Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 121 [My family members are so amused, he said District is as solid as a rock! ]

"Jiejiejie——!"

The room was filled with the Holy Lord's angry laughter. Anyone could hear the suppressed extreme rage in it!
The shocking and powerful aura filled every corner of the room.

The intimidation and genuine fear made the four mafia members step back. Their hair stood on end as they looked in horror at the man standing in the center, like a towering pillar.

“Is he crazy?”

"Let's run, this won't get blown away."

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes and stared at the sculpture of the Holy Lord with disdain, as if he wanted to see what it could do.

"You are very good. For many years, I have lived for countless years, and no one has ever dared to provoke me like this!"

The Holy Lord's eyes glowed red.

"I am the invincible dragon! I am the master of fire and the immortal demon! I am the Holy Lord!"

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated.

Even if the Holy Lord could bow down and forbear to the other seven demons in order to escape from hell, the majesty of the Demon God could not be violated by a mere human.

This is taboo!

"Now, I sentence you to death. You will die miserably and painfully in the burning flames!"

The attack came extremely suddenly!

As the Holy Lord's fire magic power erupted in the room, dozens of condensed fire pillars with a temperature of thousands of degrees slammed fiercely towards the white-bearded burly man in the center.

It can be seen that the Holy Lord is really angry.

He would burn this mayfly ant who dared to challenge the dignity of the devil into ashes, along with the other party's soul - and he would never be able to be reborn!

Facing the oncoming fire.

"Haha, naughty."

Whitebeard stroked his crescent-shaped beard, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Good!"

He was just trying to test how much power the undead demon, which had been divided and sealed many times, still had.

"Lightning Transformation Stage 2 - Thunder Slash!"

As Whitebeard took a defensive stance, the white cape billowed behind him, "Stand back, sons! Daddy will protect you!"

"This old guy is quite touching," Ah Fen muttered softly.

"He really treats us as his sons." Rasu said affirmatively.

"Let's go quickly. I feel like I'm being roasted." Zhou Meng took off his sunglasses. They became extremely hot and his eyes would be burnt if he didn't take them off.

Looking at Whitebeard again, he was full of vigor and momentum, not afraid of the Holy Lord who was furious and releasing his majesty. His left hand was clenched at his waist, as if he was holding an invisible knife!

A long sword made of thousands of lightning bolts, and then he grasped the hilt with his right hand.

“Wow!!! Cut it open for me!!!”

As he roared, the sound waves almost destroyed everything in the room, and dozens of fire pillars gathered into a giant pillar 16 meters thick and rushed towards him.

Draw the sword——slash horizontally!!!
This is a war between electricity and fire, a confrontation of ultimate power!

next second!
“Boom, boom, boom!!!”

There was a loud explosion that could be heard across most of San Francisco! The split fire column pierced through the top floor of the Black Hand Building and shot up into the sky, half of it was fire, and half was thunder.
Entangled and soaring into the sky!

It crashed heavily into the black clouds that had gathered in the sky at some point.

"Boom!!!"

Thousands of thunder dragons exploded in the clouds.

The rain is pouring down!

Fortunately, Dad and the others were still on the plane returning at this time, otherwise, Dad would have been able to directly attack the Holy Lord's lair.

Under the interference of the black air, such a display of extraordinary power did not arouse the suspicion of ordinary people. They just thought it was an ordinary summer storm.

As for Wallon's office.

It was already charred here, with flames burning everywhere and fire sprinklers turned on.

A lightning blade flashing with electricity stopped in front of the dragon head of the Holy Lord sculpture.

The reason why I didn't just keep going forward.

Of course it’s because the Holy Lord gave in.

He did not obtain the dragon talisman, and the magic power belonging to the undead demon was sealed. This time, it was because of the destiny in the black air that the Holy Lord was destined to revive before he would be able to burst out with power.

But it can only erupt once.

Facing Whitebeard who broke through the pillar of fire and chopped him down without hesitation, the Holy Lord knew that although he would not die, his resurrection plan was hindered, which was something he could not tolerate.

So this treacherous and forbearing demon sold out his dignity
"Father!"

The tip of the knife was only inches away from the Holy Lord's forehead.

Whitebeard tilted his head and looked at the Holy Lord with red eyes and a listless look, as well as the sour voice of "Father".

"Father!"

With the first sentence, the second sentence becomes logical.

No matter how the Holy Lord wanted to chop the ant in front of him into pieces, now, it was very easy for Him to say it.

