Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

The old man paused, his eyes full of doubt. He didn't expect the young Xuanwu to be able to join in the conversation, after all, it was young and ignorant.

The knowledge reserve is almost blank.

Perhaps I only had a vague idea of ​​the meaning of "coming out of the world", but I didn't expect that I would actually give a response.

This made Dad fall into deep thought, like a chess player who was stuck in a maze and was trying hard to think of a way to break the game.

"When a sacred beast is born, there must be guidance."

This sentence from Ye Ji flashed through the old man's mind. He was a great wizard with profound attainments.

Wisdom flows like a spring and thoughts turn rapidly, like a precise and efficient thinking machine.

"Because he was born, so he was born? Could it be that Xuanwu showed up because the Holy Lord was born?"

"Little turtle, do you know how to deal with demons?"

Dad kept asking, his eyes full of expectation, as if he was expecting Xuanwu to give an answer that would turn the tide.

Xuanwu was stunned and felt troubled. His master was a devil. How could he deal with him?

This is absolutely not allowed.

It chewed the food, which made a "crunching" sound in its mouth, and its eyes rolled around.

It's as if a clever ghost is planning a "ghost idea".

An idea suddenly occurred to it, and it said loudly: "In some other places, there are very... very good things."

In fact, it is pure fabrication, just to coax people to go somewhere else to seek novelties. It can not only hinder others, but also hope that they will bring back exotic delicacies.

When it was in the deep sea, it often heard travelers on the ship talk about delicious food from all over the world, and its appetite had been aroused. When this idea came to its mind, it felt that its idea was wonderful.

"Something good?"

When Dad heard this, his imagination ran wild and all kinds of speculations came to his mind, as if he had opened a door to an unknown world of treasures. All kinds of mysterious treasures appeared in his mind.

However, the subsequent matters were complicated, like a surging tide, and there was no way to escape. The plan to find "good things" has been shelved until now, just like a bright star temporarily obscured by dark clouds and dimmed.

"Found it! Xuanwu said there are things worth looking for somewhere else, this should be it."

Dad pointed to a page in the magic book that Xiaoyu handed over. There was a picture of a suit of armor engraved on it, and the armor had an ancient, cold and hard luster.

The mysterious patterns appear and disappear, like runes carved by ancient gods themselves, seemingly hiding endless power.

Under the dim light, it looks even more mysterious, as if quietly telling the legendary stories of the glorious past.

"God's armor?"

Jackie Chan took a closer look, a puzzled look on his face. This armor was like a twin brother of the one he had just taken off.

They seem to be relics from the same ancient and glorious era, like twin messengers traveling through time and space, bringing with them the mysterious atmosphere of the distant past, making people want to find out more.

"After the eight gods sealed the demons into hell, they disappeared, but they also left behind treasures, one of which was the armor. Blake only found one, and the other seven are scattered all over the place. We have to collect them all to fight the demons."

My father spoke eloquently and incessantly, like a bard telling a legendary epic.

The story recounts that forgotten period of history, with every word filled with passion and expectation, as if gathering all the armor pieces could restore the world's peaceful order.

"In addition to the armor, there seem to be other good things, but the most urgent thing is..."

Dad raised his head and looked at Jackie Chan with scorching eyes, like two burning flames.

"Go find your sheriff friend and ask him to go to other countries to look for clues about the armor!"

After that, he took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and continued, "Dad saw a rare thing while flipping through a book. It might be very useful."

"What's that, Dad?"

Xiaoyu tilted her head back, stood on tiptoe, her face full of curiosity, like a child eager to open a mysterious gift, her eyes full of yearning and longing for the unknown.

"Oh, Xiaoyu, it's a bracelet, full of mystery."

Dad put down the teacup and gestured the size of the bracelet with his hands. His eyes were full of mystery, as if the bracelet was right in front of him, emitting an elusive halo.

"A bracelet? Can it help us defeat the devil?"

