Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 336 Backstab, or backstab?

Sakura, on the edge of an island.

As the Holy Lord continued to chant the curse, there were already some cracks on the scarlet mask in front of him.

The Holy Lord is helping Tara lift the seal, which may be difficult for a rising star like Tara to solve.

However, there are many records in the ancient books left by Ximu, especially Ximu, a demon who likes to seduce gods into evil.

Therefore, there are particularly many books about gods.

The Holy Lord has learned all the magic above, and can clearly see the methods of the Earth Mother Goddess.

As each piece of magic material disappeared, the Holy Master's eyes flashed with obvious distress.

This is something from his treasure house, and he is going to use it now. If no one really has any use for it, how could he.
But now that the contract has been signed, as a powerful dragon, he will definitely be able to extract ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times the benefits from this guy, so he can't feel bad.

The Holy Lord thought this way, and the look on his face became a little better.

When the last piece of material disappeared, the Holy Lord's incantation reached its climax.

The passionate demon language seemed extremely noble at this moment. In the beginning, 99% of the magic was a spell imitating the demon language, and magic was something that Ximu, Sao Feng, and the Holy Master had to go through countless years to create.

In their hands, magic never fails.

kaka~
As the powerful magic power surged in the hands of the Holy Master, a purple light pillar rose into the sky from Tara's mask, and the powerful aura instantly darkened the entire sky.

There was a hint of joy in the Holy Lord's eyes, and he took a few steps back silently, watching the birth of his powerful thug.

hum~
A strong buzz shook the space. Originally, even if Ximu came out, it would only level the balance, slowly allowing the black energy to surpass the righteous energy.

The king-level balance is no longer something that can't be withstood by just reviving a legend. Restoring half of the order can well control the direction of the world.

As long as the source is not resurrected directly, or a dozen kings are resurrected at the same time, the balance will be as stable as Mount Tai.

Only the devil's super high status can be restricted by balance.

After all, no matter who they are, as long as they recover 10%, they are not comparable to the king.

In the expectant eyes of the Holy Lord, a macho man with red skin, wearing only black pants, and with explosive muscles walked out of the beam of light holding Tara's face.

The macho man took a deep breath of fresh air, with a smile on his face: "Ah, this fresh air, I really broke free of this damn seal."

The Holy Master glanced into the distance, where Ximu's aura was rapidly approaching.

The joy on the Holy Master's face became even stronger, and he smiled and said: "My humble servant, let's go, it's time to resurrect the elves."

Tara turned her head and looked at the Holy Lord with playful eyes: "What did you call me?"

The Holy Master paused, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes: "You"

Before he could finish his words, he received a heavy punch in the abdomen.

The Holy Master instantly bent down, a trace of blood looming in his mouth. The powerful strength and speed made the sound seem a little late.

The Holy Lord's eyes were filled with disbelief. They had all signed the contract. How could this lowly shadow dare?
Tara's eyes were full of joy: "My respected Majesty, are you old and confused?"

"Your second butler has the honor to inform you that you are fired."

puff~
The breath of the shadow on Tara's arm flashed slightly, and in an instant, the Holy Lord's abdomen was filled with blood. Tara's palm had already inserted into the Holy Lord's chest, slowly stirring his internal organs.

"How could that happen?" The incredulity in the Holy Lord's eyes grew.

"Oh? My great Majesty is asking why the Order didn't respond?"

The amusement in Tara's eyes became more and more obvious. He grabbed the Holy Lord's ribs with a smile, opened them hard, and grabbed the Holy Lord's heart.

"That's because I'm not the one who signed the contract with you."

"Yo yo yo ~ Shendu, I haven't seen you in 2000 years, why are you acting like that?"

As soon as Tara's voice fell, a somewhat elegant voice sounded from high in the sky. The spread of this voice also made the sky that was darkened because of Tara instantly brighten.

There was a dark flash on Tara's body, and a powerful spell instantly penetrated his body, causing his body to freeze suddenly.

The Holy Lord's somewhat weak dragon head slowly raised.

In the sky above, a large bat that was all black, two meters tall and with a wingspan of more than five meters, slowly descended and looked at the back stab in front of it with interest.

"Ximu. Kill him!" The Holy Master didn't care at all that this man's fingertips had touched his heart. Without the Horse and Dog Talisman, he was now seriously injured and unable to kill the traitor, so he could only ask Ximu to take action.

Tara's stiff head also turned around at this time, and looked into Ximu's playful eyes.

The Holy Lord placed many restrictions on him. He originally wanted to kill the Holy Lord as quickly as possible, but unfortunately, he fell short.Tara forced a relatively calm smile on her face: "Good afternoon, Your Majesty Ximu. Since your two Majesties have something to talk about, I will leave first."

