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

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The six of them attacked together with coordinated movements, and with the blessing of their natural divine powers, what was clearly just an ordinary peach wood sword seemed to have turned into a legendary magic weapon in their hands.

With one slash of the sword, the zombies rushing in the front were chopped down.

Grandpa, you are a good man!

I can't bear to see these alien creatures that have not entered the cycle of reincarnation wandering around in the world.

"Old man, get to work!"

Shi Shaojian forced Ren Tingting back with a sword, and called out to the silver-armored corpse squatting on the ground digging an ant hole in the distance.

joke!

Influenced by his eldest brother, he would not allow anyone to live a life of idleness and wait for death under his command.

Upon hearing the sound, the silver-armored corpse immediately turned into a shadow and pounced out, its sickle-like claws immediately slashing at Ren Weiyong.

The severe pain made him scream.

"What a pity! You are such a beautiful lady, but you are now a zombie!"

Looking at the aggressive Ren Tingting, Shi Shaojian shook his head pretentiously, then turned around and struck out with a palm thunder.

What kind of slutty bitch dares to let her mind wander?

If he really dared to hang out with zombies, there would be no need for Lao Deng to do anything. His eldest brother would tear him apart and bury him at the foot of the mountain as a bridge foundation.

"Roar!"

"Fuck you, damn it! Die!"

With one sword strike, Ren Tingting also followed the fate of those zombies.

"What a bunch of lawless brats!"

Seeing Ren Weiyong being pressed to the ground, the mummy head on the right reached out and grabbed a Guandao with a cold glow from the side and rushed towards Yang Lingxiao.

"later!"

The left side of the head suddenly felt a strong wind behind him and quickly warned.

When they turned around, they saw Yang Lingxiao holding a sword and slashing at their heads.

This scene caused the two heads to hesitate for a moment.

The one behind is Yang Lingxiao, who is the one standing on Di Ting’s head?

"The Divine Fire Clone is really useful!"

"Fu Meng, don't you think so?"

Fu Meng naturally nodded. No matter what it was, what his master said was the truth.

When you feel that this sentence is wrong, please refer to the previous one!

"Master, do you really want them to break down the underground gate and release those things from the Gradient Earth?"

Fu Meng asked with a little curiosity.

Gradient is an open space 490 miles away from the Ghost Gate. It is filled with all kinds of things. Not to mention monsters and ghosts, even demons and gods are not uncommon.

Similar to the so-called leader of the White Lotus Sect and the leader of Amitabha Buddhism, they are all included.

The underworld did not ignore it, but simply sealed it off.

It can be used as a training ground.

In a word, the master below has used those things to the extreme.

"Nonsense, if you don't let him out, how will Shao Jian get the Yin De? If you can't let him out, how can you increase your cultivation?"

People listen attentively and absorb the spiritual energy of all things.

His own Di Ting was like a bone to gnaw on by the evil spirit.

This guy relies on evil spirits to increase his cultivation.

In just this period of time, all the karmic things that Uncle Jiu had suppressed were devoured by him.

"Master...Is this really okay?"

Before Fu Meng could finish his words, the two-headed monster in the distance rushed towards him again with a knife.

The divine fire clone is just a clone of magical power.

"die!"

The Guandao slashed down, slashing straight towards Yang Lingxiao's head.

Fu Meng's sharp claws rushed out and collided directly with the extremely sharp Guan Dao.

The huge force spread, and the two-headed monster couldn't stop flying backwards.

"Peng!"

"What a wicked beast!"

"Little brat, look at my White Lotus magic!"

"The might of a heavenly soldier, the body of a heavenly general, the physique of a god, the strength of a celestial being!"

"Our Lady help me!"

"Buzz!"

With a roar from the mummy's head, its figure expanded rapidly like an inflated balloon, its body rose taller, and turned into a terrifying monster nearly two meters tall.

"God beats?!"

Yang Lingxiao sneered repeatedly.

It is this group of people who not only messed up the proper magic into something weird, but also made it increasingly unacceptable.

"Peng!"

Yang Lingxiao's whole body was covered in golden light. He stepped on the ground and flew out like an arrow. The Xuanyuan Sword slashed down in front of him, cutting off the monster's Guandao with one blow, and with another sword, it cut through the traces of evil in the monster's body.

He stepped on the ground and pulled out, and the strange figure was lifted into the air.

Four balls of crimson flames appeared in mid-air, and when they exploded, they condensed into four divine fire clones.

Four golden swords stabbed out together, piercing the arms and feet of the two-headed monster and nailing it to the ground.

"Cough cough..."

"Yang Lingxiao, right? Do you think you won?"

"Look up, the White Lotus Mother has arrived!"

The mummy head kept roaring, and at this moment he wished he could rush up and tear Yang Lingxiao to pieces with his teeth.

Nearly a hundred years of practice were shattered into nothingness by just two moves.

He hates, he resents, he is unwilling!

Unwilling to give up, he used the magic of the White Lotus Sect, burned his own soul and forcibly summoned the Dharma body of the White Lotus Mother.

The next generation heir of Maoshan?

Pooh!

Die for me!

As for the head on the left side, it seemed to be lost in thought, with its eyes moving constantly, as if condensed into runes to calculate something.

Even if there is bleeding from the mouth and nose, it doesn't matter!

The moment he heard the three words "Xuan-Yuan Sword", he understood what his fate would be.

They will all die here today.

"Buzz!"

There was a slight sound in the void, and an extremely strange incense power condensed out of thin air, and finally transformed into a figure in palace clothing, standing on auspicious clouds, with an indistinct face.

“Our Lady, Our Lady has arrived!”

The mummy's head made an extremely sharp sound.

His eyes were red and full of madness.

He seemed to have seen the moment when Yang Lingxiao was crushed to pieces by the Holy Mother's Dharma Body.

secretly.

"What the hell? How come each generation is getting worse than the previous one?"

“I remember the one I met last time asked for a Dharma body directly?” Looking at the phantom of incense in the void, the Ninth Elder muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Master and the others have even met the White Lotus Sect Leader!"

"How's the stuff I asked you to check?"

The Eighth Elder looked at Yang Lingxiao, who was holding a golden sword and standing on the throne in the distance, looking majestic, with his eyes full of satisfaction and admiration.

Maoshan, time to prosper!

Be a big star!

As for the rest, they didn't want to pay any more attention to it.

Don’t ask, the question is, what’s wrong with the ancestor wanting to give the child some treasure?

"Brother, the inscription on that sword... seems to be the eight characters for sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, grass and trees!"

"That is to say..."

"So, is it possible that the ancestor above took out a real one?"

The Eighth Elder subconsciously widened his eyes.

The meaning of Xuanyuan Sword is naturally self-evident.

The Xuanyuan Sword is the symbol of Emperor Huangdi becoming the common ruler of the world, and its meaning far exceeds that of the imperial seal.

No, ancestor, maybe we have spoiled them too much, making them want to reincarnate and start over.

"Stop talking nonsense, that thing is making a move!"

The tenth elder reminded in a Tiangang-like voice.

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