The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Hong Kong, Water Elk Park, Zhao Yuanlang led a group of men to the gate.

"How do you know my door is here? I don't even know it myself."

"Well, it's normal that you don't know. That's gossip. How can a magician like you know what gossip means? Okay, take out the Panku Box from the box. It's time for us to act."

Ah Fu nodded and took out the Panku Treasure Box from a tightly sealed box. The Panku Treasure Box seemed to be attracted by something and flew up automatically, flying towards the interior of the Elk Paradise.

"Let's go!" Zhao Yuanlang waved his hand to signal Afutru and the others to follow.

......

On the distant hillside, Jackie Chan and his friends watched Zhao Yuanlang and his group walk into the water elk park, and looked at his father with some surprise.

Without saying a word, the old man gave him two fingers, shook his head and was about to speak.

"Hey! Uncle Long, you are really not as smart as my Xiaoyu!"

"Ah! Xiaoyu, how did you get here!"

"It's very simple. I came here just like that. I took the same plane with you guys."

"Now is not the time to talk about this, they've gone in. Let's go!" Blake reminded them.

......

Panku's treasure box shone brightly, floating in the air and spinning continuously.

At this moment, something unexpected happened. Sheriff Black blew up the Panku box with a rocket launcher!

"No!" the Holy Lord cried out in despair.

"Holy Lord, your doom has come. It's time to send you back! Kill them for me!" the Holy Lord roared.

But Ah Fu and the others did not move, as if they did not hear what the Holy Lord said. The Holy Lord was very embarrassed!

"Come out, my servants!"

Eh? Where are my servants? The Holy Lord looked around strangely, not a single shadow ninja appeared.

"Along, catch the sword!" Dad threw a sword out of his box.

Jackie Chan took the sword and pointed it at the Holy Lord: "Holy Lord, your doom has come!"

"No, no, no! Stop him quickly and defeat my token of God!" The Holy Lord shouted with fear on his face.

"Go away, monsters and demons! Go away, monsters and demons! Go away, monsters and demons." Dad closed his eyes and chanted a spell.

Jackie Chan waved the sword, and the whole sword emitted a golden light.

"Wow, this is great! The sword can kill the demon dragon! Holy Lord! Your doomsday is here!"

Jackie Chan waved his sword, and the sword shone brightly. A golden light hit Zhao Yuanlang, and the soul of the Holy Lord was knocked out. The gate of hell opened, and the Holy Lord was sucked in by the gate.

But the door was not closed, and Zhao Yuanlang slowly floated up, and the whole person was actually taken into hell by the light.

After a fierce battle, Ximu had just come out with the advantage of his wings, but was smashed into the door by Zhao Yuanlang's body, and the door slammed shut.

Emmmm, Ah Fu and the others looked at each other, made a decision with a chill in their hearts, and ran for their lives.

.......

"This is the eighth one." Zhu Lan said unwillingly.

"There is no other way out now!" Zhong Su spread his hands helplessly.

Just as the Holy Lord was about to slip away quietly, he was surrounded by seven demons. The Holy Lord retreated a few times in fear.

"Come on, Holy Lord, smile, your punishment has arrived!"

"No, no, no. We may share the joys and sorrows in infinite time and space. And it's not just the eight of us. There's also one more person."

Diverting trouble to others is undoubtedly a good idea. The words of the Holy Lord made the seven demons pay attention to Zhao Yuanlang.

"Human, the smell of human is so fragrant! It's you! Walon, do you want to be my snack?" Bo Gang drooled.

Zhao Yuanlang crossed his arms, looked at the seven demons who were eyeing him covetously, sneered disdainfully, and chose to transform directly.

The Holy Lord and his companions saw that Zhao Yuanlang had transformed into a demon god over 30 meters tall, looking at them with a ferocious face. The energy around him was surging and the space was shaking.

"Haha! You can try it!" Zhao Yuanlang crushed a stone with one punch.

"Emmm, just ignore what I said just now. I think we should think about how to punish the Holy Lord." Bo Gang is not a fool. He can feel how powerful Zhao Yuanlang is.

The other demons also sensed Zhao Yuanlang's strength. He was not just a little bit stronger than them. At least two or three of them might not be able to beat Zhao Yuanlang. These brothers and sisters were not good people. If they were injured in the fight with Zhao Yuanlang, these brothers and sisters would definitely eat them up. If you want to pick the soft persimmon, the Saint Lord without a body is the best choice.

In fact, this is very normal. The attributes of Zhao Yuanlang's demonized body are ten times stronger than before. The magic power and true energy flow back and forth in his body. As long as any demon dares to attack him, he will be hit by a thundering blow, and he will be half-crippled if not killed.

"It seems we have one more compatriot. Welcome the Walon Demon!"

"Holy Lord, it's time to settle our accounts!"

The only sound in the entire space was the Holy Lord's miserable cry.

......

After Jackie Chan and his friends accompanied Xiaoyu to play in the entire water elk park, they came to Xiaoyu's home together. They talked and laughed with each other, and their happy and beautiful life began.

.......

Zhao Yuanlang just crossed his arms and watched the Holy Lord howling in agony as he was tortured by the seven demons.

Finally, the Holy Lord couldn't hold on any longer: "Stop."

"What's wrong again, Holy Lord!" Ximu flapped his wings and circled around the Holy Lord.

"I am indeed sorry for you, my fellow countrymen. But this may save you. We can all regain our freedom, and even make up for the years we have wasted here. As long as you agree to my last request."

The other demons were deep in thought. Bo Gang rolled his eyes and said, "Tell me what you want to hear, Holy Lord."

"The History Book of Years!"

The Holy Lord slowly said these four words one by one. The rest of the demons were shocked and even glanced at Zhao Yuanlang obscurely.

"Haha, Book of History of Time, you are so bold, Holy Lord. Those who play with time will eventually be played with by time. History has its correctness." Zhao Yuanlang looked at the Holy Lord with disdain. The other demons looked at Zhao Yuanlang strangely. They did not expect that he knew the Book of History of Time.

"That's right, this is ridiculous, even we don't dare to think of it."

"That's right, Holy Lord, you are really brave."

"You actually want to tamper with history!"

Listening to the other demons' chatter, the Lord continued, "I think you will be happy with this, my compatriots."

"But you are telling the truth, Holy Lord. It is really terrible here." Bo Gang said unwillingly.

"Then let me change your environment. As long as you allow me to leave here and find a suitable person to possess."

"Remember your words, Holy Lord. If you dare to play any tricks again, we will never let you go." Zhu Lan looked at the Holy Lord seriously.

Bah, Zhao Yuanlang looked at this group of demons. It turned out that the Holy Lord had tricked them because they were too shallow and only cared about eating and not beating.

"No problem, I support you, Holy Lord, I also want to leave here. I will do my part, but I must have a share in the world." Zhao Yuanlang found a stone, crossed his legs and said.

The eight demons looked at each other, exchanged glances, and nodded.

But Zhao Yuanlang saw the flash of red light in the eyes of these demons.