Xiaoyu tilted her head, her eyes full of confusion, like a curious kitten exploring something mysterious, she looked cute and serious.

"Dad doesn't know yet."

Dad shook his head, frowning slightly.

"We won't know until Jackie Chan gets it back."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup and took another sip, then glared at Jackie Chan and yelled, "What are you still wasting time for? Go find that bald sheriff!"

The tone was firm, like a military order that could not be disobeyed, urging Jackie Chan to embark on the journey immediately to explore the mysterious clues that concern the safety of the world.

......

"boom!"

A loud bang, like the thunder of the Waking of Insects, instantly broke the eternal silence of the ancient mountains. A war that was so shocking and worthy of being recorded in the history books, broke out vigorously among the green shadows of the green mountains.

For a moment, flames shot up into the sky, and the blazing flames seemed like a surging, vast and boundless ocean, roaring and rushing wildly as if swallowing up the sky and the earth. The scorching heat made the surrounding air sizzle, as if it wanted to melt the entire world in an endless sea of ​​fire.

In the center of the sea of ​​fire, a mysterious mist was desperately resisting the invasion of flames.

It was like a lonely guardian, gathering all its strength and trying to spread outward. Layers of mist surged like waves, trying to block the surging and all-pervasive spread of the golden flame.

In the mist, lightning and thunder flashed, silver snakes danced wildly, and purple lightning roared, as if the end of the world was coming.

Chapter 125 Mysterious Woman

Then, strange objects that exuded an ancient atmosphere and seemed to contain endless mysterious power slowly emerged from the depths of the mist.

These objects are surrounded by ancient and obscure lines, flickering with faint light, but are instantly covered with cracks. The fine cracks are like the ruthless marks of time. After a few crisp "clicks", they are peeling off layer by layer like withered petals.

Eventually it broke into countless pieces and dissipated into the void.

If you perceive them carefully, these objects do not seem to be solid entities. Instead, they seem to be strange forms condensed from mist with pure energy, exuding a sense of ethereality and illusion.

On the other hand, the golden flames’ attack was getting stronger and stronger, like a raging tide, unstoppable.

The mist was defeated under such a fierce attack and could only curl up helplessly, trying its best to protect a slender and fragile figure in it - it was a woman.

She was dressed in plain clothes, and in the light of the fire, her face was pure and beautiful, but her eyes showed determination and perseverance, like the brightest cold star in the night sky.

"Kill!" Jiang Shi Nian's eyes suddenly revealed a sinister look, and he shouted loudly, as if it were the roar of an ancient ferocious beast. A blood-red light suddenly burst out from his eyes, like two materialized blood blades, cutting through the void.

Since he could no longer communicate with this woman, and verbal communication was futile, the only thing left in his mind was to kill her! The killing intent was like a surging river, endless, and like a surging tide, rushing and roaring.

As his mind moved slightly, a strange thing happened. From the depths of the golden flames, a very deep black color slowly emerged, like a black hole that could swallow everything.

This black color is hidden under the bright golden flames, just like a peerless ferocious beast lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move. If it doesn't move, it will be fine. But if it moves, it will swallow up the sky and the earth.

"Swish"

A giant sharp blade formed by flames quickly gathered in mid-air.

This sharp blade seemed to have a spirit, absorbing the majestic power of heaven and earth around it. Runes flickered and flowed all over its body, and the terrifying pressure spread like ripples, causing the surrounding space to have visible distorted ripples.

Within the mist, lights crisscrossed and runes flashed with mysterious light, as if ancient gods were whispering, or nurturing and evolving the most terrifying and mysterious existence in the world. Endless mysteries were revealed in the darkness.

With a loud bang that shook the earth, the golden blade slashed down with a force of tremendous force, just like a giant sword that split the sky, and fiercely chopped on the mist.

