Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

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.

And the other two non-listening magic powers that follow the magic power of not looking are intertwined with each other, flying in the corresponding direction according to the range of the father's flight.

Like two beautiful arcs meeting in the air, they collided violently.

It seems to be the old man's magic, which can only be defended once. This time, the magic power of not listening directly hits the old man.

Without physical repulsion, the powerful magic power directly deprived Dad of his sense of hearing, turning his world into silence.

It's just that the old man showed a smile on his face, because now, the old man is less than a hundred meters away from the Holy Lord.

A powerful aura of justice began to erupt, and magic specifically aimed at demons was used. Emerald light shrouded everything, and it seemed that the stone monkeys left by the Holy Blood Wizard stopped for a moment.

The old man's smile became more and more intense, and he could see that the green light had gradually enveloped the Holy Lord, and it seemed that this confidant would be thrown into hell at any time.

But the next moment, the smile on the old man's face froze.

Because the Holy Lord's body is changing rapidly at this moment, gradually becoming a magician he has never seen before, and the magician took another step back unbearably, fell to the ground and raised a hand to block his eyes, yelling loudly. Shouting: "No, don't come here. Ahhhhhh"

This is a trick?when?Holy Lord how
The thoughts in the father's heart had not yet fully arisen, the scorching breath came from behind instantly, and the father had no time to react, he was directly hit by the powerful flames, and slammed heavily towards the Monkey Mountain.

hum~
Violent tremors flickered in the void, and without saying or looking at the powerful magic scrolls left by the two holy blood wizards, they bombarded the old man the moment he hit the rocky mountain.

hum~
At this moment, the old man was deprived of hearing, sight, and sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The pungent blood and severe pain were the only things that the old man could feel.

The indifferent Holy Master walked out of the void, looked at the embarrassed old man, with a slight smile on his face.

"You are nothing more than an archmage. Besides restraining magic, what else can you do?"

A mocking voice came out of his mouth, and the Holy Lord approached the old man step by step, and with a wave of his hand, the old man's body was slowly swallowed by the stone mountain, leaving only one head outside.

After doing this, the Holy Master's eyes appeared thoughtful, and he murmured in a low voice: "Seize the human archmage, this test is a bit too targeted, Holy Blood"

He sat cross-legged not far from his father, closed his eyes and felt something. He needed to find out if the Holy Blood had left anything behind, and he also needed to receive the tested magic power and inheritance of the Holy Blood.

It all takes time, as for how he tricked the old man's eyes
The Lord has now returned to the magister, and the magic he learned is what Ximu left behind. For him, a series of magic such as substitute, position exchange, and secret breath are not too difficult.

After hearing a series of movements, the fallen mage lowered his arm covering his eyes, and looked at the sky in shock.

Thinking of something, he looked back tremblingly, and when he saw the Holy Master sitting cross-legged, and the old man who was motionless with only one head sticking out, he quickly looked away, without any movement at all. Looking at the quiet jungle below.

Now this demon is so scary that he seems to have guessed everything ahead of time.
Immediately afterwards, the magician became a little excited. The demons became more and more powerful, so it seemed that there was real hope for returning to the dark age. This has always been the ideal of their brotherhood——
Fengdu, cruise ship.

In the special reception room, Xiaoyu, who was bored looking at the scenery outside the window and listening to the greetings of Chen Long and Wang Fan, had a meal.

I don't know why she feels so flustered now, it seems that something bad happened.

"Mr. Chen, you know the current situation in the world. Are you interested in returning to China? We really lack talents like you."

Wang Fan was a little cautious in his words. Since the magic was made public, various sects in the famous mountains and rivers have actually received invitations a long time ago.

It's just that extraordinary people are all arrogant, and each of them has their own inheritance of the shortest thousand years, and each of them has at most the name of a consultant.

For example, Shaolin and Luode Temple, they can go to the government to select people as disciples, but they are not willing to devote themselves to it, which once caused headaches for Wang Fan and other high-level officials.

