Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 280 This Doesn't Affect the Plan

roar~
The dragon's roar was almost within reach.

Those incredibly sharp claws sliced ​​five lines through space, then surged forth with immense flames and countless magical enhancements.

Woo~
Han Xiangzi calmly raised his hand, and the music that had just stopped started playing again. Everything fell silent, as if time and space had been frozen, turning everything into a single image.

The dragon's claw, only a few meters away from Him, caused His robes and hair to flutter continuously, and the surge of energy stabilized at this moment.

He Xiangu's divine power followed closely behind, and lotus flowers bloomed to the rhythm of the music. The five claw marks, which were almost the full force of the Holy Lord's attack, were gradually enveloped by the lotus flowers and disappeared.

After joining forces, He Xiangu immediately rediscovered the feeling of the battle between gods and demons.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, they will be gradually worn down in the lotus and eventually enter the hell they have prepared for a long time, where they will be consumed by hell forever.

The Holy Lord also thought of that battle, and his eyes grew even more bloodshot. Mottled black spots began to appear on the entire body of the golden dragon, caused by the freezing of sound waves and the erosion of the lotus.

That's how it was back then. The methods of the gods complemented each other, achieving a 1+1>2 effect. Moreover, among those of the same level, five or six gods working together were truly a force that a demon could not contend with alone.

But now, with both sides in a weakened state, he feels he is stronger!
hum~
The dragon's claws trembled incessantly, and the magical artifact seemed to recall its first breakage, unleashing waves of slightly corrosive sound to counter the flute's melody.

It was this resistance that caused the Holy Lord's body to move slightly.

roar~
After a hysterical roar, at very close range, his dragon breath, carrying immense magical energy, slammed into Han Xiangzi.

The scene started moving, and an even more brutal battle instantly broke out.

Music and flowers bloomed, flames and swords roared, and the lash of the dragon's tail shattered the space.

The shattered body of the god healed rapidly, and this star field gradually fell into collapse.

In the self-destruction of a star, everything is submerged in a torrent of energy.

But the melodious flute music and the roar of the dragon were still exceptionally clear amidst the silent explosion.

All those watching this battle fell silent. The evil god's subordinate deities had already arrived in the goblin realm, trembling in fear far beyond the balance.

Although the evil god remained calm, the ever-increasing computer data revealed the demon's immense power to him.

It's hard to imagine that the three beings in the battle are all beings whose upper limits of strength have been greatly reduced.

Only Ximu remained relaxed, watching the battle in the distance with a smile on his lips. After all, the Ximu of the past was countless times stronger than this god and demon that destroyed the star field.

If it weren't for him and Di Kui suppressing the heavens, earth, space, and planetary core of Blue Star, the war of gods would have shattered more than just time; the entire Blue Star might have already disappeared into the long river of history.

Lin Luo also grew increasingly enamored with the authority of the fifth level.

He felt that the gap between himself and a peak demon was like the gap between himself and the Shadow General.

Without the Shadow Formation, the Shadow General was no different from a ninja soldier in Lin Luo's eyes, and could be killed at will.

He's now making progress towards the fifth level of authority.

One day, he will stand at the same level as the devil, and then freely construct his own rules!

On Earth, those beings qualified to sense all of this remain silent.

An old man stopped in a snow-covered forest.

His wool sweater also showed signs of weathering.

Looking up, I noticed a few wisps of water had formed on my reading glasses.

His cloudy eyes made it impossible to see the expression in them.

"An immortal god."

The old man murmured the name softly. According to the records, the immortal god disappeared after sealing the demon.

In the limited information available to later generations, it is only believed that they disintegrated after the battle, dying in order to seal away a powerful demon.

But now
A true immortal god has appeared.

What about all the efforts of these mortals before, their struggle against the demons, and the price they paid to deal with them?
His lively grandniece is now severely traumatized and sees protecting the world as her duty. His nephew, having exhausted his lifespan fighting the demon, is waiting for his uncle to save him.
His apprentice was in the same situation; while fighting the demon, he lay in bed, relying solely on his magic to maintain his basic vital signs.

What are all these?
So it turns out that as long as we mortals don't meddle in other people's business and let demons rule the world, then the gods will appear to suppress the demons.
It turns out the gods just didn't want to come out.

Yin-Yang balance
Demons, destiny.
The old man seemed to have figured something out, and his whole figure became increasingly stooped.

Chess pieces.
He looked down calmly at a small blade of grass in the primeval forest, radiating a faint green glow.

"Go away, demons and monsters! Go away, demons and monsters! Go away!"

A gentle magic surged forth, enveloping the grass and plucking it whole, roots and all, before opening the canvas bag at her waist.

There are already three medicinal ingredients in it.

After placing the grass inside, the old man fell silent. His lifespan was exhausted, and it would be extremely difficult to reverse life and death.

We've only found four so far, but the most likely candidate to produce the Guiyuan Pill is still missing dozens of ingredients.

But he only had one month.
As for necromancy, Uncle does have a way to turn Tru into a lich and Jackie Chan into a vampire or zombie, but Uncle would never do that.

The old man looked up at the sky; the dragons that had been protecting his kingdom had returned.

In ancient times, they were able to participate in such battles, but not now. Even their strongest members, like Zhang Gui and Tian Xinqiang, would be reduced to ashes by the aftershocks if they participated, despite having a high level of fire resistance.

The old man remained silent, and a green passage appeared in front of him. He stepped into it.

When he reappeared, he had already returned to the antique shop.

After searching around, Dad had already ruled out all the methods he could think of.

After checking on Jackie Chan and Tru, the old man hunched over and went to the room of the three wounded. After checking them again and confirming that their vital signs were stable, he turned and walked towards the library.

Halfway there, I heard a familiar vibration behind me.

The old man stopped and said, "Don't use the Shadow Queen's power for now, and don't go out. The gods have revived, and they will deal with the demons."

Xiaoyu was taken aback. She looked around and realized she was in her father's antique shop.
When she saw Jimmy with a worried look in his eyes, she subconsciously relaxed. Her gaze shifted slightly, and when she saw the incredibly aged Jackie Chan, her pupils contracted.

"Uncle Long."

"Dad will figure something out. You should get some rest."

Xiaoyu fell silent.

hum~
At this moment, the aftershocks of the battle between gods and demons finally caught up with the fleeing solar system. The entire blue planet trembled slightly, and the temperature began to rise little by little.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, leaving people terrified and at a loss. The apocalyptic atmosphere made all living things uneasy, and even the animals began to riot.

Xiaoyu was startled, frowned, and then vanished instantly.

The old man paused, feeling the Blue Star suddenly stabilize and the power of hope protecting it.

Sighed deeply.

They walked into the magic room.

Only Jimmy and two elderly men whose breathing was relatively steady remained in Jackie Chan's original room.

Jimmy remained silent, then looked up and seemed to see a girl, her entire body filled with milky white light, her eyes serene, quietly suspended between the Blue Star and the battlefield of gods and demons.

A ray of hope enveloped this star field, extinguishing the aftershocks of all battle.

It seems that Lope went a little too far in trying to ignite Lope's protective instincts towards Xiaoyu.

Today's young girls have truly become heroes who want to save the world, and that's what they live for.

Jimmy gave Xiaoyu a deep look, then lowered his head to ponder, a hint of coldness appearing in his eyes.

This does not affect the plan.

(End of this chapter)