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

Chapter 67: Restoring the Body
Everyone stood in front of the door, as if facing a great enemy.

Because everyone knew that what they were going to face next was a real big devil, which was countless times more powerful than the demon clans they had encountered before.

Taking a deep breath, Blake walked forward with a gun in hand and pushed open the extremely heavy door.

call--

A cold air blew over, and a black demonic energy visible to the naked eye roared out.

Everyone subconsciously raised their hands to block in front of them, but they were still forced back several meters by the evil energy.

When the evil spirit dissipated, everyone looked forward and saw that the spacious room was filled with tadpole-like black spells, each of which exuded an extremely ominous atmosphere, as if it were a pagan sacrificial site.

And in the very center of all the spells, the light slowly dissipated, and a figure that looked like a young boy slowly turned his head under everyone's nervous gaze.

At this moment, looking at the scarlet evil eyes, everyone felt their breath was suffocated, as if a pair of invisible hands were tightly strangling their throats.

Shentian ignored everyone and raised his hand as if reflecting on himself, commenting, "Indeed, the body forged from these two talismans already possesses the strength of a king."

Everyone was silent, suppressed by the intimidating power emanating from Shentian, and felt a chill down their spines.

At this moment, Blake stepped forward and said sternly, "Devil, you have nowhere to escape. As the Sheriff of District 13, I am officially arresting you!"

Hearing this, Shentian turned his head with amusement, his gaze sweeping over everyone one by one, finally landing on the cane in his father's hand.

From the cane, Shentian felt an extremely powerful aura of justice, and this aura of justice gave him a particularly long-lasting feeling, as if it had been passed down from generation to generation for centuries.

"So it's the Great Master's magical weapon. I was wondering why the righteousness between heaven and earth is expanding so quickly."

Shentian suddenly realized.

He knew that his father's master was a great wizard of the previous generation, and that his father had inherited the great wizard's mantle, so it was not surprising that he possessed the great wizard's magical instruments.

However, judging from the aura of the old man, he must have just got the staff not long ago, and the strength of his aura is still one step away from that of a true great wizard.

As Shentian looked at everyone, Dad also noticed something wrong with Shentian and said solemnly: "Your aura is different from the aura of the talisman. You are not the Holy Lord!"

Shentian shrugged: "Of course I'm not the Holy Lord. I collected the Holy Lord's talismans only to help me build a temporary body for action."

Shentian said it very directly. Since Lope had never seen him, there would naturally be no records related to him in this era.

This means that even if Dad wants to seal himself, it is completely impossible, at least for now. But at the same time, given Shentian’s current state, it is also a fantasy for him to want to kill his father, who is a half-step great wizard.

After all, he was just a soul living in this body, he didn't have the magical power of the sixteen talismans, and he could only use a part of the death magic energy.

Dad obviously realized this. He clenched the hand holding the cane and then loosened it, as if hesitating whether to take action.

Shen Tian grinned and said, "Since neither of us can do anything to the other, how about we just call it a day? You killed fifteen of my clansmen, and I won't bother with you."

"Humph, Dad will never compromise with evil!" Dad said stubbornly, and then raised his cane.

"Ghosts and monsters leave quickly, monsters and ghosts leave quickly, monsters and ghosts leave quickly, monsters and ghosts leave quickly"

The aura of justice enveloped the father once again, and the righteous magic that had previously expelled the fifteen clansmen slowly emerged.

But before Dad could cast his magic.

Shentian's figure flashed and appeared in front of Blake out of thin air, with his five fingers spread out. The moment he grabbed Blake, he immediately retreated dozens of steps, keeping a distance from everyone.

"Sheriff Black!"

A police officer hurriedly tried to step forward, but Blake stopped him, saying, "Don't come over!"

Shentian sneered and applied a little force with his five fingers, causing a tiny sound of bones breaking. Shentian said, "Old man, since you are so stubborn, let's see which is faster, your magic or my hands!"

Dad stopped and was in a dilemma.

Regardless of who is faster, Dad cannot gamble other people's lives with the devil.

In addition, Dad actually knew very well that even if the righteous magic hit Shentian, this non-targeted magic would probably hardly cause effective damage.

So with a sigh, Dad put down the cane in his hand, indicating his choice.

Seeing this, Shentian threw Blake out without hesitation and said with a smile, "A wise choice."

Several police officers quickly dragged Blake back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shentian wrapped himself in the evil spirit of death, broke through the glass of the building, turned into a black stream of light, and flew towards the island country.

With a shred of willpower still left, Blake forced himself to say, "Use the satellites immediately to track his whereabouts!"

After saying this, Blake fainted.

The old man looked at the direction where Shentian left, his mind full of mixed thoughts. He then said to Xiaoyu beside him, "Xiaoyu, help me get a taxi. I need to go back and look through my ancient books."

"Okay daddy!"

Xiaoyu nodded and took out her cell phone.

This attack on the demons can only come to a temporary end like this.

.........

On the other side, Shentian sensed Huo Wen's aura and soon arrived in front of the abandoned tunnel.

Shentian picked up the dirt from the ground with his fingers and twisted it gently, saying, "So it's Bogang's family. I didn't expect that they somehow managed to survive."

There is more air remaining in the soil than on the scales. No wonder Shentian feels this air is inexplicably familiar.

Shentian remembers it very clearly.

When he first met Mara, he left a very deep impression on him.

Because the other party's behavior and way of speaking are incompatible with a demon.

At this moment, the tunnel was still filled with the aura of Huo Wen and Boxun, but Huo Wen's aura had obviously become extremely depressed, like a flickering candle that seemed like it would go out at any time.

Thinking of Huo Wen who leaned on him when he was awakened, Shen Tian couldn't help but feel angry, and pieces of green dragon scales appeared on the surface of his skin.

A mouthful of dragon flame shot out from the corner of his mouth, and Shen Tian gritted his teeth and said, "Bo Xun, you'd better have the ability to turn the world upside down, otherwise I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Immediately, Shentian stepped into the tunnel and headed towards Bogang's treasure house following the remaining demonic energy in the tunnel.

It didn't take long for Shentian to arrive at the bronze door that he had seen more than 6,000 years ago.

Through the bronze door, Shentian's perception of Huo Wen finally became a little clearer. Although it was weak, it still continued.

ps: For now, I will update twice in the next two days. I am a bit busy. I will update three times as soon as possible. Sorry!
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