Heavens villain boss whitewashing system

After the plane landed and walked out of the VIP aisle of Paro International Airport, Warren took a deep breath of the cold outdoor air and suddenly felt relaxed and happy.

This is Bhutan, located on the southern slope of the eastern Himalayas between China and India. It is a small country with a population of only a few hundred thousand.

The blue sky and white clouds seem to be a little closer to the sky. This is a pure land that has not been completely polluted by fame and fortune.

Warren stretched, and the demonic energy of fire he controlled immediately responded to the heaven and earth, causing the surrounding temperature to rise suddenly.

At this time, the Holy Lord is no longer what he used to be. He was the incomplete version that had forgotten all magic and only had sexual instincts left:

"Daolong, I told you I would come to find you!"

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In the deep mountains and forests of Bhutan, Warren, wrapped in a down jacket, walked lightly. In front of him, there were a group of ninjas from the Ghost Corps kneeling to greet him.

The ninja soldiers kneeling on the ground one after another were dressed in black and stood out in the forest, guiding Warren as if they were road signs.

At the far end of the road marked by the Ninja Soldiers, there is an ancient, dark fortress as tall as a tower.

That's Daolon's wizard tower.

The Holy Lord originally only knew that Daolong lived in the deep mountains and old forests of Bhutan but did not know the specific location. Fortunately, Bhutan's territory is not large. After sending a large number of ninja soldiers to search, he finally found Daolong.

The location of the dragon.

Although the original Holy Lord was able to summon the ghost army, he could only use a limited number of ninja soldiers, because after all, they were the men snatched away by the ghost general Niga when he was not paying attention, not his own strength.

But that was before. After a friendly exchange before, the relationship between General Nijia and the Holy Lord in the mask has become so good that they can almost wear the same pants. Helping the Holy Lord summon a large number of ninja soldiers is naturally a piece of cake and a pleasure.

There is no way, anyone is always stuffed into the mouth and chewed into a mosaic. Even if he can recover perfectly, this experience is an extremely painful torture. General Nijia can only choose to obey the orders of the saint in order not to be tortured.

host.

The so-called relationship is so good that one wears a pair of trousers. In fact, it is the Holy Lord who wears trousers and General Nijia's buttocks.

No matter how ferocious and terrifying General Nijia is, who represents the dark world, he will have no choice but to be slaughtered by the Holy Lord who is older, more powerful, more shameless, and more unrestrained.

The holy man opened his mouth and smiled: "Nijia, are you moved?"

Nijia turned into a mosaic in the Holy Lord's big mouth: "Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!"

Arriving at the wizard tower, Warren first looked at the closed fortress, then shook his head.

Daolong was so unhospitable that he showed no courtesy at all. He didn't come out to greet an old man even when he arrived at his house. Unfortunately, he even claimed to be from China.

After the Holy Lord shook his head, he snapped his fingers, and the countless ninja soldiers behind him turned into blue smoke and dispersed in the wind, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

He is here as a guest, and the purpose is to have friendly exchanges and talk, not to fight or kill. Naturally, he does not need guards like ninja soldiers who are always ready to draw their swords.

Moreover, the current Holy Master has restored his former magical attainments, and does not need to use General Nijia's mask to amplify himself. Just relying on the natural and friendly fire demonic energy, the Holy Master is sure to defeat Daolong without any damage.

After all, the Holy Lord was once a demon wizard, and the Black Qi Wizard was a human imitating a demon wizard. One is the source, and the other is a branch. If we really talk about seniority, the Holy Lord can be regarded as the ancestor of Daolong!

"Daolong, I'm here to catch up with you!"

Warren's eyes glowed red, and the voice coming out of his mouth was hoarse and low, like the roar of a dragon or the whisper of a demon, very strange.

Anyway, there is no one around, and the Holy Lord no longer uses Warren's identity to hide himself at this time. Instead, he reveals some of the characteristics of his true body, which will make him feel comfortable.

Warren's body was too fragile. In fact, if the Holy Lord hadn't been cautious, his immature body would not have been able to withstand the increasingly powerful Holy Lord's soul.

But Daolong, who was obsessed with cooking potion in the castle, trembled subconsciously when he heard the Holy Lord's voice.

"It's him!?"

The spoonful of bat guano in his hand suddenly fell into the huge cooking pot due to that tremor. The originally green potion instantly turned into purple-black and emitted terrifying magic power fluctuations.

"No, it's going to explode——"

Before he finished speaking, a huge impact swept out, instantly covering Daolong and all directions.

But the Daolong, which was hit by the impact, suddenly turned into a ball of purple smoke and disappeared.

boom!

A huge explosion sounded, causing the entire wizard tower and castle to tremble. Thick black smoke leaked from the exploded room and then rose into the sky.

A wisp of purple smoke quietly appeared in another part of the castle, and then turned into a furious Daolong: "Damn it, why is that guy here? I hid back and he still won't let me go?"

Outside the Wizard Tower, the Holy Lord, who heard the huge explosion, looked puzzled, then sniffed the smell in the air and muttered to himself: "Scabies juice, crushing snake fangs, slugs with tentacles,

Porcupine quills, dried walnuts, lion fish spines, white fresh meat..."

"There is also a strong black energy mixed in. Daolong is making Poison Spirit Longevity Soup. Is he trying to extend someone's life? Or himself..."

The Holy Lord was deep in thought, and at this moment, Daolong with a gloomy face appeared on the roof of the Wizard Tower.

He is wearing a black and purple wizard robe that stretches all the way to the ground. His left eye is green, his right eye is blue, his hair is white and spreads backwards, his face is streaked with black, and there is a slightly long beard on the tip of his chin.

Daolong's appearance remained unchanged, still in that gloomy and evil state, and the injuries caused by the Holy Lord's shattering punch had now recovered as before.

"The lingering guy actually dares to come to my wizard tower and act arrogantly. Could it be that he thinks Daolong is easy to bully?" Daolong looked down at the Holy Lord and whispered, his voice hoarse but very oppressive.

His deep black energy combined with the magic circle engraved in the wizard's tower actually formed a physical form. A huge black skull was generated out of thin air, which looked extremely evil.

The Holy Lord sneered, and the demonic fire energy around him steamed up. After contacting the black energy of the sword dragon, it was directly used as fuel to swallow and burn it.

The huge black energy skull disappeared in an instant. After a few seconds, the black energy no longer existed. Only the demonic energy of fire that belonged to the Holy Lord lingered in the air, causing the temperature nearby to rise a lot.

The Daolong looked ugly, but he still insisted on saying harsh words. At this time, the Holy Master took out the dragon talisman from his pocket and blasted it with a dragon blast at the Daolong that was now high up in the wizard tower!

Boom!

A huge explosion blew the tall wizard tower into pieces.

The moment the sword dragon suffered damage, it turned into a plume of purple smoke and disappeared, and then reappeared opposite the Holy Lord.

"Huh? How come I'm here? I should be in the castle!" Daolong saw the Holy Lord in front of him. He was puzzled at first, and then looked horrified.

Seeing Daolong's somewhat puzzled look, the Holy Master said calmly: "Smoke Escape? What a coincidence. This is a witchcraft I created nine centuries ago to travel far away. Its life-saving function is secondary. The most important thing is

It’s pretentious enough.”

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