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

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The remaining one was divided into four parts, three of which were integrated into the bodies of the three supreme elders, and the other one was given to Fu Meng.

“Is this meritorious?”

Fu Meng's dog eyes were so bright that it was frightening.

No, does this mean you will be rewarded with merit?

This is something that even my ancestors regarded as a treasure, and the owner gave it to me so easily?

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

"The devil is everywhere!"

"Ten thousand demons devour my body!"

"One Hundred Demons Marching at Night!"

"..."

"..."

Seeing that the Demon Realm had turned into the so-called Maoshan Secret Realm in the blink of an eye, the demons who had regrouped in the distance were almost going crazy.

No, why did you come out?

Oh, I remember now!

He was ordered to come here to supervise the construction of the blood pool so that the Demon Sect could take control of the Central Plains and use the devil's way to counter the righteous way.

If he saw correctly, not only was the blood pool that he had spent countless efforts to create overturned, but even he, the dignified Great Elder of the Demon Sect and a Half-Step Heavenly Master, had his head blown to pieces.

That’s all!

He even lost the demon world!

If the sect leader Ni Tiantong knew about this, wouldn't he be crushed to ashes and burned by the devil's fire every day?

It’s so spicy, all spicy!

I actually lost the demon world.

Thinking of this, the demon attacked like crazy, but he couldn't mobilize even a trace of demonic energy.

"Monster, you are plotting against my Maoshan secret realm and hurting my Maoshan headmaster, my senior brother. You are courting death!"

"Here comes the talisman!"

The three of them attacked together, and a giant Shangqing Dadong Talisman fell from the sky, and then directly imprisoned the demon's body inside.

With a big hand, the demon's figure was immediately captured in front of Yang Lingxiao.

"Son, is this useful?"

The three old Taoist priests asked with a smile.

demon:"……"

No, I am also one of your spoiled children, right?

"It's a little bit helpful, but not much!"

"Seal, fall!"

The seal of Emperor Yin fell to the ground, and the divine power contained in it immediately blasted down, turning the demon into a handful of blood mist on the spot.

Ni Tiantong, the leader of the Demon Sect, naturally felt the death of his subordinates. When he finally tracked down some clues, what was waiting for him was the golden whip in Wang Lingguan's hand.

The sky is falling!

Nitiantong felt like the sky was falling over and over again!

No, you killed my men, so it’s not too much for me to come and talk reason with you, right?

Then you turn around and ask Wang Lingguan to beat you with the golden whip. What's the difference between this and the sky falling?

The golden whip shattered his soul.

With just one glance, a hideous crack appeared on Nitiantong's soul.

If he had not sacrificed his own car to save his own driver, he would have followed the so-called great elder to reason with the ancestor.

Do you really think Wang Lingguan’s whip is just a decoration?

As for whether they can go before the ancestor's seat, that has nothing to do with Yang Lingxiao.

He is only responsible for sending these people to see the ancestor!

"Come die!"

Nitiantong is also a stubborn person.

Even after being whipped by Lord Lingguan, he still did not stop his suicidal thoughts. Instead, he found a clue and appeared through the void, turning around to face the enemy.

He swung a huge axe and chopped off Yang Lingxiao's head.

He just doesn't believe that Wang Lingguan can always be by your side to protect you.

A smile flashed across Yang Lingxiao's face. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The lightning whip with a dazzling arc of electricity immediately rushed forward.

The two weapons collided, and Nitiantong tried to dodge and retreat.

The seal of Yin Tianzi in the void shook at the right time, and the pressure generated immediately confined him in place. The thunder whip flipped over, and Ni Tiantong felt that his world was collapsing again.

Why do Taoist priests these days always use whips to beat people?

No, I am the master of the evil way, the child who defies heaven!

"The Return of Ten Thousand Demons..."

"Peng!"

With a whip, Nitiantong's already ugly face immediately turned into a shoe horn.

"Can't recover, can't recover yet?"

"Punish the criminals in accordance with the will of Heaven!"

"Thunder comes!"

The thunder from the sky caused Nitiantong's face to become half sunken again.

"I ask you, can't you recover?"

Ni Tian Tong: "..."

"Little guy, if you have the guts, don't use thunder magic!"

Nitiantong, whose head was knocked back into his chest, spoke in a muffled voice.

"it is good!"

"Golden light!"

Yang Lingxiao shouted loudly, and the lightning around him was immediately replaced by golden light.

That's pretty fucking exciting!

You bastard, you'd better pray that the Taoist's magic works, otherwise what comes next will be the Taoist's most severe magic.

You bastard, is the Taoist's law still heavy?

Do you really think that the Taoist's martial arts skills are just fancy moves?

Ni Tian Tong: "..."

After being pressed to the ground for a stick of incense, Nitiantong finally managed to figure out Yang Lingxiao's origins. Only the Maoshan sect could recite the Sutra of Salvation while attacking crazily.

"Are you from Maoshan?"

"Guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward!"

"Kill Order!" The Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts were activated, causing golden light to penetrate his body. The dignified leader of the Demon Sect, the dignified "Lord of the Demon World" was crushed into nothingness.

The green fluorescence between Fu Meng's eyebrows lit up again, and then turned into a handful of cold green light that penetrated the void and fell on the body of Ni Tiantong.

It’s not too much to practice some of Di Ting’s unique magical powers when you have nothing to do, right?

Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Lingxiao took control of the entire secret realm.

Although this secret place is not as full of treasures as the legend says, it is not far from it.

There is a small world that belongs to you and is controlled by you. The question is, how important is your influence?

"Master, if this secret realm is used properly, it will be enough to enhance the foundation of my Maoshan." Yang Lingxiao said as he handed a token condensed by the sword spirit to the three people.

With the token, you can enter the secret realm directly.

"My child, you don't have to hand this secret realm over to Maoshan. You can master it yourself!"

"Its use in your hands is far greater than if it were sent back to Mount Mao!"

The three supreme elders chuckled and shook their heads, looking at Yang Lingxiao with admiration in their eyes.

With such disciples taking over the entire Maoshan, it is not excessive for these old people to be more aggressive, less disciplined, and have no worries, right?

The importance of the secret realm is naturally comparable to the most precious treasure among all treasures.

But it also depends on who holds it.

If it is handed over to Maoshan, it will at most be used as a place for retreat. If it is held in the hands of Yang Lingxiao, the true function of this secret realm will be developed.

What's more, Maoshan is not short of secret places!

outside world.

Looking at the horse thieves who were injured or dead, Wang Po's back teeth were almost broken by them.

Where on earth did this group of people come from?

It would be fine if they just unified the thunder method, but if there is any disagreement, they even have to call in the Taiping Dao soldiers.

That’s all!

Those four strong guys, must have grown up eating feed, right?

The golden light spell transformed into armor, coupled with the weapons in their hands, gave him a sense of fear as if he had seen a real god.

Shi Shaojian and his six men continued their attack. Seeing that the dozens of remaining horse thieves were about to flee in all directions, the weapons in the hands of the six men were immediately replaced by whisks.

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