After all, his old Zhao has been away from this world for many years, and he didn't have any impression of his friends and enemies at the beginning, and now he was called back and said that he was working hard, and he really couldn't get in for the time being.

But despite Lao Zhao's thoughts, for the guy above his head wearing the pitch-black Kill Matt costume, it was as if he had seen the funniest thing, and he actually stood on the clouds and pointed at Lao Zhao and laughed: "Long Aotian? Hahahaha! You have become like this now? Hahahaha! I admit that you really made fun of me! Hahahaha! I really didn't expect that cultivating the Holy Dragon Supreme Skill on the edge of the long river of time would have such an effect! Hahahaha!"

Lao Zhao's face was stunned, and his face suddenly became gloomy for the guy who was still laughing above his head: "Yes, I have to say, this guy has successfully caught my attention!"

People say that beating people does not slap their faces, and scolding people does not expose their shortcomings.

This black-clothed murderer Matt himself is LO to the point that he is still qualified to mock him?

Even if his current image of Lao Zhao is indeed a little bad, but on the whole, the clothes are clean, which can only be regarded as a middle-aged man's slackness in life, not sloppy!

Seeing that the killer Matt above his head was still laughing arrogantly, Lao Zhao's fists were clenched.

That's a bit of an annoyance!

"Boss?"

But there was a somewhat puzzled voice in his ear: "Is that you?"

The young man wearing a battle robe woven with gold silk was spitting blood, and his serious injuries seemed to be crumbling, but he looked at Lao Zhao's fat appearance on his face, and he felt a little more guilty between his eyebrows: "I'm really sorry......"

Although his voice was weak, it sounded like Lao Zhao could tell the one who called him.

He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "Golden Holy Dragon Prince?"

"It's me..."

When the young man in the golden silk robe heard Lao Zhao's title, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded happily: "Even after the long river of time, the boss really remembers me!"

But before the words fell, he continued to spit blood, so frightened that Lao Zhao hurriedly held his hand, but when the coughing up blood slowed down slightly, he still smiled bitterly: "Back then, my father founded the Holy Dragon Supreme Skill on the bank of the long river of time, in order to defeat the Dark Great Heavenly Demon King who gathered the evil thoughts and resentments of the world, but unfortunately he was attacked by it before he succeeded in cultivation, so that he could only seal it with Xiao Cheng's Holy Dragon Supreme Skill......" He said and coughed up blood even more, and his pale face was full of despair:" But now Boss, you can finally achieve great cultivation, but you didn't expect to be betrayed by traitors to our secret holy land, so that at the most critical moment, you can only break through the level, so that you can barely control the situation that is now on the verge of collapse, and not let the situation get out of control completely!"

Lao Zhao supported the guy and proposed a little worriedly: "These LO to explode settings are secondary, and Beijing doesn't need to explain anything to me, I think you should probably go to rest and receive treatment now?"

"Hahahaha!" But the rampant laughter still came overhead: "Get treated?"

"Long Aotian, are you stupid in cultivation?!" The so-called Dark Heavenly Demon King, who was known as the Dark Heavenly Demon King, was holding a strange-looking halberd, aiming at the Golden Holy Dragon Prince, who was bent over his waist and coughing up blood on his chest, with a cruel smile on his face: "Even the Golden Holy Dragon King died under my halberd and was tortured endlessly, could it be that you, the Golden Holy Dragon Prince, also want to contend with me, the evil god halberd created with all the viciousness of the world?"

"Despicable!" The Golden Holy Dragon Prince didn't wait for Lao Zhao to refute, he raised his head and sent out a gritted hatred towards the Dark Great Heavenly Demon King above his head: "If it weren't for the fact that my father took pity on you and wiped you out when you were a child, and even hoped that you would repent at the last moment and didn't use a killing move on you, otherwise would you think you could live like you now?"

"Huh?" The Dark Heavenly Demon King looked at him mockingly: "That's right, what you said is right!" A distorted sickly smile appeared on his face: "Then should I let you go and say thank you to your father?"

"You're damned!" Where didn't the Golden Holy Dragon Prince know, this was laughing at him?

But he didn't have anything to do!

The current Dark Heavenly Demon King has grown into a complete body, and the entire world has been swallowed by him, and now this secret holy place is the final successor left by his father, if he fails at this time, he will be completely doomed!

