Chapter 290 The Muscle Saint! [Dear readers, please give me your monthly votes]

Because we are too strong, the Holy Lord has successfully escaped many times. What kind of strange theory is this?

Blake looked at the only old man in the entire thirteenth district who refused to practice the exercises and said helplessly:

"Dad, we hope you can also practice the exercises. It is obvious that the things Xiaoyu brought back have been scientifically tested and will never be harmful."

"Oh! I need to tell your dad a few times."

The dad shouted loudly: "I am not talking to you about science, but magic! Magic!"

He said impatiently. "The world is a balance of yin and yang, but the things Xiaoyu brought back have made the yang side too powerful. You should give up practicing the exercises immediately and remember what Dad said."

"Dad, you said that you would use magic to defeat magic." Blake smiled and said, "Now we are practicing magic. Only with enough self-defense power can we prevent evil from succeeding."

"Ding ding ding." At this time, with a ringing sound, Blake answered the phone, and the content inside made him smile.

"Guys, I just received news that traces of Walon and his men were found in the south. Perhaps this is our last battle."

...

One day later, on a wasteland in Australia, Walon looked at the cave in front of him with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"You stay outside to guard for me. I'm afraid everything will be different when I come back." The Holy Lord who possessed Walon said.

After that, he walked into the cave in front of him alone, and stopped in front of a rock pillar after walking a distance.

Without hesitation, he pinched his hands into a hand seal and said solemnly: "Open the door quickly, open the door quickly."

As he kept chanting, a green space-time vortex immediately appeared in front of him, and he walked into the space-time vortex.

But before that, Asuna's panicked shout came from outside the cave: "Boss, Jackie Chan and his men are chasing us."

Hearing the voice outside, the Holy Lord accelerated his entry speed, and as the space changed, he came to a pavilion.

In front of the Holy Lord was a huge book that was as tall as a person. From the yellowed pages, it can be seen that it has a long history.

The Holy Lord did not step forward, but continued to make hand gestures, chanting: "Close the door quickly, close the door quickly."

After Jackie Chan and others quickly dealt with Asu and entered the cave, they saw that the time and space vortex in front of them had shrunk and then disappeared. They were one step late again.

"Now I have enough time to find the truth." The Holy Lord said confidently.

The future road was temporarily blocked, and the Holy Lord did not directly modify history as in the original time and space.

Because some things were not understood, he was not at ease.

His eyes kept flying on the pages of the book. The history book in front of him recorded everything from ancient times to the present, and its pages were at least a million pages.

The Holy Lord followed the time and turned to the time period near the initial abnormality. After searching again, he saw what he wanted to know.

On ×× year ×× month ×× day, Chen Xiaoyu completely disappeared from this world for no reason...

On ×× year ×× month ×× day, Chen Xiaoyu reappeared, with a history of another time and space in her mind. She told others about her experience and passed on the strange skills to others...

On ×× year ×× month ×× day, after practicing the skills, the balance of the world was broken, and the world will automatically correct the balance...

...

Looking at the history in front of him, the Holy Lord's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he understood everything.

It was because of the changes brought by Xiaoyu that even the History Book of Time could not understand how the other party disappeared.

"In other words, in this world now, because the balance of good and evil is broken, there is a lot of ownerless black air." A trace of madness flashed in the eyes of the Holy Lord.

The next moment, he directly picked up the brush beside him and made changes in the History Book of Time.

As the rule of this world, the History Book of Time not only has the ability to record history, but also has the ability to modify history.

As long as everything written on it will come true!

[The Holy Lord has taken back his body]

The Holy Lord used a brush to draw on the history book of time. As he finished writing this sentence, a fierce light shone from his body, and then gradually grew larger.

At the same time, in the abstract world, the huge ownerless black gas began to shrink slightly.

As the Holy Lord finished writing this sentence, the ownerless black gas directly fell to about 90% of its original size.

All the remaining black gas attached to the Holy Lord's body as it appeared.

"Ah!" Walon screamed and fell out directly. When he turned around, he saw the huge figure of the Holy Lord standing in front of the history book.

After the modification, he had taken back his body at this moment. Although there was no talisman in it, it was still frightening.

"I got my body back!" Walon said in surprise.

But then he saw the Holy Lord raised the brush without stopping, preparing to write the second sentence in the history book of time.

Valon couldn't help but say, "Wait, you've got your body back, what else do you want to write! Didn't you say before that changing history would cost a lot?"

"I can still feel that the yin and yang of this world are not balanced, I'm just following the call of the world." The Lord's deep voice came out.

As soon as the words fell, the words in front of him were also written.

[The Lord is the source of the black air, and all the black air in the world can be transformed into the Lord's power]

In an instant, all the remaining began to rush out crazily, squeezed into the Lord's body, and continuously strengthened his body.

[The Lord of Muscles! Appear! ]

"I feel that my strength has increased at least tenfold." The Holy Lord's eyes were red, ignoring Walon, and walked back with heavy steps.

It was going to take revenge now, and return all the humiliation that Jackie Chan and the others had brought to it in the past.

In the cave, Xiaoyu, Black and others were all blocked in front of the rock pillar at the moment, feeling a little anxious.

"What do you think the Holy Lord wants to do? What does that time-space gate want to do?" Xiaoyu asked with some doubts.

"Anyway, when he comes out, we will seal them with air magic. Dad has prepared the magic weapon to seal the Holy Lord." Black said confidently.

After the words fell, the time-space vortex appeared again in front of them, and a tall figure walked out of it.

The nearly four-meter tall body, the green and yellow skin was full of bulging muscles, and the sharp claws and scarlet eyes on the dragon-headed man showed evil spirits.

"Oh! The Holy Lord got his body back, Jackie Chan, use the God's token quickly!" Dad's somewhat sharp voice sounded.

But in the next moment, a hurricane blew by.

Jackie Chan felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his body flew backwards and hit the wall. The sword he was holding was stuck in the rock wall.

"I am completely different from before, Jackie Chan."

As he spoke, the Holy Lord's eyes shone with scarlet light, and a column of fire suddenly spurted out of his mouth, sweeping towards the 13th District agents who were surrounding him.