birth, and then being dragged back again!"

Daozu nodded in understanding.

Emperor Dongri looked outside: "It's almost there." After speaking, he raised his right hand like a fire stick, and spread his five fingers quickly.

"Roar!"

In an instant, a huge black dragon flew out of his palm, and with a deep dragon chant, it rushed straight out of the house!

Dragon might shake the sky!

Daozu exclaimed: "Is this the Nether Blood Dragon? What a terrifying breath!"

Seeing that Emperor Dongri nodded modestly, Daozu praised again: "As expected of Emperor Dongri, he can subdue even such evil things, he is really amazing!"

"Haha, Daoist Brother, you're absurdly praised. Compared to your mount, a mere little dragon is not worth mentioning." Dongri Emperor replied seriously, but his eyes were clearly full of joy.

The two of them were chatting about business, and they didn't notice that there was a strange cloud in the sky.

The next second, a purple lightning bolt thicker than an old sow's hind legs fell from the sky and hit the running black dragon straight!

"Poof!"

The black dragon, who was majestic just a second ago, exploded on the spot like a balloon pierced by a thumbtack!

From their angle, they could clearly see that the black dragon twitched tenaciously when it exploded.

Then, it turned into flying ash all over the sky, drifting with the wind...

Daozu: "..."

Emperor: "..."