The Heavens Begin with the Black Heart Tiger

Chapter 197 Doomsday prophecy, return my position of black gas!
"Father, what happened?"

Jackie Chan ran over and asked nervously.

Snapped!
The old man hit Jackie Chan on the head with a knife, and said in shock: "It's all your fault. You didn't watch Xiaoyu, and you let her blow up the statue of the Holy Master!"

Jackie Chan didn't know why, and held his head aggrievedly.

"But what does that have to do with now?"

Snapped!
The old man struck with a knife again, and Xiaoyu, who was watching, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"Of course it has something to do with it. Hurry up and ask Tru to sort out those ancient books. Something big has happened!" said the old man.

"it is good!"

"One more thing, make a cup of tea for Dad!"

"Good good!"

Jackie Chan quickly nodded in agreement.

The old man's reaction was very anxious at first glance, and it is indeed possible that something big has happened.

Soon, the old man sat on the chair, took a sip of the tea and let out a long sigh of relief.

"What the hell happened to Dad?"

Jackie Chan asked.

"The reason for all of this is that you smashed the statue of the Holy Master." The old man looked at Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu.

"It's none of my business, it's Xiaoyu!"

Jackie Chan still wanted to explain, only to hear a slap, and the old man hit him on the head again with a knife.

"Ah oh~"

Jackie Chan hugged his head and screamed.

"Don't interrupt Dad."

The old man paused for a moment before continuing to speak in a deep voice: "The balance between good and evil is between yin and yang in the world. advance in the struggle."

Having said that, the old man lowered his head slightly, and a sharp light shone through the reading glasses.

"Holy Lord originally only needed to seal it, but you eliminated the evil dragon, white air gained the upper hand, and the world became unbalanced."

"And just now, a more powerful demon that has never been seen before appeared, and he filled the vacancy of the Holy Lord!"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

New demons!

Tru couldn't help but think back to the Holy Lord he was facing at that time, and he trembled all over.

The Holy Lord is scary enough, but now a more powerful demon suddenly came, how terrifying it would be.

Xiaoyu folded her hands on her chest and leaned sideways on Tru's lap.

"Wow even!"

"New devil, so I can continue to stay in the thirteenth district."

Xiaoyu was a little excited.

The thirteenth district is a secret operation organization in the United States that specializes in handling special events. The base is built underground in San Francisco, and the inside is really cool.

This time, the thirteenth district was assisting in subduing the Dragon Lord.

Compared to Papa's antique shop, she would rather live in the thirteenth district.

"Ah? According to you, Dad, isn't it good that the yin and yang are balanced now?" Jackie Chan rubbed his head in doubt.

"Humph!"

The old man clasped his hands in front of him and snorted coldly.

"The black air and the white air are in balance with each other, but this balance is also very fragile and needs time to adjust, but this time the black air is stronger than ever, and it exploded the black air detector and white air magic book of Dad in an instant. Corroded, this kind of situation usually occurs only when the black air completely overwhelms the white air."

"Father is very suspicious that the death of the Holy Master this time caused the black air to bottom out and rebound, and the falling of the meteorite is a sign."

"And what this sign foresees is probably the end of the world!"

While the old man was speaking, he held up his own black gas detector that was emitting black smoke.

Jackie turned his eyes, and saw a dried puffer fish tied to a metal detector, and faint black smoke was continuously wafting out of the dried puffer fish.

"Forehead……"

Jackie Chan was a little speechless, cooperating with a black gas detector is a metal detector tied to a dried puffer fish.

"Father, are you mistaken? This is a metal detector. Maybe it's water, not to mention meteorites. There are meteorites every year." Jackie Chan spread his hands and said.

"But Uncle Long, that meteorite has five colors, five colors!"

"Haha there are new demons, and I just want to form a dragon team."

Xiaoyu stretched out her fingers, jumping excitedly.

Jackie Chan squinted his eyes, squeezed a smile on his face, and said: "The more colors can only mean that the metal content in that meteorite is relatively high. Different metals have different colors after burning, so there are many different kinds of meteorites when they fall... ..."

Snapped!
Before the words fell, the old man struck Jackie Chan's head again.

He slapped the table, propped himself up and shouted at Jackie Chan: "Dad said it, don't interrupt what Dad said."

Jackie Chan immediately shrunk his neck and didn't dare to speak anymore.

The old man took a sip of tea and said immediately: "True, go find a book in the back, find Nostradamus's "The Centuries."

"Yes, Dad!"

"One more thing, go and help Dad prepare edamame sandwiches."

"Yes, Dad!"

"there's one more thing……"

In no time, Pop was flipping through stacks of books on the table, while Tru was messing around behind.

"The centuries of Nostradamus? I seem to have heard of them. They are prophecies about the end of the future. The most famous of them is the prophecy of the coming of the King of Terror in 1999." Xiaoyu raised a finger and said in surprise.

"Let me think about it, this doomsday prophecy seems to say so."

"The Great King of Terror descended from heaven, and thus resurrected the King of Mongolia. Before and after, the God of War shall reign in the name of happiness."

Xiaoyu appeared to be authentic.

This doomsday prophecy was quite popular before, and many people even believed it to be true.

