Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Holy Lord's Brother!

Chapter 20: China and the Soviet Union are out
Not long after Bo Gang finished his instructions, Shentian heard Basha's familiar voice in his mind.

"Shentian, help me get a Fruit of Power, and I will compensate you afterwards!"

Shentian turned to look at Basa, and the other person's gaze happened to fall on him. The meaning was self-evident.

In response, Shentian remained indifferent.

Now that the seven demons are here, he naturally cannot respond to Basha, and can only focus on the big demon sent by Basha.

It was a female demon, seemingly named Flower Demon Bai Sen, who controlled all flowers and exuded an aura that was also monarch-level.

Obviously, Basha has made sufficient preparations for the distribution of the Fruit of Power this time.

Looking at the big demons sent by Xiao Feng and his five companions, except for the Holy Lord and Ximu's subordinates who are at the monarch level, the other three are only half-step monarch level.

Including myself,

There are four monarchs in total.

Of course, it’s not that Di Kui and his men don’t have monarch-level demons under their command, it’s simply because no one expected things to develop like this.

In previous years, the distribution of the Fruit of Power was very smooth. It was basically just a formality, so the strongest demon was not brought here.

After all, those monarch-level demons are merely willing to submit to them, and they cannot be mobilized at will.

"Are you all ready?" Ximu said at this time, his eyes sweeping over the seven people of Shentian.

"Wait, I have another request," Zhongsu suddenly interrupted Ximu as he was about to announce the start, "I think monarch-level demons should be prohibited from using magic weapons!"

"Zhongsu, what do you mean?" Basa looked at him sideways and said dissatisfiedly.

Her subordinates are at the monarch level, and together with Shentian, there are two monarchs in total. In this way, she has a high probability of snatching a Fruit of Power.

But if the magic weapon is lost, the result is hard to say, after all, the improvement that the magic weapon brings to the devil is huge.

Zhong Su snorted coldly: "Is it hard to understand what I mean? The demons under the four of you are all monarch-level, while the three of us are only king-level."

"If you can still use magic weapons, it would be unfair to the three of us."

"Yes, although I am not interested in the Fruit of Power, basic fairness should still be maintained!" Xiao Feng agreed, advocating for freedom of choice.

"You guys!" Basha was so angry that the tentacles behind her head were twisting.

Shentian interrupted, "Well, it's just a magic weapon, isn't it? If you don't need it, then don't use it. If you keep fighting, the Fruit of Power will fall from the tree."

"Bazaar, let's just leave it at that. Logically, you are not qualified for the Fruit of Power this time. It's already good that you have the opportunity to fight for it now." The Holy Lord persuaded.

Basha gritted her teeth and waved her hand angrily. A stream of water directly tore a huge gap in the ground. Finally, she suppressed her anger and said, "Okay!"

Ximu sighed helplessly.

Fortunately, this is the last time to distribute the Fruit of Power, otherwise he would not want to participate in the next demon gathering.

It's both troublesome and stressful.

What's the point of offending people on both sides?
Raising his hand, Ximu said indifferently: "Get ready, once you start, there's no way to stop!"

Upon hearing this, the seven demons including Shentian tightened their muscles in an instant, held their breath, and stared intently at the three fruits of power on the top of the tree.

Be prepared to take action at any time!

The next second, Ximu lowered his raised right hand, and a casual voice rang out: "Begin!"

boom!
Seven evil spirits erupted at the same time!

The ground where the seven men stood instantly crumbled to dust. A terrifying demonic aura distorted the very space, surprising even those as powerful as the seven Saint Lords. The first to strike was a demon under Zhongsu's command, named Wuxing, who controlled the power of wood.

"Wood Demonic Energy: Trees Surrounding the Sea!"

Wuxing roared in a deep voice.

He just stomped his foot, and a circle of dark green demonic energy visible to the naked eye emerged, suddenly spreading out for thousands of meters with him as the center.

Wherever the evil spirit passed, vigorous vitality emerged, and plant roots as thick as millstones suddenly sprang up from the ground as if summoned!

After breaking through the soil, these plant roots stretched directly across the air, forming a root prison that trapped all six of Shentian's men.

Immediately afterwards, countless black branches emerged from the thick rhizomes and stabbed towards the six people in the prison in a disorderly manner.

Shentian saw it very clearly.

These branches look like trees, but their surface is as smooth as a mirror, giving people an unstoppable momentum. Even one's own dragon scales would probably be easily penetrated.

At this time, Wuxing stepped on the roots and headed towards the Tree of Power.

"You want to leave now? You seem to be looking down on us!" Shentian sneered.

This was his first time fighting, and his heart was filled with excitement, so he swung his hand directly at the branches coming towards him.

"Destroy it!"

woohoo-

The overwhelming evil energy of death roared across the sky, and all branches that came into contact with this evil energy withered and died in an instant, losing their vitality.

Although there were still many branches, Shentian flapped his dragon wings behind him and escaped from the root prison.

He opened his mouth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of dragon flame containing a breath of destruction in the direction of Wuxing.

Wuxing, who was a hundred meters away, turned around and raised his hand. Countless vines intertwined on his arms to form a shield, which just blocked the dragon flame.

Wu Xing, standing behind the shield, said calmly, "Shen Tian, ​​there are three Fruits of Power. How about we join forces?"

"Haha, are you worthy?" Shentian closed his mouth and brewed the dragon flame again. When he spit it out again, the originally red dragon flame mixed with the death demonic energy and turned red-black.

The bombardment on Wuxing's shield immediately seemed to have the vitality of the plants that could regenerate infinitely been snuffed out. They were burned to ashes before they could even resist for a moment.

Wuxing frowned, watching the deathly evil energy climbing up his body along the shield. He immediately raised his left hand and cut off his right arm without hesitation.

But it was just this moment of distraction, Shentian teleported behind Wuxing, several magic spells flashed in his palms, and he slapped Wuxing hard.

boom!
A gorgeous firework exploded in the air.

Then Xiaofeng and the others saw a charred object falling rapidly from the smoke, and finally crashing into the ground with a bang, raising dust all over the sky. It was Wuxing.

But he saw Wuxing in front of him in a very miserable state, with his whole body burned by the dragon flames and not a single piece of good flesh was left.

Even though the Wood Demonic Energy has a strong ability to recover, it is difficult to repair itself in a short period of time under the erosion of the Death Demonic Energy.

With the two offsetting each other, Wuxing has obviously lost the qualification to compete.

After taking a calm look at Wuxing in the deep pit, Shentian turned around and flew towards the Tree of Power.

Zhong Su below was stunned on the spot. When he realized what was happening, he immediately became furious and said, "You useless piece of shit! How could you be so stupid as to be the first to attack! And you were so arrogant that you didn't even use your magic weapon!"

Not only did he fail to snatch the Fruit of Power, but his own men were the first to be eliminated. How could he put his face aside?
(End of this chapter)