Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 194 "God! God! God!"

hum~
The powerful wave of righteousness spread to the whole city in an instant centered on Dad, and countless monsters in the whole city howled in pain under the magic of righteousness.

The pervasive gunpowder smoke and countless fires stopped at this moment, and even the dark clouds in the sky tended to collapse, and hope slowly descended in the city shrouded in despair.

"Ah ah ah ah."

As the green light gradually became stronger, screams from another dimension sounded, and a lot of darkness rose from the bodies of the mutated beings in the city because of fear.

These darkness continuously gathered in midair, echoing with the dark clouds in the sky.

When an orange cat curled up in pain turned into a cute hamster, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the darkness of the sky, followed by a red official robe, and an evil but powerful aura continued to emanate, which seemed to be more advanced than before. one floor.

Luo Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and he withdrew the darkness that protected his father. He seemed to know how this so-called immortality is.

This mirror god said that as long as there is fear to remember him, then he will not die.

But now based on Luo Qing's speculation, it should be that as long as there are monsters mutated by fear, the God of Fear will not really die.

No wonder the killing god massacred the city 2000 years ago in order to seal these mirror gods. If this is the case, it would make sense.

They were only sealed but not killed. The high probability is limited by the situation. After all, there should not be a few monsters that have recovered in the turbulent era, and after the Holy Lord came out, only the human race was left in the world.

Cleaning up the alien races in the entire world, this amount of work is doomed that the killing god can't focus on these individuals.

In the sky, dark clouds slowly gathered, Guchen Evil God's eyes were full of madness, his body was becoming complete, and a person or animal below returned to its original appearance, looking around blankly, as if unaware of what happened What.

Outside the city, a neat line of young people walked towards the city unswervingly. This is the rescue team of the human race. They knew what they were going to face, but they walked into it without hesitation, trying to save more people. compatriots.

The height of Daolong's levitation was gradually equal to that of the mirror god who was being conceived. The staff in his hand exuded a powerful aura, and a strong sense of depravity permeated the staff.

The mirror god cast his gaze over, and when he felt the aura on Daolong's staff, shock and disbelief flashed in his eyes for an instant.

"How would you. No."

He roared, frantically trying to break free from the gestation, and find a new host to get up again.

If he was given another chance to choose, he would definitely persuade the other three mirror gods to hide in the mirror and not come out, and even if they came out, they would hide far away and not provoke these two terrifying guys anymore.

But now. It seems that everything is too late.

The old man's magic of righteousness became more and more powerful. At this moment, all living beings felt a strong hope in their hearts. Countless despair and fear were healed, and the power of the mirror god was constantly returning.

The moment the red official robe solidified, Daolong's staff had already been swung out, and the thick purple light directly enveloped the evil god who had no time to move.

Daolong's body rose again, and his eyes did not know when they became extremely indifferent. He looked down at the evil god with majestic eyes, and said lightly: "God, are you guilty?"

The majestic and solemn voice instantly spread throughout the audience, and the legless Mirror God crawled slowly in the air amidst the voice, kowtowing unwillingly, his eyes depressed and full of humiliation.

"Wow, that's so cool, Dad, do you know this magic?" Xiaoyu asked her dad with wide eyes and great interest.

The old man thought for a while and shook his head: "This is the trial of the gods of the black gas wizards. The black gas wizards are a group of cruel lunatics. The evil spirits can be gods, and some creatures become gods because of accidents. This is undoubtedly enviable. of."

"It is said that in a long time ago, black gas wizards began to study the power of gods. They really wanted to obtain this power, so that they could obtain endless life span without lichization."

"It's just that no matter whether it's a belief in a god, or a creature that just obtains the power of a god, it can't be stolen by external force."

"But the black air wizard feels that there is nothing that cannot be done by magic. If there is, it is the wrong direction, or he is not qualified."

"So they keep trying. In the creation of Changjiu magic, there have also been many magics that specifically target gods. This kind of trial is one of them. It can deceive faith and godhead, let faith eat back gods, and target everything that is powerful by faith. monster."

The old man's tone was a little emotional: "The current Daolong is disguising himself. Sure enough, the black air wizards are a bunch of treacherous guys."