"Great Father, I was wrong. Please forgive my recklessness."

"very good."

Whitebeard then slowly put away his thunder sword, straightened his extremely strong body, and a kind smile appeared on his resolute face.

"When you are my son, you are my family. I will help you."

Hearing this, the Holy Lord temporarily suppressed his anger, and his eyes flickered.

"I need a talisman, Father. I have been sealed away by a group of evil traitors, and they have stolen my power."

"Please help me find the spell. I will be very grateful."

"Haha, Holy Lord, do you think I haven't heard of your deeds?" But White Beard's sneer made the Holy Lord nervous.

"."

"But it doesn't matter. Once a father, always a father!"

Whitebeard changed the subject, smiled heartily and touched the dragon head of the sculpture.

"Daddy will help you revive, as long as you still call me daddy. But if you regret it by then, daddy can still spank you."

Fortunately, the Holy Lord is a sculpture, otherwise his teeth would have been broken.

But now the situation is stronger than the person, and the Holy Lord is also shocked by the powerful strength of this old guy who came out of nowhere.

The power of thunder is not even inferior to that of human wizards, and can even be compared with a third-level demon.

Although he is still far inferior to his brother, the Thunder Demon God Zhongsu, he can already cause changes in heaven and earth, which is enough to prove his strength.

If I have his help, I am sure my resurrection will be successful!

Thinking of this, the Holy Lord abandoned the last bit of his dignity. Dignity only existed after he regained his power. Now...
"Father, I will never betray you. I will always be your son."

The next day, District 13
"This will be your home from now on, Xiao An."

In a spacious single room.

Jackie Chan smiled and said to the boy who was looking around curiously behind him. Xiaoyu and Sheriff Blake were standing next to him.

After discussing with his father, Jackie Chan decided to place Yang An in the care of Sheriff Blake without exposing his identity.

There was really no room left in Dad's antique shop, unless he lived with Jackie Chan, that was what he originally thought.

But Jackie Chan would not say anything about his father's request.

Yang An didn't care. It didn't matter where he lived. He wasn't worried that his father would change his mind. He just didn't trust him completely. District 13 wasn't bad either.

Okay, let’s just steal the house.

"This place looks pretty good, thank you Uncle Long." Yang An nodded to Jackie Chan to express his gratitude.

"As long as you like it." Jackie Chan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before coming, he took Yang An to the mall to buy a lot of daily necessities.

Originally, I wanted to buy Yang An a pair of contact lenses to help him cover up those weird and scary eyes.

Unfortunately, contact lenses couldn’t cover Yang An’s eyes, so he had to use sunglasses instead.

Wearing sunglasses, Yang An looked like a handsome and cool boy. Xiaoyu stared at him all the way.

This was a treatment that the Parker who had not yet appeared had never received.

"Then you should take a rest first. I will pick you up for dinner in the evening." After Jackie Chan said this, he took Xiaoyu and Sheriff Blake away.

Wait until they close the door and leave.

After confirming that there were no surveillance cameras or eavesdropping devices in the house, Yang An was surprised when the Americans became so honest.

Maybe he felt that a teenager like him couldn't cause any trouble in the heavily guarded District 13?
Tsk, they don’t know that a fortress is often breached from within.

The room is divided into two parts, a small living room and study, and a bedroom inside.

Yang An came to the bedroom and sat down beside the bed. He was in a good mood. He tested the current power of the Holy Lord and also acted as the Holy Lord's father.

It feels so good to have the immortal demon call me daddy.

Yang An had his own considerations for creating the character White Beard.

He needs a tool who can control the resurrection of the Holy Lord and the strength of the resurrection power, so as to avoid the plot changing because of himself, the son of darkness, defecting to his father's camp.

In addition, the resurrection of the Holy Lord is a sign of the revival of the black energy, which is irresistible. There is a saying in Dongda that the world will eventually divide after being united for a long time, and will eventually unite after being divided for a long time.

It is impossible for righteousness to always prevail.

Therefore, when the black energy is suppressed, its rebound will be greater, which is reflected in the Holy Lord and the dark camp as their strength grows.

If the Holy Lord is successfully sealed, and Xiaoyu's statue is blown up and driven back to hell, the black energy that causes imbalance between heaven and earth will be dispersed to other dark camps.

To whom is it most likely to be allocated?

The answer is obvious. It is naturally him, the genuine son of darkness certified by the black energy.

In order to achieve this goal, Yang An felt it necessary to start planning now.

