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

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"Crazy?"

"Ren Weiyong killed my entire family, and his son Ren Fa killed your entire family. It's not too much for us to wipe out the entire Ren family, right?" The mummy head on the right grinned grimly, and its turbid gray eyes were full of sinisterness and viciousness.

If you kill my whole family, I will kill your whole family. That’s not too much, right?

Then I will capture the souls of your entire family, burn them in a raging fire, and then wash them away with the water from the Yellow Spring. Is that too much?

Revenge when there is hatred, revenge when there is hatred!

"What does this have to do with your blood sacrifice to the entire Renjia Town?"

The head on the left side's tone became increasingly gloomy.

Although this town is called Renjia Town, the people in the town have little relationship with the Ren family.

This madman wanted to sacrifice the entire town with blood.

"It does matter, of course it does matter!"

"Stop pretending. Our bodies are already decayed. If we want to maintain this state, we have to ascend to become a corpse immortal. Don't you want to become a corpse immortal?"

The mummy head grinned grimly.

Lead the plague god's spirit, transform the corpse into evil spirit, enter the body and become an immortal, that is, a corpse immortal!

The corpse immortal is immortal and can not only control zombies for his own use, but can also swallow up corpse clouds and plague sand, looking down on everyone and being omnipotent.

"...This is the territory of the Maoshan disciples!"

The head on the left was silent for a moment, then expressed its concerns.

The people from the big sects are not someone that these independent cultivators can provoke.

You never know who the elders are behind him. There may be people above them, but there are no one above those elders.

As soon as you move, a group of them will come, pointing at your nose and saying you are evil, and then asking you if you are afraid?

Countless peach wood swords were placed on your neck, and then he asked quietly, "Heretic, what are your last words?!"

Just ask if you are afraid of it!

If you can avoid provoking those dirty things, do so!

The mummy head shook its neck.

"That Maoshan guy left a long time ago. Now the people in the charity cemetery are just some little brats. They are insignificant."

"When will we set up the formation?"

"Three days from now, the solar eclipse will occur. Open the gates of evil spirits and perform a blood sacrifice on the entire Renjia Town!"

Both heads grinned grimly.

Renjia Town, we owe them everything!

Then use all of their lives to help them achieve enlightenment.

That night, in the charity cemetery.

"Old Deng, let me tell you, this is genuine Maoshan Thunder Technique. It won't hurt at all. Just turn a blind eye and it will pass."

The Yin thunder in Shi Shaojian's hand splashed, and he was eager to try it out at the silver-armored corpse beside him.

Although the silver-armored corpse does not have much intelligence, it knows what fear is.

However, just when it was about to escape, a pair of sharp gazes would be cast at it from all around, and then it would be suppressed back directly.

Are you shivering?

Dongnanxixi, Xibei and Jiale were also not idle. A dozen black soldiers with white spears appeared in front of each of them.

The white spear and black soldier are the only two kinds of soldiers in the Taiping Dao. They are murderous and are perfect to be used as sparring partners for several people.

Fu Meng gnawed on the roast chicken in front of him, and occasionally glanced at Yang Lingxiao.

Although it is not as good as the real Di Ting, it is still a real divine beast.

Other people only need a thought to know what they are thinking, but his master Yang Lingxiao is different. No matter how hard he listens, he can only hear two voices.

A force as fierce as a volcano, even if this volcano is still sealed.

The other one sounded like the sound from the ancient wilderness, like a real dragon, or a ferocious beast from ancient times, extremely terrifying.

Mortal...you call this a mortal?

"Um?!"

Fu Meng, who was gnawing on a roast chicken, seemed to have sensed something and turned his gaze again to Yang Lingxiao in the house in the distance.

Lightning flashed everywhere, the three kinds of lightning, namely heavenly thunder, Taiping Dao divine thunder and Black Emperor divine thunder, filled Yang Lingxiao's body, as if transformed into three lifelike dragons, circling around him.

This was nothing. Fu Meng's pair of jade-clear eyes pierced through the void and fell directly on Yang Lingxiao's eyebrows.

With just one glance, the roast chicken in his mouth fell to the ground weakly.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Didn't the Lord of God say that the Master's Heavenly Eye had been dug out?"

If the faintly visible double patterns of gold and silver are not the same type of heavenly eyes as the True Lord, then what are they?

Something's wrong, something's wrong!

Something is very, very wrong!

Yang Lingxiao had no idea what was happening in the outside world. All his mind was immersed in the secret techniques of Taiping Dao, or to be more precise, the magical powers that had been transformed by General Tiangong.

The first to be affected are the art of turning beans into soldiers and the seven arrows with nails on their heads.

As for the third one, it was the paper figurine technique that he kept modifying and researching.

To be precise, it is called paper cutting for adults!

The paper figure he had transformed was not only completely unrelated to the magical power before him, but it could only be said that there was no similarity at all.

If I have to say, I can only say that both of them have the word "paper man" in their names.

Just one thing!

If one cultivates the magical power of cutting paper into human form to the extreme, the paper figure he throws out will be a heavenly master. When fighting with the enemy, the enemy will feel as if the sky is falling when seeing the overwhelming number of heavenly master-level paper figures.

However, I am still far from being able to unleash the power of my supernatural powers.

After seeing the magical power, he turned his head and focused his attention on another famous secret method of Taiping Dao with the word "exclusive" in it.

Cut off the country's destiny!

I am Zhang Jiao, the poor monk, and I invite you to die with me!

Just this one sentence made countless nations tremble.

This move must be mastered. The Qing Dynasty's national fortune has collapsed. No matter how much effort is put into killing, nothing can be achieved. But that broken island is different!

If he remembered correctly, this period was when the fortunes of that broken island nation were growing.

I've already put on the clothes, so what's the point if I don't deal with that broken island?

I, Yang Lingxiao, will send you to your death!

The country's destiny has been destroyed, so it's not too much to come up with something else, right?

Just as Yang Lingxiao was obsessed with studying various magical powers and secret techniques, two heads suddenly popped out from the weeds outside the charity cemetery.

As the moonlight fell, two heads like carp spirits slowly pushed through the weeds and poked their heads out. After carefully taking a look at the charity cemetery in the distance, they retracted.

"One-eyed dragon, can you see clearly with one eye?"

"Fuck you, what's wrong with my one eye? It's better than your one ear!"

"What on earth was that old brat Lin Jiu thinking? Others wouldn't even be able to hide when they encountered the ghost realm, but he rushed in headfirst and even injured the Empress?"

The two little ghosts were peeking in the direction of the charity cemetery and discussing it with relish. It seemed that if the situation did not allow it, they would definitely have a plate of snacks and a few drinks.

"Did you see clearly that there were only those little guys in there?"

The one-eared imp still asked with some concern.

The little ghost with only one eye left nodded calmly, "Nonsense, even though I only have one eye, I can clearly see how many hairs those little guys have on their bodies."

“How many are there?!”

One Eye: "...Fuck you, did you die from arguing in your previous life?"

The two ghosts thought their actions were extremely secretive, but they had already been noticed by Shi Shaojian and others.

Dongnanxixi and Jiale had already slowly drawn out their peach wood swords, dropped talismans onto the swords, and acted as if they were arguing unilaterally, their faces full of kindness.

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