Bell entered the city with the head of the Barlow Flame Demon in his hand, and the guards at the gate looked at him with reverence, he smiled at the door, the black robe on his body suddenly swelled, and two wings stretched out from his back, revealing the body of the giant Deep Hell Purgatory Demon that was nearly fifteen feet tall.

He was covered in black mist and smoke, and silver patterns wrapped around his demonic form, making him look much slimmer and muscular.

His face was as hideous and vicious as an ordinary devil, but the smile on this ghost's face gave Bai He a gentle and elegant feeling like just now, which let go of the devil's white dragon couldn't help but sigh and marvel, this devil is really a natural pretending criminal, seeing him pose like this, those devils behind him are about to go crazy.

Bell smiled and raised the 'voucher' in his hand, and the many devils in the fortress let out earth-shattering cheers when they saw the head of the Baroyan demon that had been frozen into ice.

This is better than what he pretended.

Bai He secretly sighed, fortunately, Ben Long didn't need this bit of prestige in Hell.

"Brothers, robes, compatriots!" said Bell, who flew to the top of the fortress, held Shazouka's head in his hand, and spoke passionately: "Today we have achieved a great victory, and the lackeys of the abyss, war maniacs, madmen, have just fallen under our iron fist of punishment......"

Bai He's cheeks twitched, and he hesitated, but he still chose to watch Bell pretend to be forced quietly.

"So although we are losing and the situation on the front line is unfavorable, we can't be discouraged and depressed, hell is big, we are still strong, the justice of the entire multiverse stands behind us (Bell laughed slightly mockingly, and the devils cheered loudly), the divine power of His Majesty blesses the nine layers of hell, Asmodeus will win!"

Bell shook Shazouka's head with a big shout, and the door of the Saron Fortress suddenly fell into a frenzy, Bai He shook his head, but suddenly heard someone beckoning him, as soon as he turned his head, he was quite surprised to see Simpaxia chewing something in her mouth and probing her brain, and when she saw Bai He looking over, she waved impatiently: "What are you doing listening to this guy's nonsense? Why don't you come over quickly?"

The white dragon was overjoyed for a while, and walked over: "Teacher Simpaxia, you have become more beautiful." ”

"Do you need to say it?" The little female dragon shook Bai He's eyes, took out the diamond from the big bag in his hand and threw it into his mouth to chew, and kept looking at Bai He: "Hmm, it looks like you're not as big as me, why does the smell be much more terrible than the last time." Feed...... I suspect more and more that you are not of Tiamat blood. ”

"Who has anything to do with that dead old woman? When I get out of here, that dead old woman won't want to do anything to me again. "White River Channel.

"Hmph, aren't you a guy who has a little ability to his tail into the sky?" Simpasia rolled her eyes and tugged at Baihe's paws: "Come on, there is an elder you want to come and see you...... Uncle Borodia, you're here?"

Just when Shirakawa and Simpaxia were entangled, a man came at the end of the doorway, and Simpaxia's expression suddenly became extremely surprised when she saw him.

The man had long gray hair and eyes that were also gray, and these eyes occasionally emitted a golden glow that seemed to be out of nowhere, like lightning that made those who came into contact with him tremble.

His appearance is incomparably handsome, Bai He can't help but compare him with Bell in human form, if judged by human standards, both of them have a top-level beauty that is difficult to match, so that Bai He, who maintains a considerable degree of obsessive-compulsive disorder in his previous life, is beyond his reach, but Bell's human appearance is still acceptably handsome, but the beauty of this guy in front of him gives people an unreal feeling.

Shirakawa has always jokingly called the little white face a face, but he also has to admit that although this gray-haired guy is handsome, he doesn't have that kind of flamboyant weakness at all.

It's a dragon at all, and it's an extremely powerful dragon.

The fluctuations of power dissipated between his steps, causing even the space around him to naturally tear and twist, making his body appear to loom in the void.

He exuded unfathomable power from top to bottom, and the high head and innate stare in his eyes showed others that it was not that he could not control these natural powers, but that he simply did not feel necessary.

Bai He, who was gradually familiar with dragon knowledge, could easily see that this was a powerful dragon.

Surpassing the legendary dragon species of five-color dragons, gem dragons, metal dragons, sub-iron dragons, and heterochromatic dragons, Io is the most arrogant and pure direct bloodline.

I see......

Shirakawa finally understood why a great devil of Bell's level would listen to Simpasia. A guy of the level of the Power Dragon, if he is old enough, it is not impossible to force a Hell Lord to do things for him.

Having said that, Shirakawa was unprecedentedly unhappy.

As soon as Simpaxia saw the dragon coming out, she immediately let go of Bai He's hand, leaned over and hugged his arm:

"Uncle Borodia, why don't you continue to drink tea? It's the Infernal Flame planted in Asmodeirs' garden, and Grandpa doesn't drink it every year. ”

"The bitter smell of sulfur and the low-grade stench of the devil are completely unpalatable. This power dragon held his head high, glanced at Bai He with his hands in his hand, and quickly looked away: "The low-level five-colored dragon is still the lowest glacier species, this is the reason why you went to great lengths to find me out from the Blue Mountain?"

