Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

The black gas was like sticky ink, flowing and surging wantonly. It was darker and deeper than the black gas emitted by the black gas wizard, like an endless black hole, swallowing up the surrounding light.

But even so, the black gas lingering around the body did not seem eerie or terrifying. Instead, it had a majestic atmosphere, as if an emperor was traveling with a majestic procession.

The black energy emitted by the black wizard, in comparison, seemed somewhat gloomy and dark, like the complexion of a sick person, revealing a listless state.

Then, Jiang Shi Nian's dragon claws scratched across his palm, but the expected scene of skin breaking did not occur. The hard dragon scales were like armor and did not move at all.

He was slightly annoyed, so he increased his strength and paddled again, but still to no avail. It was like an ant trying to shake a tree, a futile effort.

This predicament left him speechless, and he muttered to himself: How do the Saints usually force out their essence and blood?

Moreover, does the Holy Lord have essence and blood?

If you concentrate for a moment and feel it, the pure and powerful force in your body that flows like boiling magma should be the essence and blood, right?

Jiang Shi Nian thought for a moment, then immediately used the power of the bull talisman.

There was a flash of light, as if a golden armor possessed his body, tightly covering a nail on a finger of one of his claws.

With a slight "chi" sound, as if a sharp blade were breaking through silk, his flesh and blood were instantly pierced.

Just when he was trying to force out a little of the mysterious power in his body, something unexpected happened. Within a second, the pierced flesh and blood healed rapidly, as if time had gone back, and it was as good as new, leaving him with a look of shock.

"..." Jiang Shi Nian was speechless and choked with helplessness.

"As expected of you, Lord Devil." The dark wizard beside him was full of admiration, as if he was witnessing a miracle.

Jiang Shi Nian glanced at him, not quite sure whether it was a compliment or sarcasm, and secretly complained in his heart.

Shaking his head, he forced himself to focus.

With a "chi" sound, he resolutely pierced his own palm again. This time he was well prepared. He deliberately slowed down the power of the horse talisman to repair himself, as if grabbing the reins of a wild horse and firmly controlling the rhythm.

His face was grim, veins on his forehead were slightly bulging, and he tried his best to force out his blood. The blood shone like a ruby ​​and floated in the air.

He was seen controlling the black gas that he had carefully prepared and slowly blending it with the essence and blood, just like the blending of ink and water, indistinguishable from each other.

Then, he raised his hand and slowly pushed towards the Yingquan that was emitting clear mist not far away.

Chapter 128 Taking Away the Twelve Golden Palaces

"Buzz!" A buzzing sound that shook the earth and heaven sounded, and the light was like the rising sun, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

At the same time, Jiang Shi Nian seemed to have a telepathic connection with Ying Quan and could clearly feel a secret connection between himself and Ying Quan, as if their souls were connected and their minds were connected.

With a thought, Jiang Shi Nian displayed his great magical power and sent Ying Quan directly into his personal space as if he were a thing in his pocket.

"First, take away the Twelve Golden Palaces and don't give the protagonists any chance to take advantage of us. As for how to defeat the twelve ancient star beasts, we'll talk about it later."

Jiang Shi Nian was secretly calculating in his heart, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Shi Nian looked at the black wizard and said, "I will send you to a place. Don't struggle."

After saying that, Jiang Shinian waved his hand as if brushing away dust, and took in the black wizard who was nodding his head like pounding garlic.

This mountain was like an ancient giant beast, suppressing the Dark Shadow Kingdom tightly. Jiang Shinian was unable to use the Dark Shadow Kingdom's power as he wished. In desperation, he had to use the power of the Chicken Talisman and the Rabbit Talisman again. His figure was like a ghost, escaping quickly out of the mountain.

"It's finally over." Jiang Shinian let out a long sigh, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little. He looked into the distance, with a hint of expectation and determination in his eyes, as if the road ahead was long and full of thorns, but it would not stop his conquest.

Jiang Shi Nian's figure slowly stepped out from the quiet depths of the mountains. The mountain breeze was like a pair of invisible hands, wantonly ruffling his black robe, making a loud sound as if playing a mysterious farewell song.

He raised his head slightly, and looked with his deep eyes at the majestic mountains behind him. The continuous peaks were like the backbone of the earth, reaching into the sky, and showing their grandeur and heroism under the pouring sunlight.

