Zongman! Solve all your worries with a vest

boom--

Angela was thrown out.

The magnificent palace rose into the sky above the originally empty desert.

wow-

Angela landed on a pile of gold coins, her feet slipped, and she fell down.

Damn Holy Lord——

"My people—"

"I will appear in this world again, and my era will also appear again!"

"Hahaha--"

The Holy Lord opened his majestic arms and laughed loudly towards the sky.

The murderous aura emanating from his body was overwhelming.

"As for you, Angela - let's perish together!" He tilted his head, and his bloodshot eyes, which looked like they deserved a beating at this moment, flashed.

Angela pushed away the various gold coins and golden holy grails that were suddenly covering her body.

"You will be doomed first!" she said gritting her teeth.

Angela put her hands together and concentrated her mind. The magic book appeared directly, spinning at high speed to cast magic. A huge flame appeared behind her, gradually condensing into fireballs.

The Holy Lord dodged the attack easily and sneered, "Is that all you have to offer, Angela?"

"How do you want to make me fall into eternal damnation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, fireballs filled the sky again.

A huge yellow furnace appeared, but he ignored it and stood still.

The strong muscles also shone with black light.

hum-

Why couldn't he move? The moment the furnace touched his huge dragon body, it expanded rapidly, which was different from what he had imagined.

The whole body is imprisoned.

Mobilizing the power of the spell was of no avail.

He roared in reluctance. This was a strange furnace, something he had never seen before.

"Oh~ my butt is on fire——"

Angela tilted her head, used her free hand to pull at her eyelids, and made a face.

The magic book in his hand burst into an unprecedented red light.

call out--

boom--

The huge figure flew out magnificently.

Break through one wall after another.

crackling-

It sounds like a pretty loud noise.

Angela shrank her neck, retracted her gaze, and turned around to see the golden patch on the ground.

His eyes rolled.

"Hehe~"

"I'm rich, I'm rich~" Who would complain about having too much money, especially when it belongs to the Holy Lord?

boom--

The Holy Lord who had smashed through several palaces got up in a panic. His air pressure was so low that it was freezing to death. He didn't look like a fire demon at all.

Catapulted like a cannonball and returned to where he was just now.

He looked silently at the person squatting there picking up the money.

next second.

biu——

Two red lights shot out from the bloodshot pupils and brushed past Angela's hair.

boom--

The ground collapsed.

Angela was caught off guard and couldn't believe it.

Before he could even look back, he had already plunged in.

"......"

.....

"Dad——"

"What is the Holy Lord doing..."

Jackie Chan and his group hid in the nearby dense forest with solemn expressions.

Xiaoyu pulled up Jackie Chan's trouser leg and poked her head out.

"I think there must be some secret ritual going on."

“Xiaoyu!!”

Jackie Chan took a step back and then covered his mouth. "Didn't I tell you to finish your homework at home?!"

"Oh~Uncle Long~"

Xiaoyu pretended not to hear and turned her head away to whistle.

Just with this one glance, she saw a familiar bright yellow figure.

His eyes lit up.

"what!"

"It's Angela!"

"Cough cough cough-"

The fall just now forced her to eat dirt, this insidious and petty evil dragon.

At this moment, he had his back to her, concentrating on chanting some spell. In the void, a blood-red crack was torn open by his sharp claws.

"My people~"

"Oh~"

"Come and see this new world~"

Looks like he's in a good mood.

"Angela~"

It seems like someone is calling her name? ?

"here--"

She looked hesitantly towards the source of the sound, and a familiar black-haired young man showed his head, kept waving at her and calling her stealthily.

Approach slowly.

"The Holy Lord will destroy the world!"

Jackie Chan looked a little serious, "You don't want our home to be destroyed!"

"......"

Silence is gold.

Angela blinked and frowned, pointing at herself and said, "But I'm still young, how can I stop the Holy Lord~"

Take that energy to the extreme.

Jackie Chan "......"

"I need your help..."

"No, Jackie Chan!" Angela's expression changed quickly and soon returned to normal. "You don't need my help. You can handle it by yourself."

This is a fact.

But that may not be the case in their eyes.

"So you want to help the Holy Lord?"

"What a joke! When he gets into trouble, I'm going to step on him!"

The angry answer, at this time, is in line with the mentality of this age. Jackie Chan covered his face and thought, forget it, the general meaning should be to help him!

.....

The palace shook again and again, and the evil dragon's roar filled with anger reached the sky.

Angela sat at the very edge, asked Lao Liu to put a protective shield on her, and then began to count the gold coins with great interest.

"Four hundred and fifty-seven.... Five hundred and ninety-four... One thousand and ten..."

Roar--

This sound.

Bigger.

What followed was a raging flame.

"Jackie Chan——"

"You're provoking me!"

He grabbed Jackie Chan in his hand and squeezed it hard.

"Cough-cough-"

Jackie Chan's face flushed red, and he held the bull talisman tightly in his hand, trying to push away the Holy Lord's sharp claws. He was almost out of breath.

"Hey ha——"

From a distance, Xiaoyu jumped over, holding the magic potion prepared by her father in her hand, supporting the Holy Lord before he turned around.

The potion allowed her hand to penetrate the Saint's strong and sturdy back.

"Wow--"

"Look what I caught—"

The rat charm and the dog charm appeared steadily in Xiaoyu's palm. "Get out of here!"

The skin was ablaze.

It's so hot that it almost burns people.

Jackie Chan took the opportunity to break free from the Holy Lord's clutches.

boom--

Jackie Chan was thrown out and rolled on the ground in a mess, landing right in front of Angela.

"hi~" Jackie Chan felt pain and grimaced as he saw Angela smiling and picking up a gold coin.

It seems like I don't know where to put it...

hiss~

A bit of a bad feeling~

Angela's face turned pale, and she tilted her head to watch the gold coin palace she had just built turn into a mess.

"Jackie Chan——"

call out--

The blue figure turned into a stream of light, rising into the sky and then falling in a parabola shape.

"Ahhh-"

Jackie Chan is out of luck.

Snapped--

Lying down on a hot body.

He touched it subconsciously, and then took out two talismans.

"Wow--"

"What a coincidence!"

Jackie Chan touched his nose in confusion, and the sturdy body of his man suddenly burst into light uncontrollably.

"Impossible..." The Holy Lord widened his eyes, unable to accept Jackie Chan falling from the sky. He felt his body's strength draining away, and that sealed feeling of powerlessness came over him again.

"Do not--"

"impossible--"

"Angela--" At the last moment when the power was lost, the pair of bloodshot eyes filled with unwillingness looked fiercely at Angela who was doing nothing behind him.

"I will return!"

The three or four meter tall body was quickly enveloped by flames, whoosh——

With the disappearance of the Holy Lord, the cracks in the void and the dragons that came out were all locked back.

blah-

The familiar golden disc sculpture fell from the sky, and Angela approached it with disgust.

Kicked the sculpture twice.

bang bang-

"Just go, why do you still have to mention my aunt's name at the end!"

Isn't he crazy? He hasn't been crazy for more than one or two episodes, but his talisman is taken away by someone else. What a saint! Just be a saint!