Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 18 He is simply superman
But it didn't seem that strange. Lin Luo only remembered three identities of Xiaoyu: Shadow Queen, Maya Goddess, and Saint Seiya.

And it is outrageous that these forces can coexist peacefully in one person without affecting each other.
As for whether the Shadow Queen is just Tara's ridicule, and Xiaoyu herself has no supernatural sense
Oh, if anyone with a demonic tattoo on their body would have greater control over the Shadow than the Holy Lord, why would the Holy Lord go to so much trouble to steal the power of the Shadow Mask? Wouldn't it be better to just get a tattoo?

I saw a ninja rushing out from the ground and pounced on Xiaoyu, but the next moment, Jackie Chan rushed forward quickly, instantly surpassed Lasu, and then kicked the ninja into purple smoke with a flying kick.

Lin Luo put his hands in his pockets, thought of something, and couldn't help but smile.

The Holy Lord used the power of shadow to summon ninja soldiers, Jackie Chan kicked them one by one, and the shadow ninjas summoned by Xiaoyu also kicked Jackie Chan one by one.
His eyes moved slightly backwards.

He was an old man wearing a woolen sweater, holding a dried puffer fish in his hand, and the righteous energy on his body was extremely dazzling.

After just a glance, Lin Luo put his hands in his pockets, his figure faded and slowly disappeared.

He planned to give up the chicken talisman, or rather, the only thing he valued most now was the tiger talisman, which represented balance.

The Twelve Talismans are the twelve powers of the Holy Lord, but they are sealed by Lope and the powers of eleven other powerful animals, and these powers have reached a special balance.

If the tiger talisman is not included, then the other talismans can only be used as external objects. If they are forcibly integrated into the body, the Holy Lord will explode.

So, after seeing Xiaoyu and Dad with his own eyes, Lin Luo could give up all the other talismans except that one.

After all, for the Mirror God, the power of the Holy Lord's talisman is really not important. It is a kind of thing that only enhances combat power mediocrely, but will be beaten badly if given to the Holy Lord.

Moreover, the righteousness in Dad has already written the words "Cheating" on his face. Being stubborn will only lead to death.

Now that the Holy Lord is in the front, Lin Luo has to follow one principle: don't shoot, and develop quietly.

At this time, Dad also stopped chasing, looked up, and looked around suspiciously.

After finding nothing, he lowered his head and quickly walked towards the direction where the shadow fluctuations came from.

"Hey~ Why did you run so far? Do you want to tire your dad to death?"

As Dad was speaking, he suddenly noticed something, his eyes lit up, he raised his hand, hailed a taxi, and quickly headed towards his destination.

Who would walk when there is a car?
In the sky, Lin Luo noticed a shop. This shop was surrounded by strands of righteousness, and the owner did not seem to be a simple person.

I took a look at the shop sign: [Kaiqing Doll Shop]

Lin Luo thought of the conversation between Tang Chen and his father in the famous mountain and ancient temple.

"That old fellow created a mischievous Monkey King, claiming it was his pinnacle of creation. He's already shown off to us. Did he tell you about it?"

In the original drama, the Monkey King performed quite amazingly, possessing powerful abilities to control objects, and possessing strong transformation and curse abilities.

If the person who bought the Monkey King was not Jackie Chan's nephew, this man named Kaiqing would definitely not sell it.

After thinking about it, Lin Luo had no intention of provoking others for the time being.

Puppet Master is also a branch of the Mage.

In other words, whether it is fortune-telling, puppet-controlling, or feng shui formation master, there is no difference in what they initially learned from their father, it’s just that the subsequent emphasis is different.

Something came to mind.

Lin Luo slowly flew towards the castle, and his consciousness was projected to the other side.

Tang Chen is of the same generation as them. If he doesn't have to go to Dragon Country to look for Daolong, he can also come to America.

After all, the Dragon Kingdom is protected by a great wizard who has transformed into a god, and who knows whether Shaolin, Lord's Holy Academy, Wudang and others can seal the magic of the Mirror God.

Lin Luo didn't want to provoke them unless it was necessary.

The picture in my mind gradually became clearer.

It was night time in Longguo, and it was a busy city with slightly dim lights.

The people around were all wearing hoods and lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of being recognized.

Tang Chen was in the same situation. Beside him was another hooded man, and the two of them were constantly communicating for about thirty minutes.

Tang Chen said goodbye to the man. His old face was full of fatigue and his turbid eyes were full of bloodshot.

He was silent for a moment, then walked to a corner and took out a golden leaf from his bosom. He looked at the man on the leaf, who was wearing a golden-red official robe with his hands tucked into his sleeves, and asked calmly, "What's going on?"

[After you find Daolong, come to America.]

Tang Chen lowered his head and remained silent. After a long moment, his aged voice became a little hoarse: "Okay."

As he spoke, Tang Chen put the golden leaf back into his pocket and waited quietly for something, also thinking about whether it was right for him to cooperate with the evil god.

Perhaps he should have committed suicide to apologize the moment his grandson was healed by the horse spell?

But, by that time the evil god had already been released, and no one else could resist the evil god's temptation. If someone had to cooperate with the evil god, why couldn't it be me?
He can also control the harm that the evil god causes to the Dragon Kingdom.

As for other countries, he no longer cares about them.

As he thought about it, the confusion and struggle in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he reached out and grasped his pocket.

A white light lit up in his clothes, and then the bloodshot in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he felt relaxed again.

The phone rang, I picked it up and saw that the incoming call was a string of garbled characters.

This number represents the owner of this black market, and is also the person most likely to know where Daolong is.
Two hours later.

Blackhand Building, top floor.

"What? Are you saying that my three most elite men, equipped with the most advanced equipment, can't defeat an unarmed archaeologist?"

Walon's roar made Afen, Lasu and Zhou, whose faces were slightly purple, shrink their necks.

Ah Fen said stubbornly, "You can't blame us for this, Boss. You don't know. We all had shields, but there were ninjas everywhere. They were helping Jackie Chan."

Zhou: "Yes, yes, those ninjas are just like the ones in the legend. They can even walk through walls. There must be something wrong with the archaeologists."

La Su: "Also, the archaeologist wasn't unarmed. He was holding two windshield wipers."

Valon couldn't help but turn his head and asked: "You made my men fail?"

"Ninja soldiers don't betray, Valon."

The eyes of the coiled dragon statue on the wall turned scarlet, and its hoarse voice was filled with solemnity: "But they can't be blamed for what happened today. I sensed the presence of an old friend. You may need some stronger subordinates."

"Oh my god, the statue can talk."

"Old friend? Is it another statue?"

Something in Lasu's eyes completely shattered: "The statue speaks. Ninja escapes underground. Friction. Gravity acceleration. As expected, my guess was right. He is simply Superman!"

Valon also fell silent. He ignored the whispers of the three people, but took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Tru."

squeak~
The door opened, the ground shook slightly, and a huge figure wearing overalls, weighing nearly 500 pounds, slowly approached.

Afen, Lasu and Zhou turned their heads and were shocked again.

"Oh~Tru"×3.

The Holy Lord looked at Tru, pondered for a moment, and said in a more serious tone: "Take the dragon's eye, it will help you find the talisman."

As he spoke, a corner of the yellow coiled dragon statue gradually melted, forming a handheld sculpture with four dragon heads. The dragon heads looked towards the four directions of east, south, west and north, and one of the dragon heads emitted a faint red light.

The Holy Lord's voice continued.

"My old friends may not be involved, but I will get more ninjas to help your Valon."

(End of this chapter)