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

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With a slight movement of his mind, the cultivation techniques of the Six Volumes of the Heavenly Eye melted away like ice, and then he felt an inexplicable mastery of the techniques.

Yang Lingxiao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly took off into the air. While in mid-air, he activated his Sky Eye and attacked in all directions.

The magical power is so vast that it blends into nature!

The murderous intent of heaven's law, act according to the law!

Yang Lingxiao, obey the law!

Understand the laws of heaven and suppress the evil of evil spirits.

At the same time, still in front of the palace embedded in the clouds, the White Crane Boy stood with bright clouds around him, holding a stack of ordinary petitions in his hands.

That’s right, it’s a memorial!

He had seen people submitting memorials before, but this was the first time he had seen someone paying respects using a memorial, especially one being delivered here.

He could foresee that every time Yang Lingxiao submitted a petition, the founder of Maoshan would frown.

But so what?

Who told me that I am not the most favored little disciple?

But he was the only one who could send a petition directly here.

"Respect the teacher, expound the law of heaven, follow the will of heaven, and even lead the way of heaven.

With a resolute mind and a constant heart for the Dao, and possessing the mystical arts, he has become a renowned figure in the Dao."

"My dear Ling Xiao, you are truly my favorite!"

"Tong'er, send a golden light to Ling Xiao to block the essence of his divine eyes. When he breaks through, that will be the time for him to achieve enlightenment."

The petition disappeared, and what followed was an extremely melodious sound, like the movement of wind and clouds, or the ringing of a golden bell, which made people involuntarily obey the order and bow, feeling respect in their hearts.

"Accept the decree!"

"Master, are we still going to pass on the decree?"

The little boy with golden horns holding the decree asked as he looked at the shadow of a white crane flying through the sky.

"nature!

The mortal in white picked up a chess piece and looked into the void with a hint of surprise. After a long time, he smiled and looked away.

Then he said with a hint of emotion.

"I never thought that my little disciple would have such good fortune and talent."

"Forget it, go find your senior brother Nezha and ask him to take you to the West Sea."

"The sky is filled with murderous intent... This knife must be raised by someone. Today, this knife has a master!"

Drain the estuary.

"Second brother, brothers are professionally trained and usually don't laugh unless they can't help it."

Looking at Yang Lingxiao burning incense and paying homage to the statue of Xiansheng Zhenjun, the great god Haihui suddenly burst into laughter.

How should I describe this scene in the future?

Second brother, I don’t know if these two secrets of mine can keep you company for the rest of your life. What? You’re going to take me to steal the tower?

Let me bring the heavenly soldiers with me, and we must make all the necessary preparations.

Manifesting the Holy Lord: “…”

Your laughter could actually be louder.

"Brother, I want to see Xiao'er!"

"No, second brother, you don't want to at all. Don't forget what you have nurtured along the way, and it is now burning souls with lightning in the Exorcism Institute!"

The great god Haihui quickly refused.

My own nephew is a future pioneer general that I value. I cannot let my second brother turn him into a dog.

Don’t you agree, Liu Chapan?!

"No, I just want to go see him, that's all!"

There was shame in Zhenjun's eyes.

His own Xiao'er had her eyes stolen, bones broken, blood plundered, soul sucked out, and heart destroyed. If it were not for the decree of the Heavenly Lord, the dragons of the four seas and the eight heavenly dragons of the West would have invaded the four seas and the Buddha Sea again and again.

He, Yang Jian, is incompetent!

"Master, the fox is coming!"

At this time, Xiaotian Dog suddenly reported with an inexplicable look, "Damn it, what's the difference between showing up at this time and seeking death?"

"not see!"

The True Lord waved his hand and said.

"True Lord, the Three Holy Mothers..."

"not see!"

"I said, if you don't see me, then you don't see me!"

"He's just a wicked beast, yet he actually uses my name to allow his clan to plunder and harm the world. Roaring Sky Dog, take a message to the Three Holy Mothers. The laws of heaven stipulate that any demon who harms the world must die!"

"Boss, go to the Exorcism House in person and wait for him to be fully punished before taking him to the Heavenly Prison!"

"Brother, aren't you leaving yet?"

Zhenjun stood up and looked at the great god Haihui who was fiddling with the Xiaotian Dog weapon and asked.

"Second brother, you must promise not to reveal a single word to my nephew!" The great god Haihui narrowed his eyes slightly, and the three-pointed knife that was casually placed in the distance immediately made a low sound.

There are always great people who want to cut me!

"That's my son!"

"That's still my nephew!"

"Okay, second brother promises you, forget about stealing the tower!"

Zhenjun finally smiled bitterly and shook his head.

So was it the tower that was stolen? It was clearly the life of Li Tianwang, the king who was in charge of the tower.

At the same time, in the system's inheritance space.

"Good friend, why do you want to fight him?" The sword spirit asked with his arms folded as he looked at the figure opposite him holding a golden sword and wearing a golden mask.

While practicing thunder magic, Yang Lingxiao replied, "My dear friend, don't you think he is very strong? If he could unleash his full strength, he might be able to reach the realm of immortals."

"But he is not the Sword Master after all!"

"Xuanyuan Sword, there are two sword masters in this life!"

"The first is Emperor Xuanyuan, and the second is you, my good friend."

The sword spirit suppressed the lazy look on his face and said.

"why?"

"Because you share the same path as Emperor Xuanyuan!"

"Come!" The figure in golden armor took the lead in attacking with a golden sword in hand. Yang Lingxiao threw the Xuanyuan Sword, which turned into a sharp light and hit the golden sword.

With a light rub of his hand, the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to turn into a sharp arrow and spun rapidly. The recoil force immediately made the golden-armored figure retreat a heavy step.

He swung his sword and slashed it down, and two identical golden sword shadows burst out with layers of golden light like ripples.

The golden light spread, dispersing countless clouds and mists.

The two of them were moving faster and faster. Even if you looked closely, you could only barely see some faint afterimages. The afterimages were moving rapidly, and the sword light was breaking through the air.

After the sword shadows dissipated, the two began to fight with fists and feet again, with each punch hitting the flesh and the divine fire splitting into two bodies.

All the means were used, but no one could buy anyone else.

It ended with them piercing each other's chests with swords.

"Come again!"

In a flash of light, Yang Lingxiao stood on the ring again with a sword in his hand. This time, he was facing the God of Justice, Xiansheng Zhenjun, who was wearing silver armor and carrying a lot of weapons under his cloak.

"Come, let me try your sword!"

The True Lord Phantom shouted softly, then swung an axe at Yang Lingxiao.

Yang Lingxiao: “…”

At this moment, he finally understood the strange look in Heishan's eyes when he took out the axe.

Again, you'd better pray that you meet the Sage-Manifesting True Lord holding a three-pointed knife, then you might really be saved, but when the Sage-Manifesting True Lord holding a giant axe appears, you'd better pray that the northwest wind doesn't blow.

"Golden light!"

Yang Lingxiao, who was chopped off by an axe, also urged the giant axe to strike out.

result……

"call out!"

This time it’s a magic mirror and a mountain-driving whip.

Liu Chapan, tell me, have you ever defeated such a being?

After ten rounds, the shadow of his third uncle appeared in Yang Lingxiao's mind.

Just a glance!

The sky collapsed again!

Three heads and eight arms, with an arrogant look!

Grandpa, I'm done again!

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