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

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"Old Eight, do you feel anything?"

In front of the gate of hell, Bai Wuchang seemed to sense something and narrowed his eyes slightly. Looking through his deep eyes, he saw the blurry human path trembling, as if responding to some call.

Hei Wuchang dragged the chain in his hand, and after a long silence, he slowly uttered three words.

"All have to die!"

"That's right, I almost forgot, Xiaojiu is a part of that thing..."

"That's it!"

"Think carefully, how can you trick Xiaojiu? Why do you think people need to be so smart?" Bai Wuchang put the white hat on his head and asked Hei Wuchang beside him.

Some things are innate!

But he really does look like his dad.

Apart from playing the role of a hunter, all he does is like making friends. As long as you can get his recognition, he will help you even if you are bored and want to make trouble in heaven.

"All have to die!"

"Cut off his salary! What does a living person need the salary from below for?"

"But I want to see how he can deal with that brat. He's like a dog, and he's worthy of trying to befriend our Little Nine.

Deduct three thousand years from his lifespan, and try to kill him during the next Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man."

The two men rushed out one after the other, and patted the bald head of an old bald donkey that was soaked in the Forgetful River beside them.

Soon, in Yang Lingxiao's room.

"Pfft!"

The moment Yang Lingxiao appeared, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his breath became unstable.

"Owner!"

Fu Meng and Heishan, who noticed something was wrong, immediately broke down the door and rushed in. They saw Yang Lingxiao, who was in a very miserable state and covered in scars.

His body was in a mess, and the clothes under his Taoist robe were covered with knife marks and wounds.

From a distance, his body was covered with dense wounds so deep that the bones could be seen.

One arm was broken in the middle, and the bones could be seen in the candlelight.

"Owner……"

The divine pattern appeared on Fu Meng's brow, and he wanted to heal Yang Lingxiao.

"nothing!"

"It's just a joke!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of light fell from the sky and directly healed all the injuries on Yang Lingxiao's body.

This is the special thing about that space. Even if you die, as long as there is still some residue left, you can recover immediately.

Too bad!

Even if it's just an illusion!

You tell me, after learning magic for a few years, I can fight against such a being and even banish him to the human world to feel the so-called infinite love?

You tell me that your few years of practice can be comparable to a person who has become a saint in the flesh, and who has suppressed a generation of people who only dare to whisper behind his back and do not recognize his relatives?

Tell me, how the hell did he defeat such a humanoid Gundam?

What body of the god of war, what body of a real dragon, what indestructible diamond, what Eight-Nine Profound Arts, they are all bullshit.

In the face of absolute power and strength, your strength is as ridiculous as your means.

"Dog, let me teach you a word!"

"It's not scary to get carried away, it's the weaker one who'll be embarrassed!"

Yang Lingxiao scratched Fu Meng's big head and then spoke thoughtfully.

Although he was nearly beaten to death by a hand, he did not gain nothing. It turned out that the inheritance of the True Lord was used in that way.

"Hey, isn't this our Xiaojiu? Why is he like this? Did he get beaten up? Tell me, I'll bring him down right away!"

Bai Wuchang's slightly teasing voice sounded, and the Yin energy turned into a frosty light. When he appeared, he patted the big fat dog Fu Meng's butt in a mean manner.

"All have to die!"

Hei Wuchang was as concise as ever.

"Yeah?!"

"I was beaten by the Sage-Manifesting Master!"

Yang Lingxiao drooped his face, feeling as if all his strength had been drained away.

Black and White Impermanence: "...Do you think our faces are particularly white?"

"Xiaojiu, don't joke!"

This one sentence startled Hei Wuchang so much that he started talking about other things.

Bring down the Sage Master, and they will have several heads.

They are gods of death, but they are not gods who seek death for no reason!

"Little thing, go get someone to clean up the main hall!"

Bai Wuchang glanced at Heishan sinisterly, and after a brief look, he was amazed. Those who could join Maoshan were really lucky, and they even dared to take such a thing under their command and use it as a dog.

But this is normal, after all, their ancestor would wander around the world with a drought demon whenever he had a disagreement.

Seeing Yang Lingxiao nod, Fu Meng turned into a streak of light and disappeared.

Sorry, even my ancestors are useless in front of the master.

"Xiaojiu, someone has sued you!"

"I'm planning to chop off your head and offer it to the gods!"

Bai Wuchang appeared in front of Yang Lingxiao and took out three petitions from his arms. Yes, three.

Seeing that there was no decree from the underworld, those guys were so bold as to submit a third petition.

What? Are you urging the underworld to do something?

Bai Wuchang sometimes wondered if Wanku Mountain could no longer accommodate them, and after "rebelling" against Heaven, they were planning to rebel against the Underworld for fun?

What a fuss!

As the three documents appeared, the dark lines on Yang Lingxiao's face became increasingly intense.

No, they are sick, right?

Not only did he intend to kill all the Maoshan disciples, he also planned to seal the luck of Maoshan. This was even better. He even wanted to make sure that all the Maoshan disciples within 300 miles of the City God Temple were beheaded and offered to the heaven.

I can only say, Liu Chapan, what on earth did you feed those foxes to make them so crazy?

"Xiaojiu, what do you say?"

Bai Wuchang asked with a sinister smile.

"Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, I actually have a treasure that I haven't used yet!"

Yang Lingxiao stood up and placed a special jade seal on the table.

The seal is a serious seal, and its full name is the Order of the Arctic Exorcism Institute!

The North Pole Exorcism House is responsible for killing all ghosts and gods that have not received the mandate from heaven.

In addition, he is also responsible for supervising all earthly immortals and Yin gods.

Simply put, the Beiji Exorcism House is the ancient Dali Temple.

Court order!

Unless it is a major matter, no action should be taken without authorization. Any mortal wizard who issues orders without authorization will be punished by heaven.

"...hiss...Xiaojiu, are you planning to kill that brat?"

"In that case, then Seventh Brother will help you be magnanimous!"

Bai Wuchang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his teeth.

The God of Justice is protecting you?

If the warden knocks on you, you, a tea tray, will be half crippled if not dead.

Even the God of Justice can’t help!

"The underworld has issued an order!"

"Let Emperor Yin Yang Lingxiao take full charge of this matter!"

"Please ask Emperor Yin to make the Holy Judgment!"

Bai Wuchang suddenly stood up, his clothes transformed into official uniform, and he flashed to Yang Lingxiao and bowed gently.

As soon as he bowed, a mysterious light flashed around Yang Lingxiao, and he was wearing a dragon robe and a crown. He was blessed with the power of the underworld and his imperial majesty was as strong as a prison.

Soon, the main hall was cleared out.

As Emperor Yin's seal fell, the main hall immediately turned into the emperor's palace.

The hanging palace appears, with the evil spirits standing on both sides.

With a flick of his sleeve, the petition burned, attracting dozens of figures of all shapes and sizes to fall from the sky.

There is evil spirit all over the body, and he often appears like a fox!

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