Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Holy Lord's Brother!

Chapter 102 Ending?

"Dark Energy Magic·Forbidden Formation!"

The Holy Lord pressed down with his five fingers, and a black nine-pointed star formation appeared under the feet of Jackie Chan and the other two.

The formation was not large, with a diameter of about twenty meters. However, when it was extended, nine black magic pillars engraved with golden inscriptions suddenly rose from the nine corners of the formation.

The magic pillar is mottled, as if it has been sealed for endless years, and is filled with a long-lasting sense of antiquity.

Each magic pillar released lightning to each other, forming a barrier that imprisoned Jackie Chan and the other two.

And not only that, Jackie Chan and the other two, who were protected by righteous energy, could sense that the righteous energy in them was being slowly sucked away by the magic pillar.

"Now, I want to see who can save you!" said the Holy Lord grimly.

He swung his arm, teleported in front of Blake, and slapped him away with a palm.

At the same time, he turned around and lashed Jackie Chan with his dragon tail. His righteous armor did not even last for a moment and shattered into pieces.

Another stomp of the foot!

The lightning on the nine magic pillars shot out, and the thunder power filled with the meaning of annihilation condensed into a giant python that reached the sky and bit Blake who was flying backwards!
This is the demon's fighting style. Dragon breath, chaos magic, ancient forbidden techniques, any one of them will lead to absolute death!
"careful!"

Seeing this, the little snake quickly swung out its whip, trying to wrap it around Blake's waist and take him away like before.

But just as she made a move, the Holy Lord activated the twelve divine powers again, and a beam of light belonging to the monkey burst out from his fingertips.

The monkey's magical power is to change the shape of objects, transforming any object or creature into other animals. If the holder does not actively release it, it will be difficult to recover.

The little snake also noticed the brilliant light coming towards her, but it was too late for her to retract her strength.

Moreover, if he withdrew his strength, Blake would be swallowed by the giant python transformed from thunder.

She knew that Blake was Jackie Chan's best friend. If Blake died, Xiaoshe couldn't imagine what would become of Jackie Chan.

Therefore, if she had to choose between herself and Blake, she would choose Blake!
Thinking of this, the little snake gritted its silver fangs, and when the whip landed on Blake's waist, it suddenly exerted force and pulled Blake back forcibly.

But before Blake could even say thank you, the transforming light fell on her and instantly turned her into a green snake.

"Little snake." Jackie Chan said dully.

From the time the Holy Lord slapped Black away with one palm, to the time the little snake was transformed into a green snake by the light of change, everything happened in a flash, and he had no time to react at all.

What's more, he was also whipped away by the Holy Lord's tail, and now he is barely standing up from the ground.

Blake, who was saved from the brink of death by the little snake, looked at the green snake that the little snake had turned into with a confused look on his face, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Look, Jackie Chan, you can't save anything at all. The so-called heroic scenes only appear in your human movies. The real reality is so cruel!" The Holy Lord walked forward sarcastically.

He admitted that as human beings, Jackie Chan and the others' strength exceeded his expectations, but wanting to seal himself based on this expectation was nothing but a pipe dream.

"No, it's not over yet. I firmly believe that evil can never defeat justice!" But at this moment, Blake clenched the sledgehammer and took a few steps forward.

The Holy Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and he casually raised his hand to easily block Blake's move.

Seeing this, Blake pulled back the hammer without hesitation and continued to attack, but unexpectedly the Holy Lord raised his foot and stomped the hammer into the ground.

The dragon claw pressed on Blake's shoulder, and the Holy Lord's eyes were full of disdain for the inferior creatures. He said with disgust: "What a pathetic ant!" After the Holy Lord finished speaking, he pressed his palm down, and a series of shattering sounds were heard.

Blake's figure was pressed into mud by Jackie Chan's palms in front of Jackie Chan's astonished gaze.

As a result, Jackie Chan was the only one left among the four people, and all this happened in just half an hour from the time the Holy Lord was resurrected to now.

Jackie Chan looked up in confusion.

Looking at the scarlet sky and the hellish creatures in the sky that were wantonly destroying the city, an uncontrollable feeling of despair arose from my heart.

Is human power really as insignificant as sand in front of the devil?
Jackie Chan lowered his head and stared at his bloody palms, falling into deep thought.

The Holy Lord came in front of Jackie Chan, and the red dragon scales gradually lost their temperature. With a wave of his hand, he also dispersed the forbidden formation formed by the nine magic pillars.

"Let me see you off for the last time!" The Holy Lord stretched out his hand and placed it on Jackie Chan's forehead. The dragon flame filled with destructive intent slowly gathered under his palm.

At this moment, Jackie Chan was half-kneeling on the ground, and the armor of righteousness on his body was almost completely shattered, and some of the armor fragments even penetrated deeply into his skin.

So even if he wanted to resist, his physical weakness told him that he had reached his limit.

So, Jackie Chan closed his eyes and let the blazing flames slowly burn his body.
Whoohoo! !

The flames leaped and rose in the Holy Lord's palm for a few breaths, leaving only a ball of ash on the ground.

Looking at the pile of ashes, the Holy Lord gazed into the distance, looking at the virtual image of the god. From within the virtual image, terrible collision sounds continued to be heard.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lu Zu's shadow was no longer as real as it had been at the beginning.

And when he looked at his father and Qing Cang standing at the feet of Lu Zuxu's statue, he could clearly see their pale and bloodless faces.

Obviously, forcing Lu Zuxu to hold on for such a long time also consumed a lot of their strength, and it might even have shortened their lifespan to a certain extent.

"Let me, the king, end it all!"

The Holy Lord looked around the room, then flew into the air with a stomp of his feet, clasped his hands together, and an obscure spell came out of his mouth.

"Maakoadsadara, Maakoadsadara, Maakoadsadara."

As the devilish sound from the chaotic period slowly fell, the devilish energy in the Saint's body slowly condensed into a dark chain behind him.

This chain is particularly huge, extending from nothingness, and it is completely impossible to see where the source of the chain comes from.

In addition, each link of the chain is clearly engraved with inscriptions and spells, exuding an extremely strange aura.

The moment this chain takes shape!
It was such a decadent and strange feeling, as if an invisible giant hand quietly grasped the hearts of everyone within a radius of a hundred miles!
"Is this the devil?" Feeling the natural changes between heaven and earth, the old man turned his head in disbelief and stared at the chains behind the Holy Lord.

Qing Cang also said bitterly: "It seems that we have lost after all."

The next second, only a few cold words were heard, and the chain that seemed to be able to penetrate the sky and the earth appeared in the terrified gaze of countless people.

He fiercely stabbed into the chest of the virtual statue of Lu Zu, nailing the entire virtual statue of the god to the ground!
"Chaos Forbidden Technique: Godfall!"

(End of this chapter)