"The palace has arrived..."

The father said with a serious expression.∝8∝8∝Reading∝,◆o+

Under True's prompt, Jackie Chan and his group naturally did not dare to be careless. After all, for them, the enemy was not just the Holy Lord.

So, after sorting out the relevant information, they rushed to Hong Kong without stopping, with the goal of finding the mask before the Holy Lord.

“Where is it?”

Looking at the weeds surrounding the wilderness, Black was a little confused, obviously there was nothing.

"Here, the place where the inscribed instructions!"

The father stretched out his hands and said seriously to the open space in front of him.

"It's midnight now..."

Black looked down at the watch, with a hint of suspicion on his face.

After all, he could not see any royal palace at all now, only the continuous mountains.

But as soon as the words came to the ground, a terrifying vibration followed, and everyone was shaking desperately, as if the earth was shaking, and the whole earth was trembling.

In an instant, everyone's faces were moved, and Black even widened his eyes and stared at the front without blinking.

Because in the open space not far away, a brilliant and huge palace began to slowly rise, and the dark blue moonlight shone everywhere. The palace, which had been covered for a long time, finally broke out of the ground.

The tall and mighty stone statues stand on both sides, and the golden and brilliant steps spread out. At this moment, time seemed to be still, waiting patiently for the appearance of the palace to change and the birth of a miracle.

Black opened his mouth wide, his face full of incredible appearance, and felt the majestic and grand aura coming to his face. His heart trembled, as if he was hit hard by a hammer, shocked.

Even though he had seen the existence of magic, he was still a little excited, as unreal as a dream.

Of course, not only he had this expression. Except for the father's expression as usual, the rest of the people present were not much better. →8→8 Reading,↓o≥

"Never question the importance of engraving..."

Dad narrowed his eyes and spoke.

...

"We're here..."

At this moment, Duo and the Holy Lord had already arrived in the palace and saw the gate guarded by two statues, and he smiled.

"The Ghost Corps... I think about it and have some small expectations."

Duo said, and walked over.

"Sir, I need to release my warriors..."

The Holy Lord looked at the palace in front of him and was a little lost. Then, he didn't know what he thought of and quickly spoke.

"It's okay, no hurry anyway."

Duo waved his hand and replied.

He nodded slightly, and the latter stretched out his palm and grabbed it into the void. A cracked like magma was instantly presented to everyone's eyes.

At the same time, Jackie Chan grabbed his forehead and asked with some confusion.

"Isn't the Holy Lord a dragon? Why do he look like a human?"

Duo knew Duo. As for the extremely strange guy next to him, you don’t have to think about it, it’s the evil dragon of the Holy Lord.

When the father heard this, he poked the other person's forehead with his fingers, and the latter screamed.

"The devil can transform, you are not as clever as Xiaoyu..."

Jackie Chan's eyes contain resentment. What does it mean to be less clever than her? It seems that when Xiaoyu is naughty, you have the biggest voice.

"What is the Holy Lord doing now?"

Black frowned.

"He is releasing his evil dragon minions..."

The father looked solemn, then turned his head to Jackie Chan and said.

"Along, stop the Holy Lord quickly, otherwise our world will be in danger!"

Listening to my father's anxious voice, Jackie Chan smiled bitterly.

"Dad, I think about it too, but I can't beat either of them..."

"Then let's burn him with fire!"

As he said that, Black pointed the bazooka at the direction of the Holy Lord.

"No! The Holy Lord is immortal!"

He pushed the other party's hot weapon away, and the father shouted.

"Must be used to deal with magic!"

After the words came to the ground, my father took out a bottle of solution from his arms and handed it to Jackie Chan.

"This is?"

Jackie Chan saw the white liquid in his hand and his face looked a little subtle.

"There are books about the Holy Lord that have been stolen by the little thief, but the birthday gift he gave to his father is still very good..."

Dad smiled. You should know that this bottle of solution contains an extremely powerful sacred aura. Combined with his own magic, it can definitely be easily penetrated into the evil body of the Holy Lord.

So, after briefly introducing the effect of the solution, Jackie Chan suddenly realized.

"It turns out that Dad, you want me to get into the Holy Lord's body and empty his body..."

"I think it should be..."

Black replied with a strange expression.

"Okay! Go quickly, time doesn't wait for anyone, you must get the rat talisman that turns still life into animals!"

"no problem!"

Jackie Chan spoke with confidence.

"Oh, this is a bit bad..."

On the other side, Tara looked at the Holy Lord who was summoning the evil dragon in the palace and couldn't help but sigh.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Afen's face looked a little confused.

"I didn't expect the Holy Lord to be resurrected..."

"Can't you beat him?"

Walong frowned, but he still hoped that this devil would avenge him.

When Tara heard this, she glanced at him faintly, and the latter felt uneasy.

"The Holy Lord is a demon who has survived since ancient times. His strength is extraordinary... If it's just like this, it would be fine, but unfortunately, he has an immortal body..."

Taramian said expressionlessly, then seemed to find something and smiled softly.

"However, someone has dealt with him, so we will go find that thing and just treat it as a gift..."

As he said that, Tara led the people of Heishoudang to leave the place.

"Gan! Wen! Cui! Come on, my Dark Killer!"

On the other side of the mountainside, the sword dragon was muttering a spell, and in an instant, several figures appeared from behind him without warning.

Looking at the figure of the palace below, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I felt the power of the talisman and the breath of the Holy Lord..."

Daolong murmured to himself, which gave him a headache. After all, he had been coveting the power of the talisman for a long time, but now the resurrection of the Holy Lord was caught off guard.

"Wait, why is there a very annoying divine aura?"

Daolong's expression suddenly changed and he felt it carefully.

"Come on! My warriors!"

Seeing the increasingly bigger cracks, the Holy Lord shouted excitedly.

Du Ao was waiting quietly on the side, looking at this scene curiously.

"Hmm? Isn't this my good friend, Mr. Jackie Chan?"

He noticed a very familiar aura and slowly moved towards himself and others. Du Ao couldn't help but smile and said.

"Uh, hello..."

Suddenly, Jackie Chan, who was moving forward carefully, looked a little embarrassed.

"asshole!"
Chapter completed!