"But Xiaoyu, don't forget that 1999 has already passed when we defeated the Lord, and now is the new millennium." Jackie Chan said.

1999 has passed.

They managed to defeat the Holy Lord before the second millennium, turning him into a statue.

At this time, Dad looked up from the book.

"Xiaoyu is right. This book of prophecy is similar to Tuibei Tui. It is a magic book. My father suspected that this prophecy had something to do with the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord once ruled in Asia, but now it seems terrifying. Your Majesty is more likely to be this late meteorite, this is a world-ending crisis."

Father looked grave.

"Save the world, cool!" Xiaoyu waved her arms in surprise, she couldn't wait to start the dragon team.

But soon she was pressed by Jackie Chan.

"Xiaoyu, your first priority is to move back to the antique shop!"

As soon as Jackie Chan finished speaking, his phone rang immediately.

As soon as he opened it, he heard the voice of Sheriff Blake of the Thirteenth District, and his face changed accordingly.

"What, the spells are all in the Mafia, I'll solve them right away."

After Jackie Chan finished speaking, he rushed straight away.

"Oh, the spell is not important, come and help Dad decipher the prophecy!" Dad picked up a stack of tall thick books and shouted towards Jackie Chan outside.

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes.

It seems that something new has happened.

She raised her finger and pointed out the window, chuckling happily.

"I'll call Uncle Long back!"

After all, Xiaoyu also ran out after him.

The old man put down the book, got up abruptly, and shouted hysterically again.

"Dad said before, spells are not important, but the king of terror who descends is important!"

……

Demon hell.

Desolate, dilapidated, empty and empty.

Under the dark red sky, countless huge stones floated in it, and on top of these stones, seven terrifying figures were staring coldly at the soul of the Holy Master's oolong.

They are the seven great demons who once ruled the earth, and they are also the brothers and sisters of the Holy Lord in the past.

Devil of the Moon—Curse Blue!
Devil of the Mountain - Po-Gon!
The Devil of the Wind - Sao Feng!
Thunder Demon - Zhongsu!
Water Demon - Bazaar!
The devil of the earth - the earth chief!
The demon of the sky—Ximu!
The Seven Great Demons and the Holy Lord once ruled the world together in ancient times, and were called the Eight Great Demons.

These eight demons used to be brothers and sisters, and each corresponds to a hexagram of the gossip. Among them, the demon of the moon, Julan, is the oldest, and the demon of the sky, Ximu, is the youngest.

The Holy Lord is the sixth child!

"My brothers and sisters, I have explained to you that everything is in balance with yin and yang, and my martyrdom will give way to a powerful demon, which means that everyone has a chance to get out."

The Holy Master curled up and said resentfully.

The moment his statue was blasted, his soul was also magically brought back to the Demon Hell, where he saw his brothers and sisters again.

It's just that the Holy Master can only say nothing about this supposedly happy thing.

His relationship with his siblings is not ideal.

They were all sealed in the demon hell back then, and it was the other seven demons who joined forces to send him out.The Holy Lord also promised to save these brothers, but he never kept promises and only wanted to dominate the world alone.

"As a soul, I can easily leave the devil's hell, possess the human beings outside, and open the gate of hell to release everyone!"

"All I need is for my dear brothers and sisters to give me this chance, and I can save everyone!"

The Lord is trying to quibble.

The seven great demons looked at each other in blank dismay, they naturally knew that the Holy Master was making sophistry.

But the temptation to go out is too great!

The longer they stay in this demonic hell, the wisdom and power will be gradually worn away.

time is limited!
The next moment, the seven demons had a tacit understanding and pointed their fingers.

Swish!
Seven emerald-green rays of light instantly fell on the Holy Lord, turning into a curse and entering the depths of the soul.

"Ahhh!! What is this!"

The holy master's body rolled, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

"Everyone knows your abilities, we will take stricter measures!" said Ximu, the demon of the sky, stretching out his claws.

Bazaar, the water demon, sneered: "Our spell will trap you on the first person you choose to possess until you rescue us!"

"This will also ensure that we can find you!"

The Wind Demon continued.

At this time, the oldest Moon Demon cursed with a light finger, and said coldly: "If necessary, we will let you re-enter the state of eternal pain, and be tortured in this devil hell forever! forever!"

The Holy Master circled around, looking at the seven demons in front of him.

"I accept, I will choose the host carefully and serve everyone well!"

Soon, the Holy Master moved.

He quickly shuttled from the devil's hell to the human world, and at the same time he was sensing his position.

"Damn it, I can't get rid of this curse."

The Holy Master cursed inwardly.

It seems that now he can only work for the seven great demons, and give up his place in the world of black energy to them.

"But now that I'm dead, yin and yang are out of balance, white qi suppresses black qi."

"In order to balance the lost position of the black air, my luck should improve in the dark, and the task may be easier!"

"This can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune!"

The Holy Master entered the world with emotion.

But then, as the Holy Master entered the world, his relaxed mood instantly dissipated.

"!!!"

The holy lord's red eyes shrank suddenly, and the black-green head of the oolong became even more livid in an instant, and a painful dragon roar came out.

"Where did my vacant seat go?!"

"Do not!!!"

"Who took the black air position I vacated!"

　Thank you for the gift of nature

　　
　
(End of this chapter)