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

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Looking with the help of his eyes, he saw that the golden lotus was filled with terrified souls. A slight perception revealed that there were at least hundreds of them.

They are all living souls in the human world!

Ghost mother!

What a ghost mother!

"Leave no trace of the evil spirits here alive, and kill them all!"

"Anyone who is an accomplice to the tiger and anyone who is involved with him will be killed!"

"A hundred miles from here, there are demons and monsters that harm people and soul-devouring evil spirits. Kill them all!"

"East, South, West, North, and South, you will lead the Taishan Divine Soldiers to carry out this task!"

"Jia Le, hold the local gods, city gods, and mountain gods accountable. If any of them are found to have neglected their duties, allowed demons to wreak chaos, and ignored the situation, burn a petition and submit it to the Heavenly Court and Fengdu. Remove their divine seals, behead them, and disperse their souls!"

"Domineering and powerful, look for these living souls and bodies. If you can send them back, that's the best. If you really can't send them back, then send them to the underground gate!"

Yang Lingxiao frowned frivolously as he issued one order after another.

The murderous aura around him made Zuo Qianhu and others beside him feel frightened, and even Chen Xuan who was far away felt his body sink.

When he looked at Yang Lingxiao again, he clearly saw a ferocious beast looming.

Our own True Lord is angry!

"Yes, senior brother!"

"Follow the True Lord's order!"

Everyone bowed and scattered in all directions according to the orders. Taoist Chen Xuan in hemp clothes did not stop either. He raised his crescent-shaped sword and attacked.

A moment later, Shi Shaojian came towards him, dragging the Ksitigarbha Ghost King, who looked like a dead dog. "Brother, the reason this bastard is kidnapping souls everywhere is to help the so-called Ghost Mother build the Dharma body of the Ghost Mother Goddess."

"The other three golden lotuses are in the hands of the Fusang Ghost King and the Ghost Mother respectively. As for the reason they rushed out, it was to disrupt the Dao."

Looking at Yang Lingxiao's face that remained indifferent as always, Shi Shaojian swallowed subconsciously.

My eldest brother had the same expression last time. Since that day, the younger generation of Maoshan disciples has never experienced the so-called rebellious period again.

"Random words, Fusang Ghost King!"

"And another bastard!"

"Where is the Fusang Ghost King?"

Yang Lingxiao asked calmly.

"It, its whereabouts are elusive. I don't know where it is. I only know that it was beaten down during the Ming Dynasty. The person who beat it down had his dojo in Shijia Town, three hundred miles away!"

Ksitigarbha replied in a trembling voice.

It didn't want to experience the feeling of being struck by lightning a second time.

Isn’t a ghost’s life a life?

Ghosts are also transformed from humans, so does that mean they don’t have human rights?

"Where is the Ghost Mother?"

“No…I don’t know!”

"You don't know anything when asked. What use are you?"

"Shao Jian, let's use thunder and fire to set off some fireworks!"

Ksitigarbha Ghost King: “…”

Not long.

"Boom!" Thunder and fire shook, and endless flames exploded in the air, and even the Ksitigarbha Ghost King became a familiar ghost all over the ground.

At the moment when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva died, there was a place that looked like a Buddhist temple.

"Damn it!"

"Ksitigarbha, you piece of trash!"

A sinister roar sounded, raising endless blood light. The blood light fell and illuminated an extremely dark face. The eyes were fierce and the lips were blood red.

A glance at it was like a hungry ghost appearing.

"Go, retrieve that golden lotus at all costs. Inform Fusang and order it to return immediately. If it disobeys orders, it will be killed on the spot."

As the voice fell, several extremely respectful voices were heard outside the palace, "Obey the Ghost Mother's order!"

"Let me see who dares to ruin my good world!"

The figure raised his hand and bit off one of his own fingers, and a stream of blood spurted into the air. The blood was swirling, and a vague figure appeared in a trance.

The figure was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a golden gilded lotus in his hand.

"coming!"

Yang Lingxiao looked up into the air with a hint of feeling.

Looking with his divine eyes, he suddenly saw a pair of scarlet and violent eyes, "I found you!"

"Peng!"

Just when the Ghost Mother was about to curse Yang Lingxiao to death, she was greeted by a phantom of a golden whip falling from the sky.

As the phantom fell, its two eyes immediately exploded into a handful of blood mist, and its head cracked, with dozens of dense cracks spreading out.

"what……"

A scream was heard, startling Fu Meng and Qiongqi who were not far away.

"Qiongqi, you've seen a lot, but have you ever seen a mule demon scream?"

Qiongqi: "..."

"Old monster, don't forget to keep half!"

Looking at Heishan who had lost his strength, Fu Meng hurriedly reminded them, "Right and left hands, the master's right and left hands, as long as I don't die, you will be my spare tires."

Don’t you agree, Qiongqi?

After a long moment, Heishan reappeared with a dark face, a large palm print still etched on his chest armor. "I only injured its soul, letting it escape!"

On the other side, in front of an open space covered with weeds.

The cold wind rolled up thick fog, and out of it jumped out a ghostly figure wearing Japanese armor, with red hair and a green face.

The ghost stood proudly on horseback, arms folded, his gaze looking down at the empty space in the distance. "Cao Lu, you stinky Taoist priest, did you ever imagine that this day would come?"

"Even if you can beat me into hell, what can you do?"

"You're dead, but I'm still alive!"

The ghost laughed arrogantly, not noticing that a ray of golden light passed through the ground and landed behind it, then disappeared all traces.

"Reeds!"

"I once said that as long as I could return from hell, I would kill a Taoist priest every day. Today is the day I complete my mission. I will use the Taoist priest's head to fulfill my oath!"

"Peng!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and sent out bursts of ghost energy, which then blasted the open space in the distance into large pits, as if only this could ease the hatred in his heart.

At this time, a blood-red ghost baby appeared out of nowhere, "Fusang Ghost King, Ksitigarbha Ghost King is dead, the Ghost Mother ordered you to go back!"

Without waiting for the Fuso Ghost King to respond, he swung the Japanese sword in his hand quickly, chopping the ghost baby into a handful of ashes.

"Ghost mother?"

"What kind of person is worthy of giving me orders?"

"In that case, there is no need for you to exist!"

As the voice fell, the Fusang Ghost King rode away again, leaving only a deep pit in its place.

In the dark woods.

"Brother, Fu Meng and the others found the person, but he escaped and only injured his soul."

Shi Shao reported with gritted teeth.

Brother, even if you kill Ksitigarbha, you can’t kill me!

Ksitigarbha Ghost King, you are a waste. You can’t even be a ghost. What’s the use of you?

"It can't escape!"

Yang Lingxiao opened his palm and saw a wisp of air being trapped in it by the golden light, flowing back and forth like a poisonous snake dancing up and down.

Do you really think that you allowed it to peek just to find out where it is?

If you can run, the monk can't run the temple!

No matter how you run, your soul will find you.

"Senior, where is Shijia Town?" Yang Lingxiao stood up and asked the Taoist Chen Xuan in hemp clothes.

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