Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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"Master, he killed Xiaoli, killed him, killed him with Maoshan magic!" Wencai's memory is completely linked to the carp. He is not the same person in the last second and the next second.

Seeing that he was powerless, he finally turned to Uncle Jiu for help.

"Master, kill him with Maoshan magic!"

Maoshan magic!

These three words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

It turned out that he had spread the Maoshan technique and violated the precepts!

Uncle Jiu's face turned red due to his turbulent mood, and he finally vomited a mouthful of blood, his face ashen.

"Brother!"

Taoist Master Simu and Taoist Master Qianhe hurried forward and took over the crumbling Uncle Jiu, even though they knew that this was a disaster for their own senior brother.

It would be fine if you can get through it, but if you can't, this seemingly not-so-dangerous human calamity will instantly turn into a death calamity that is countless times more terrifying than the life-and-death calamity.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the hair on Uncle Jiu's temples turned a lot whiter, but his aura continued to rise, breaking through the shackles of the second level of Earth Master and rushing into the third level of Earth Master.

Once your mind changes, the world becomes wider!

Uncle Jiu’s human tribulation has passed, and his stagnant cultivation has also shown considerable growth.

"Brother, you..."

"No problem!"

Uncle Jiu also narrowed his eyes like Shi Jian, bowed deeply to the Maoshan precepts, and then spoke slowly.

Lin Jiu, you are wrong!

"Junior Brother Ling Xiao, I was wrong!"

Although they were Yang Lingxiao's elders, when Shi Jian had not yet appeared, he, the eldest senior brother of the younger generation of Maoshan, had a higher status than them.

What's more, Yang Lingxiao represents not only him, but also the destiny of Maoshan.

"What are you talking about, uncle?"

"Shao Jian, take them down first, put them at the table, and let's see what it is that dares to stroke the tiger's whiskers at Maoshan!"

Yang Lingxiao dispersed the lightning on his body and woke up Shi Shaojian, who felt that there was no hope of backstabbing and had fallen into despair, and then gave him a light order.

Silly Ou Doudou, I will inherit Maoshan in the future, including you.

Backstabbing, don’t even think about backstabbing again in this life!

Ghost King!

What a ghost!

It would be strange to say that there is no connection between the two!

If you want to get something by stepping on Maoshan, you have to leave your life first!

If you don’t agree, hold it in!

“Rolex has arrived!”

"Thank you very much. Wine, fruits, incense and candles will be served later!"

A fierce light flashed in Yang Lingxiao's eyes, and then he clasped his fists to the evil-destroying warrior beside him.

Gifts are always welcome and are applicable anywhere!

When you are not strong enough to ask higher beings for help, they are your current background.

The Demon-Slaying Warrior laughed heartily, shaking the void. "Stop pretending, kid. It's always these polite words. Aren't you tired of it?"

"I'm leaving!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thunder dissipated, and the evil-destroying warrior who was like a demon-slaying Vajra immediately disappeared.

The title Yang Lingxiao received was of the first rank. In other words, behind him were the Four Heavenly Masters and the Three Mao Zhenjun. Who would dare to give him the cold shoulder?

turn down?

You rejected his request just now, and he dared to deduct the order and execute you.

But this guy is really thoughtful. Come again next time, come again next time!

"Wow, my dear nephew, you are trying to kill me!"

There is the Yellow Turban Warrior in front and the Evil-Slaying Warrior behind. Will the next one to be invited down be the Star God?

Grandpa, I also want to learn this trick.

Taoist Simu grabbed Shi Shaojian's face and rubbed it.

He was just about to bite the lemon by the corner of his clothes.

"Uncle Master, don't tell me that your summoning technique can't even summon the Yin Spirit!"

Taoist Simu is definitely not weak, he just likes to show off.

At this moment, four extremely cold auras spread out and then turned into four ghost messengers in funeral clothes standing on the table, looking somewhat exasperated.

"Lin Jiu, are you crazy? Do you know who she is?"

The four ghost officials were shocked and angry.

They thought they were bringing their former mistress out for a walk, but who knew she would die here? If this matter were to be exposed, they didn't know what would become of Lin Jiu, the one who took action.

But they will definitely be trapped to death!

"Humph!"

"Who the hell do you four think you are? Get off the table!"

Uncle Jiu flicked his sleeves, and the four ghost officials flew backwards and rolled to the ground like broken pumpkins.

The mind is clear, clear!

No wonder my senior brother has a bad temper. When you have a bad temper, people around you will speak nicely.

"Lin Jiu, you..."

The four ghost officials were shocked and angry. They were so shocked that they almost forgot Uncle Jiu's previous name.

That's a ghost-seeing thing!

What made them angry was that Lin Jiu actually dared to attack their ghost officials.

Without waiting for them to react, several law enforcement disciples rushed forward and pressed the four ghost officials onto the table. Some even confiscated their mourning sticks and stripped off their clothes.

To put it bluntly, this group of ghost officials are just some old ghosts!

Without their mourning sticks, they are nothing.

"I, Yang Lingxiao, would like to ask the four envoys a question. Who is it that wants to touch my uncle?"

Yang Lingxiao stared at the four ghost officials with a slight smile, and there was not a trace of murderous intent in his words.

Before the four ghost officials could react, a series of thunderclaps suddenly exploded from outside the charity cemetery. The thunder spread and created a series of grooves and cracks on the ground.

"Humph!"

Uncle Jiu flashed out, took over the Yin thunder, and condensed it into a Bagua diagram and shot it back into the distance.

Uncle Jiu, who is not affected by the Plague God, is so terrifying!

"what……"

An angry roar exploded, and a two-meter-tall hideous monster walked out of the fog. He was naked, covered in bloodstains, had disheveled hair, and had nine white heads hanging around his waist.

The monster's body was filled with dark thunder, and his fangs and claws were particularly ferocious.

"Maoshan, what a Maoshan!"

"My daughter is dead. Right and wrong no longer have any meaning. All of you must die!"

The monster opened his mouth and spat out countless blood arrows, corroding holes in the ground. His fangs and claws were bared and his appearance was extremely ferocious.

It's meaningless. Are you planning to use the unsolvable move of Heaven and Earth's Longevity?

Do you think you are the evil Thunder King?

Uncle Jiu and the other two were too lazy to waste time talking to him. It didn't matter what his background, identity, or status was. It was not okay for him to keep staring at the treasures of Maoshan.

The three of them attacked without delay and immediately engaged in battle with the weirdo.

"Brother, this ghost thing should be one of the thirty-six red-haired ghost kings of the underworld who control the currency circulation. I just don't know which judge's subordinate it is!"

Shi Shaojian figured out the origin of that strange man in the blink of an eye.

The Law Enforcement Hall appears to be a place where law enforcement is carried out and discipline is enforced, but in reality it houses all the intelligence information of the entire Maoshan.

"It doesn't matter whose subordinate they are!"

Yang Lingxiao took out a green seal from his bosom, with the words "punish evil" written on it. Good deeds were filled in it, like a spring emitting a special fluorescent light.

"Before submitting your petition to the Underworld's Yinsi Zhong for judgment, do not conceal anything. According to the laws of the Underworld, those who release evil spirits privately or allow them to cause harm will be executed first and reported later!"

For the first time, Shi Shaojian showed a look of concern on his face. "Brother, are you going to attack that Hell King?"

Although the King of Ghosts in the Underworld is not a formal position, killing him casually is a bit too arrogant. If you are held accountable by the underworld, it will easily make you impotent!

Brother, we are Taoist priests, not crows that flip over the table!

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