From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 88: Panku's treasure box was snatched away by Jackie Chan!

There was a solemn look in Zhao Zheng's eyes and he sighed in his heart. After all, he was not the real Holy Lord. Facing these cheap brothers and sisters, he simply could not lie with his eyes open like the Holy Lord did.

His actions just now must have aroused the suspicion of some demon lords, but under the condition of regaining their freedom, they still chose not to expose him.

"Demon Lord!"

As a being at the same level, Zhao Zheng is well aware of how powerful they are.

Although these demons have been imprisoned in hell for a long time and their wisdom has declined to a certain extent, the cunning and treachery in their bones will not be diminished by time.

Even though their performances in the original novel were rather poor, they were easily sealed by the old guys in the antique shop.

But this is also because they have been away from this world for too long. With just a little time, and with their abilities, they will definitely find a way to break the curse on them.

Once they have completely regained their freedom, no one will be able to do anything to them except for the righteousness that will come back and give birth to a new savior.

Moreover, each of the eight demon lords can easily destroy the entire earth.

Zhao Zheng picked up the Flame Wheat Wine and took a sip, then summoned Daolong.

"Daolong, how is your research on spells going?"

Daolong looked a little serious. He took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, put it on the table, and said, "Your Majesty, it is easier to transform it into a stone sculpture!"

"But it is very difficult to extract the original demonic energy from the Demon Lord!"

Zhao Zheng nodded slightly. Demonic energy is power. Unless the demon lord takes the initiative to split and extract it, no one can absorb it from them.

He smiled with understanding, and then asked, "Are you sure you can turn them all into stone sculptures?"

Dao Long hesitated for a few seconds and said, "The probability of success is just higher, but it can't be 100% guaranteed!"

"In other words, there is a high possibility of failure!" A flash of scarlet flashed across Zhao Zheng's eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Zheng waved his hand, signaling him to leave. Looking at Daolong's departing back, he was a little hesitant.

He has now mastered a lot of the balance between yin and yang, but he also has to be on guard against the possibility that the situation will get further out of control after releasing the Demon Lord from hell.

After all, every demon lord represents a powerful share of black energy, and releasing each demon lord is a test of the balance between yin and yang.

"I have no choice!"

The Demon Lord must be released. Only in this way can the authority be restored and the Demigod be achieved.

Otherwise! If he hesitates, he will be replaced by others one day. For him, this is no different from the Mantab tribe that he slaughtered before.

Being content with being alone in a corner and not striving for progress will eventually lead to destruction from despair.

"It's time to move my hands and feet!" Zhao Zheng picked up the Yanmai wine and drank it all, then took out his cell phone and called Walon.

Daxia, the westernmost part.

Walon brought several of his men to an ancient temple.

"Hey! Boss, it's a bit eerie here. Why did we come here?" Ah Fen rubbed his face with both hands and asked with some complaint.

Lasu stared, panting, and said blankly: "I miss sweet cookies so much!"

"Enough!" Valon had a gloomy face and scolded these useless subordinates. To be honest, he didn't want to come here either.

But the conditions offered by the Holy Lord were very generous, and it was worth his personal trip, even though the journey was very difficult.

He looked at the murals on the walls around him, feeling a little depressed. The bloody and cruel pictures vividly showed the ancient times ruled by demons. "The story of the eight immortal gods defeating the eight demon monarchs!"

"It's such an old story. No one in our area would even believe it!"

Walon stood in front of the mural, a hint of disdain flashed through his mind. It was no wonder that this temple had lost its popularity due to such a deceptive trick.

"Panku's Box!" Zhou shouted excitedly and pointed forward.

"Where?" Walon's face showed joy, and he quickly looked in the direction Zhou pointed.

A blue treasure box with a yellow edge stands quietly on a stone platform.

"Very good!" Walon glanced around and casually ordered: "Lasu, go and get it!"

"Yes, boss!" Lasu rolled up his sleeves and strode forward without hesitation.

The journey was smooth and nothing unexpected happened. Lasu took the treasure box safely.

"We can go back and report now!" Ah Fen said somewhat complacently.

Valon frowned, a little bit unbelievable. This time it was too smooth!
Before he could finish his thought, a figure suddenly appeared beside him. Then he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and was knocked several meters away.

"Jackie Chan!"

"Catch him quickly, don't let him run away!"

Walon struggled to push away Lasu who was lying on him and got up from the ground in a daze.

"Damn it! Why is he here?!"

Seeing Zhou and Afen being easily kicked away by Jackie Chan, Walon was extremely angry.

"Looks like I have to teach you a lesson myself!"

After saying that, he dodged and rushed forward, but was kicked back by Jackie Chan at an extremely fast speed the next second.

"Sorry! Sorry! I must have hurt you when I kicked you!" Jackie Chan said apologetically, holding the Panku Box in both hands.

"I accept your gifts. Goodbye!"

Jackie Chan was driving a motorcycle, twisted the accelerator, and then disappeared on the spot, leaving only a cloud of smoke.

"Oh! What a pity! It looks like we have not completed the Holy Lord's mission."

Afen looked at the angry Walon, spread his hands helplessly, turned around and helped Zhou next to him up.

"I think we still have a chance!" Lasu looked at the pillar next to him and secretly winked at Walon.

Valon understood what he meant immediately, and walked to the pillar while complaining and sighing, and quickly pulled a little girl over from behind a pillar nearby.

"Hello!" Xiaoyu felt a little bitter when she saw the Black Hand Gang members around her who were eyeing her covetously.

Uncle Long! Uncle Long! How come you are so fast this time?
I haven't had time to get on the bus yet!
Walon said with a smile: "It seems that your uncle Long has abandoned you!"

"But Uncle Valon won't hurt you. You should know Jackie Chan's electric..."

Before he could finish, the roar of the motorcycle sounded again, and a beautiful drift made Valon quickly move away.

When he came to his senses, Jackie Chan had already left with Xiaoyu again.

Xiaoyu sat on the back of the motorcycle and even made a face at Walon!
(End of this chapter)