Calculating the time, there are still more than five months before the Holy Lord's resurrection, which is the day when this year ends and the millennium arrives.

That is, when we crossed from 1999 to 2000.

By then, when the second thousand years have passed and the third thousand years have arrived, the aura of heaven and earth will also change, which may become a sign of the revival of spiritual energy.

Time passes quickly.

It flashed by in the natural force that Yang An refined in the air.

In the afternoon, Sheriff Blake knocked on the door and invited the poor orphan to visit the warm District 13.

"This is the lounge. If you want, you can come here and hang out. It's open 24 hours a day. There are all kinds of drinks and donuts."

"No, no cannabis-infused beverages. We don't serve that, not even alcohol."

Sheriff Blake secretly broke into a sweat, thinking that the kid seemed to have some prejudice against the United States, and the questions he asked were very strange and tricky.

“Why don’t we have black people here? Oh, it’s not racial discrimination, it’s a distribution problem.”

"Environmental protection? Well, let's talk about something else."

"Do you want to watch TV or play video games? As long as you finish your homework ahead of time, you can come here to play games. How about that? That's great, isn't it?"

Fortunately, everything is still under the control of Sheriff Blake.

He just thought that this child was as quirky as Jackie Chan's niece, and not as introverted as she looked.

Finally, Blake led the boy to where he usually stood.

From here you can overlook the operation of this huge base below, and feel the strong military force of District 13.

Looking at the many weapons and precision instruments.

Sheriff Black was so proud that he introduced to Yang An, "District 13 was established to confront the most powerful criminal organizations. It is impregnable and the safest base that cannot be breached."

"Oh?"

Yang An glanced sideways and looked up at the proud Sheriff Black.

He had indeed seen a lot of advanced technology, but it would be fine if Blake said this was the most advanced base.

But he said this is the safest and unbreakable base?

Phew, my family members laughed their heads off.

"But, as far as I know," Yang An asked in a simple tone, "what the world claims to be impossible or the best is just exaggeration in the end."

"For example, the Maginot Line, the safest line of defense, was breached, and the Titanic, which was impossible to sink, sank on its first voyage. It seems that nothing is impossible in this world."

Sheriff Blake had beads of sweat on his forehead. Was this kid trying to make things difficult for him, or did he have some kind of persecution complex?

Sheriff Black patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Xiao An. There are thousands of agents here. Even if there is a magnitude 9 earthquake, they will be safe. You are absolutely safe here."

"Okay then, I'm willing to believe you. You're a good person." Yang An shrugged and said innocently.

This sudden good guy card made Sheriff Blake feel a little embarrassed.

"Come on, Xiao An. I'll take you to Jackie Chan."

After Sheriff Blake sent Yang An to the antique shop, he lit a cigarette for himself in the car.

"call"

He decided.

Even if the confidentiality of District 13 is reduced in the future, he will never allow the Boy Scouts to visit District 13.

"Sir Saint, this is it. According to historical records, the lost castle of the Golden Rooster King is nearby."

On a low hill outside the city of Hong Kong.

A group of people in suits and ties arrived here in luxury Mercedes-Benz cars.

I didn't know why I thought they were some big bosses coming to inspect the development business.

In reality, they were members of a magical brotherhood who changed their identities after being swept up by England's Military Intelligence.

When they were not in a territory that belonged to them, they were not so ostentatious and continued to wear the blue and white magician robes.

Instead, they wore suits, but each of them wore rings, watches and brooches to indicate their identity.

"Golden Rooster King Qin Shi Huang, tsk."

Yang An's clone is a young Asian youth with ordinary looks, but with his temperament and luxury car, appearance is not that important.

Yang An didn't show anything on the surface, but he was secretly complaining in his heart. When did Qin Shihuang come to Hong Kong to build a city? What's the difference between this and the Koreans saying that the Sun is the former residence of their commander-in-chief.

Well, there are differences.

At least the Holy Lord of this world once ruled the entire Eurasian continent, so it doesn't seem strange that he built a city here.

Yang An casually pinched a talisman and cast the Earth Transformation Technique. Sand grains the size of a fingernail fell from the palm of his hand to the ground.

The next moment, he could sense everything within a radius of thirty kilometers and within five thousand meters underground.

Next to him, Anthony led a group of young believers who had returned after being blessed by the Son of God, waiting quietly, their eyes filled with fanatical admiration for Yang An.

Not long after, Yang An suddenly opened his eyes and showed some joy.

"found it!"

(End of this chapter)