For this reason, the Golden Holy Dragon Prince could only focus on Lao Zhao, looking at the fat figure, he could only vaguely see a little appearance and demeanor of the past, and suddenly showed a desperate look in the depths of his eyes: " I'm sorry, boss, I can't help but interrupt your retreat, it's definitely my reason why you become like this, but if the Secret Holy Land is swallowed by the Dark Heavenly Demon King, you who are cultivating on the edge of the long river of time will also die completely, so it's better for us to do our best together, even if we die with it, maybe there is still a glimmer of life!"

"What ridiculous things are you talking about? Do you think you still have the qualifications to die with me? Even if your father, the Golden Holy Dragon King, is reborn, he can't do it!"

The Dark Heavenly Demon King above his head shrugged his shoulders and grinned.

He didn't seem to care about killing the old cat, but also had a good time playing with the old cat, looking at the secret holy land that had been completely occupied around him, as well as the Golden Holy Dragon Palace, which had been compressed to the smallest, his scarlet tongue licked his purple-red lips: "Now that I am a complete body, why are you fighting with me?" As he spoke, he let out a mocking rampant laugh, and the halberd in his hand pointed at Lao Zhao: "Just because of this, Long Aotian has become the same as his mother?!"

"Wait!"

Just below, Lao Zhao suddenly stretched out his hand: "Wait a minute!"

He looked at the countless evil creatures in front of him who killed Matt and the black clouds, as well as the guy next to him who was known as the Golden Holy Dragon Prince, and pinched his eyebrows: "I seem to have figured it out!"

Without waiting for the two to speak, Lao Zhao frowned and said: " At that time, it was very difficult for me to break through the barriers of the heavens and come to this world, and then I cultivated to become a waste, and began to pretend to be forced to slap my face all the way according to the standard routine of the waste firewood flow, and at the same time, I met the Golden Holy Dragon Prince by chance, and found that I was quite suitable for cultivating the Holy Dragon Supreme Gong from scratch, but it caused the hostility of the biggest villain in this world, the Dark Heavenly Demon King, and thus broke out several battles from small to large, and finally because I wanted to completely comprehend the great power of the Holy Dragon Supreme Gong, I would go to the river of time to cultivate?"

The Golden Holy Dragon Prince next to him coughed up blood, but nodded again and again with great joy: "That's right, that's right, boss, that's it, have you remembered it all now?"

"Huh?" Even the face of the Dark Heavenly Demon King above his head changed slightly.

"Nope!"

Lao Zhao was confident: "How long has it been, where do you still remember?"

He touched the stubble on his chin and recalled: "Then I fell into the long river of time, and then went back tens of thousands of years ago, cultivated with the Golden Holy Dragon King, and finally practiced the Holy Dragon Supreme Skill, but when I came back along the long river of time, I was lost in it, and when I came out, I went to other worlds, and I rose all the way back with the Holy Dragon Supreme Skill, and the cultivation exercises are getting more and more powerful, well, it's all Long Aotian's routine anyway!"

It's just that the Golden Holy Dragon Prince next to him was a little stunned, as if he didn't understand what he said, but he couldn't help but swallow and spit when he heard the words in it: "Boss, you said that you went back tens of thousands of years ago and met my father?"

Lao Zhao shrugged: "That's right, and then I also passed on the Holy Dragon Supreme Skill to him, but it's a pity that his small cultivation achievements were attacked to death, and then I started studying again, hey, this is still a bit of a time-space paradox?"

"What do you mean?"

But these words aroused the jealousy of the Dark Great Heaven Demon King: "You said that you have successfully cultivated the Holy Dragon Supreme Skill? Hahahaha!"

He thought that he had been hit hard, and for this mastery of his own exercises, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and clenching the halberd in his hand, the mocking smile on his face had disappeared, and instead he let out a low sinister smile: "It seems that I didn't attack directly, it's still wise, worthy of Long Aotian, even if I have become like this, I have actually successfully cultivated the Holy Dragon Supreme Skill, do you want to take advantage of my carelessness to sneak attack me?"

"Uh-huh?" Lao Zhao was a little stunned, this killing Matt added a lot of drama to himself?

"What then!"

Lao Zhao still coughed lightly: "I think it's almost time!"

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Lao Zhao also said a little seriously: "To make a long story short, I think when is the time for retribution, everyone might as well value harmony, isn't it good to live happily together?"

The Golden Holy Dragon Prince next to "......" all showed stunned eyes.

"......" Dark Heavenly Demon King too.

"Okay, I know it's an unrealistic proposal, but if you think about it, don't you feel embarrassed by such a LO setting and setting?" Lao Zhao spread his hands and persuaded almost bitterly: "Brothers, it's already 8102 years! Long Aotian is also going to develop and evolve, okay? I'm really embarrassed that you are still talking about it here!"

