I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Shen Zhao approached and looked at Chen Long who was struggling to get up from the ground, feeling inexplicably happy.

Once again, the righteous side is in a state of embarrassment, but the villain does still have advantages, at least he can absolutely crush them in terms of strength, right?

He walked to Chen Long and reached out to snatch the box he was holding in his arms.

Chen Long, who was struggling to stand up, had his box taken away and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He probably hasn't recovered from the shock wave of the explosion yet.

The moment Shen Zhao got the box, the Zhengqi around him couldn't sit still at all. He was spinning around Chen Long, feeling at a loss.

It's like what was originally arranged has been broken again.

That's not all. Part of the righteousness is being crazily poured into Chen Long's body, and Chen Long's body is slowly becoming rosy, as if he is trying to cheat.

"Dad, hurry up. If Uncle Long can't survive, anything will do."

In the corner, some thin sounds reached Shen Zhao's ears. He turned around and saw a girl in an orange top squatting in the corner, talking on the phone anxiously.

As Shen Zhao continued to stay for a few seconds, Chen Long also recovered. He got up from the ground and launched a flying kick without any hesitation.

There seemed to be the sound of a spell in the distant whispers: "The demons and ghosts leave quickly... the demons and ghosts leave quickly..."

Feeling the indifference of the black energy around him and the madness of the righteousness, Shen Zhao suddenly showed a slight smile on his lips: "Ha!"

The divine power of the Chicken Talisman and the Rabbit Talisman exploded at the same time, and Shen Zhao's body instantly suspended in mid-air.

Endless flames surrounded his body, illuminating the surrounding area brightly. For a moment, it seemed as if the sun had really resurrected in the night.

Chen Long's flying kick missed. He looked up at Shen Zhao, who was now feeling oppressed, and his eyes became more solemn.

The sound of propellers rang out all around, sirens blared, and the entire 13th District was dispatched.

A huge wave of righteousness was surrounding a helicopter, and the father's voice came out from the plane. Combined with the phone in Xiaoyu's hand, it seemed that two fathers were preparing magic at the same time.

Shen Zhao looked at all this, the faint smile on his lips still existed, and the crazy struggle of righteousness only felt interesting in Shen Zhao's eyes at this moment.

He held up the box in his hand, and as the flames flowed, four talismans slowly floated in the air.

Shen Zhao stretched out his hand, and the other eight talismans emerged from the void, and the twelve talismans slowly circled in a circle.

"Unblock!" Shen Zhao muttered.

In an instant, the power of the system was activated, and the belated mission rewards began to be distributed.

As the twelve talismans were shattered, Shenzhao's aura began to surge, and the surrounding black energy was no longer cold, but began to hover like the righteous energy.

Shen Zhao could even feel doubts in the black energy, as if he was wondering how his own son's power could be taken away by his grandson.

In the distance, Dad's magic was also completed at this moment, and a beam of green energy shot out from the plane and shot towards Shen Zhao's place.

Shen Zhao turned his head. Originally, only his pupils were red at the moment, but now all his eyes turned scarlet, and the essence in his body was rapidly expanding.

An absolutely powerful force circulated in the body, and the aura of a young demon disappeared from Shen Zhao's body, replaced by the aura of a true monarch.

The pure power of the spell may not push him to the top of the world, but it is still possible to transform him from a young demon who can only rely on external forces to become one of the strongest men in the world.

After all, this is nearly half of the power of the Holy Lord.

A faint sense of crisis came, Shen Zhao turned his head and flicked his arm, and the dragon blast was like a whip, instantly destroying the magic released by his father.

"Oops~ The devil has become too powerful, and it seems that dad can't defeat it." Dad's voice sounded, with some anxiety in it.

The righteousness surged into his body without any force, as if it wanted to forcefully push his state to a higher level to balance the current combat power.

Below, Xiaoyu's eyes showed uneasiness for the first time. It was a sense of crisis she had never experienced before, making her want to escape from here at this moment.

Shen Zhao glanced at his father and the others and had no intention of killing them. After all, like the Holy Lord, as long as his father and the others still existed, the second batch of stronger saints would not appear.

Shen Zhao stretched out his arms and felt how powerful he was at this moment. The next moment, the flames exploded into a gorgeous fireworks in the sky, which seemed to announce that the Ninth Lord had officially arrived in the world.

And Shen Zhao's figure gradually faded in this splendor and disappeared from the eyes of mankind.

The people below looked at this scene in confusion. Human beings are the rulers of this planet, but when the devil came, they seemed to realize their powerlessness.

"Uncle Long, are you okay?" Seeing that the devil was gone, Xiaoyu immediately walked out and looked at Chen Long with concern.

"Xiaoyu, why are you here? Forget it, you never listen to me." Chen Long said tiredly.

"You haven't lied to me yet, but I didn't expect that daddy's magic doesn't seem to work very well." Xiaoyu muttered in a low voice.

Of course it was her who notified the father of his appearance. There may have been some promotion of righteousness, but the little girl's keen judgment still played a big role.

"Chen Long, let's go back. Dad needs to study this demon carefully." At this time, the sound of the propeller gradually disappeared, and Dad got off the helicopter. His expression at this moment was incomparably solemn.

"Dad, can't you find information about this demon?" Chen Long asked in surprise.

"This demon has stolen the power of the Holy Lord, and it is a flame demon. You can start looking for it from this point." The father looked very solemn.

His imaginary enemy has always been the Holy Lord, and all preparations were made to deal with the Holy Lord. But now, the Holy Lord's power has been stolen and he can no longer return from the state of the stone statue.

This means that all the things he prepared for more than a month ago were in vain, and the little dragon was promoted from a weak devil to a powerful one that can make the world tremble.

"Perhaps he is the son of the Holy Lord?"

Xiaoyu's whispering voice rang out, which made Dad startled. The same dragon, with the same fire, appeared behind Black Hand... This seemed to explain everything.

"What Xiaoyu said is very reasonable. You, send us back immediately. Dad needs to read the ancient books." Dad's eyes lit up. He pointed directly at Black and said, his tone seemed a little anxious.

"But, if he is really the son of the Holy Lord, why didn't he resurrect the Holy Lord?" Chen Long asked with a frown.

Bang, oh!

"Devils have no ethics. They are all cold-blooded creatures. Don't use human thinking to think about the way demons behave." Dad said and turned around.

Bang, oh!

"Why are you still standing? Send dad back quickly."

Chen Long and Blake rubbed their foreheads at the same time and replied: "Okay, Dad."