The rocks are exposed, showing a cold gray-brown color, and the patterns are like history books engraved over the years. The cliffs are thousands of feet high and the rocks are rugged, as if ancient giant beasts are lurking among them, revealing a sense of wildness and mystery.

Such a magnificent scenery should have been in his pocket, kept in his private secret place, to be enjoyed and appreciated at his leisure.

But at this moment, Jiang Shinian shook his head helplessly, his heart full of regrets that could not be expressed in words.

"It's so thick and big, it won't fit in my space, so I'll put it here for now."

The tone was three parts regretful and seven parts carefree, and he acted boldly and decisively.

Since it has been determined that it cannot be taken away, then let it go decisively without any dragging hands, just like shaking off a fallen leaf from your shoulders without the slightest attachment.

Without looking back, Jiang Shi Nian walked quickly along the winding path that looked like a giant python lying quietly.

The soil and rocks under my feet were soft, and I could occasionally crush a dry leaf.

The sound of "click" echoed throughout the quiet forest.

As he moved his feet, the pressure exerted by the mountain gradually dissipated like the receding tide.

Once you are completely away from this mysterious area, the surrounding magnetic field seems to be reset by a pair of soft and skillful hands, becoming smooth and gentle.

Jiang Shi Nian keenly sensed that at this moment he could finally use the mysterious power of the Shadow Kingdom with ease.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his mind was like a nimble flying bird, breaking out of his body and extending rapidly along the secret silk thread.

In an instant, the consciousness seemed to pass through the endless void and accurately attached to the eyes of the shadow ninja. Through the dark vision, it locked onto Walon, who was leisurely and contented on a luxurious cruise ship, basking in the sun like a free and easy traveler in the world.

"Huh, you really have time to spare."

Jiang Shi Nian's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a meaningful sneer, and he murmured softly, as if a ghost whispering in the dark night.

The mark that was carefully planted on Valon has now become an invisible but tenacious tracking thread.

No matter where this cunning man hides in the ends of the earth or in the alleys of a busy city, he can appear in an instant, like a god descending to the earth, seeing through everything.

"We share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart!"

Jiang Shinian opened his lips slightly and hummed softly. At this moment, the sky was as blue as a gem, without a trace of moonlight. However, the eagerness to "see" Walon was like a surging tide. He might as well regard it as the moonlight that stimulated his magical powers.

As soon as the word fell, the light around his body was like blooming fireworks, dazzling and dazzling. His entire dragon body was wrapped with a fierce wind, like a sharp arrow that cuts through time and space.

He disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only circles of ripples in the air, as if telling of his departure.

……

A vast sea area that is beyond the jurisdiction of any country. The clear blue water is like liquid sapphire, sparkling and glittering in the sunlight, like gold scattered by a goddess.

The cruise ship of Wallon is quietly anchored here, like a fairy palace on the sea, full of luxury and extravagance.

Next to the cruise ship's swimming pool, Valon lay comfortably on a soft beach chair, his eyes covered with dark sunglasses, a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, as if all the troubles of the world were blocked out by these sunglasses.

Surrounded by several beautiful women with graceful figures and pretty faces, he was laughing and playing, hugging them left and right, looking so happy, as if he was a playboy who had strayed into the land of pleasure and was so intoxicated that he didn't know the way home.

"Shh!"

Without any warning, a long and narrow shadow suddenly fell on him like an assassin attacking in the dark night, instantly dissipating the warmth around his body, as if a bucket of ice water was poured over his head, and the chill penetrated into his bones.

"Who is it?" Valon muttered unhappily. His eyes, which had been narrowed in enjoying the quietness, suddenly opened, his brows furrowed, his face full of impatience, like a lazy man whose sweet dream was disturbed.

The beauties around him overreacted, as if they had seen a ferocious beast. They let out shrill screams, their faces turned pale, and they huddled together in panic, like dead leaves trembling in the wind.

"Ah--" Screams came one after another, breaking the tranquility above the cruise ship, as if sharp arrows piercing the eardrums.

"Walon." A hoarse and low soul-calling bell sounded faintly, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, revealing an irresistible deterrent, like the stern rebuke of a ferryman of the Styx.

Valon's heart trembled. The voice sounded strangely familiar, like the echo of a long-lost nightmare.

