Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

And this candidate still needs to accept his tailor-made test before he can finally obtain his inheritance.

This legend has attracted many wizards to visit Huaguo, because the exact address is given in the legend.

But for 3 years, people have been looking for the legendary Monkey Valley every year, but the strange thing is that without exception, no one has found it. Even if someone did, those who participated in the test never came out again.

This adds another layer of mystery and terror to the legend of Monkey Valley.

But now this road full of magical fluctuations appeared in front of his eyes, and there was a faint warning in the fog ahead, which made the old man feel worried and at the same time full of dignity.

It is known that all the anomalies that have appeared here are caused by the Holy Master, and on the premise of not accepting the younger brother, what is the purpose of the Holy Master?

He can't just grind the forbidden land casually, can he?The Lord is not so idle.

If it is connected with the mysterious road leading to the Monkey Valley in front of him, then although many of the Holy Master's behaviors are still weird, they don't seem meaningless.

At least it held Luo Qing back. Isn't it?

A gust of wind blew past at this moment, faintly blowing away some of the mist, but the white mist very quickly put a white veil on the trees, flowers and plants in front.

This also made the old man stunned. He raised his head and looked a little confused, then lowered his head to hide his eyes, so that he could not see his emotions.

It's just that the footsteps of the old man began to step up, and the light footsteps pattered towards this road leading to the unknown.

"Hey, grandpa, where are you going?"

Suddenly, a childish voice came over, causing the old man to stop abruptly.

He turned his head slowly, and through the reading glasses, he could barely see a petite figure in the white mist. Judging from his voice and body shape, he was a little human boy.

The father has always been kind to the child, but the emotion in his cloudy eyes at the moment is a bit incomprehensible: "Son, is there anyone around here?"

"Yes, our village has always lived in Monkey Valley. Is the grandfather going to our village?" There was some naivety in the childish voice, as if he had no defense at all.

The old man paused for a moment, couldn't help looking up at the sky, and said gently: "Let everyone in the village leave, there is no need for guards here anymore."

"But. We have lived here for a long, long time. Since Haohao was born, we have been living here. Why do we have to leave?" The child's voice was a little at a loss.

The old man sighed, shook his head and said: "The end of the Dharma era is coming, and many inheritance places are consuming their own power. Now there are demons coming, and the inheritance of Monkey Valley is about to disappear. If you don't understand, go back and tell your adults." , you only have an incense stick of time to think about it, and that's all my father can say."

Talking about playing, he turned around silently, the green light in his hand flickered, a forearm-long incense was lit, and the curling smoke was absorbed by the surrounding white mist, the old man stuck the incense on the ground, and slowly walked deeper into the white mist .

A gust of wind flashed by, blowing the mist, and blowing the emerald green grass in front of the road and the incense rising behind it a little scarlet.

The footsteps gradually went away, and behind him, a child in coarse linen squatted in front of the incense, looking at the incense with curiosity on his face.

After thinking for a while, he pulled out the burning incense and ran to the left of the road.

The sadness in the eyes of the old man who had reached the depths of the thick fog disappeared a little, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and even his steps became a little lighter.

Step on.

As the father continued to approach, the landform in front of him gradually changed. The terrain first slowly became higher, and then slowly lowered after walking for a while. Fog, and trees everywhere.

The deepening was still going on, and suddenly, the landform that gradually became a basin suddenly shook.

A pair of scarlet eyes appeared out of nowhere in front of the old man's eyes, looking at him gloomyly.

"what have you done?"

The Holy Master's depressed voice sounded, either the variable or the old man, he has had enough of this world.

It's obviously his calamity year, but everything goes wrong for him, not a single time can go smoothly, every time there will be an accident.

There was a smile on the old man's face: "The old man just completed the unnecessary test."

"Although the role of the guardians is only for testing, it will also take away half of the magic power of the holy blood. Your plan will fail the holy master."

The old man said calmly, and a dried puffer fish with green light appeared in his hand: "But the old man wants to thank you, after all, without your forced intrusion, the old man still can't get in, so the old man gave you a magic Bar."

The face of the Holy Master changed in an instant, and he was restraining magic and restraining magic again. This old man is more annoying than that variable. Although he uses external force, he is hard steel, unlike this old man.

Without even thinking about it, he disappeared in place. The next moment, the entire Monkey Valley Basin was filled with fog, and even the ground began to tremble.

Three behemoths emerged slowly from the ground. They were three stone statues of monkeys. They were all purple in color. They were 500 meters tall and 300 meters wide when they were sitting.

The movements of the three monkey stone statues are very strange. The stone statue in the middle covers its ears with both hands, the stone statue on the left covers its mouth with both hands, and the one on the right covers its eyes.

It seems to represent, don't look, don't listen, don't speak, this saying comes from the Analects, but now they exude a strong devilish energy, completely without the artistic conception in the sage classics.

Everything around is being broken, the fog is dissipating, the ground is cracking, as if some kind of long-lasting spell is being broken.

"Ah ah ah ah."

A cry of joy and pain sounded in the distance, followed by a cry of the same emotion.

"Ah ah ah ah."

"Ah ah ah ah."

This voice gradually changed from a human being to a sharp, unhuman voice, to a monkey-like voice, and the pain in the strong shout gradually encroached on the joyful voice.

hum~

The holy master looked at the three monkeys under his feet with a gloomy expression. They all opened the parts they were covering, and powerful devilish energy gushed out crazily towards the source of the screams in the distance.

