"What? Do you still want to imitate the ancient emperor and make the world clear?"

After hearing what his father said, Diapolo suddenly laughed. This was the first time he discovered that the old mage's ideal was not ordinary lofty.

"It is naturally not daring to imitate. I can't achieve real world and world communication, but I want to try it out and do my part. This is not something I can do alone."

"Oh, how much do you want to do?"

"I want to eradicate the influence of aliens like you on humanity, and I want those real gods and demons to stay in the scriptures forever and not appear in reality."

"A great ideal, if you really do that, you can compare with the achievements of the Human Emperor."

Diapolo naturally praised his father's ideals. Jue Tianditong was his father's final pursuit. This was the result. As for the implementation process, there were naturally no taboos. Obviously, he, an alien being, is a suitable auxiliary candidate.

"Dad doesn't consider this kind of fun after death, and even if his dad really takes the first step, he is mostly unknown in history books."

"Tsk, it's such a pity."

"It doesn't matter, dad doesn't care."

"So, when the Holy Lord escaped, you wouldn't let me chase Chenlong. Are you planning to release all the eight evil demons in the ancient legend?"

"The Eight Demons Immortality can only be sealed and weakened. When the Immortal God joined forces to destroy the Demon into hell, although they left all kinds of arrangements, they once predicted that one day in the future, the Eight Demons will inevitably reappear in the world."

"It's fatalism again!"

Diapolo sniffed a little without catching a cold. This is why he disliked the world and did not want to stay too long. Fatalism and destined smell were everywhere.

"So my dad wants to cut off his fate. Nowadays, humans are no longer suitable to continue to get entangled with these demons."

Speaking of this, my father sighed with gratitude or sadness. Now humans have embarked on another path, and the miraculous and mysterious extraordinary has been abandoned and is gradually declining.

"So you want to hold the demons in hell once and for all, so that they can't come to the real world again?"

"If I can do this, then my dad can rest in peace even if he dies."

"You need my help, right?"

Diapolo reached out and touched his chin. The old goat was obviously planning to him, but he really couldn't refuse.

"Just like you took away the talisman of the Holy Lord, I need you to bring the power of the rest of the demons out of this world."

My father looked at the black-haired young man in front of him with a bit of anticipation in his eyes. He was originally worried that after this creature in another world would have the same ambition as the Holy Lord after gaining the power of the Holy Lord, such as dominating his world.

But after communicating with Diapolo, my father realized that he was thinking too much. The hometown of this creature in another world is far more vast than his world.

Once the world is truly achieved, then his world will have no attraction to creatures in other worlds.

"It's really hard for me to refuse such a request."

Diapolo sighed sincerely, and after listening to the old mage's plan, his heart also became excited.

Even if the power of the eight innate gods cannot be obtained all, they can only obtain part of it, which is enough.

...

Boston Stadium, a baseball field with a long history, was very lively at this time. The excited shouts of the audience and the passionate commentator resounded through the sky, so that they did not notice the danger signs that were happening around them.

When the game was at its peak, when entering the fire passage inside the stadium, a green figure in a gorgeous robe broke in with a group of thugs in suits who knew they were gangsters at a glance.

But even this combination full of dangers did not allow the audience around who saw this scene to escape. They even thought it was a small surprise prepared by the organizer, props and atmosphere groups used to activate the atmosphere.

But when the ray of lightning flashed out from the eyes of the green-skinned monster who seemed to be wearing a doll suit, some viewers finally realized it.

But it was too late at this time. The horror on their faces completely aroused the tyranny and desire to kill in the Holy Lord's heart. The demons who returned to the world wantonly slaughtered these humble and insignificant ants, venting the anger that had been suppressed in their hearts.

"What are you still watching? Why don't you do what I said?"

After the Holy Lord who had killed for a while vented his emotions, he looked at the gangsters behind him who were brought by him. These humans who were almost scared woke up as if they were dreaming and hurriedly took Panku's treasure box to find the exact opening position of the gate of hell.

Although there was interference from Chenlong, after a fight, Panku's treasure box, the key to opening the gate of hell, finally fell into the hands of the Holy Lord.

However, this key has long been spelled by the Immortal Gods. The demons cannot touch it and can only be opened by humans. This is not difficult for the Holy Lord. As long as he takes out enough treasures, some humans are willing to work hard, even if he is a demon.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or coincidental, according to the instructions of Panku’s treasure box, the first one to be released was the Sky Demon, Ximu, and the eight demons with the lowest combat power.

The opening location of the Sky Demon's Hell Gate is located in front of the women's restroom on this ancient stadium.

But just like every previous action by the Holy Lord, at the moment when the Gate of Hell was about to open, the human beings that the demons were extremely disgusted by the demons was just an ordinary archaeologist, Chen Long, wearing divine armor, fell from the sky and landed on the court.

Unfortunately, he came too late. Panku's treasure box had already floated out, and a green light burst out from it, then shot into the air, spreading into a gate of hell with green light.

A dry and silence came out from the gates of hell, and a pair of broad black wings stretched out from it, and then a figure that seemed a little thin was squeezed out.

"Welcome back, Ximu, my brother."

Looking at this thin figure, a hideous smile appeared on the Holy Lord's face. He ignored Jackie Chan, who was solemnly beside him, walked forward with great strides, spread his arms to welcome his companions who returned from hell.

"Holy Lord, thank you for your hard work."

Feeling the faint sense of oppression coming from the Holy Lord, Ximu grinned and also met.
Chapter completed!