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

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Looking around, he saw that all the statues of ancestors enshrined in the temple were emitting fluorescent light, and the golden fluorescence even evolved into hands, which then touched Yang Lingxiao's head.

Okay, okay, I’ve given up on learning this. I’ve given up on learning this!

It turns out that the ancestors all like this, so can I...

"boom!"

A sound like muffled thunder exploded in Zhang Xuanyu's ears, startling him.

The ancestor rejected what you wanted and gave you a surprise.

Zhang Xuanyu: "..."

Soon, in the church.

"It was God who created this world and God who created us. God is supreme, and God says that all people in the world are sinful."

"Only by asking God to atone for our sins can we go to heaven."

In the center of the church, the priest was sprinkling the so-called holy water while talking to the audience below.

Sitting below were townspeople wearing ill-fitting suits and skirts, and among them were Ah Xing and Ah Yue.

“Now, please let us pray together!”

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning descended from the void, piercing through the void and striking the cross in the distance.

The lightning condensed into a knife and immediately blasted the cross into pieces.

"Disperse!"

Amidst the thunder, a cold voice sounded out of nowhere.

For a moment, the townspeople below stood up quickly and rushed out of the church as if they were under a spell, without even looking back.

The Human King has supernatural powers, and his words are followed by laws!

While other spells consume mana, the Human King's magical powers consume luck.

"Who?!"

All the believers turned their heads, and were faced with two vampire heads.

"Has your God ever told you to speak more quietly?"

The figures of Yang Lingxiao, Zhang Xuanyu and others gradually solidified, and they descended from the sky with thunder in their bodies. In the morning light, they looked like banished immortals descending from the sky.

“Heretical…heretic!”

"God will not forgive you, God will not forgive you!"

The priest's fingers trembled, as if Yang Lingxiao and others were some kind of monster.

"Noisy!"

"die!"

Heishan swept his eyes around, and two stone pillars appeared in the void, rushing towards the figure in the distance.

The stone pillars rotated, as if they had turned into two flesh-grinding wheels.

Just as those people were about to be crushed by the stone pillars, two decorative coffins in the distance suddenly exploded into pieces, and two monks with gloomy eyes jumped out from them.

"Everyone in Sanshan must..."

"Bald donkey?!"

"Demon, you're looking for death!"

Yang Lingxiao made a move at zero frame. With a clench of his hand, thunder from the sky began to fall one by one, layer after layer. Looking around, there were a total of eighty-one thunders.

It's just an ordinary thunder.

But don’t forget that the heavenly thunder driven by Yang Lingxiao carries the aura of the Human King, the aura of national destiny, and the power of merit.

When the thunder struck, the two old monks felt as if they had turned into mung bean spirits.

No, which good Taoist priest would use the Thunder Department's heavenly calamity when he disagrees with something?

The power of the first two heavenly tribulations wasn’t this strong, right?

"Golden light!"

"Draw a circle on the ground to make a prison!"

The golden light fell, and the two old monks were immediately trapped in place. The golden light fell inch by inch, pressing them directly to the ground.

They may have been on the same level as the Maoshan Grand Elder before, but now, they are just two old noobs with exhausted mana and barely at the level of Earth Master.

"Amitabha!"

The two old monks were surrounded by Buddha's light, but it was finally extinguished by Yang Lingxiao.

"You two, I am not good at speaking, so I can only send you to listen to the sutras in front of the Grand Master."

Yang Lingxiao recited the magic formula in a low voice and raised his hand to issue the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts.

"Soul-Chasing Order!"

"Buzz!"

The void was rippling, and four powerful gods wearing heavy armor, holding huge hammers in their hands, and exuding terrifying auras descended from the sky.

The leading men swung their two giant hammers and hit the two old monks head-on in front of their crotches.

"Fuck!!!"

The sudden scene not only made Zhang Xuanyu and Zhang Qingyu feel cold all over, but even Fu Meng felt his anus tighten, and his hair stood up all over his body, and then he retreated to the side again and again.

No, it must be painful to be hit like this, right?

"Big Brother, has Brother Yang always been like this?"

Zhang Qingyu swallowed and asked.

Zhang Xuanyu: "..."

After a dozen breaths, the two old monks had turned into two torn sacks, and from a distance, they no longer looked like human beings.

The right hand lightly grasps the whip with golden light.

With a whip, the two half-dead old monks let out a desperate cry from their throats.

“Wang…Wang Lingguan?!”

Looking around, behind Yang Lingxiao stood the awe-inspiring Wang Lingguan, wearing golden armor and holding a golden whip.

What kind of person can receive the protection of Wang Lingguan?

With this child around, how can Buddhism and Taoism win if there is another dispute?

Buddha, this child must not be allowed to stay, he must not be allowed to stay!

"boom!"

The golden whip blasted down, and the two old monks immediately went to see the founder.

"If you are sincere, you will naturally be blessed by the ancestors!"

"Oh, I almost forgot, you don't have a ancestor!"

Yang Lingxiao released the golden whip in his hand, and also released the murderous aura in his heart, saying that it was not that he would not kill, but that he would not talk about killing lightly.

"I have a great master, you better have one too!"

"Montenegro!"

"My lord!"

The evil energy around Heishan splattered randomly, and finally turned into an extremely huge palm that pierced through the ground, and then pulled out a vampire with the same scarlet eyes.

When their eyes met, the vampire seemed a little shy, otherwise he wouldn't have turned his head back.

"Your God seems quite stingy!"

"Isn't it just a scolding that turned him into this state?"

"Snapped!"

Fu Meng's dog claws slapped out, straightening the vampire's head. Taking this opportunity, he also saw the memory of the ghost of Xiling. It turned out that he was once a so-called priest.

"How about this!"

Fu Meng stood up and strolled over, then appeared in front of the trembling priest with the look of a veteran. "Your god is stingy, but my master is generous!"

"Reciting my master's true name can prevent reincarnation... You don't have reincarnation either, you just can't die."

"Trust my master!"

Priest: “…”

"What's your master's name? What kind of god is he?" Although he was afraid, the priest still forced himself to ask.

It’s not that he is not strong enough, it’s just that the enemy is too brutal.

Just based on the scene just now, he couldn't help but believe that this group of people were real gods!

Taoist priest, I believe that you are gods. Isn’t it enough to believe it?

"My master, my master is the God of Justice, remember this... Ouch, Master, I was wrong!"

Fu Meng was struck by a bolt of lightning and turned into a Gouzi brand Hot Wheels. He disappeared with a strange cry.

"Black Mountain, they are still useful!"

Yang Lingxiao turned around at the right time and glanced into the distance.

The God of Plague is coming!

This is so cool, this is the cool style!

Qingyu, do you understand?

Zhang Qingyu: “????”

Heishan casually devoured the vampire and then walked towards the group of cultists in the distance.

A moment later, the cross in the distance turned into a shrine, and on the shrine were the shrines of the Three Orthodox Mountains, the Mysterious Sects, and the Maoshan Patriarchs.

Killing those dwarf mules does not conflict with seizing faith.

Expanding territory is the greatest merit!

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