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

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The ghostly winds continued to blow, but the four people beside him forcibly cleared a path for Yang Lingxiao.

Lightning flashed lightly, leaving cracks on the ground caused by electric arcs.

"Taoist priest, you are looking for death!"

Ksitigarbha Ghost King held a huge axe in his hand, tore through the strong wind and slashed heavily at Yang Lingxiao.

For some reason, he always felt that he would die at the hands of this Taoist priest. In addition, the pressure from this Taoist priest made him feel like he was facing a ghost mother.

"Noisy!"

Yang Lingxiao raised the knife, and the two collided. The body of Ksitigarbha Ghost King, which was like a piece of meat, immediately retreated backwards, leaving one footprint after another on the ground.

An evil wind blew from the back of his head, and Ksitigarbha Ghost King quickly swung the giant axe in his hand backwards, but missed.

"Are you looking for this poor Taoist?"

"Thunder comes!"

He raised his hand and slapped it down. Lightning condensed into a giant talisman that fell heavily, blasting the Ksitigarbha Ghost King straight into the ground.

The thunder seal turned into a fist seal and slammed down from mid-air.

As the punch landed, dense cracks immediately appeared on the ghost body of Ksitigarbha Ghost King, which had been cultivated for hundreds of years.

"Why don't you ask your ghost mother to save you?"

"You, who are you, and how did you know about the ghost mother?" Ksitigarbha Ghost King was filled with horror. Could it be that the underworld had noticed them and sent people to chase them?

But they all have handwritten instructions!

"You don't deserve to hear it!"

"I'm too lazy to say it!"

"You have two more breaths!"

Yang Lingxiao's voice was as calm and indifferent as ever, but the three-pointed knife in his hand made a loud and clear sound, and silver light kept surging, as if it was about to fly out of his hand.

"Ghost Mother, help me!" Ksitigarbha Ghost King shouted angrily.

The Buddha's light spread out from his body. For a moment, the body of Ksitigarbha Ghost King, which was like a mountain of flesh just now, began to squirm wildly.

Until it evolved into a yaksha with an iron fork in his hand, wings on his back and blue flames on his head.

"The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils?"

"interesting!"

"Shao Jian, save people first, and step back!"

Step back a little?

These four words spread, causing Shi Shaojian's brows to twitch wildly.

No, is a ghost king worth your big investment?

What, that's a yaksha!

Back off!

"Brother, don't forget to put a big string on me!"

"Amitabha!"

"You, death penalty!"

The Yaksha roared angrily, raised the iron fork in his hand and stabbed it towards Yang Lingxiao's head. The iron fork flipped, as if it had the power to subdue a dragon.

"Buzz!"

The three-pointed knife made a continuous sound, but the first one to break through the air was the fire-pointed spear.

Oh my god, it’s so familiar, so familiar!

If you can't pull out the dragon tendons, can you pull out the Yaksha bones?

Come to death!

"boom!"

The two collided, creating countless cracks and debris on the ground.

Yang Lingxiao did not hesitate either. He held the gun in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, and attacked from both sides.

If I remember correctly, my third uncle really likes to wear these things.

Whatever!

Since my stupid brother has spoken, I naturally have to fulfill his wish.

Yasha: "Danger, danger, danger!"

The axe shadows slash continuously and the blade blade never stops.

After just a few encounters, the blood-red color in Yasha's eyes gradually turned dull.

A Taoist priest and a mortal fought against each other, but he was at a disadvantage?

"Ghost Mother, help me!"

With another roar, the wings behind Ksitigarbha Ghost King were immediately replaced by two arms holding vajra, and a blood eye appeared between his eyebrows.

"Die!" Blood rose from Yaksha's body and pressed towards Yang Lingxiao like layers of waves.

The blood is extremely poisonous. Once a person is contaminated by it, his body will wither and his soul will be destroyed.

Just when Yaksha was feeling proud, the blood suddenly stopped half an inch in front of Yang Lingxiao, and then quickly dissipated.

"I am a descendant of the Zhenwu lineage, and have been blessed with the Xuanwu magical power by my master. How dare you use this little thing to kill me?"

"I am a disciple of the True Lord of the Mysterious Law of the Pure Source. How dare you use this little thing to harm the Water God's disciples?"

"thunder!"

With a light shout, Yin thunder surged out and condensed into black streams that wrapped around Yaksha.

"Ants!"

"The great magical power bestowed by the Vajra!"

"The angry eyes cannot destroy the dragons!" The Yaksha roared, and the vajra in his hand and the blood eye between his eyebrows pressed towards Yang Lingxiao.

The blood-red eye between the eyebrows produced blood thunder, and the vajra contained endless strong wind and chopped down heavily. The combination of the two really had some of the fierce aura of the Yaksha.

"Draw a circle on the ground to make a prison!"

With a light shout, Yaksha's figure was immediately confined to the spot. Strands of golden light poured down from the air, hitting Yaksha's internal organs again and again.

"Pfft!"

Like layers of falling mountains, Yaksha's two arms were squeezed tightly by an invisible force, and exploded into a blood mist in the sky.

"Ghost Mother, help me!"

"Blood eyes..."

"General and soldiers!"

The golden light shattered, and condensed into eighty-one magical weapons holding Taoist weapons. As they rushed forward together, they turned into arrows that pierced through the body of Yaksha.

A cloud of blood mist exploded, and Yaksha's breath became increasingly weak.

"Nantianmen!"

The golden light reappeared and transformed into the South Heaven Gate, carrying Yang Lingxiao on it. It was a taboo to step into the Heavenly Palace in a mortal body, but it was also what countless people wanted.

If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening!

"The Eight Immortals!"

Yaksha also became ruthless. He quickly raised his hand, grabbed a ghost king beside him, tore open his chest and took out his heart.

He raised his hand and pinched it, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Kill souls, kill spirits, kill all living beings!"

"kill!"

With an angry roar, eight different afterimages overlapped with each other, and then slashed towards Yang Lingxiao from a distance, slashing towards the golden South Heaven Gate behind him.

"You have one last chance to make a move!"

Yang Lingxiao dispersed the golden light around him.

"Blood Buddha Realm!" Yaksha once again tore the chests of his two subordinates, and with the help of the blood light around him, it gathered into a Buddhist kingdom that enveloped Yang Lingxiao.

All true Buddhas are dead, only the ghost mother is alive!

"cut!"

With a cry of "behead", the blood light that kept wriggling in front of his body was immediately cut in half by a ray of dazzling golden light, and the body of the Yaksha was also cut in half.

He raised the fire spear and nailed it straight to the stone wall. He used the three-pointed knife to pick out a baby from its body. The baby was covered in blood, holding a golden lotus in its hand, and there was a seal on the forehead.

"I want your body!"

The ghost baby laughed strangely, and then turned into a scarlet blood light that went up to Yang Lingxiao's brow. The ghost mother gave birth to eighty-one ghosts, who liked to eat the marrow of Buddha. Later, they were subdued and became the guardians of the Ghost Mother Goddess.

"broken!"

A magical power that had not been used for a long time was displayed, imprisoning the ghost mother's aura and crushing it with a single finger.

Seize the body?

What he fears least is possessing someone else's body!

Being able to get half an inch close to his side was already a result of his own practice.

"Shaojian!"

"I understand, big brother!"

Yang Lingxiao casually picked up the golden lotus, and without wasting any words, he shook off the non-existent dust around him and left for the outside world.

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