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

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Seeing his master entering into cultivation, Fu Meng was about to move closer, but was grabbed by the neck by an arm that suddenly appeared.

"Old monster, what are you doing?"

Turning around, it was undoubtedly Heishan.

"Don't disturb the master!"

"Fuck you, you second uncle! Which eye of yours saw me disturbing the master... woo woo... You have no martial ethics, you are like a monkey stealing peaches."

"I have a plan!"

Seeing that he was about to be dragged out by Heishan, Fu Meng suddenly raised his dog paw.

"Say!"

"How about we add two and one to make five and guard the master together?"

Heishan frowned slightly, then nodded heavily, "That makes sense!"

"But, I can't let you disturb the Master!"

Fu Meng: "...completely crazy!"

Without paying attention to what was happening outside, the figures of Sanshou, Yinjiao and Lei Gang reappeared in the distance from Yang Lingxiao.

"Owner!"

Sanshou and Lei Gang were the first to speak and salute. While saluting, they turned their heads to look at Yin Jiao. The meaning was very clear: if you continue like this, you will have no friends.

Silver Dragon: "...Ah, yes, yes, I'm still the bad guy!"

"What you know is too diverse. It would be better to refine it a little bit!" Silver Dragon thought for a while before speaking to Yang Lingxiao.

It’s no wonder he did that.

Yang Lingxiao is now like a walking treasure house of magic, with all kinds of magic and spells coming in an endless stream.

Plus the inheritance of the True Lord.

Yin Jiao couldn't imagine what Yang Lingxiao would become in the future.

The enemy finally comes up with a way to restrain you, but you turn around and use five hundred methods. What's the difference between this and taking the enemy's life?

"Look again!"

Yang Lingxiao said slowly.

Complex and patchy means that you cannot fully control the skills you have learned.

But he is different. He was born with the talent of multitasking, or even triple-tasking. Although he has not practiced the skills he has learned to the extreme, he has been able to master them and use them proficiently.

At this time, the spots become your trump cards.

When the enemy sees the nearly one hundred methods you have at your disposal, it will take some time just to count them, let alone fight them.

“…Just pretend I didn’t say anything!”

The silver dragon's face turned dark and his expression became resentful.

Damn it, you have such a talent and you're still hiding it.

"You can now obtain the second level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art!"

After a long pause, the voice of the Silver Dragon finally sounded again.

The elder brother wanted to fight to the death, but he didn't know that his two apprentices had already surrendered.

test?

I'm doing a teapot bubble test.

If this continues, who knows who will take a fancy to this guy next.

Forget it, destroy it!

Now, as long as Yang Lingxiao can successfully practice the previous inheritance, he will be eligible to obtain other inheritances.

And now Yang Lingxiao has already cultivated the first level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art to the entry level.

"I haven't passed the test yet!"

Silver Dragon: "... You bastard, you want to kill people and destroy their hearts, right? Come on, come on, chop me to death, chop me to death!"

"Buzz!"

A golden light containing the power of majesty emerged, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared out of thin air, then transformed into a young man wearing dragon scale soft armor, exuding terrifying and domineering power from his whole body.

"What are you looking at?!"

The man's eyes were sharp, like two sharp knives stabbing at the silver dragon in the distance.

"My good friend, you've become stronger!"

The young man had a defiant smile on his face, and a hint of teasing flashed across his deep eyes, the kind that only exists between close friends.

Yu...Yuwen Tuo?

A strange look crossed Yang Lingxiao's face.

It's not easy for us to become relatives and friends if you play like this.

And that thing hanging around the waist... should be... the legendary Emperor of the Earth, right?

"I forgot everything, you knew him!"

"I'm not him, I'm the spirit of the Xuan-Yuan Sword!"

The sword spirit folded its arms and floated directly in front of Yang Lingxiao.

"My dear friend, the level of Yin Tianzi's magical power that you are currently cultivating is a bit too low. My friend, how can you be just a mere Tianzi?

Heaven is not worthy to be your father."

"If you want to be the king, be the king of men. If you want to be the king, be the ruler of the world!"

"My good friend, I miss the Demon Lord!"

"Buzz!"

A dazzling golden light emerged, and Yang Lingxiao's Yin Tianzi magical power slowly transformed into the Human King magical power. The Human King's aura poured out from the Xuanyuan Sword, and it seemed as if it melted into Yang Lingxiao's body between the clouds and mist.

The energy of the Human King and the power of merit merged with each other and evolved into the prototype of a young dragon.

The golden dragon of national destiny hidden in Yang Lingxiao's body seemed to be touched and let out bursts of dragon roars. The dragon roars continued, and the three roars combined to form a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon.

The golden dragon circled around and approached the silver dragon, roaring so loudly that it shook the heavens and the earth.

Silver Dragon: "..."

……

At the same time, on a crooked tree in the underworld,

"Seventh Brother, you son of a bitch, are you getting your comeuppance again?"

"The dignified Wuchang Yinshuai was actually tricked by a dog. I just want to ask you, aren't you ashamed? Isn't it ashamed?"

The Black and White Impermanence were suspended in mid-air by two chains, with four gloating human figures standing around them.

Don’t ask, the only thing you know is that the Black and White Impermanence are unlucky, and that makes them happy.

If you don’t agree, hit me!

"That Minotaur and that Horse-Faced Monster, didn't I tell you, the Gold-Faced Ghost and the Silver-Faced Ghost, that you four shouldn't get too complacent. The next time you're in trouble, I'll definitely bring all 180,000 ghost officials under my command here."

"If one person laughs for a day, I'll piss you off to death!"

Looking at the gloating Bull-Head and Horse-Faced Demons and the golden shackles and silver locks, the Black and White Impermanence almost vomited blood.

These bastards knew that they were boundless, but they still underestimated the bottom line of these bastards.

Whose handsome ghost is squatting in front of the gate of hell to gossip and eat melons?

"Stop talking nonsense, the underworld has issued an order!"

"Order the Black and White Impermanence to handle this matter personally."

After laughing enough, the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons handed the two petitions to the two men. Just one glance at them made Bai Wuchang, who was hanging upside down on the tree branch, frown.

WTF?

Wankushan sued Maoshan disciples Lin Jiu and his fellow disciples, claiming that they allowed their disciples to kill Wankushan disciples, grind their bones and scatter their ashes, and then cast a spell to disperse their souls.

I beg Emperor Yin to make the decision!

He killed Lin Jiu and his fellow disciples of Maoshan, destroying their souls and spirits.

Grinding bones and scattering ashes, shattering souls and splitting spirits, this is really the way those little bastards in Maoshan act.

But isn't it a bit too wishful of you to ask Emperor Yin to kill all the people of Maoshan?

This second one is even more ridiculous!

I beg Emperor Yin to confer upon the Maoshan ancestral temple the fortune for three hundred years.

No, to confer a title on someone’s ancestral home, do you really think they don’t have any elders behind them?

This group of foxes is really interesting. They really treat Emperor Yin as a servant who can be summoned and dismissed at will, right?

Even though Bai Wuchang was used to seeing all kinds of outrageous operations, he was still shocked by these two petitions.

"How to say?"

Bai Wuchang looked at Niutou and asked.

"Don't they want to bring their case before Emperor Yin? Then find them a Emperor Yin."

"Xiansheng Zhenjun, when did you become the patron saint of monsters?"

Emperor Yin?

Bai Wuchang narrowed his eyes slightly, and then let out a strange laugh.

Yin Tianzi actually knew one person, but he had a bad temper and liked to use Thunder God!

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