In an instant, it was as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart, the world was turned upside down, the mist was torn apart by the sharp blade, and the runes gushed out like boiling magma, trying their best to resist this fatal blow.

The runes were too complex and vast, layer upon layer, densely packed, but the woman did not retreat at all. She was like a towering peak rooted in the earth, determined to withstand this devastating blow.

The two collided, and the air waves hit in all directions like a tsunami. Wherever it went, sand and rocks flew everywhere. Even the towering and immortal mountain was shaken to the point of being on the verge of collapse. Cracks were shaken onto the surface, and debris fell down like a rain of stones.

Jiang Shi Nian's body was surrounded by golden light, and thousands of golden flames were shot out like divine arrows, covering the mist from behind.

"chi"

The void was instantly filled with golden flames. The flames intertwined and entangled, gathering into a raging sea of ​​fire, which turned into a dazzling divine light that poured down like a river in the sky flowing backwards.

Under such a fierce attack, the mist became thinner and thinner, like the mist in the early morning dispersed by the sunlight, vaguely revealing the woman's pure and beautiful figure that was not tainted by the world of this world.

"boom!"

With the last deafening bang, the whole mountain shook violently as if it had suffered a fatal blow.

The woman flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, her figure light but a little embarrassed. She fell heavily in the grass not far away, splashing a cloud of dust.

Jiang Shi Nian landed slowly on the ground, retracted the flames around his body, and walked steadily towards the woman with his black robe fluttering in the wind.

At this moment, the world seemed to have pressed the mute button. There was only deathly silence, without any roaring sound from the avenue. The once noisy cave returned to its deep tranquility, as if time had stood still.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Shi Nian was looking down from above, his eyes fixed on the fallen woman.

She suffered such a severe blow but still couldn't hide her extraordinary temperament. Although her white dress was stained with dust, it was still elegant and refined, like a pure lotus blooming in the mud. It was quite rare.

The woman seemed to have lost her voice and did not respond, like a fairy whose voice had been sealed.

Then, her body began to glow, a soft and holy light, like the light shed by a god. Her figure gradually became illusory and transparent, and she stood out in the darkness around her, as if she was about to ascend to heaven and become otherworldly.

The faint light gradually grew stronger, and the woman's figure floated in the air, becoming more and more ethereal and vague, as if she wanted to merge into the light and become one with it.

There was a gleam of wisdom between her brows, as if she had a divine eye that could see through everything. Her figure was slender and graceful, and her every move was elegant and graceful. A divine aura flowed around her, exuding an otherworldly and holy aura in this world of mortals, as if she was a banished immortal who had strayed into the mortal world.

Jiang Shi Nian originally thought that she would disappear, but the woman suddenly spoke, breaking the silence: "Why bother?"

The voice is gentle and ethereal, like the sound of immortals lingering in the air, crisp and pleasant, yet revealing an endless sense of ethereality, touching the heart.

Her face is extremely beautiful, her skin is translucent and glowing, like fine jade, her clothes dance lightly in the wind, as if she is about to fly away and ascend to heaven in the next moment, her agile and detached demeanor is fully revealed, as if she has transcended the constraints of this world.

"Who are you?" Jiang Shinian frowned, the scarlet flames in his eyes looked even more eerie and strange in the darkness, like a ghost fire from the Nine Nether Hell, exuding a chilling coldness.

"We will meet again one day." As soon as the woman's ethereal voice fell, Jiang Shi Nian had lost his patience and didn't want to continue to pester her.

In his mind, this woman was like a fog at this moment, blocking his way forward, which could only be broken through with force.

"boom!"

A ball of golden flames with black threads slammed towards the woman. The power increased dramatically and the temperature was terrifying, like a small sun exploding.

There was a sudden flash of light, and the woman seemed threatened, no longer as calm as before. Jiang Shinian vaguely caught her scream.

When the flames died down and the light faded away, the woman had disappeared, as if she had woken up from a dream, leaving no trace.

"Humph!"