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

330

[Change the image of Fu Meng after his transformation. He is a young man wearing light golden soft armor, with golden hair and blue eyes, a bone whip around his waist, and feather arrows on his back!

From a vague perspective, it looks somewhat similar to Montenegro! 】

"Taoist priest?!"

"If you don't walk on the path to heaven, there will be no door to hell..."

"Spying on my senior brother secretly?"

"presumptuous!"

"How dare you! My adoptive father is invincible!"

"Fathers, let's charge first!" Ah Da roared with full force, holding a giant axe and leading the flying zombies, the wild zombie king, and the golden armored corpse to charge forward.

Don’t ask, my godfather is invincible!

"Evil in the eyes!"

"It's obvious he's not a good person!"

"die!"

Badao Weimeng raised the halberd in his hand, and rolled up lightning that went straight into the depths. Badao Weimeng followed closely behind, flattening the demons and monsters within a hundred miles, making the four of them full of powerful aura.

He raised his hand to gather the earthbound spirits while rushing towards the depths with the golden light of Bagua emanating from his body.

Wherever he passed, there was clarity and brightness.

"You dare to be so presumptuous even after entering my ghostland?"

The voice of the Fuso Ghost King rang out from all directions, accompanied by gusts of evil wind, filled with densely packed Japanese sword blades.

"Demon?!" Zuo Qianhu moved, the aura of the Martial Saint surged, his body glowed with the light of Gengjin, the Martial Saint's magic appeared in response, and the crescent-shaped sword in his hand slashed down heavily.

"Crack!"

With one strike of the sword, the ghost realm collapsed.

"General and soldiers!"

Yan Chixia held the sword and drew quickly in the air. It was clearly just an ordinary demon-slaying talisman, but when it was blasted out, the Fusang Ghost King Juhua immediately became nervous.

Something is wrong, something is very wrong!

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!"

Throw the sword into the air and call upon the universe to take over the true method!

The thunder from the sky struck down in response to the sword, condensing into a sword shadow and slashing down heavily.

With one sword, the Fuso Ghost King was immediately cut out of the shadows.

"How dare you! My adoptive father is invincible!"

"How dare you! You think you can spy on my senior brother?"

"Arrogant, murderous, and possessed by evil spirits, you must be killed!"

Fuso Ghost King: "..."

I just said one sentence, and then I was pinned down and beaten by three groups of people. Is this reasonable? Can I have some magnanimity as a Taoist?

"You're so young, yet you look so sinister and fierce. Aren't you afraid of being killed by a breath of ghost energy?"

"Do you know why we are here?" The Yin-Yang Taoist robe on Shi Shaojian was constantly surging, with flashes of lightning, his body was filled with golden light, and he was holding the Five Thunders.

"Thunder in the Palm!"

The lightning flashed brightly and hit the head of the Fusang Ghost King head-on. He stretched out his hand and pressed down, and the armor on the Ghost King's body immediately burst out with a series of sparks from the human world.

"Maoshan is looking for you for a reason!"

"Thunder in the Palm!"

“Be punished!!”

Fuso Ghost King: "..."

Bandit, this is a bandit among a group of bandits. Which good Taoist priest looks like this?

Seeing that he was no match for his opponent, the Fusang Ghost King immediately turned his gaze to Yang Lingxiao, who was weak and had no aura in the distance. He rode his horse forward and felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

With a burst of ghostly energy, he grabbed Yang Lingxiao with a sinister grin, and shook his sleeves wildly, and countless darts shining with cold light flew out from them. Once the darts landed on the ground, they exploded into billowing dust.

"No, is there something wrong with this thing's brain?"

Shi Shaojian's face wrinkled into a ball.

There are so many ruthless people, but you chose Langmie instead. You must have had your brain damaged by being worn out in hell, right?

No need to look, it's definitely hopeless!

really.

Before Shi Shaojian could relax his frown, the Fusang Ghost King, who had finally approached Yang Lingxiao, immediately screamed and flew backwards. The golden light ignited a fire that burned his skin and flesh.

