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The Holy Lord knew that the flesh and blood seed in front of him must be some kind of evil spell to control himself, but he had no choice, because if he didn't eat it, the man in front of him would easily send him to death.

He still has such grand ambitions, and he has just come into this world, he doesn't want to die.

Therefore, without any hesitation, the Holy Master let this flesh and blood seed integrate into his heart.

The curse and spiritual power of the Great Black Buddha Mother immediately took root in his heart like a gangrene, even if he is equivalent to a sixth-level demon god.

However, under Zhang Ziyu's strong strength, the power of the Great Black Buddha Mother Goddess Palace Statue is not much different.

"Master, we need the Pangu Treasure Box."

The Lord felt that he was a man who could bend and stretch, so he quickly ignored his discomfort, and bowed his head to suggest to Zhang Ziyu.

He said in a hoarse voice: "As long as we have the Pangu treasure box, we can open the enchantment of the Eight Immortals seal and release my brothers and sisters. At that time, as long as the master devours their magic energy, we can gain eternal power and rule the world .”

"Pack up your dragon army."

The Holy Master's wish is very simple, he is a pure villain, and his small calculations are quite loud.

Zhang Ziyu needs manpower if he wants to rule the world, and the Dragon Corps is the best subordinate. As long as the time is right, he might be able to turn the tables and replace him directly.

It's a pity that Zhang Ziyu has no such plan.

The Holy Master was unwilling, but he had no choice but to say: "Yes, my master."

"Roar"

He let out a low growl, and began to chant spells in his mouth, and then a vortex began to appear centered on the space gate behind him.

The evil dragon corps created by his dragon blood began to quickly enter the space gate under the guidance of this force.

All the chaos for a while seemed to draw a stop sign at this time.

The father and others in the distance were shocked and speechless when they saw this scene.

Zhang Ziyu not only solved the matter of the Holy Master, but even enslaved the Holy Master, which was something that the ancient Eight Immortals could not do.

Trudeau finally asked, "Old, old man, is that really human?"

"Snapped"

The old man patted Tru on the head and shouted, "Ask the old man, how does the old man know?"

Sergeant Black saw that the matter of the Holy Lord was resolved, but he was determined not to mention Zhang Ziyu.

Without him, the Holy Lord is not dead, but surrendered.

If the existence of Zhang Ziyu is allowed to be known to other departments or even politicians, or even to plan other things, it will be a disaster for the whole world.

Sometimes, the malice of human beings towards the same race is more terrifying and unscrupulous than that of foreign races.

Therefore, Sergeant Black hid the existence of Zhang Ziyu himself, only saying that a mysterious magician solved the evil dragon.

Zhang Ziyu is very satisfied with Sergeant Black's actions. There is really no need to contact the politicians and official forces in this world.

After all, it is the transformation plane of the animation world, not a movie universe like Marvel, and the government does not have any black technology.

Zhang Ziyu took Shengzhu back to Dad's antique shop. Shengzhu's figure became a little smaller, roughly the same size as Tru, and he stayed in the front room of the antique shop obediently, being stared at by Tru.

"Young man, here are all my magic books."

Father kept his promise and asked Jackie Chan to move out all the ancient books passed down by him and his master.

It could be seen that there was reluctance in his heart.

However, he made a trading decision very decisively.

He understands better than anyone else that breaking the contract will not only damage the relationship, but may even invite Zhang Ziyu's revenge.

"Thank you, old sir."

Zhang Ziyu pointed her finger and cast the copy spell. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, all the ancient books were quickly copied into pairs.

In less than a few breaths, the ancient book was copied.

He put away the copied ancient book, and said, "Old man, I have already copied it, and I will leave the original book to you."

The old man was pleasantly surprised: "I have a heart, Jackie Chan~ Hurry up and move it back, and put it on the original shelf."

Jackie Chan:? ? ? ?

Jackie Chan's face was full of bewilderment, the sweat on his face hadn't been wiped off, and now he's going to do coolies again?
"Old, Dad, if you can copy it directly, why did you ask me to move out just now?"

"Snapped"

"How does Dad know that it can be copied?"

The old man slapped Jackie Chan again: "One more thing, don't always think about troublesome customers!"

Jackie Chan moved the books honestly, while Dad and Zhang Ziyu were drinking tea.

"Since the ancient times, I have never seen a person with a cultivation level like yours."

The old man sighed, but Zhang Ziyu was curious: "What does the old man know?"

"Aura is gradually disappearing, except for the natural powerful force, ordinary practitioners have lost the opportunity to pursue eternal life and powerful mana."

The old man meant something, and he continued: "Besides, yin and yang, righteousness and evil are opposite and balanced. When an evil comes, it will bring another force of justice. When an evil is eliminated, there will be Another dark force took its place."

The old man looked past the books and looked at the Holy Lord in the front room.

Shen Sheng said: "Since the Eight Immortals defeated the Eight Great Demons, and the Archmage Pelo defeated the Holy Lord, the power of evil has been sealed, and the power of justice will also temporarily sleep."

Zhang Ziyu smiled and said, "The old man is saying that I will break the balance?"

"Father doesn't know, but the power of the Eight Demons is enough to destroy the world."

"Don't worry, old man, I'm sure."

Zhang Ziyu put down a book in his hand and said, "There is another thing, this is for you."

"Ok?"

The old man showed a look of astonishment, looked down and found that the book read "Golden Light High Grade Heavenly Immortal Art", which turned out to be a practice technique.

"There are two kinds of this book, the mortal scroll and the fairy scroll. The former is the first version of the Golden Light Curse. Mortals can prolong their life, but not immortal. The latter requires a certain talent and can become a fairy. The old man's ancient books record many precious spells. The matter of the Lord is not a big deal, so I can't take advantage of it."

Dad took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to calm down, and said, "Thank you very much."

This item is both a chance and a trouble, but there is no one around, only him and Zhang Ziyu, and no one else knows about it.

After a hundred years from now, he can also pass it on to Jackie Chan, a silly boy, which can be regarded as passing on the power of protecting justice.

"Farewell, sir."

"Go slowly, be careful of the Eight Great Demons."

The old man didn't say anything to persuade him to stay, he thought for a while, then raised his head and said: "There is one more thing, the Holy Master never keeps his promise, don't trust him too much."

After drinking the tea, Zhang Ziyu came out from the back room, and the Lord was staring at Tohru.

He kicked the Holy Master and said, "Let's go, go find the Pangu Treasure Box, don't tell me you don't know where it is?"

'Damn guy, I will definitely kill you in the future. '

"Dear master, the Pangu treasure box is in an ancient temple in the Himalayas, and I will take you there right away."

"Let's go then."

With a swipe of Zhang Ziyu's hand, he opened a portal, facing the snow-covered Himalayas.