Heavens villain boss whitewashing system

The Holy Lord said that he was really not afraid, but that it was not in line with his status as a big boss to do it himself, so he just let the ninja soldiers play with Daolong!

"Here, sir, have some fun with this grandson who came to my door before he even gave birth to a child!"

Following the Holy Lord's command in his mind, countless ninja soldiers standing in front of him drew out their darts and samurai swords, and looked at Daolon with murderous intent in their eyes.

"You..." When Daolong saw this posture, he knew that the other party was a shameless old man. He had no intention of attacking him. He clearly wanted to rely on the number of ghost soldiers to drag him to death!

Daolong secretly gritted his teeth in hatred, and then he became cruel, and the black energy on his body suddenly rose up, covering the three dark killers who were locked in a fierce battle not far away.

The next moment, the black energy of Daolon disappeared, and the three dark killers who originally only had tattoos now put on domineering armor.

In the plot, this is the trump card that Daolong uses in order to take revenge after being deceived by the Holy Lord, evolving Zhou, Afen, Lasu, and Afu from dark killers into the ultimate ashes warriors.

However, in the original play, the four members of the Black Hand Gang who were in the form of Ash Warriors died before they left the army. Before they could show their power, their father used magic to transform them back into ordinary people. Later, Daolong was also captured and passed the level.

Entered the 13th District and underwent labor reform.

If you take a closer look at the appearance at this time, it actually looks quite good!

"Ganwen Cui, stop these damn shadow ninjas!" Daolong ordered angrily.

If you can't fight alone, then fight in a group. I've traveled thousands of miles, Lao Daolong, and I've never been afraid of anyone!

When the three dark killers heard the order, blue black energy suddenly rose from their bodies. The black energy turned into three strange weapons with unique shapes in the air, and then fell into their hands.

Chain shurikens, chain throwing hammers, and extended versions of the nunchucks. The styles of the weapons are no different from before, except that some spikes are added around them, and the burning black energy is more vigorous, making them look particularly ferocious.

It seems that even after evolving from dark killers to ash warriors, these three people still remain calm, knowing that one inch is longer and one inch is stronger, and range is the truth.

However, although the shapes of the three strange weapons have not changed much, their power is completely different. They will be injured if touched and killed if touched.

In front of the three dark killers' formal battle formations, the ninjas who rushed towards Daolong were blocked one after another.

The Ash Warrior, whose attributes had greatly increased, attacked the ninja soldiers, and the ninja soldiers who followed one after another turned into large balls of black energy and exploded, dissipating invisible.

At this time, the Holy Lord finally panicked. The Ghost Corps was tireless, powerful, loyal and all-pervasive. They were the best servants and the most terrifying opponents.

But the premise of all this is...the person who leads them has not been killed.

"Paint the ground as a prison!" Daolong waved his staff and recited a spell, and the surrounding soil suddenly rose and turned into a high wall, surrounding the fighting ninja soldiers, ash warriors and the Holy Lord.

It took a lot of money and a huge amount of black energy magic power to create this huge cage, but it felt like a loss if it could trap the Holy Lord in Daolong.

He looked at the Holy Lord with a ferocious smile. The staff in his hand gradually lit up with dark blue light, and thick black energy followed. It seemed to be alive, circling around Daolong's body:

"Now, nothing can interrupt our duel."

"..." The Holy Master looked at the huge black energy on Daolong's body, which was as vast as a river, and then looked at the magic power on his body that seemed to disappear when the wind blows, and couldn't help but swallow.

"Just tell me what you want. Even if it's this magic book, I can lend it to you to read after I've read it.

Isn't it good to have a peaceful life? Why should we fight like this..." The Holy Lord finally spoke and chose to be cowardly for the time being.

"A small impatience will mess up a big plan. A gentleman's revenge is never too late after ten years, and a villain's revenge is from morning to night. Good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. It's not that you don't repay before the time comes, but when the time comes, everything will be repaid..."

The Holy Lord kept hinting to himself in his heart, comforting himself that it was no big deal to give in. It was a normal operation to be obscene and nurturing in the early stage, and only in the later stage did he know who the father was!

Liu Yi himself has a stubborn personality, not to mention the original Holy Lord. His identity is either a fire demon or a monarch who rules the entire Asia. He has always been either rich or noble, and he is arrogant. Let him lose face, which is worse than killing him.

Uncomfortable.

At this time, he has reached the limit of the Holy Lord by coercing himself for the task of clearing his name. Even if he was faced with the immortal god Lu Dongbin and the Archmage Lope in so many years, or was sealed into a stone statue, he has never compromised once.

Hmm... maybe it's because there is no chance to compromise, but this is really the Holy Lord's first time!

"Haha." Facing the Holy Lord's request for peace, Daolong smiled jokingly, looking at the Holy Lord with eyes full of malice and greed, "No need, I like to take your memory and magic myself!"

When the Holy Lord heard this, his expression suddenly became neither sad nor happy, and his hoarse voice was a bit cold: "Then there's nothing to talk about..."

"When you are defeated by me, we can talk slowly!" Daolong shouted, and with a wave of his staff, rays of black energy suddenly condensed and blasted towards the direction of the Holy Lord!

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Continuous explosions occurred where the Holy Lord was, and smoke and dust billowed, covering the entire sealed space.

The huge explosion caused the wall where the Daolong was condensed to tremble violently, as if it would collapse in the next moment, burying everything within the wall.

"You didn't even try to hide. Are you dead?" Daolong looked at the thick smoke with wide eyes and murmured in disbelief. Then he thought of something and immediately rejected his judgment: "No, look.

It didn’t come.”

In the smoke and dust, the battle between the Ash Warriors and the Ghost Shadow Corps continued, and the sound of weapons clashing continued, and Daolong concluded that the reason why the Holy Lord was not dead was the still existing Ghost Shadow Corps.

As we all know, once the summoner of the Ghost Corps dies, the summoned Ghost Ninja will naturally return to the sealed world of darkness and cannot stay in the human world.

Therefore, from the fact that the Ghost Corps still exists, Daolong is very sure that the difficult wizard is definitely not dead!

"Of course I won't die." A hoarse and low voice came from the smoke, with a bit of hysterical madness in it, making Daolon suddenly open his eyes.

"Too many people want me to die, but I have lived longer than them all, and I believe you will not be an exception."

The gentle breeze gradually caused the smoke and dust to gradually disperse, revealing several huge pits on the ground, which were obviously the masterpieces of Daolong's black energy magic just now.

Beside the pit, there was a figure who looked like a child standing there quietly.

Before seeing anyone, the surging magic power and strong sense of oppression made Daolong feel like he was facing a powerful enemy, and he subconsciously raised his staff and placed it in front of him.

"I didn't want to be like this, you forced me to do it."

Under the moonlight, the figure's face was wearing a ferocious mask with two horns and a long shawl.

"..."