"A weak threat." The Holy Lord snorted coldly, and then put forward additional conditions: "I can not kill you and control you, but you need to sign a master-servant contract with me and swear to serve me." ”

"Don't try to sign any equality agreement with me, I'm a demon, demons don't follow rules, if you want to live, the best way is to make me feel that you are useful!"

The Holy Lord's voice was cold and ruthless, as cold as a cold wind, but it made Dao Long feel very convinced.

Because he is a black wizard, he naturally knows the tricks of the demons very well, and if the Holy Lord signs a deal with him, it will make him feel that it is a pitfall.

“…… OK! Daolong's face was cloudy for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and agreed for his life.

He didn't want to die, he would rather be a servant of the Holy Lord than die.

"A stupid wizard, even if he practices the power of darkness, is still a weak person who fears darkness, and he can't defeat the soul of death, and he can't defeat reality either." The Holy Lord sneered at the sword dragon.

However, the sheep charm in his eyes gradually hidden, obviously the words of the sword dragon also poked his weakness, if the words of the sword dragon were true, then the sword dragon really couldn't die so quickly, after all, it was about his own sealing spell.

And when the sword dragon heard the holy lord's taunt, he couldn't help but have green tendons on his forehead.

As an evil and gifted black qi wizard, he has lived for such an old age, and he has never suffered such a great grievance, at this time, he can't wait to summon Ganwen Cui Shan immediately, and then pick up the witch staff to fight the Holy Lord.

But then he thought that his one hundred and eighty years old was not enough to see in front of the Holy Lord, even if he added the imaginary age, it was estimated that it was less than a fraction of the age of the Holy Lord, so he forcibly endured the grievances that came up in his heart.

The fist is not big enough, and the situation is stronger than people......

Compared with the Holy Lord, he is still a hundred years old......

Give yourself the same amount of time to practice, and the Holy Lord will definitely not be your opponent......

So it's not a shame to admit or something!

Daolong succeeded in convincing himself in his heart.

After comforting himself in this way, the sword dragon regained his self-confidence, and he got up from the ground and said to the Holy Lord, "I can recognize you as the master, but there must be a special mark on the contract, that is, when my strength surpasses yours, I will be free." ”

The Holy Lord glanced at the sword dragon with contempt, and then snapped his fingers, and a ninja soldier of the Ghost Shadow Corps appeared from the shadows.

He also held a pale yellow sheepskin scroll and a quill in his hand, and the two items emitted strange fluctuations on them, which were the master-servant contract that the Holy Lord and the Sword Dragon had said before.

I saw the Holy Lord take the contract scroll in one hand, and said with a sneer at the sword dragon: "Yes, although this will never be possible, I still decide to agree to your request, because I like it...... It's about playing with other people's hopes. ”

Opening the contract scroll, the Holy Lord picked up the quill pen and drew it, and at the bottom of the scroll was added the one requested by the sword dragon:

??????????????? (When the strength of the servant exceeds the strength of the master, the servant will be freed from the status of a slave).

After the Holy Lord finished writing, he threw the quill pen, and the entire contract immediately emitted a faint fluorescence and flew straight towards the sword dragon.

The sword dragon looked at the contract in front of him, as if he saw that he was wearing a heavy shackle, and freedom was a luxury from now on.

But, had to sign!

Airplanes!

As the sword dragon signed his name, the sheepskin scroll in front of him immediately turned into a thousand rays of light and dissipated into the air.

Contract, done!

It is a peculiar power that does not act on the soul or the body, but on the laws of cause and effect.

Thinking that he would be unable to help himself from now on, the sword dragon couldn't help but become worried, and the Holy Lord showed a hint of a smile.

The so-called royal road, both for the way to control, the most common truth is to give a stick to a sweet date, since the contract has been signed, naturally give him some benefits, so that the dragon knows that it is promising to follow him, so as to improve his enthusiasm for work.

"Since you have recognized me as the Lord, then I naturally cannot be stingy, and here in my Holy Lord, the effort will be rewarded." The Holy Lord harnessed the demonic aura of fire and slowly rose into the air, and the red light in his eyes skyrocketed, illuminating almost half of the Demolition Wizard Tower.

"You said that your time is short, and I will give you the qualification of immortality, you have lost a little freedom, but you can gain immortality from myself!"

The Holy Lord looked at the sword dragon on the ground and whispered, the special rhythm of the demonic language, coupled with his own royal road perception, made this sentence seem magnificent and majestic, making people want to bow down when they heard it.

As a black qi wizard, Dao Long's spirit was extremely tenacious, but he still had the urge to kneel down in an instant.

"Whoever believes in me will be glorified, Sword Dragon, I will give you the demonic energy of fire and the power of the dragon!"

The Holy Lord let out a low shout, condensing a void flame in his left hand, and a looming flying dragon phantom appeared in his right hand.

"From today onwards, you always have the talent of a demon and the ability of a qi wizard, a demon wizard!"

After speaking, the Holy Lord threw the flame and the flying dragon phantom in his hand towards the sword dragon below, and instantly wrapped him.

"Ahhh!!h

The sword dragon let out a loud roar, and instantly absorbed all the two balls of energy that wrapped around him, and then the flames all over his body surged straight into the sky, but they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The wrinkled face, which was originally like the bark of an old tree, gradually grew scales, making it look strange and dangerous.

The two heterochromatic eyes changed from round pupils to vertical pupils, their eyes were as cold and ruthless as some kind of cold-blooded animal, and a long tail grew behind them.

The sword dragon clenched his fists, feeling that he was now full of strength, he glanced at the Holy Lord gratefully, bowed his head and said respectfully:

"My master, thank you for the strength you have given, the sword dragon is grateful!"

And when the Holy Lord heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, in the original play, the demon Xiaolong could use the demonic energy of fire left to him by the Holy Lord to transform Zhou Afen, Lasu and other stupid thieves into flame lizard people, there is no reason why he can't be a father.

But one thing to say, the aesthetics of the demon dragon are indeed problematic, even if he looks green and ugly, the transformed subordinates are also the same color, and people want to forgive them when they see it.

The Holy Lord, who had regained his magical attainments, not only controlled the demonic energy of fire, but also possessed the dragon charm in his body, so he was naturally unwilling to use the demonic energy of fire to strengthen the sword dragon.

"Go find the magic books and knowledge I need, I need to find a way to break the spell of Lope immediately, I have a feeling, my power is coming back!"

“……”