Chapter 220 Holy Lord: I just made a mistake that all demons would make!
"Dad, what can we do?"

"Oh, don't ask Dad at this time. Dad has never seen such a situation before!" Dad scratched his head.

"This world is no longer the one we are familiar with. The rules have long since changed. Even I, your father, can do nothing about it now!"

Dad's skinny arm swept quickly in the air, and his old but strong fingers made a crisp snap and hit Jackie Chan's head.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Everyone looked at Fuxi Daojun, who seemed to hold the universe in his hands, with solemn expressions, especially the wizard like Dad who was almost at the master level, as well as the devil dragon and the Holy Lord. They could all feel it.

In this Tai Chi Bagua area, all positive and evil energies were severely suppressed. The Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, where all things return to their origin, suppressed all principles. The energy in their bodies, which was originally at their fingertips, was now like condensed lead and mercury, difficult to mobilize.

Seal the sky and lock the earth, cut off the connection between heaven and earth, close the eight gates, lock the dragon's mouth, and create a prison in the sky!

The road is as vast as the blue sky, and I alone am unable to get out.

This feeling is like... returning to hell!

No, it's worse than the wear and tear of hell!

Hell is a special space created by the eight immortal gods to seal their eight demons. The long years in hell have drained their power and the wisdom of the demon wizards has also been worn away.

And the man who called himself Fuxi accomplished this in just a moment.

This is incredible!

The Saint Lord, who had always been insidious and cunning, carefully observed the eight gates around him and found that there were dragon turtle heads guarding the gates to heaven and earth, as if they wanted to completely imprison them in this cage of heaven and earth and slowly torture them.

The Holy Lord, who has transformed into a statue for thousands of years, has experienced this feeling of being at the mercy of others. It is so familiar to him.

"You little ant are just looking for death!"

After all, the devil dragon was young and impulsive. Even though he had no demonic energy to mobilize, he could still rely on his powerful demonic body to throw a punch, causing bursts of explosions.

Unfortunately, before he could touch Fuxi Daojun, Fuxi Daojun gave him a look and his body was fixed in the air by an invisible force.

In this area, space and time are all controlled by Taoist Master Fuxi. Is this just talk?

A phantom of a Tai Chi Bagua plate appeared in the hand of Fuxi Daojun, and the hexagrams and runes representing the innate Bagua on the plate lit up one by one. At the same time, the eight majestic celestial gates standing in this space also revealed the corresponding hexagrams.

“Zheng! Zheng! Zheng…”

The sky lock bitten by the dragon turtle opened, but the eight heavenly gates were no longer the outside world, but each was connected to a Bagua space.

Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Xun, Zhen, Gen and Dui!

Heaven, earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, mountains and marshes!

I saw eight evil spirits separated directly from the body of the devil dragon, and then were sucked into the Bagua space like a young bird returning to the forest, and then locked again, and the evil spirits were sealed in the eight heavenly gates.

At this time, the demon dragon had lost seven kinds of magic energy, and even lost his own fire magic energy. After being squeezed by the Bagua space, he had now turned back into his original skinny green-skinned lizard appearance, even curled up on the ground like a dried shrimp, no longer looking like a dragon.

"Cool!" Xiaoyu clapped her hands.

"Uncle Long, did you see it?" "Yes, I saw it!" Jackie Chan said helplessly, and touched Xiaoyu's head to signal her to be quiet. Jackie Chan was more worried about what this person who could not tell good from evil and possessed such powerful strength would do next.

Seeing the fate of the devil dragon, the Holy Lord admitted his defeat without hesitation and said: "Fuxi, maybe we can talk!"

"Talk?"

Fuxi Daojun shook his head: "Negotiation is a choice made when both sides are equal in strength, but it is obvious that you do not have the confidence to negotiate with me."

Having said that, Taoist Fuxi was about to take action again.

"No, wait, there is no conflict between you and me. It was my stupid son's idea to deal with you. We can shake hands and make peace." The Holy Lord said hurriedly.

Seeing that Fuxi Daojun was still indifferent, the Holy Lord hardened his heart, then knelt on one knee and said: "Perhaps, I can pledge my loyalty to you."

The Holy Lord is a man who can bend and stretch, and it is not shameful to fight for his life.

"You are so stupid. If I kill you, won't everything you have belong to me?"

"What's more, I dare not accept the loyalty of you demons, especially your betrayal, which is well-known among the eight demons. With subordinates like you, I am afraid I can't sleep well." Fuxi Daojun refused righteously.

The Holy Lord was speechless. He felt that he had done nothing wrong. A great opportunity to rule the world was before him. He believed that he was not the only one who would make such a choice. Could other demons easily let go of their brothers and sisters?
He just made a mistake that all demons make!
As Taoist Master Fuxi was thinking, the Heavenly Gate representing the Fire of Li opened again, but this time, several iron chains like red-hot molten gold flew out of it. They were as hot as molten iron and as thick as buckets.

There are golden and red Taoist scriptures engraved on it, which are layers of sealing talismans.

Five chains were wrapped around the Holy Lord's limbs and dragon neck, slowly pulling him inward and extracting his demonic energy. The Holy Lord's dragon claws and soles kept rubbing against the ground, leaving sparks and scratches, and plowing out grooves of varying depths.

"No, you can't do this to me!"

"We demons are immortal. One day, I will come back!"

The Holy Lord roared unwillingly, but it was of no use. Finally, the door closed, just like before, as if he was sealed in hell, but this time he was sealed in the Lihuo Space by Fuxi Daojun.

Fuxi Daojun dissipated the Taiji Bagua domain, then put on a gentle look and asked the members of the Dragon Team: "The matter has been resolved. Will you invite me to sit down with you next?"

Several people looked at each other and nodded. After all, none of them could figure out Fuxi Daojun's pulse. Whether he was good or evil, they needed a good conversation to get a better understanding.

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Dad's Antique Shop.

Taoist Fuxi flipped through his father's collection of books at will. It must be said that his father's collection of books was very rich. The Qi magic of this world was indeed quite something.

Not only are there various magic circles and potions, but runes have also been developed, which are like simplified manifestations of rules, even involving time.

It's just that the potions and spell materials were a bit weird, with old cat's tears, gecko's teeth, bat's feathers, all mixed up in a mess, which made Fuxi Daojun a bit overwhelmed.

Can the potions brewed from these things really be drunk?
Taoist Master Fuxi took a sip of tea and half-lay on the chair. In front of him were the members of the Dragon Team, who were looking at him curiously.

"Okay, I know you have a lot of questions, and while I'm in a good mood, you can ask them, but it's up to me whether to speak or not."

(End of this chapter)