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

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Heishan swung his halberd and slashed out, not wanting to fight any longer. He once again gathered up a handful of demonic energy and disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it!"

"Set up the formation and kill those bastards!"

Jiumoko raised his hand and waved, and the monks standing behind him immediately rushed forward, muttering something, and then took out a number of command flags and inserted them into the ground.

In the distance, Jiumoko threw the Buddhist beads in his hand backhand.

As the Buddhist beads fell to the ground, blood pools suddenly appeared on the ground. The blood pools squirmed, and naked figures with blood-red bodies and scimitars in their hands walked out from them.

"Have you figured it out?"

Fu Meng asked as he stood in front of the monster, which had only half of its body left.

Monster: "..."

"Don't understand?"

The monster shook his head repeatedly.

"Are you still shaking your head at me?"

"If you don't understand, then die!"

"Crack!"

After taking a bite, Fu Meng immediately stuffed the monster into his teeth as a snack. He weighed it up and down with his claws and immediately threw the copper box towards Black Mountain.

The red and white evil spirits that lost control immediately became chaotic as if they had fallen into madness.

Little do people know that chaos is the real force that causes harm.

"My dear nephew, be careful, those things are going to fight to the death!" Zhe Gu held the peach wood sword in her hand, as if she would stomp the ground to ask for help from the master in the next moment.

"Die, die!"

The two evil spirits abandoned their opponents and merged into one.

In an instant, the foul and evil air in the void immediately condensed into two rolling blood clouds.

The blood cloud kept wriggling until countless densely packed skeletons flew out of it.

The skeletons roared and attacked several people in unison.

"Golden Light Curse!"

"Golden light condenses into shape!"

"General and soldiers!"

Seeing that their senior brother had no intention of taking action, Shi Shaojian and others immediately jumped forward, using the golden light condensation technique taught to them by Yang Lingxiao.

The golden light transformed into human figures holding swords, which chopped off layer of skulls.

"Brother, use your strength to give them a big blow!" Yang Ba raised his hand and smashed several rotating skeletons into pieces, then summoned his greatsword.

Although this sword is not his godfather's Qingyun Sword, it is not an ordinary object. There are two talismans on the sword, one for wind and the other for fire.

"Come!"

The nine people stood behind Yang Ba as if they had telepathy and borrowed all their magic power from him.

"change!"

Yang Ba's eyes shone golden, he turned over and activated the wind talisman on the sword to strangle him.

The sword kept spinning, causing gusts of wind and fire to shatter the blood cloud in the air while slashing towards the two evil spirits in the distance.

"Block!!"

The two evil spirits had ferocious faces and rushed forward with bad luck.

"Crack!"

The sword passed through and the man fell.

"Thunder God is coming!!"

The ten people worked together again to activate the Thunder God's descent.

Under the splash of lightning, the two evil spirits were immediately hammered into pieces, and were pulled into the copper box. The remaining happy ghosts saw the two evil spirits disappear, and immediately fled in all directions.

But how could those who had already decided to kill them let them go so easily?

Lightning and golden light swirled, and in just a moment, the legendary extremely evil and vicious creature immediately became a training tool for Shi Shaojian and others.

This scene made him subconsciously slap his forehead.

its not right!

When did it become so easy to exorcise demons and monsters?

Just push forward without any delay.

Grandmaster, is this still the way we do things in Maoshan?

Are you telling me that what we just encountered was a conflict between red and white?

They are just a bunch of little trash, okay?

Yang Lingxiao, you are so strong in Maoshan!

"Old monster, it's yours!"

Fu Meng threw the copper box in his hand away.

Montenegro:"……"

I want a broken thing to take home and use as a teapot to make tea?

"coming!"

Yang Lingxiao held the Seven Star Sword in his hand, and with one strike of the sword, the Tai Chi Sword Seal immediately dispersed the bad luck in the air.

Bad luck spread everywhere, and what awaited everyone were densely packed and ever-increasing numbers of skinning vampires.

Looking around, there are hundreds or even thousands of them.

"Big Brother, what is this pile of stuff?"

The domineering and powerful man asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Don't get me wrong, I've never seen this before!

Yang Lingxiao carried his sword on his back, his deep eyes showing no emotion at all.

These evil ghost-like creatures are skinned ghosts that have been stripped of their skin and flesh and their souls extracted.

"They talk about the Buddha's compassion, but their belly is full of petty theft!"

"Your Buddha taught you these things?"

Yang Lingxiao's eyes shone with gold as they passed through the dense swarm of skin-peeling ghosts and then fell on Jiumoko in the distance.

"Evil beast, how dare you blaspheme my Buddha?!"

A group of monks holding iron rods roared continuously.

"Noisy!"

“Kill!”

Yang Lingxiao swept them down with a single glance, and his magical power of making things happen as he spoke was activated. Those monks who served as the base of the formation immediately became confused and dazed, as if their souls had been taken away.

His eyes were dull, and then he tore his neck apart in front of Jiumoko's horrified gaze.

"demon!!"

Jiumoko's magical power surged throughout his body, and he roared like a mad lion.

It was easy for them to control a mortal, but just one word was enough to make the elite disciple of the Holy Sect commit suicide on the spot and even break his own neck.

Such means are simply unheard of and beyond hearing.

The Taoist sect in the Middle Earth is actually even more brutal than the Demon Sect?

"Noisy!"

Yang Lingxiao swung his sword, and the Tai Chi sword seal flipped frequently in the air, and then headed towards the direction where Jiumo Ke was.

You are planning to attack me secretly. Is it okay for me to take you down to see the ancestor?

If you are not as skilled as others, you will die!

"Oh no, Vajra Glass Body!"

Jiumoko's whole body flashed with golden light, and then transformed into a golden bell that enveloped it.

The sword seal blasted down, and the golden bell was immediately shattered to the surroundings.

"You might die if I do this!"

Jiumo Ke: "..."

Maoshan should be a legitimate sect, right?

How come all the disciples I taught have such faces?

The murderous aura on their bodies is heavier than the other, their attacks are more ruthless than the other, and their personalities are more decisive than the other.

When dealing with these things, you'd better kill them all at once, otherwise you will be hunted endlessly.

"Damn, that was sloppy!"

Jiumo Ke cursed inwardly.

"What a little brat from Maoshan, he really thinks he's a living Buddha..."

"kneel!"

“Block it!!!”

Jiumoko used all his magical power to lift up his cassock, clasped his hands together and shouted loudly.

But he soon discovered to his horror that his legs could not stop kneeling down to the ground, and no matter how he mobilized his magic power, it was of no use.

Finally, with his veins bulging, he fell heavily to his knees on the ground.

"knock!!"

"Do not……"

“The King…!”

"Peng!"

"Heavenly King helps...!"

"Peng!"

"God, help me!"

"Peng Peng Peng!"

After knocking his head repeatedly, blood began to appear on Jiumo Ke's forehead, but he could only knock his head again and again with bloodshot eyes.

……