Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 466 I Remember
  Austria, border.

The dragons found a mountain to land on, and the Holy Lord put down his treasure house and repositioned the spatial coordinates.

At this time, his entire right arm had completely turned into bones. If it were not for the connection of magic power, he would not be able to hold the contaminated weapon at all.

"Old man, I don't understand why we keep giving in?"

The demon dragon jumped off Will's body, and a throne appeared on the mountain. He looked at the sunset on the horizon and asked calmly.

The original Holy Lord was domineering, at least in Demon Xiaolong's impression, the Holy Lord had always been domineering.

Throughout the world, wherever the Dragon Legion went, there were all those who bowed down.

But everything has changed since being sealed by Lope.

Failure began to surround them and could not be dispelled. Giving in and being suppressed became everything in their lives.

Even if he found the eight demonic energies, he would have to wait for the right time to fuse them.

But now, they clearly have the advantage, but they are still retreating.

The Holy Master glanced at him and explained calmly: "Chu Lan also hopes that we will fight."

The demon dragon looked up and leaned back. The throne changed with his movements, forming the shape of a recliner.

He said nonchalantly: "But no one will stop us from taking back the royal city. The old man wants those ants to live, but variables are fearing the old man."

"It makes no sense. This result is very good now. In fact, the variables are giving way." The power of the Holy Lord penetrated into a treasure house to find something.

"How is the power of Cursed Blue now?" Demon Xiaolong did not continue to delve deeper, but changed the topic.

"Above the king, below the root, the ultimate root." The Holy Lord replied calmly, with some solemnity in his tone.

He took out a leaf that exuded emerald green light and swallowed it directly. In an instant, powerful life force emerged, directly repairing his arm that had turned into bones, and condensed a powerful light of life on his hand to compete with the filth. With.

The demon dragon was stunned and turned around in surprise: "So strong? Then when the hell magic failed, why didn't he just kill the variable?"

The Holy Master continued to rummage through the treasury, flames swirling around his weapon.

However, he did not ignore the demon dragon and answered patiently: "Didn't I say it before? Curse Blue hopes that we will fight, just like I hope that the variables will seal Curse Blue."

The demon dragon was silent for a moment, and he suddenly asked: "If that's the case, wouldn't Cursed Blue be a little too strong?"

"What do you want to do?" the Holy Lord asked with a frown.

"I remember you said that all the roots of black energy were sealed into hell during the God War, but what about the roots of righteousness?"

Demon Xiaolong's eyes flashed scarlet: "If we find out the source of the grudge against Curse Lan, then maybe he will fight with Curse Lan because of Curse Lan's weakness."

The Holy Lord was silent for a moment, and then said: "Why do you think you can survive with roots?"

"What do you mean?" The demon dragon turned his head in surprise. The righteous creature was the final winner in the battle between gods, and the winner all along was the human race.

As the ultimate winner, how could the human race have no roots?
  "All the roots of black energy have been sealed, and although the roots of righteous energy are not dead, there are still battle waves that can be transmitted to hell after we are sealed. After that, the world's rank begins to decline."

The Holy Lord thought about it with some thoughts in his eyes: "Think about the Druids. That group is friendly to any force. Even the undead will not attack them."

"This race has also been sealed, and the sealer is a god. The purpose of that group of outsiders is already obvious." The Holy Lord's tone became solemn: "What they want is the decline of the world's rank, and maybe they want the same thing. Curse Blue’s approach just failed in the end for some reason.”

"Now the only one who may have roots left is Curse Blue's Moon Demon, because only his dependents were sealed by him in advance, and the gods just added another layer of seal on top of his seal."

The demon dragon frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "In other words, once Curse Blue starts to revive the dependents, we will definitely lose, right?"

The Holy Lord was noncommittal: "Perhaps, but now that evenly matched opponents are allowed to appear, once an existence beyond balance is about to appear, all the forces in the world will target him."

"The root cause is not afraid of being targeted." Devil Xiaolong was sure.

After becoming a king, he can now clearly understand the power of the root, which cannot be matched by many kings.

Even in the era of demons, the only criterion for a super rich family was to have a root.

The terror of order, in the eyes of the creatures at that time, was not that the order itself was terrifying, but that the three roots of the order threatened the world.

The Holy Master glanced at him, took out some materials, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to recall how to solve this extreme filth.

Demon Xiaolong didn't continue to ask any more questions, because he thought about it carefully and found that without the root cause, all they could do now was really just continue to wait, there was nothing else they could do.

He turned his head and looked at the human race who looked frightened but was still turning Panku's treasure box wildly. He seemed to understand why the Holy Master seemed eager to open a new door to hell.

They are now three kings, Curse Lan has superior strength, and Ximu has the upper hand.

The three parties seem to be evenly matched, but if more people continue to come in, the water will be muddied, and then their side will have the most powerful players and can be spread out, and the chance of winning in the end will be greater.

After a moment of silence, the demon dragon closed his eyes, and the eight elements at his fingertips slowly appeared and disappeared. He also needed to polish his magic power.
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  Moon.

Curse Lan withdrew his gaze to Lan Xing and said calmly: "It should be soon, you don't have to worry."

Sao Feng looked at the flash of lightning behind him and felt helpless: "The hell is too noisy now. Zhongsu is going crazy. The whole hell is filled with the sound of thunder."

Curse Lan was noncommittal: "Hell will destroy wisdom. This is destined to make him a loser. Leiden is too violent."

Sao Feng looked at Ju Lan and asked, "Defender, have you seen it? How do you feel?"

A throne appeared behind Julan. He sat down and did not answer immediately, but began to think seriously.

After a long time, he nodded: "If the world is arranged according to the arrangement, she would be perfect, but now she is not sure."

"Shadows, gods, saints, and order are all powerful forces, so they should be good enough." Sao Feng was a little surprised.

"This is not her problem, it is a problem of variables." Curse Lan shook his head:

"What the world wants is defenders who act completely according to its will, but now that everything has been broken, it is impossible for defenders to merge with order in the end. The final outcome is just the source of powerful power, perhaps no better than ours Not bad, but no better than us."

Sao Feng nodded and sighed: "I remember the variable is called Luo Qing, right?"

"Correct."

"I remember."

(End of this chapter)