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

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This young man is definitely a master!

After just one encounter, Mr. Jiang made his judgment in his heart.

There are three kinds of people in the world that you cannot mess with: women, children and Taoists.

Little do people know that there is another type of person who is far more dangerous than these three types. They are Taoist priests who have a restrained aura and appear unremarkable from a distance, and there is not much abnormality when you look closely. They usually half-close their eyes to hide the sharpness in their eyes.

The young people in front of me are of this kind.

It would be fine if he was just showing off his talents, which would at most prove that he is a novice.

But if one can control his movements freely, he must be a master without a doubt.

Coupled with the aura around him, he even suspected for a moment that it was a banished immortal who had arrived!

Yang Lingxiao's eyes were deep, with a golden glint in them. Looking through his eyes, he saw that there was an endless supply of Yin Qi and corpse Qi slowly rising from under the Jiang family's ground, piling up at the top, neither going up nor down.

He is indeed a first-class villain. Not only did he build his home on a grave, but he also built it for countless generations.

This is equivalent to sleeping with a corpse as your pillow every day, and sleeping for the rest of your life.

The Jiang family is such a ruthless family!

Their "ferocity" is comparable to that of the Ren family, which is full of talented zombies.

"I have met this Taoist priest!"

Master Jiang spoke first.

"I am Yang Lingxiao from Maoshan, nice to meet you, Master Jiang!" Yang Lingxiao retracted his gaze and nodded slightly in return.

"Master Jiang, have you sensed anything strange happening recently?"

Weird thing?

Master Jiang's slightly hunched body gradually straightened up. After a moment's thought, he finally shook his head and said, "This place is remote, and nothing strange has happened recently.

If there's anything strange, it's just the occasional harassment from horse thieves."

"Thank you for your concern, Taoist priest. I would like to thank you!"

Yang Lingxiao's expression remained unchanged, and he gently flapped his folding fan, still looking calm and composed. "Master Jiang, there's a lot of evil spirits and corpses growing under your house. The yin energy is so strong that it will ruin your future generations' fortunes."

"It could also easily affect future generations!"

Suddenly, a roar spread from the distant void. As the roar subsided, corpse qi rose into the sky, causing wind and clouds to surge as it rushed into the void. Blood-red dark clouds fell one after another, covering the already gray sky with darkness.

Blood thunders fell from the sky, blasting through one house after another.

"not good!"

"Old bastard, all those dead ancestors of your family are out!" Diyi Mao was almost numb. He dared to fight the flying zombie head-on. Even if he encountered a golden armored corpse, he would not dare to rush up and kill it once.

But forget it if you encounter a group of zombies

No matter how strong or powerful you are, you cannot withstand the repeated sieges.

master?

Master, can you withstand the siege of tens of thousands, or even fifty or sixty thousand zombies, even if they are just wax zombies that have just transformed!

"Nephew, what should we do now?"

Looking at the collapsing ground and the corpse qi that was about to materialize, Diyi Mao saw for the first time the figure of his master looming.

With tens of thousands of zombies, even the master can’t keep his head down, right?

Before the first Mao finished speaking, countless wax corpses with melted wax all over their bodies, shriveled skin and ashen faces flew out from the collapsed ground.

With a hissing roar, boundless murderous aura burst out, shaking the ground and leaving countless cracks on the surrounding walls.

"Boom!"

Countless blood thunders poured down again, tearing through the dark clouds in the sky and turning into black raindrops that fell to the ground. Coupled with bursts of sharp roars of corpses, it seemed like the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart.

"This...this, Taoist Priest, this..."

Looking at the scene in the distance, even though Mr. Jiang was used to big scenes, the hand holding the cane began to tremble slightly.

Ancestor, if you have any dissatisfaction, please send me a dream. It’s wrong to scare people!

"Old bastard, why don't you take people away? Do you want to see your ancestors too?"

Diyi Mao reminded in a deep voice.

"But, but that's my ancestors for eighteen generations!" Mr. Jiang hesitated.

"Your ancestors are planning to kill your son!"

"Dad..."

Hearing his son's cry for help, Mr. Jiang crushed his crutches and rushed out.

"Son, Daddy is here to save you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped several meters in one step.

"Nephew, I'll stop those things later. You can go first. Just take care of the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the future!"

Diyi Mao gave a warning as if leaving a will, swung the sword in his hand, and rushed towards the exit of the corpse nest in the distance.

Thunder appeared in the palm of his hand, and several wax corpses were blasted away!

Taoist priests should die on the way to kill zombies!

Yang Lingxiao also rushed out with thunder in his body, holding the three-pointed knife in his hand and smashing it out heavily.

A blue lightning flashed out, overturning a circle of wax corpses.

In his eyes, every wax corpse that jumped out was a walking good deed.

Seeing the presence of human beings, the wax corpses that jumped out of the corpse nest quickly grew two rows of extremely sharp fangs, and their nails were as sharp as knives. They pounced on Yang Lingxiao and Diyi Mao repeatedly.

"Thunder in the Palm!"

The First Mao was forced to retreat repeatedly, and was met with a palm-sized thunder in the face. The lightning splashed, and the wax corpse was immediately blown into pieces.

Just when Diyi Mao was about to make another move, Master Jiang suddenly appeared.

"Old bandit, that's my dad!"

"That won't work either, that's my fourth uncle!"

"That's my third uncle!"

"Chop that one, that's my second uncle!"

First Mao: "..."

"Dad, I am your son!" Master Jiang grabbed the wax corpse of his father and shouted.

"Pfft!"

But what greeted him were the sharp claws of his third and fourth uncles.

After being turned around and grabbed by the two wax corpses, he immediately reacted.

He stepped forward with all his strength and then knelt on the ground.

"Ancestors, I am an unfilial child!"

"Old bandit, how far do you think we should retreat?"

First Mao: "..."

“The farther the better!”

"Butler, take the young master and let's go!"

Ancestors, I, the unfilial son, know very well that disturbing the ancestors’ sleep is a great sin, but as an unfilial son, I have no choice but to watch my ancestors being converted by the Taoist priest.

Forget it, from today on, this unfilial son will no longer have the surname Jiang!

Don’t blame us, ancestors. The life of an unfilial son is also a life!

"Master, please act quickly and don't let them suffer!"

After saying that, Mr. Jiang and his gang rushed out in a hurry without even looking back.

Ancestors are important, but the lives of descendants are also lives!

Ancestors, I will apologize to you when I go to the underworld.

If you are really dissatisfied, you can go to the two Taoist masters and they will help you.

Yang Lingxiao: "...What a filial son! He's simply so filial!"

The Jiang family also produces talented people!

This speed of shifting the blame can be compared to mine.

I will never allow such a genius to appear before me again.

Don’t care about life or death, just do it if you don’t agree!

A meat processing plant director once said that zombies have no sense of pain.

"Come!"

The thunder whip swung horizontally and turned into a magic staff, with divine light shining all around it, which in turn attracted endless divine thunder to bless itself. Looking around, the yellow sky divine thunder seemed to have turned into thunder dragons behind it.

"I, Yang Lingxiao, am here today under the orders of the Taoist Master of the Taiping Dao, the Central Yellow Horn Immortal, the current Taoist Master of the Taiping Dao, to order the Thunder God to exorcise the demon!"

"Thunder God and Lightning Goddess obey my command!"

"Boom!"

Lightning flashes condensed out of thin air in the void and directly dispersed the corpse thunders in the air!

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