In Hong Kong at night, the Pearl of the Orient still shines in the dark.

Without the heart to take a good look at Hong Kong at the end of the twentieth century, the lone Lord got off the plane and took a taxi and went straight to the direction of the palace in his memory.

……

"Kid, are you sure you want to get off here?" The driver of the taxi asked the Holy Lord in some surprise.

A blonde and blue-eyed foreign child, alone, took a taxi in the middle of the night to such a suburb where there is no village in front of the village and no store in the back...... The enthusiastic driver felt a little uneasy.

"It's okay, you can go." The Holy Lord said with a smile on Warren's face, the Heavenly Demon Dafa was cast, although there was no internal force to catalyze, but there was still a bit of bewitchment in his voice.

As soon as the Lord's feet set foot on the ground, he already felt an invisible magic echoing with his soul, as if a child who had been away from home for many years was impatiently calling for his parents.

It seems that the palace of the Holy Lord, which has been absent for thousands of years, is now close at hand!

The eyes of the Holy Lord had already been dyed with a crimson glow unconsciously, and the face was reflected in the dark night, which looked particularly terrifying.

The scarlet eyes rose a little nostalgic at this time, and his hands were slowly raised, and finally he maintained the posture of spreading outward, bowing his head and speaking softly, as if talking to himself:

"Show up, my palace!"

Hoarse, muffled voices echoed through the night, driving the formless and insubstantial magic.

The next moment, the sky shook.

Boom Boom!

In front of the Holy Lord, eight huge palaces rose from the ground in an instant, and dust flew up in a bang, covering the half of the bright moon in the sky.

The red roof of the palace, the dark yellow palace wall, the height of the mystery, do not know the west and the east, isolate the day, the eaves are hideous.

The whole palace has a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western flavors, and its main structure is built of rocks, which is particularly majestic and majestic, even if you just look up at the tall palace wall, you can't help but feel awe.

The palace of the Holy Lord has finally reappeared in the world at this time!

At this time, the father, who was far away in San Francisco's Chinatown in the United States, shivered violently in the antique store, his old goat-like beard shook sharply, and his face changed instantly: "Hey~, Jackie Chan!" I felt a sudden resurgence of evil power, and my father had a very bad premonition......"

"It should be the Black Hand organization that is doing the trick, I'm going to inform Sheriff Black and let them be more vigilant!" When Jackie Chan heard this, he got up and went out again while talking.

Syllable!

"Ahh Daddy's finger hit Jackie Chan's head, causing Jackie Chan to let out a cry of pain.

"It's useless to inform them, to use magic to defeat magic, are you trying to off Daddy?!" Daddy said sternly.

Jackie Chan tried to argue: "But Dad, District 13 is a special ......"

Syllable!

It's another brain crash.

"One more thing!" , Daddy interrupted Jackie Chan's opening: "Go to the supermarket, Daddy needs the best dried geckos and puffer fish, as well as the freshest bat droppings!" ”

Jackie Chan: (??? `)！！

……

In a cold, dark wizard's tower, a huge stone cauldron was perched above the flames, and the purple-black potion inside was bubbling and bubbling.

Next to the stone cauldron is an old man in a wizard's robe, with a rickety body, snow-white hair, and a strange magic symbol painted on his forehead.

Black Wizard, Sword Dragon.

I saw that Daolong's hand holding the short witch wand suddenly paused, and he turned his head to look in the direction of Hong Kong with an inexplicable expression, and his eyes were surprised: "This magic power...... With a sense of thousands of years of vicissitudes...... Could it be...... The palace of the Holy Lord?! ”

"Gan! Wen! High! The wand in the sword dragon's hand waved.

Three clouds of blue mist appeared out of thin air before he could finish speaking, and fell to the ground and turned into three men with blue tattoos and grim faces.

The sword dragon muttered to himself, "I need to go and take a look!" ”

……

Among the palaces of the eight demons, the palaces of the other demons were either destroyed by natural disasters or bulldozed by humans, and the palace of the Holy Lord was the only well-preserved relic.

It is not only the most powerful proof of the Holy Lord's strength, but also the last symbol of the era of demonic domination.

The huge palace is no longer hidden and revealed to the heavens and the earth, and the invisible magic contained in it is also completely revealed at this time, and it can't wait to pounce on the Holy Lord and return to the arms of the master.

"Ah, this is the pinnacle magic power of thousands of years ago, it's really nostalgic......" The comfort of the magic entering the body made the Holy Lord involuntarily narrow his eyes.

But this comfortable feeling didn't last long, after all, this magic power was just a little remnant of the Holy Lord inadvertently, and it was entrenched in this underground palace, after thousands of years of time loss.

Even if the Holy Lord had completely absorbed this magic power at this time, it only made his magic power reserve from an ordinary person to the level of an unpopular wizard, similar to Tru who had just learned magic with his father for a few years.

However, this bit of magic power is barely enough for the Holy Lord at this time, and the essence of magic confrontation has never been a competition of magic power, but a collision of knowledge accumulation between two wizards.

Magic is important, but it's not the decisive factor, just like a bazooka can blast people to scum, but flying needles are not indestructible.

The two may seem to be disproportionately powerful, but the final result is the same, which is to kill the enemy.

The earth slid down, the smoke and dust dispersed, the huge palace walls and high halls dispersed the dusty faces, and the high crescent moon streaked across the exquisite corner towers of the palace, casting a hazy yellow light on the high walls, making this palace that had been lost for thousands of years seem mysterious and quiet.

"It's a good sign that I have just returned to my palace and reaped the magic that I have left!" The Holy Lord said with a smile on his face, and then slowly walked towards his palace.

In front of him, a red lacquered gate of tens of meters was closed, with door nails embedded on it, reflecting a dull and heavy silver light, and the two handles of the gate were inlaid with two huge gold dragon heads with their eyes closed, which looked extremely noble and majestic!

With a creak, the heavy door suddenly opened, and the two gilded dragon heads at the handle also opened their eyes suddenly, as if they were welcoming the arrival of their masters.

The Holy Lord walked in without hurry, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he saw a huge dragon in a sleeping state, with a dark green head and wings on its back.

This is a group of evil dragons raised by the Holy Lord thousands of years ago, when he once ruled the world, they are fierce and violent, bloodthirsty and cruel by nature, and they have never obeyed the orders of the Holy Lord alone.

The original Lord had been sealed away for a long time, so after his resurrection, he thought about unleashing these evil dragons and letting them slaughter all of Asia.

But now the Holy Lord thought about it carefully, and found that the original body was still overconfident, and I am afraid that this group of evil dragons could only be killed one by one, and end up being caught and sliced in shabu-shabu.

The human beings in 2000 were not the ignorant species of slash-and-burn farming, but the overlord of the earth whose technology had developed to a certain extent!

Don't talk about other countries in Asia, what about the Red Flag series of ground-to-air missiles that grow flowers? Air-to-air missile Thunderbolt series, take a look?

Although the dragons are huge in size and have amazing defense, they are still flesh and blood after all, and they have no chance of winning in the face of the modern steel torrent......

The Holy Lord looked at the dragons who had slept on the ground, and finally decided to let them continue to sleep, his greatest wish now was world peace.

“……”