While the old man was explaining, the eyes of Daolong in the sky became more and more indifferent. After the evil god kowtowed, a thick black line connected him with the evil god.

"God, are you guilty?" Daolong's voice became louder and louder, a bit like the breath of order, giving people a sense of solemnity.

During the kowtow, Jing Zishen trembled all over his body, and he tightly pursed his lips to prevent himself from making a sound, his scarlet eyes were full of repressed madness.

As the god of fear, when did he suffer such humiliation?
He is not reconciled, but he can't resist any of the magic of these two old men
Daolong's body flew higher, and a city seemed to appear behind him.

That city is very similar to the current capital, with countless monsters, but the picture is an ancient city, and there is not so much gunpowder smoke.

"Yeah yah"

The unique accent of Chinese opera faintly sounded from the city behind Daolong, causing the chaos and fear in it to tremble violently.

Guchen Evil God even looked up at Daolong in disbelief. This voice was very familiar to him, and it seemed to be the scene of his conferring the gods.

Daolong flew higher and higher, and gradually there was only a black spot left. The powerful, solemn, and majestic voice spread from the sky, like a punishment from heaven, and made the living beings feel terrified.

"Gods born out of fear should absorb fear to reduce fear, but you use human power to create fear and eventually become an evil god. You are guilty."

Accompanied by the sound, there is a sharper opera sound, these voices are full of trills, as if they are afraid of something, and they seem to be praying for something.

Guchen Evil God raised his head uncontrollably, his scarlet eyes full of resentment and killing intent stared at the vast scene above.

Can't help but growl: "Shut up!"

The old man below shook his head slightly, and commented: "He is hopeless, and any response to the trial will confirm Daolong's identity. He now completely represents the belief of the God of Fear."

Both Xiaoyu and Luo Qing were surprised. There seemed to be something more in Luo Qing's eyes. This method of deception is very interesting. It seems that he has to read Daolong's notes again.

Sure enough, as soon as Guchen Evil God's voice fell, the weird opera sound suddenly disappeared, and the world fell into silence at this moment.

An accent of countless people speaking at the same time came from high in the sky, carrying strong anger.

"Use our strength to kill our descendants, God, you deserve to die!"

hum~
The violent roar exploded, and it seemed that with the endless questioning of the human race, the divine power of the evil god burst out instantly.

Endless darkness enveloped the sky, and the body of the evil god crawled uncontrollably and slowly in the void, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

Beside him, a pair of eyes that seemed to come from an illusion stared at him firmly. The eyes mixed with fear and killing intent were extremely distorted. They were angry, unwilling, and approached God roaring.

"The gods created by the power of the human race, you actually use them to slaughter the human race and create fear in the human race, you are not worthy of being called a god!"

Angry roars sounded from the void, as if some gate had been opened, and the screams resounded through the darkness.

"We've traded performances for a chance to survive, but you're still killing us!"

"It hurts, it hurts, God! Do you understand my pain?"

"God! You killed my child, he was only three years old, how can you become a god?"

"Don't kill me, God! I beg you, but I'm still dead!"

"God! God! God!"

The roar seemed to come from ancient times, and the eyes of Guchen Evil God, who was kneeling on the ground, began to twist. He roared angrily: "I am an evil god! A god of fear born for fear! You should be afraid of me , I should have brought fear to the world!"

As soon as his voice came out, the eyes around him instantly became outlines, and the endless human figures outlined by the darkness rushed towards him with questions without stopping.

They bit and gnawed angrily, as if they were going to swallow this frightened god alive.

"Damn damn damn."

Guchen Evil God tried his best to break free from this kneeling posture, but it didn't work at all. More and more 'people' appeared around him and rushed towards God angrily.

Every time God speaks a word, the surrounding 'people' become clearer.

Gradually, the black clouds in the sky began to dissipate, and a ray of golden light illuminated the city like the last afterglow before sunset.

clang clang clang.
An actor with heavy makeup on his face, a trident in his hand, and an exaggerated costume came towards Chengguang. He kept waving his big gun as if performing a performance, and sang touching tunes from opera in his mouth, as he kept approaching.

When the evil spirit was completely insane, and when the actor's trident stabbed the villain's chest at the curtain call of a drama, the whole sky stood still for an instant.

