Chapter Twenty-Three: The Might of the Demon God

That's right, that's what Nesario wants, even more than he originally expected. He believes that as long as Ding Jiayi can survive the tempering of the evil fire, his strength will inevitably increase, but now the benefits of the evil fire to Ding Jiayi are obviously more than just a little more powerful.

The Evil Fire was a gift from the ancient dragon god Cybertron to the Black Dragons. I don't know how many thousands of years ago, the dragon god Cybertron created the dragon realm, and then took five things from himself, created five dragons each, and asked them to protect these five things.

The five things are: life, time, earth, magic, and dreams.

Cybertron bestows five dragons with different gifts - Alessa the Guardian of Life can bring anyone back to life, Nozdom the Keeper of Time can travel through time and space at will, Nessario the Guardian of the Earth has the fire that can quench the earth, Malygos the Guardian of Magic has received endless mana, and Isera the Guardian of the Dream has the ability to control the dreams of others.

The abilities bestowed by these five dragon gods continued in the five guardian dragons and their descendants, but as the dragon clan continued to multiply, the blood of the dragon gods continued to weaken and dilute, and these abilities became weaker and weaker in the young dragons born later.

So Nesario didn't understand why the Quenching Evil Flame given to him by the dragon god Cybertron was eaten by Ding Jiayi, he used this flame that can incinerate everything to burn countless planes, and destroyed countless living beings, why was it able to be silently absorbed by the kid in front of him?

Nesario didn't understand or accept it, he raised his hands and chanted the obscure dragon magic scale, and the green fire gradually formed a huge fireball between his hands, and then smashed this large fireball into Ding Jiayi's face.

The green flames instantly engulfed Ding Jia and B, and a grim smile appeared on Nesario's face, yes, without the blood of the dragon god, how could he survive the evil fire? How could he take the evil fire for himself? Not to mention him, even the four old immortal dragon lords did not dare to resist his quenching fire head-on.

Smiling and laughing, his smile gradually froze on his face, and the monstrous green fire began to quickly converge towards the middle of Ding Jiayi's head, as if there was a black hole in his head, constantly sucking the fire into it.

The flames were sucked out, and a black flame-shaped mark appeared on Ding Jiayi's eyebrows.

Nesario was so confused that he couldn't be confused anymore, because this mark was all too familiar to him, and it was the mark of the Guardian of the Earth!

He used to have this mark, but after he came to Hell 6,000 years ago, he no longer guarded the earth, but began to destroy other people's territories everywhere, and since then, his guardian identity has become the destroyer, and the mark of the guardian of the earth has gradually disappeared.

How could this thing appear on Ding Jiayi's head now? Nesario didn't believe in evil, the mana in his body was surging wildly, the spell in his mouth was chanting at great speed, and a black and green magic ball gradually appeared in his hand, the magic ball was very dense, and it was spinning in his palm like a real thing.

Nesario smiled coldly:

"This is the Dragon Fire Annihilation Technique, the Dragon Clan's forbidden spell, you can't resist it, right?"

Ding Jiayi narrowed his eyes, quickly stretched out his hand to the magic ball, grabbed it, looked left and right, and then pressed the mark on his head.

As soon as the magic ball touched the mark, it deflated like a balloon with a hole, and then turned into a cloud of black and green gas and burrowed into the mark.

Nesario's snot was three feet long, his jaw nearly fell to the ground, and his eyes popped out like springs and retracted.

Ding Jia Yi said fiercely:

"Teacher, fuck your mother, are you finished?"

After he finished speaking, he fanned a pair of black wings, jumped up and hit Nesario's head and face, scolding as he scolded:

"Fuck your mother, let you burn me! Fuck your grandma, let you burn my son! Fuck your ancestors, you still put a forbidden spell!"

Nesario was crackled by him, but the magic just now consumed too much energy, and now he is a little weak, so he can only hold his head and run away.

The sound of beating woke up the fainting urine pill on the ground, and when he saw that his father was fine, he was very happy, and jumped up to join the team of beating the teacher.

Ding Jiayi slashed Nesario's head in disregard, and the urine pill fart stretched out his calf and kicked his ass, Nesario shouted as he dodged:

"Don't fight! Don't fight! The teacher is wrong! The teacher is wrong!"