He subconsciously raised his hand to take off his sunglasses. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes widened, his eyeballs almost popped out of his eye sockets, his face turned pale as paper, and he stammered: "Holy...Holy Lord...you are back..."

As he said this, he smiled awkwardly, turned around and sternly rebuked the people around him: "Stop shouting! This is the Holy Lord!"

Several women were stunned by the scolding. Their screams stopped abruptly and they trembled in silence, like delicate flowers hit by frost.

After stopping the shouting, Valon rubbed his hands and turned back with a flattering look on his face: "I heard the news at that time that you and Jackie Chan had a big fight, it was so powerful."

At this point, he paused, stole a glance at Jiang Shi Nian's expression, and seeing nothing unusual, he continued, "But... I heard that you later let Jackie Chan and the others go, and then left. I thought you would come directly to find me, but I didn't expect you to disappear."

Jiang Shi Nian's scarlet eyes were like two burning flames. He glanced at him coldly, and that look was like a materialized blade that cut Valon's body into a chill. His smile became more and more stiff, and his head lowered unconsciously, as if a minister who had made a mistake was facing the emperor's majesty.

Chapter 129: Valon: Holy Lord, you are not dead?

"Is this your boat?"

Jiang Shi Nian asked in a hoarse and low voice. His voice sounded like the sound of an old bellows, with a slightly frosted texture, or like the cry of a night owl, eerie and terrifying.

"Yes, everyone on this ship is mine, and all my belongings are here."

Valon responded tremblingly, but just as he finished speaking, he was surprised to find that the shadows around him had dissipated. He looked up subconsciously, and found that the figure of the Holy Lord had disappeared, like a ghost walking at night, with no trace at all.

"Holy...Holy Lord?" Walon looked around frantically, but could not find any trace of Jiang Shinian. He was filled with anxiety. He turned to look at a woman beside him with inquiring eyes, but the woman seemed to be frozen, her eyes did not move at all.

"You, say something! What's wrong with you?" Walon was full of doubts and reached out to push the woman.

Suddenly, something strange happened. The woman's body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force. Her flesh and blood instantly exploded from her body and torn into countless pieces.

The skin seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. It twisted and deformed, and it rushed towards Walon madly, roaring and opening its bloody mouth as if it wanted to eat him alive, as if the evil spirit from the Avici Hell had appeared in the world.

"Oh shit!" Waron was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he fell heavily off the beach chair. He used his hands and feet to frantically move backwards, looking extremely miserable, like a dog that had lost its home.

"Swish"

It was as if time had been paused and everything around him froze in an instant. Only Valon collapsed to the ground, still in shock, gasping for breath, sweat pouring down his face, soaking his clothes, like a down-and-out traveler in a rainstorm.

"Waron." Jiang Shinian's voice was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the world.

"Ah!" Walon screamed again in fright. Looking up, Jiang Shi Nian's figure seemed to have turned into the entire sky, covering the sky and blocking the sun. He appeared in the sky, and a sense of oppression came over him, as if doomsday had come.

"This is a dream, stop screaming." Seeing Walon screaming, his voice becoming more and more sharp and piercing, Jiang Shinian frowned impatiently and scolded him, as if a strict teacher was admonishing a naughty student.

"...Dream?" Walon was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly.

"Yes, in this dream, you can imagine anything you want."

Jiang Shi Nian looked down from a high place, his eyes were larger than the towering mountains, and bloody light poured down, dyeing everything around him a glaring blood color, as if the Avici Hell had appeared in the world, and all living beings were suffering.

"In reality, I have used the hidden power of the snake charm to prevent your satellites or some unpredictable technology from detecting my presence. If a large army comes, I can run away, but what about you and all your belongings?"

Jiang Shi Nian's tone was calm, but every word he said was like a heavy hammer, striking Walon's heart, as if it were a judgment of fate.

As soon as Jiang Shinian finished speaking, the ship suddenly shook, as if it was pulled up by an invisible force and slowly left the sea.

Then, the entire ship burst into brilliant golden light, the light was dazzling, as if it was cast and reshaped by gold. In a moment, it turned into a luxurious golden ship shining with golden light, as if a miracle had occurred.

"..." Walon was dumbfounded and stood there in a daze, like a wooden sculpture.

"Now tell your men not to panic when facing me. I will remain invisible. Do you understand?"

Jiang Shi Nian ordered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Valon felt dizzy, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, and the feeling of weightlessness came over him instantly.