The Holy Lord stood up abruptly and knocked Jackie Chan to the ground, spitting green viscous liquid on the plate, and the huge insect crawled onto Jackie Chan's body, squirming constantly.

Spell Lan looked at Jackie Chan, who clumsily threw the worms on his body aside, and said dissatisfiedly: "Holy Lord, why do you leave them behind, these guys are a scourge, you can't let them live!" ”

Jackie Chan heard this and hurriedly lay on the ground and trembled, his memory at this time only had the memory of being a servant of the holy master, so naturally he would not resist, but would only beg for mercy in this way.

The Holy Lord frowned dissatisfiedly at the question of the curse blue, at this time he had the power of eight spells, but he was not the weak person who was slaughtered by them before, but at this time, he had to face the other six demons, as the most human-like demon, he naturally would not do such a stupid thing that would hurt both sides.

The Holy Lord glanced at the embarrassed Jackie Chan, looked at his cowardly appearance, felt great satisfaction in his heart, despised him a lot, and said nonchalantly: "They don't have any memory, I also forbade magic, they don't want to turn over for the rest of their lives, and don't you think that raising the enemy under your nose can not only torture him, but also spy on him, killing two birds with one stone!" ”

Curse Blue disagrees with the evil taste of the Holy Lord, but Jackie Chan can indeed only survive in their shadow as he is now, and the top priority is the new King of Shadows.

The Holy Lord thought of the dead Howling Wind, hesitated for so many years of torture, he had no feelings for these brothers and sisters, if there was a chance to devour them, the Holy Lord would definitely not hesitate, and would definitely let them completely disperse.

Although he didn't like it, but the surface work still had to be done, the Holy Lord forcibly squeezed out a few tears, which fell to the ground and corroded a small hole, and said angrily: "Why is the Lord of Shadows here, I remember that I wrote in the history books of the years that in addition to our demons, other creatures that can threaten us I wrote to make them disappear, why is Howling Wind still killed?" ”

The phantom of the curse blue gradually solidified, and said heavily: "Last time when we went to revise the history book of the years, I felt a riot in the shadow world, but since our goal is the history book of the years, I didn't care, and I didn't tell you, now it seems that the appearance of the shadow world should be related to the previous riot!" ”

"In that case, let's go and kill him!"

It was Zhongsu who spoke as angry as thunder, and he didn't like to play tricks with thunder power, and in his eyes only the weak needed schemes.

Ximu pursed his lips when he heard Zhongsu's opinion, and retorted: "My servant told me that that guy directly tortured and killed Xiaofeng head-on, and there are nearly 10,000 black shadow armies, 10,000 immortal soldiers, how to kill him, Zhongsu, you are really getting more and more stupid now!" ”

"Ximu, you sarcastically mock me again, you wait for me, I'll kill you now!"

The phantom of Zhongsu dissipated, and Ximu laughed, but it didn't take long for Ximu to dissipate in a cry of pain.

"Stop making trouble!"

With Bazaar's roar, Nishiki and Chusu also returned.

"Howling Wind is our brother, this Lord of Shadows dares to kill our brother is to challenge our majesty, everyone gathers and deploys, attacks Howling Wind City, and obliterates the Lord of Shadows!"

Although Di Kui's IQ is not high, he also agrees with Bazaar's opinion, and the other demons have no objections, as for the Holy Lord seeing that the other demons agree, he can't pick and choose.

The whole world, the seven demon-ruled regions, a huge war machine slowly kicks in.

All demon-ruled creatures were conscripted as soldiers, especially the large number of humans with strong reproductive abilities, who were used as cannon fodder by the demons, and a large number of demonic legions advanced towards Howling Wind City.

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Flying at high speed in the endless wilderness, with the blessing of the rabbit charm, it took less than an hour to arrive at the ancient palace of Australia, which is the storage place of the history books of the years.

Xu Le slowly descended from the air, and a large number of dark shadow warriors appeared, but after seeing Xu Le, they all knelt down to show their obedience.

The birth of the Dark Shadow Warrior was the same era as the demons, or even earlier, so the Holy Lord simply erased all the creatures that had the ability to threaten him from the history books of the years, leaving only the reign of eight demons.

Only those who have understood the power of the history books of the years can feel the terrifying power, and there is a price to pay for using this power, although the Holy Lord does not know the specific price to pay, but their natural intuition restrains them from using the history books of the years, and even this use is because they are forced to a dead end.

It's just that there are no obvious side effects now, which causes him to relax his vigilance, but the appearance of the King of Shadows surprised him, and the omnipotent image of the history books of the years has faded a lot in his eyes.

The quaint palace stands quietly on the plain, and a book related to the core of the world is placed in this ordinary palace, what absurdity, what child's play.

But such a child's play really happened in the world of Jackie Chan Adventures, and except for the demons who were driven to a dead end, no living creature thought of this.

Even if it is an ant, as long as it comes here to write its own invincible history, it can be overwhelmed, but no one has arrived, it is not the obstruction of the Black Shadow Warrior, it seems that everyone has become Wei Guangzheng, and will not think of this treasure.

Xu Le followed this group of dark shadow warriors guarding the palace, ignored all kinds of mechanisms, came to the deepest part, and saw the history books of the years placed in the center.

The history books are not much different from other books in appearance, but they are extremely large, two meters high and eight meters wide, with heavy pages spread out, and in a rough calculation, these pages are millions of pages, at least millions of pages, recording the history of the whole world from the beginning of its existence.

The gilt gold text is flowing with divine light, and more words appear on the blank page, Xu Le fixed his eyes and saw that it was the death of the howling wind and the appearance of the King of Shadows, but the identity of the King of Shadows was not written, it seemed that Xu Le's concealment was successful, although the history books of the years had the ability to change all things, he was just a recorder, and he would only record everything that happened, not change things.

Xu Le slowly approached the history books of the years and prepared to change everything back to the way it was, after all, the value of the ancient era was not great, after all, there are still many things to deal with in the modern world, and there are still memories of my father that need to be corrected.

"Finally found you!"

A deep male voice sounded in the empty palace, Xu Le's face changed greatly, and at the same time, the scenery around him began to reverse, and the space was blocked......