Tara said as her body turned into shadow and disappeared from the eyes of the two demons.

Although the Holy Lord was seriously injured now, and although Ximu looked very weak, Tara really couldn't do anything. The restraints on his body were all activated by Ximu at the moment he was about to kill the Holy Lord.

He was lucky to be able to leave. He probably wouldn't be able to move for the rest of the week, and he would have to go to the shadows to survive.

The moment Tara disappeared, the blood at the corner of the Holy Master's mouth could no longer be suppressed, and the entire demon fell forward.

Tara was so cruel that she almost went to hell in less than five seconds.

Ximu did not pick it up, but let the Holy Master fall to the ground in a panic. He flapped his wings and slowly stopped beside the Holy Master, stretching out a finger.

The not-so-powerful immortality and healing powers in the body were shot at the Holy Lord, saving the Holy Lord's life while allowing him to recover quickly from his injuries.

"Tsk tsk. Shendu, without your talisman, you are indeed a waste. Can't you re-gestate the origin of your body?"

Ximu gently hooked his foot, causing the Holy Master to turn over, and spoke in a pitiful tone.

A deep depression and a huge hole in the Holy Master's chest are very conspicuous. Most of the internal organs are broken, and one of the ribs is broken. If placed on an ordinary mage, he would have died long ago.

The Holy Lord can still breathe, and his vitality seems to be pretty good.

The Holy Lord's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but then gradually cooled down, even becoming dead silent.

He whispered: "Ximu."

Ximu paused, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he quickly put on a smile and said: "Oh, don't be angry, I was just joking. You know, it's not that I won't help you, but even a great mage like me still has to do it." I'm not allowed to help you if you're not even strong enough."

"Think about it, did I activate those magics in the first place? And also warned you not to open that guy's seal easily?"

Ximu's words made the deathly silence in the Holy Master's eyes lessen, but his still calm eyes told Ximu that this matter was not over yet.

Incompetent rage is not terrible, only such deathly silence is the expression of extreme anger.

Ximu sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, how about I help you from now on? You don't need to provide the materials to revive the elves. I can use my treasure house. Is that okay?"

The Holy Master paused, and most of the deathly silence in his eyes dissipated in an instant. He nodded and said indifferently: "You are still sensible, but you still have to help me find the traitor and kill him!"

"Okay, okay, these are all minor problems." Ximu said helplessly, and murmured in a tone that the Holy Master could hear: "I saved you and you are treated like this, making it seem like it's my fault."

The Holy Master's eyes flickered, ignoring Ximu's muttering, and said directly: "Also, I need a lot of magic knowledge. Don't tell me you don't have it in your kingdom, I don't believe it."

"You are such a stingy dragon." Ximu muttered, and when he saw the relaxed look on the Holy Master's face, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

He could probably guess what the Holy Lord was thinking just now, which was to go directly to Xiangjiang, open the dependent space, release all the evil dragons and directly attack the shadow, and destroy the shadow.

But this idea is not advisable, at least. Ximu is not willing to see this scene now.
The Holy Master's eyes flickered, he glanced at Ximu, and asked calmly: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

The Holy Lord's idea is even simpler. The evil dragon must be released. No matter what Ximu says, it must be released, but not now.

He needs a powerful subordinate to help him save the situation.

However, the king-level dragon needs a better appearance time, for example, when the variable has no time.

Otherwise, he was sure that as soon as he cast the spell with his front foot, the variable back foot would send him into hell.

But if there is no time for variables, it will have to be after the elves recover.

Let the elf pester the variables so that he can have enough time to perform the resurrection ritual.

The stronger the variable, the greater its influence and deterrence on the devil, so much so that the Holy Lord did not dare to make a big noise.

After all, without the twelve talismans, he would be easily killed.

"Let's go, let's go." Ximu's eyes flashed slightly, he flapped his wings, and rushed towards the sky, glancing at the Holy Master who was following with some difficulty.

Ximu spun around in the sky, grabbed the Holy Lord's arm, and exploded at extreme speed, leaving a straight trace in the sky.

When he reached the sky over America, Ximu stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

slap~
The magical sound spread around, Ximu closed his eyes and sensed it, and then led the Holy Lord to the sky a hundred miles away.

He casually waved his hand and grabbed a cloud, and stood on the cloud with the Holy Lord. Ximu pointed in front of him and said helplessly: "There is a strange space here, but my magic power is not enough. How about you open it? There is everything in it. These are some books from my collection.”

The Holy Master looked at the area, then looked behind him, with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "This doesn't seem to be your palace."

Ximu spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's better to be more prepared, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)