His tone was flat, and he didn't deliberately express contemptuous feelings, but Shirakawa was greatly upset.

Bai He's bloodline has reached the level of the ancestral dragon at this time, and when it comes to life level, it is not inferior to the legendary dragon of the power dragon, and with his careful observation, the level of this power dragon is also at the level of youth...... It is not modest to say that there is at least a six-seven-percent chance of winning......

And this power dragon actually recognized him as a 'low-level five-colored dragon, a low-level glacier species' just by looking at it......

He's crazy.

Bai He didn't believe that this power dragon could make this kind of judgment after seeing the ancestral dragon's bloodline, and he didn't think that this power dragon would be a brain wreck, so there was only one explanation, that is, this power dragon didn't bother to take Bai He seriously at all.

Pure dragons are arrogant creatures, and the stronger they are, the more so they are, and when Shirakawa further discovers that the eyes of this dragon are always staring at the sky rather than at people, he understands how terrible the arrogance of purebred dragons is.

"It is said that the power dragon is the proudest of the dragons, and it is indeed worthy of its name. Bai He looked at Bell and Borodia, and suddenly felt a little surprised, today he actually encountered three pretending criminals in one day, and each one was more arrogant than the other.

But the first one to pretend to be a convict will be taller than me this time next year.

Hell is a magical place, so it's better not to stay long.

Shirakawa thought to himself.

"Uncle Borodia, Ozul is no ordinary white dragon. ”

Simpaxia is still defending Shirakawa: "He's powerful. ”

"The mighty white dragon is just a white dragon. Borodia shook his head, as if he was not interested, he strode past Bai He, kept his head up to the sky, and sure enough, he didn't even look at Bai He: "You're so lucky, the lower glacier species, um." ”

After he finished saying this, he closed his mouth, and felt that there was no need to say anything more to this low-level five-colored dragon, Bai He watched Borodia walk away speechlessly, Simpaxia leaned over and whispered: "Hey, don't think nonsense, Uncle Borodia is the same to everyone." ”

"So it's fortunate that he is a power dragon that he has survived and has not been hacked to death until now?" Bai He rolled his eyes, and the curiosity in his heart could not be suppressed: "But how did you get involved with the power dragon?"

"He's my grandfather's adopted son. Simpaxia said.

"Your grandfather is so good, can you raise legendary dragons?" Bai He was surprised.

"Uncle Borodia is also lucky. Simpaxia chewed the crystal, looked at Borodia's back and whispered to Bai He: "The fertility rate of the power dragon is very low, and the power dragon elders who hatched the eggs at that time also seemed to have an accident, and my grandfather happened to find Uncle Borodia's dragon egg in the astral boundary." At that time, all three dragon eggs in a litter were not well cared for, two of them had already died, only Uncle Borodia still had the possibility of coming out of the shell, even so, if my grandfather was a day or two late, Lord Borodia might not have a chance to come out of the shell. ”

"So it's not just the luck of this pretending to be a criminal, but also your grandfather's luck?" Bai He was quite speechless, if this adoptive father and son were emotionally normal, how many people in the multiverse who didn't have long eyes would dare to mess with that old man with crystal dragons.

Tut-tut, this is called raising children to prevent old age, it's better to be close than to pick up.

"~Why do you still look dissatisfied?It's not easy for me to invite Uncle Borodia, do you know how tired I am to be spoiled by my grandfather?" Simpaxia grabbed Shirakawa's neck and shook it, her tone displeased.

"Yes, yes, it's tiring to be spoiled, especially for a dragon kid in his forties. Bai He rolled his eyes, but Simpaxia nodded approvingly: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm almost fifty years old, I'm about to reach adolescence, according to the rules of the dragon clan, this is adulthood." ”

There was a wistful look on her face: "Ossoul, what will it be like to be an adult?"

"What's the matter!? You're not a bitter human being, who are you going to show this adolescent melancholy?" Bai He said nonsense: "Eat when you're hungry, grab what you don't eat, sleep when you're full, and chase what you want, isn't it difficult?"

"It's boring. This irresponsible remark made Simpaxia roll her eyes: "Ossoul, you have no interest at all. ”

"I'm a mentally handicapped white dragon from the countryside, where do you get any fun?" Baihe Clam smiled, and Simpasia laughed, raising her fist and hammering it at Baihe's back.

"Huh, what's wrong with Uncle Borodia?" Simpaxia snapped.

As soon as Bai He turned his head, he saw that a not-so-harmonious situation suddenly broke out at the gate of the fortress.

A power dragon that keeps looking at the sky 99% of the time, and keeps looking at people's faces with its nostrils when it speaks.

A high-level devil who hides a knife in his smile, looks like a senior professional agent, and always maintains an elegant demeanor.

Shirakawa pondered for a moment, and felt that if these two different types of pretenders had a dialogue, the scene would be very interesting.

This scene was really very funny, seeing the prototype of the dragon entangled looming behind the power dragon, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to start fighting without saying a word.

This time it's hilarious.

Shirakawa thought to himself.