Lord of the Heavens Fate

San Francisco.

Papa's antique shop.

"Prince of Lope?"

Dad stared at the road.

"You said that the bull terrier is a descendant of Archmage Lope?"

"Uh, he said that, but I'm not sure if it is specific."

Jackie Chan spared his head, and he was most annoyed by these things that use his brain.

"However, he is magical, it is true!"

"There are so many magicians, are they all descendants of Archmage Lope?"

"Uh!"

Jackie Chan froze.

Are there many people who can do magic?

It seems that so far, he has seen his father alone?

And the magic of that bull terrier is much more powerful than the old one.

"Snap" to catch fire, "snap" to water, then "snap" again, hey, it's freezing!

Of course, this sentence Jackie Chan dare not say to the stingy dad.

"However, what he said about the origin of the twelve spells is true."

Dad flipped through the book in his hand and pointed to it.

"Look, this is the Holy Lord, one of the eight demons."

Jackie looked around and saw a terrifying dragon drawn on the paper.

"Holy Lord is a dragon?"

"Yes! He is a dragon!"

Dad nodded.

"Nine hundred years ago, the demon holy master ruled the world, the Lin dynasty rebelled, and Master Lope used separation magic to strip the power within the holy body and made twelve spells.

really!

The twelve spells really came from the demon lord!

Jackie Chan quickly asked again.

"Dad, after the collection of the twelve spells, will the Lord really be resurrected?"

Dad looked at him with a fool's look.

"The Lord has become a statue, how can he be resurrected? Are you stupid?"

"Uh!"

Jackie Chan did not know what to say.

"That's not what the bull terrier said!"

Did the bull terrier lie to him?

Dad shook his head.

"As long as no one specifically uses the spell to resurrect the Lord, it is impossible for the Lord to be resurrected!"

"Ok?"

Jackie Chan's eyes widened.

"Daddy, do you mean that if someone uses a spell to save the Holy Saviour, he can be resurrected?"

"Theoretically, this is true, but ..."

"Mafia!"

"what?"

"It's a blackhand organization! They collected spells just to resurrect the Lord! It must be so! That's right! It must be!"

Jackie Chan said firmly.

Now the two forces collecting the spells are not black hand organizations, is it the 13th district?

Therefore, it must be a black hand organization!

Dad shook his head and said.

"Jackie, are you going back to District 13 now?"

Jackie hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"No, I'll stay here for a few days."

Some of Fang Mu's words echoed in his ears. For the 13th district, he didn't trust that much anymore.

In fact, from the beginning, he did not particularly trust Sheriff Black.

Although they were friends, they had experienced some dangers together, but at that time, Black contacted him as an agent.

He is just a common archaeologist, and he has an instinct for the profession of "agent".

Unless it was for the safety of Xiaoyu, he could not have lived in the 13th district before, nor could he agree to become a special consultant in the 13th district.

For the idea of ​​whether Black is playing spells, to be honest, Jackie Chan has no idea at all.

Boom!

"Ouch! Daddy, why are you knocking on my head?"

Jackie Chan grieved by covering his head.

"Dad is thirsty! Don't you pour coffee for me?"

The dad said bluntly.

"Oh, here I go."

"Wait, there is one more thing ..."

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Island nation.

The dark sky, a bright light cut through the sky.

"Look! That's a meteor!"

"Meteor? Is there a meteor today?"

"Great! Let's make a wish!"

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An unknown unmanned island.

A palace stood on it.

Only because the time is too long and no one is taking care of it, the palace is already dilapidated.

However, judging from the size of the palace, the palace was necessarily extremely glorious.

I don't know what caused the palace's ultimate decline, and no one took over the palace.

Inside the palace, there is a huge square filled with dust and garbage.

The innermost square is just outside the palace gate.

There is a huge stone gate.

Nearly half of the palaces have collapsed due to the erosion of the years.

But there was no trace of damage on this huge stone door except for some dust.

The weird patterns carved on the stone door are still clearly visible.

Looking around.

The lines on the stone gate criss-cross.

Indistinctly, a **** and brutal charm was revealed.

Take a closer look.

As if there was a terrible beast, he opened his blood basin and slammed into you!

At the very top of the stone gate, there is a weird hole, which seems to be placed or inserted into something.

Silent, silent.

A gust of wind hit.

Bring a different kind of terror to this uninhabited island.

Looking down from above, this uninhabited island is like a lurking beast, and this giant square is the mouth of this beast.

Anyone who tries to enter this place will be engulfed by the monster.

Dark night.

A bright stream of light flew from the sky, came straight to this island, and fell into the palace square of the island.

This ray of light seemed to have a sense of consciousness, and rushed directly into the hole at the top of the stone gate.

The light is blooming!

Soon the whole stone gate spread.

Following this, a vortex door appeared.

Mysterious and weird, with a scent of sulfur.

Silently.

A huge green palm protruded from the door of the vortex.

Boom!

The green giant hand fell to the ground, and the terrifying force directly crushed the pieces of the floor.

Boom!

Another hand extended from the door of the whirlpool.

Then head, upper body, lower body ...

A huge green monster got out of the vortex door.

"I'm free! Roar!"

The green monster screamed up in the sky, bursts of air burst, and rolled up countless dust and garbage.

Some half-collapsed palaces also ushered in their own end at this moment.

Rumble!

When the waves hit the seashore, a few meters of waves rose in an instant. I don't know how many small fish and shrimp died under the impact of this sound.

For a while ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The voice gradually subsided.

"I am starving!"

The green monster touched his round belly. For thousands of years, he had n’t been full.

Reach out.

He grabbed half the palace.

Put it directly into the big mouth of your blood basin.

Once the sharp teeth were bitten, half the palace was crushed by him and swallowed into his belly.

"Not delicious at all! I want to eat people!"

The green monster looked up.

not far away.

Brightly lit.

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