I Have a Monster Farm

Chapter 599 The Holy Lord's Evil Dragon Group

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

This time, the movement made by the Holy Lord was really too big. The military has already dispatched its strength, but it is still difficult to take advantage of it.

Sergeant Black is a person who has been exposed to the spell, and he already has the answer in his heart, it must be magic to defeat magic.

A group of people went out, and Sergeant Blake's agents had been waiting at the door for a long time, and the three cars rushed towards the location of the Holy Lord. The sound of police sirens and fire sirens could be heard on the road, and panic could be seen everywhere. crowd.

"It is recorded in the book that the Holy Lord's palace should not be here. Why did his minions appear?"

The old man was flipping through the book in distress, and the car made a sharp turn and almost made him throw the book out.

"Oh, drive slowly, Dad's glasses are about to fall off!"

Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand to support his father, and said, "Old man, don't be so nervous, it's just the Holy Master."

"It's just the Holy Lord? That's the demon who once ruled Asia."

The father's voice was a little higher, but thinking that it was the powerful Zhang Ziyu, he lowered his voice again: "By the way, why do you think the palace of the Holy Lord appears here?"

"The palace is hidden in other spaces, so where to open the entrance is at most a matter of using a little more magic. I don't believe that his ruling center would be in Xiangjiang nine hundred years ago."

Zhang Ziyu's words convinced the old man that according to the ancient records, the center of the Holy Lord's rule should be in the central and northwest part of the Xia Kingdom, and it was because of twists and turns that he hid in Xiangjiang.

"Boom"

The vehicle was driving rapidly, and suddenly a fireball the size of a human head hit them in the sky. The driver of the vehicle spun around sharply and avoided the fireball after making a sharp turn.

The explosion blew out a small crater on the ground, and the aftermath shook the whole car. A dragon with wings in the sky was flying towards them.

"It seems that there is no way to continue driving."

Zhang Ziyu opened the door of the car and got out, followed by his father, his face was not very good-looking, Jackie Chan's and Black's cars also stopped.

In the sky at this time, there are such flying dragons everywhere, with scarlet eyes, spitting fire, destroying everywhere, and chasing and killing those people.

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

It is difficult for bullets to penetrate the dragon's scales, and even a rocket launcher usually needs at least one or two shots to kill a small or medium-sized dragon.

And there are more than tens of thousands of dragons and minions of the Holy Lord?

"Papa be careful!"

The evil dragon rushed towards the old man, the speed was extremely fast, and the bloody mouth was already opened.

"hum"

Zhang Ziyu fixed the dragon in place with just a few fingers, unable to move.

Everyone was shocked, but he looked at the dragon.

"Ugly is a bit ugly, but it's no wonder that it turned out to be a monster polluted with dragon blood."

The evil dragon is not a natural creature, but something cultivated by the Lord with his own blood and dark magic. No wonder it will become his minion.

Contain

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

"Yes, yes sir."

Zhang Ziyu's skill stunned the crowd, and the agent immediately led the crowd towards the auction after beckoning to Black.

The evil dragon kept attacking, Zhang Ziyu shot directly, surrounded by two black and white ten thousand bone swords, and the group did not suffer much disturbance.

When they came to the frontal battlefield, the brutality of the battlefield made Jackie Chan and the others gasp.

The first batch of troops and policemen who went into battle had been completely destroyed by the Dragon Corps. Tanks were shattered and fragments of armored vehicles were scattered all over the street.

Most of the high-rise buildings collapsed, especially the high-rise building where the auction house was located, which had already been pushed down from the bottom of the building, and a huge and simple palace was pressed on top of this building.

In the square deep in the palace, a huge orange-yellow gap of tens of meters connects the space where the Holy Lord raises evil dragons. Countless evil dragons fly out of this gap like bats in the night.

"Go, occupy this world, and help me bring everything."

The Holy Master held the death scepter in his hand, standing on the high platform, exuding his aura.

After so many years, I finally stood in the real world again, enjoying the free air.

This time, no one can stop him!

He looked at the minions who were wreaking havoc, and he was thinking in his heart: "This scepter is really powerful, but I don't know if I can go to that place again. If I can go, maybe I can change something, or..."

The Holy Master had greedy thoughts more than once, but he also knew that place, and that boss was not weak.

With his strength alone, even if he returns to his heyday, he may not be able to rob.

But if you add the power of the seven demon brothers and sisters to swallow the entire world, then it may be different.

"Holy Lord, Jackie Chan is here."

At this time, Wa Long and others found Jackie Chan and the others, and pointed to Jackie Chan who pointed out the probe behind the building to the Lord.

"hello"

Jackie Chan waved his hand clumsily, as if he wanted to say that he was not malicious.

But the Holy Master immediately waved his hand and said coldly, "Walong, kill him."

"Yes, Holy Master."

Wa Long jumped up, took A Fu, A Fen, Zhou and Lasu and a group of evil dragon soldiers and rushed towards Jackie Chan's position.

Neither the Holy Master nor the mafia had a good impression of Jackie Chan. If it wasn't for Jackie Chan and Dad, he might have collected the power of the spell a long time ago.

"It's over, why don't we go first."

"Uncle Long, I can't go anymore."

When the immature voice sounded, Jackie Chan rolled his eyes, and immediately he was frightened: "Xiaoyu! Why are you here!"

Xiaoyu shrugged and said, "You know, I will always show up in time."

"It's like this again."

Jackie Chan was helpless, but Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Ziyu and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Long, Brother Zhang will take care of it, right?"

Xiaoyu's ghost secretly hid in the trunk and followed, Zhang Ziyu knew of course.

However, he didn't take any action to stop it, after all, this little girl is quite interesting.

"I will deal with the Holy Master, but let you deal with the Dragon Corps yourself."

Xiaoyu was stunned, but Zhang Ziyu threw 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 put the black ring on his hand instinctively, sensing the function of the ring, his eyes lit up: "Come out, ninja group."

Deep in her body, a power that even Xiaoyu herself didn't know was surging slowly into the ring, and then hundreds of ninja soldiers rose from the shadows, standing in front of her with samurai swords in their hands.

She excitedly pointed at the Dragon Corps: "Down with them!"

The shadow ninja rushed up like a black crow, fighting with those evil dragon monsters, Jackie Chan was dumbfounded, and muttered in his mouth: "If her mother knows, I will be finished."

As he spoke, he quickly put on the ring, and kept saying, "Please, come out and help."

The golden light of the Buddha's puppet ring circulated, and then a muscular and bald head appeared with the golden light. With palms together, the biceps bulged: "Amitabha."