Having their own peak power is already the most urgent thing for all the major forces.

After all, as long as anyone with a discerning eye can understand it now, magic is the future.

But now, the world's strongest righteous mage and that powerful young man are both Chinese, so of course they are greedy.

"Feel sorry."

touch~
Before Chen Long finished speaking, a strange noise interrupted his words. He turned his head, and immediately saw Xiaoyu walking out of the boat in a hurry, with a worried look on his small face.

"Xiaoyu, where are you going?" Chen Long quickly stood up, walked towards Xiaoyu and asked.

bump!
What answered him was the sound of the door of the reception room closing. Chen Long quickly opened the door, but there was no one there. He raised his head slightly, and could vaguely see an orange figure drifting away from the deck.

Chen Long opened his mouth, and returned to the meeting room weakly.

"This is."

"I'm used to it." Chen Long waved his hand and interrupted Wang Fan's words: "As for coming back to develop, I'm sorry, I will listen to my father about this matter, let's talk about it when my father comes back."
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Gar, desert.

The desert at night is cold, and its temperature varies greatly between day and night, but this is nothing to the figures on the two thrones.

The silence on the court has lasted for quite a while. Luo Qing's question seemed to have stumped the necromancer in front of him. Even if he couldn't see the face under the hood, Luo Qing could still feel his contemplation.

The night wind slowly brought up a little yellow sand, trying to cover the eyes of the creatures. This is a characteristic of the desert, but it couldn't affect the two undead creatures.

Necromancer Al raised his head slightly, leaning himself on the throne of bones. Its voice seemed to never sound in reality.

Those hoarse, ugly words directly rang in Luo Qing's mind.

"I found...the Necromancer Realm, I've been looking for it, I want to be crowned king"

The intermittent expression of consciousness means that the cold necromancers hardly communicate with any living beings, but their amazing learning ability makes their words gradually become fluent.

"The world of necromancers has been shattered. You don't know it. Other necromancers must have found it. It has been repaired long ago." Luo Qing said after thinking about it.

"I know, no, they're all imitators, I'm the last one." Orr's hoarse tone seemed to be filled with emotion. 4 years ago, there were very few existences that could be seen by necromancers.

After all, whether it is an elf, an angel, or a human race, in the eyes of the necromancer, they are all materials.

When the necromancer world was strong, once the undead disaster broke out, a necromancer could really fight against a clan.

Luo Qing nodded, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. It's fine if there is no necromancer. A necromancer has already exceeded the standard. If there are any, it will be outrageous.

"That is to say, your goal is to find the shattered world of dead spirits and repair it, right?" Luo Qing said with a trace of gentleness on his face.

Auer looked at Luo Qing, and suddenly felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he just nodded calmly, without refuting or answering.

"During the battle between gods and demons, the planes were broken one by one, and the Necromancer Realm, which ranks the top among many planes, bears the brunt of it. If you are the only one who wants to repair it, it may be very difficult, or even impossible." Luo Qing said gently. As he spoke, there was a hint of affirmation in his tone.

"Don't be afraid, keep looking." Orr asked calmly, "Your purpose?"

Luo Qing looked at Auer gently, and his tone became friendly: "Mr. Auer, in your heart, what kind of existence is a Saint of Order?"

Orr was a little puzzled, but he still answered in a hoarse voice with some abnormal sentences: "Mind your own business, you madman."

Luo Qing paused and shook his head slightly: "Mr. Orr, you are wrong. I don't think I need to say more about what order represents, but saints belong to order. Why do saints always provoke wars and stop fighting in the records?" spend time?"

Without waiting for Orr's answer, Luo Qing explained on his own: "Because order requires, the world always needs a balance of yin and yang, but one side cannot be allowed to be strong blindly, it needs a healthy balance."

"And the saints of order are the maintainers of the balance. If the world is damaged, we are repairing it. If the balance is unhealthy, we are also repairing it."