Those damn monkeys!

These people are the guardians arranged by the Holy Blood Wizard for their inheritance. In fact, they are the guardians, rather they are guinea pigs.

The holy blood wizard left many answers, and these answers are to be completed in a village guarding Monkey Mountain.

The Holy Blood Wizard will arrange for people to guide the creatures who can see the Monkey Valley to the village. When they enter the village, they will make a difficult choice, slaughter the village, or live with the residents of the village until an unknown deadline arrival.

The two choices represent two different paths. Although the Holy Blood Wizard is a black air wizard, he never distinguishes between good and evil.

If you slaughtered the wizards or mages in the village, you would accept the task of hell difficulty, which is almost the last thing every wizard or mage wants to see.

After living with the villagers for ten years, the test is relatively simple.

And the reason is very simple, good choice means that they can endure loneliness, which is the most precious and basic disposition of a mage or wizard.

The evil choice is to let the Holy Blood Wizard see impatience. If he doesn't have the absolute strength to face his heart, then he can't inherit his desire to study the true meaning of wizards.

All the wizards or mages who came in by accident, 100% of the existence, chose to pick up the butcher's knife, because ten years is too long for those who are eager to see the inheritance.

What's more, they don't know the ten-year period.

Therefore, the monkeys that became humans in that village were slaughtered again and again, and the numbers continued to increase.

The Holy Blood Wizard is pure, and he is merciless in using waste, and the existence that cannot inherit his mantle is to increase his strength for the duration of his seal.

This is why the old man took out the incense, because the old man had already seen a lot of things when he saw the child for the first time.

It's an amazing feeling, like... There's some kind of guidance.

Like he should have known the little boy would say yes, should have known everything.

The old man raised his head and looked at the Holy Master. He smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the emerald green magic on the dried puffer fish instantly attacked the Holy Master.

This is the magic that lifts the restrictions of the Holy Lord's body, and the only side effect is to send the Holy Lord back to hell.

But at this moment, the anger and fear in the Holy Master's eyes disappeared instead. He calmly watched the old man's magic come before him, and then just looked at the old man indifferently, watching the green beam of light being resisted by the thick black energy.

"Oh." The Holy Master said silently: "Even if the top legend loses half of its strength, it cannot be broken by a mere great mage."

Dad paused, he was really not in a high mood today, and the moon in the sky seemed to be brighter at this time.

The old man recited the mantra unhurriedly: "Demons, goblins, go away, goblins, go away!"

The Holy Lord looked at his father silently, feeling the wizard's aura dissipating faster and faster under his body, his eyes gradually became irritated.

He didn't bother to care about what his father was doing, he turned around and threw his hands away, the huge fireball burned some trees, and smashed straight towards the screaming sound.

hum~

A strong roar was accompanied by screams, and the three stone monkeys under him, who were significantly smaller by more than a third, resumed their previous movements.

Don't listen, don't talk, don't look.

The Holy Master and the old man also looked at each other at this time, and they knew that the battle for the inheritance of the Holy Blood Wizard.

Start now!

Chapter 196 Necromancer:? ? ?

rumbling~

There was a strong humming sound, and the huge monkey mountain was continuously lifted into the sky as the two looked at each other, as if they were completing some kind of ceremony.

The old man's lips moved slightly, and the green light illuminated his whole body, causing his body to levitate slowly.

The Holy Master looked at the old man with a dazed look in his eyes, but the next moment, the huge stone monkey in the middle slowly took his hands away, and the thick purple-black light beam instantly hit the old man.

The old man didn't have the idea of ​​going head-to-head, he straightly lifted his body and flew towards a higher sky.

The light from the stone monkey's mouth swept across the ground, and there was a moment of silence in the jungle that was still buzzing with insects.

Not to mention that the stone monkey raised its head slowly, and the thick purple-black beam of light chased the father's trajectory and cut through the night sky, cutting through some dark clouds, and completely silenced the Monkey Valley.

The old man's eyes were full of seriousness, and he began to mutter: "The demons and ghosts leave quickly!"

The righteousness between heaven and earth began to gather, the recovery of the Necromancer and the appearance of Monkey Mountain still filled the vacancy of the Shadow Jade.

At this moment, the old man felt that the new magic, which was a bit unfamiliar, became much smoother, and even the flying speed was slightly accelerated.

The old man looked at the Holy Master, quickly lowered his flight altitude, and rushed towards the Holy Master almost close to the purple-black beam of light.

The righteous breath of the dried pufferfish in his hand continued to gather, giving the Holy Lord a feeling of oppression.

Seeing his father approaching, Holy Master couldn't help taking a step back.

hum~

This step seemed to trigger something, the huge monkey mountain hummed, and then the two monkeys on both sides, the ones who didn't look and didn't listen, also slowly let go of their hands.

In an instant, four purple beams of light intertwined with each other, sprayed out from Stone Monkey Mountain's ears and eyes, and surrounded the old man.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, reached into the small satchel with his empty hand and took out a dried lizard. The magic power of justice in his body fluctuated slightly, and his body began to flicker.

hum~

Regardless of the magic power coming first, the two beams of light directly penetrated the flickering body of the old man, rushing towards the sky.

The old man's body was flickering, he twisted his body away with all his strength, and looked at the holy master with an unabated downward trend, the righteous breath gathered on the dried puffer fish became more and more terrifying.

The look in the Holy Master's eyes was somewhat incomprehensible, and a trace of heat began to rise on his body, as he stared closely at his father approaching.