Regardless of whether what Zhang Ziyu said was true or not, Sheriff Black was already urging Jackie Chan to rush to the big auction house.

This time, the movement made by the Holy Lord was too big, and the military had already dispatched forces, but it was still difficult to take advantage.

Sheriff Black is a man who has been exposed to spells, and he already has the answer in his heart, it must be magic to defeat magic.

The group went out, Sheriff Black's agents had been waiting at the door for a long time, and the three cars were quickly rushing towards the location of the Holy Lord, and the sound of sirens and fire sirens was heard endlessly on the road, and panicked crowds could be seen everywhere.

"It is recorded in the book that this palace of the Holy Lord should not be here, why is there his minions." Dad flipped through the book in distress, and a sharp turn in the car almost made him throw the book out.

"Oops, drive slowly, Daddy's glasses are going to fall off!" Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand to support his father and said, "Old man, don't be so nervous, Holy Lord." ”

"Holy Lord? That's the devil who ruled Asia. Daddy's voice was a little higher, but thinking that it was the powerful Zhang Ziyu, he lowered his tone again: "By the way, why do you say the Holy Lord's palace is here?" ”

"The palace is hidden in other spaces, so where the entrance is opened, at most it is just a matter of using a little more spells, I don't believe that the center of his reign would be in Xiangjiang nine hundred years ago." Zhang Ziyu's words convinced his father, and indeed according to ancient records, the ruling center of the Holy Lord should be in the northwest of the Xia Kingdom, and later it was hidden in Xiangjiang because of twists and turns.

The "boom" vehicle was moving rapidly, and suddenly a fireball the size of a human head in the sky hit them, and the driver of the vehicle spun sharply, and under the sharp turn, the fireball was avoided.

The explosion blasted a small crater in the ground, and the aftermath shook the entire car, and the winged dragon was flying towards them in the sky.

"It looks like there's no way to keep driving." Zhang Ziyu opened the car door and walked down, his father followed closely behind, his face was not very good-looking, and the cars of Jackie Chan and Blake also stopped before and after.

At this time, the sky was full of evil dragons flying like this, with scarlet eyes, spitting fire from their mouths, destroying everywhere, and hunting down those people.

The army and police have already joined the battle here, but the number of troops urgently mobilized is not large, and a large number of bullets and rockets are raining down on the evil dragon.

Bullets are difficult to penetrate the dragon's scale armor, and even rocket artillery often requires at least one or two rounds to kill a small or medium-sized dragon.

And the Holy Lord's minions and evil dragons are not only tens of thousands?

"Daddy, be careful!" The evil dragon pounced on Daddy, and the speed was extremely fast, and the bloody mouth was already open.

"Hum" Zhang Ziyu just pointed a finger, and fixed the evil dragon in place, unable to move. Everyone was shocked, but he looked at the evil dragon.

"It's ugly, but it's no wonder, it's a monster polluted with dragon blood." The dragon is not a natural creature, but something that the Holy Lord has cultivated with his own blood and dark magic, so it is no wonder that it has become his minions.

Containment Zhang Ziyu directly contained the evil dragon, looked at the agent at the front and said, "Lead the way, let's go see the Holy Lord." ”

"Good, good sir." Zhang Ziyu's skills calmed everyone, and after the agent signaled to Blake, he immediately led everyone towards the auction.

The evil dragon kept attacking, Zhang Ziyu shot directly, and the black and white ten thousand bone swords surrounded him, and the group was not disturbed too much.

When they came to the frontal battlefield, the tragedy of the battlefield made Jackie Chan gasp. The first army and police to fight have been completely destroyed by the Dragons, and the entire street is littered with broken tanks and fragments of armored vehicles.

Most of the high-rise buildings have collapsed, especially the high-rise where the auction venue is located, and it has been toppled from the bottom of the building, and a large and quaint palace has been pressed against this building.

In the square deep in the palace, a huge orange-yellow crack of tens of meters connected to the space where the Holy Lord raised evil dragons, and countless evil dragons flew out of this crack like bats in the night.

"Go ahead, take over the world, and help me bring everything." The Holy Lord held the Death Scepter in his hand, standing on a high platform, exuding an aura that belonged to him.

After many years, I finally stood in the real world again, enjoying the air of freedom. This time, no one can stop him!

He looked at the minions who were wreaking havoc, and he had his own calculations in his heart: "The power of this scepter is really powerful, but I don't know if I can go to that place again." If you can go, maybe you can change more things, or ......" The Holy Lord had the idea of greed more than once, but he also knew that the strength of that place and that boss was not weak.

With his strength alone, even if he recovers his heyday, he may not be able to rob. But if you add the power of the seven demon brothers and sisters to devour the entire world, then it may be different.

"Holy Lord, Jackie Chan is here." At this time, Varon and the others spotted Jackie Chan and them, and pointed to Jackie Chan who pointed out the probe behind the building to the Holy Lord.

"Hello" Jackie Chan waved his hand awkwardly, as if he wanted to say that he had no malicious intent. But the Holy Lord immediately waved his hand and said coldly, "Varon, kill him." ”

"Yes, Holy Lord." Wa Long jumped forward, and quickly rushed towards Jackie Chan's location with Ah Fu, Ah Fen, Zhou and Lasu around him with a group of evil dragon soldiers.

The Holy Lord and the Mafia don't have a good impression of Jackie Chan, if it weren't for Jackie Chan and Daddy, maybe he would have collected the power of the spell a long time ago.

"It's over, or we'll go first."

"Uncle Long, I can't go." The immature voice sounded, Jackie Chan's eyes twitched, and he was immediately frightened: "Xiaoyu! How are you here! Xiao Yu shrugged and said, "You know, I will always show up in time." ”

"Again." Jackie Chan was helpless, but Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Ziyu and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Long, Brother Zhang will solve it, right, Brother Zhang?" "Xiaoyu's ghost spirit spirit secretly hid in the trunk and followed, of course Zhang Ziyu knew.

However, he didn't stop it, after all, this little girl is still quite interesting.

"I'll deal with the Holy Lord, but the Evil Dragon Legion, let you deal with it yourself." Xiaoyu was stunned, but Zhang Ziyu threw the two rings, one gold and one black, to Jackie Chan and her respectively, and said, "Put on the ring and summon the things inside." ”

"Cool!" Before Jackie Chan could react, Xiaoyu instinctively put the black ring on his hand, sensing the effect of the ring, and his eyes lit up: "Come out, ninja group." In the depths of her body, the power that even Kodama herself didn't know slowly surged, pouring into the ring, and then hundreds of ninja soldiers rose from the shadows, holding katanas in their hands, standing in front of her.

She excitedly pointed her finger at the Evil Dragon Corps: "Down with them!" The shadow ninja rushed forward like a crow, fighting with those evil dragon monsters, Jackie Chan was dumbfounded, and muttered, "If her mother knows, I'll be finished." As he spoke, he hurriedly put on the ring, and then kept chanting: "Trouble, come out and help." The golden light of the Buddha's puppet ring flowed, and then one by one, the big muscular bald heads appeared with the golden light, the hands were folded, and the biceps were raised: "Amitabha." ”