"So in the era when there were saints, although the world was controlled by the eight great empires, it never showed a tendency to collapse. And when the Holy Lord destroys the order, I think you already know what will happen to the world."

Luo Qing took a deep breath as he spoke, he stood up, and the throne of order behind him disappeared into the void.

He looked sincerely at the powerful Necromancer in front of him, and said seriously: "So, if Mr. Orr wants to restore the Necromancer World, then we are on the united front."

A trace of confusion appeared in Auer's eyes. Are the Saints of Order and those lunatics so great?Then why is there no positive record about the Saints of Order?
Aren't they a bunch of robbers?Or is the saint deceiving himself?Not sure, look again.

As if feeling Auer's doubts, the sincerity on Luo Qing's face was clearly visible. He walked slowly in the desert and asked softly, "Mr. Auer has doubts?"

"Human race, it's unbelievable, you are weird." Orr nodded slightly and said hoarsely.

In the darkness under its hood, two scarlet soul flames appeared, staring closely at the saint in front of them, trying to find some traces of deception.

It was very impolite to feel a strong sense of peeping. Luo Qing frowned, but then a smile appeared on his face.

He shook his head slightly and let Tongshu watch him, and said confidently: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, Mr. Auer, you should know the contract of order, right?"

Orr nodded, and there was affirmation in the hoarse voice this time: "I know, I can't violate it."

The smile on Luo Qing's face became more and more sincere. He raised his hand slightly, and an orange contract appeared in his hand: "We can sign the contract. As long as the contract is signed, none of us can break it. Talk about working together."

"Cooperation?" Orr was at a loss for a while, why did he cooperate?What we are talking about now is not their respective goals, see if there is any conflict and resolve this conflict?Have you promised any cooperation?

"Yes, cooperate!" Luo Qing nodded and said calmly:
"Mr. Auer wants to restore the world of the dead, and the purpose of the saints of order is to restore the entire world, so we can sign a contract, you will not destroy the existing order, and the saints will help you restore the world of the dead."

Luo Qing looked at Auer with a sincere tone: "This is a win-win situation, right? Mr. Auer!"

Auer subconsciously fumbled for the black staff in his hand. His mind, which had been asleep for 3 years, was a little stuck. It nodded in confusion: "That's true. It's just"

Luo Qing interrupted Auer's consciousness sound transmission, and said sincerely: "Mr. Auer, in fact, we are not in a hurry to cooperate. I want to ask you a question."

Hearing that Luo Qing used the honorific address, Orr subconsciously followed his words and answered, "What's the question?"

Luo Qing raised his head with some emotion, and slid across the void with his hands, and the chains of order appeared in his hands with pleasant collision sounds.

"Three months ago, that is, one season ago, the concentration of magic power in the world had only reached a high level. Such a damaged world was quickly repaired because of the recovery of the saints."

"This is enough to show the importance of the Saints of Order to the world. We only obey Order, and the sole purpose of Order is to maintain the balance of Yin and Yang."

"This is similar to Mr. Orr's persistence and patience."

Luo Qing suddenly lowered his head, looked at Auer very seriously, and spoke solemnly and quickly:
"Mr. Auer, if you become a saint, then you are completely on your own, and you don't have to worry about being deceived and betrayed by your own people, and you will get the most sincere help from the saints of order in the whole world. After all, Although the reputation of the saints may not be that good in the records, you cannot deny the unity of the saints."

"so."

Luo Qing continued to move forward, and was already within 50 meters of the necromancer. He put away the orange contract very sincerely, and summoned a golden contract from the void.

He said sincerely: "Mr. Auer, become a saint of order! You will get everything you want."

Orr: .? ? ?

If it remembers correctly, they were talking about signing the orange contract just now, right?No, no, aren't they talking about their own goals?

Why does it look like it wants to cooperate with the Saints of Order now, but this boy is not happy, and is persuading it to join the Saints of Order?
At this moment.

Orr felt a little itchy in his brain that hadn't thought for 3 years, as if something was about to grow, or something was about to burn!
(End of this chapter)