A strong sense of palpitation came, and the old man subconsciously blocked Luo Qing and Xiaoyu, and the bloody clothes directly attached to Xiaoyu's body, blocking the possible attack.

hum~
There was no attack or accident. When an old man descended from the sky above, the still sky suddenly collapsed, and black lights like sparks spread rapidly.

The mighty god of fear dissipated without leaving a trace.

The chaos in the city also stopped at this time, and the endlessly painful and twisted monster quickly recovered its human form under the magic of the old man, looking around in a little confusion.

"Master!"

Luo Qing flew into the sky and looked at Daolong with a slightly pale face worriedly. Although Daolong took out the mirror god with two or three shots, it seemed that he didn't feel so comfortable.

"It's okay." Daolong raised his hand, stopped Luo Qing's support and asked, "Do you want to go back with me?"

Luo Qing paused, thought for a while and shook his head: "No, I will go back by myself when I finish my work."

Daolong nodded, without saying anything, he glanced at his father lightly, turned around and disappeared directly with the purple smoke.

He's here to save people, but he's not interested in arguing with this childish and righteous old man, and he's the strongest righteous mage, heh, don't he have to rely on him to save people?

The old man who had been paying attention to the sky suddenly became unhappy: "Oh~ you evil wizard, are you looking down on the old man? The old man can also use other methods to destroy the evil god!"

It's a pity that Daolong walked too fast, and his words still fell through.

Weeping sounds could be faintly heard around the city. After the darkness disappeared above the city, the sound of propellers rattling quickly entered the city, and the comforting sound of the loudspeaker began to envelope the whole city, bringing hope to many residents and making people The cries grew louder in some corners.

And those rescuers who broke into the city before the darkness dissipated even ran straight away, rushing in the direction of crying everywhere.

The sound of the ambulance whistle pierced the sobs, but it also stimulated the sobs, and the relief after extreme fear and confusion can even arouse people's defenses.

The father glanced at Luo Qing who flew down with some dissatisfaction, but never asked Luo Qing to call his master to fight.

"The monsters and monsters leave quickly"

A low-pitched spell sounded, and a green portal appeared quickly. The old man looked around and sighed: "Let's go, first go back to the ancient city to find Chen Long, they can take good care of their people."

Said that the old man walked into it first.

Xiaoyu handed the white bone ring to Luo Qing.

"It seems to be useless." She walked into the portal with some regret: "Fortunately, this is not Xiangjiang."

Luo Qing played with the white bone ring in his hand, thinking about something and followed into the portal. The death of the evil spirit did not seem to allow more gods to descend into his body.

And the god position backfired just now. It is obvious that those shrill roars are part of the god position.

The old man said that this is the magic researched by the wizards of the past generations, but what Luo Qing is thinking is, what is this kind of god made of?
It seems a little unstable. If the gods can be bewitched by magic, is this a powerful auxiliary force, or is it a time bomb placed in one's body?
Or in other words, what is the difference between the belief that is disliked by wizards and mages, and this kind of opera apotheosis?
"Luo Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoyu's voice interrupted Luo Qing's thoughts, he looked up and saw the concerned eyes of Chen Long and Xiaoyu.

A gentle smile appeared on his face: "It's nothing, I'm just a little worried about my teacher, after all, he doesn't seem to be in that good condition."

The old man paused, cast a glance at Luo Qing and said indifferently: "Of course he is not good. To judge the gods, you need to use your own ideas to pry the beliefs of the gods. He will be impacted by those ideas. People who are not firm enough, That's enough to make a madman."

Luo Qing paused, nodded, and just about to say something, the black energy that had just subsided began to move around again.

The expressions of Luo Qing and the old man changed at the same time, and they looked to the north, where something...was recovering!

"Holy Lord, what the hell is he going to do?" Dad murmured solemnly, before he activated the teleportation magic, his expression changed again.

Luo Qing turned his head to look to the west, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Logically speaking, shouldn't the Holy Master only stare at the devil's things?

What is he trying to do now?
"Split up, Dad goes to the north, Luo Qing, you go to the west, if you can't beat them, call your master, that old guy won't die so easily."

　Sorry for the bad condition today, the number of words is less, I will try to make up for it later
　　
　
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