“…… Boss?" The Golden Holy Dragon Prince's face was stunned, looking at Lao Zhao, his eyes seemed to be desperate, he was panting, he suppressed the urge to vomit blood in front of him, and couldn't help but whisper: "Boss, your mental condition... Are you alright?"

“…… Huh?" And the Dark Heavenly Demon King above his head was undoubtedly more direct, and he smiled hideously: "Long Aotian, you really suffered a heavy blow when you broke through the level!

"Okay!"

Lao Zhao was a little helpless: "The time is almost up!"

took out the Nokia and glanced at the screen, still apologetically to the Golden Holy Dragon Prince next to him: "Brothers haven't been together for a long time, but there's no way I've been really busy lately, why don't you get here here first today, and call another day to get together again?"

“…… Boss?" Tears already appeared in the eyes of the Golden Holy Dragon Prince: "I really shouldn't have interrupted your retreat, but there is really no way, there is really no way!"

"Hahahaha! The Dark Great Heaven Demon King looked at Lao Zhao's appearance, and the ridicule on his face became more and more intense: "I didn't expect Long Aotian to go crazy!" But the smile on his face suddenly retracted, turned into a gloomy smile, and the halberd in his hand was raised, driving the dark clouds behind him to roar and begin to shoot towards Lao Zhao: "Since Long Aotian is crazy, then let me die completely!"

"Woo woo woo woo-" The ghost cried and howled all over the place, as if all the sins and resentments of the world were mixed in, with all the evil, all the sins, all the resentments, and completely smeared this world into darkness!

"Smack-"

Lao Zhao waved casually.

It's like an overturned cartridge, and everything is gone.

The Golden Holy Dragon Prince, who was already ready to die, as well as the crumbling defensive line arranged around the palace, and the remaining people, were shocked to find that the scene had disappeared.

Along with the vanished, there is also the Dark Heavenly Demon King, and his minions!

"That's it!"

Lao Zhao stretched out his hand, and a black burial place appeared in the palm of his hand.

He said to the Golden Holy Dragon Prince a little apologetically: "There is really something wrong today, brother I will treat you another day, I will have a treat at will, I can drink skewers at will, beer can be poured at will, brother, I will leave first today!"

Then he tore open the void and disappeared into this world in a hurry.

Only the stunned crowd was left.

It's not that Lao Zhao is not responsible, isn't it okay to solve the guy who destroyed the world?

What acts as a savior to save the world, the much-anticipated Long Aotian and the like, Lao Zhao will really experience too much when he is young, and it can be said that he doesn't care much about this bit of fame.

Of course, it feels good to come out occasionally and pretend to be forced at critical times.

But now.

The most important thing is that-

Bathe!

People who are not middle-aged will never understand the importance of bathing.

Especially when the delicate daughter-in-law took a bath, she opened the door wet, her cheeks were slightly red due to the heat, and her delicate body seemed to be weak, which made Lao Zhao extremely keen to take a bath.

Saving the world, such a pediatric job, where is there a bath that makes people feel comfortable?

"Whew-"

Back to the study.

Lao Zhao sighed with a red plum: "Sure enough, it's already 9 o'clock!"

However, he also reached out and took out a tissue, wiped the buried place stained on the palm of his hand, and then threw it into the paper basket next to him, anyway, the Demon King of the World Destroyer, who had been solved now, was useless.

He walked out of the study in a doggy manner.

"Ahh

But in the paper basket, the black burial suddenly swelled, climbed out of the paper basket directly, and incarnated into the previous Dark Heavenly Demon King who killed Matt style and held a strange halberd: "How can I be defeated like this?!"

His whole person seemed to have a hideous hatred, but the strange thing was that he felt that the strength in his body was still there, and he couldn't help but clench the halberd in his hand and roar at Lao Zhao, who had already gone out next to him: "Long Aotian! It's just that he wanted to attack but slammed down: "Wait! What is this place!?"

Because it was all around, this dark Dark Heavenly Demon King who was covered in darkness and killed Matt found that something seemed to be wrong, and he couldn't help but swallow and spit out: "Why are there so many terrifying guys around?!"

Especially when a short and flat guy turned around and smiled at him on a strange table, which made him shudder.

"Yo!"

On the computer desk, the mouse and keyboard snickered: "Free labor again?"

PS: A big chapter of two more in one. I felt a little water, so I refined it and became one. Ahem, 4000 words is okay with two chapters, right?