Ding Jiayi and Ben ignored him, one would play a set of Pegasus Meteor Punches, one would play a set of Drifting Palms, even the electric cannon with a mouth, and the Nesario did not have a little Deathwing, but like a pig of death, he enjoyed the iron fist of his lover on his head, and the shadowless feet of urine pills on his buttocks, and after a while, Nesario was beaten into a convex and backward - his face was convex and his cheeks were backwards.

Ding Jiayi kicked him in the chest, kicked him on the heel, he spat on his back, crossed his waist with his left hand, and pointed his right hand at Nesario, and said coawardly:

"You burn it, why don't you burn it? Why don't you burn it? You burned me for nine days, and I beat you for nine days, isn't it too much?"

Nesario burst into tears, clutching his head full of bags and crying:

"Apprentice, good apprentice, for the sake of the teacher, don't fight, okay? I'll introduce you to a few dragon beauties when I go back." ”

Ding Jiayi pursed his lips and said angrily:

"Do you know how much pain I have in the past nine days? I can't stand beating you twice? What kind of thing is a dragon beauty? Lao Tzu is not rare!"

After saying that, he kicked Nesario in the crotch, making the sound of an egg breaking.

Nesario curled up into Deathskin, his hands clutched tightly around his crotch, his mouth hissing and snorting.

Ding Jiayi lit a cigarette and took a puff, and sneered:

"Do you know what it feels like to be heartbreaking?"

Nesario nodded with tears in his eyes, thinking that this apprentice was even more terrible than Lucifer.

Ding Jiayi finished smoking, snuffed out the cigarette butt on Nesario's face, and turned back to greet the urine pill:

"Good son, dad is tired, it's your turn!"

When the urine pill heard this, he jumped three meters high excitedly, brushed it and rushed over, raised his little feet to follow his father's example, and kicked at the crotch of his pants.

Nesario sensed that this was the real hell.

......

......

Ding Jia B did what he said and beat Nesario for nine days.

During this period, Tussaud came to see him, saw that he was fine, and was so happy that he wanted to persuade him to go back, but after thinking about the tragic situation of Ding Jia and B a few days ago, he didn't persuade him, but went up to make up for Nesario a few times, and after kicking him, he hummed and said:

"A and B, you beat hard, beat enough, I'll go back and cook for you, I'll send you food every day for the past few days!"

Nesario stroked his bruised body, and said pitifully:

"Apprentice daughter-in-law, inner ...... Can you bring me some?"

Ding Jiayi's eyes widened, he punched him in the stomach, and said angrily:

"Eat your mother, Lebi, do you have the face to eat, what did I eat when you burned me?"

Nesario is really crying, aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law who has been bullied by a wicked mother-in-law, there is no way, this apprentice is him. It stands to reason that with his mana, he can fight with Brother Dan, and it should be okay to take this apprentice, but it's strange, all kinds of magic that he is proud of hit Ding Jiayi, and all of them are absorbed by the imprints on his head.

Nesario Tears:

"Oh my God, I want my wings to be all my life, what kind of sin have I done now!"

In the past few days, Akmund also came back once, and was very relieved to see that Ding Jia and B were fine, and saw Nesario's tragic situation again, and took a sip:

"Phew!"

Brother Dan also came once, and was startled when he saw Ding Jiayi's appearance, and pointed at Ding Jiayi tremblingly and asked:

"Who are you? Chanel got up?"

Ding Jiayi hurriedly explained:

"No, no, no, Brother Dan, you can see clearly, I'm A and B!"

Brother Dan looked at him suspiciously for a long time, and hesitated:

"You're really not Chanel?"

"No, it's really not Brother Dan, if I were her, I would have no eyes when I gave birth to a son. ”

Listening to him swear poisonously, Brother Dan shook his head and left, and the urine pill secretly ran to the side and took off his pants to check if his lower eyes were still there.

Regardless of what he said, a fire burned a big demon god, Brother Dan was still very happy, he invited Ding Jiayi to the palace for a meal, and said kindly:

"A and B, with your current ability, Brother Dan should have given you a commander, but there is no extra army in hell for you to command, so Brother Dan doesn't know what to reward you, so, tell me yourself, what do you want?"

Ding Jiayi thought about it, and really didn't know what to want, or tell him about the existence of the Qila Empire, and then let him promise not to move the idea of the Qila Empire? No, no, I would rather believe that there is holy light in hell than believe in the guarantee of being a leader.

Otherwise, give Qianqian, Tussaud, and Zagala something to them?

"Brother Dan, I want to transfer Ning Xiaoqian of the Succubus Legion to the god-killing team!"