The Qinggang sword flew out, piercing off his helmet, and then he turned around and slashed his spine with the sword.

One breath, two injuries!

The Fuso Ghost King is so happy that he goes crazy!

"I was so busy dealing with Garuda that I forgot to deal with you, right?" Yang Lingxiao slowly raised his head, and with a slight thought, he grabbed the precious carved bow in the center of his palm.

A green light flashed, and Fu Meng, who was carrying arrows and had a bone whip wrapped around his waist, immediately appeared. He bent his back and a feather arrow was quickly placed on him by Yang Lingxiao.

"call out!"

A fierce wind was blowing, and the Fusang Ghost King, who had just stood up with great difficulty, was quickly pierced through the head by the feather arrow.

"Master, Master, do you think I've arrived in time?"

Fu Meng asked with a wink.

A look of vulgarity suddenly appeared on his face, which originally had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

Yang Lingxiao: “…”

What a pity for this face!

"Master, we are incompetent!" Heishan and Qiongqi reported in a gloomy voice.

Letting a black-faced ghost escape was undoubtedly a heavy slap in the face to the two people who wanted to involute.

"If he escapes, just catch him back!"

After saying that, Yang Lingxiao leaped up a few times, raised his hand and controlled the thunder to smash the ghost skin of the Fusang Ghost King.

The ghost skin dissipated, revealing a short mule less than five feet tall with red hair and blue eyes.

This is its true form!

"You, you actually dared to destroy my real body, you deserve to be killed, you deserve to be killed, you deserve to be killed!" The Fusang Ghost King roared three times and then raised a handful of scarlet fluorescent light and covered Yang Lingxiao directly.

The blood mist was filled with hideous ghost hands, which looked extremely ferocious.

"symbol!"

The golden light condensed into the Shangqing Dadong Talisman. The golden light of the talisman carried the divine power and smashed the blood mist into pieces. The talisman turned again and smashed directly on the head of the Fusang Ghost King, lifting him into the air.

"Six Ding and Six Jia Divine Generals!!"

Six rarely used divine generals jumped out from the dragon seal, and with a flash of golden light, they attacked the Fusang Ghost King in mid-air.

No matter how the Fusang Ghost King flew and jumped, he could not escape the killing of the six people.

In five breaths, the Fusang Ghost King was beaten to half his body.

Seeing the six gods attacking again, the Fusang Ghost King also became crazy. He raised his hand and grabbed a scarlet talisman, shouting.

"Ghost Mother, help me!"

One breath, two breaths...

"Ghost Mother, help me!!"

"Ghost Mother!"

"Stop yelling! Your ghost mother has already disappeared somewhere. This thing is confiscated!"

Fu Meng smiled defiantly, grabbed the scarlet talisman and slapped the Fusang Ghost King twice.

What level are you at? Are you worthy enough to shout in front of my master?

"You guys deserve to die!"

The Fusang Ghost King squirmed all over his body, and when he recovered, he suddenly grinned.

"If you harm my divine body, you will be buried with me!"

"Great God of Takama-ga-hara, your followers have come to worship you!!!"

"burst!!"

With an angry roar, a handful of cold golden light suddenly rose from the ground. The golden light burst out, but was caught by Yang Lingxiao with ease. No matter how the golden light collided, it could not be shaken at all.

He stretched out his hand and a golden lotus broke through the ground and was held in Yang Lingxiao's hand.

"worship?"

"Takama-ga-hara, you can't go back, but I can send them down to accompany you!"

"Qiongqi!"

"Roar!"

"Do not……"

Qiongqi responded and moved, opening its mouth and biting the Fusang Ghost King. The friction of its fangs revealed that all the people it saw were familiar.

"Senior, why are you staring at my Master like this? Is there something important?" Yan Chixia raised his hand and pointed. The sword light flipped, revealing a Taoist in a gray Taoist robe, with a sword on his back and a long beard.

To be precise, it is a trace of regret!

Another incarnation of Uncle Jiu in the universe, Mr. Caolu!

He is the fierce man who can open the sky gate and travel through the void with just a raise of his hand.

They are actually practicing Taoism!

……