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

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"Your master taught you what killing is and what indiscriminate killing is!"

"Maoshan is so prosperous because of you!"

"boom!"

As these words fell, the left side of the head and the body exploded into a handful of smelly black water.

Two souls filled with hatred were separated.

"Bloody Gnawing Canthus?!"

"I am an honest man!"

After dispersing the Xuanyuan Sword, Yang Lingxiao once again turned his gaze to the big pit in the distance.

He could treat all the weirdo's nonsense as bullshit, but he had to admit that he was actually right.

In fact, he is a combative and belligerent person at heart, but he has a strict teacher who is extremely serious but treats him more dotingly than his own son.

There are also some ancestors who are particularly open-minded and protective of their shortcomings.

Bloody glare, so what?

The skulls in the big pit were blown into countless pieces, the ground door opened wide, and bursts of wild beast-like roars gradually began to sound from it, sharp and piercing.

"Shao Jian, take my banner and seal off this area!"

Looking at the black fog that kept rolling in it, Yang Lingxiao threw out his command flag.

If those things escape, the danger they cause will be far greater than that of Ren Weiyong.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Hearing the voice, Shi Shaojian dropped Ren Weiyong's head and retreated to the rear with the command flag in his hand.

For some reason, he always felt that there was a particularly dangerous aura about his senior brother.

He seemed to understand what his elder brother once said.

"I am as upright as my master, but I have more murderous intent than him!"

"East, South, West, North, and South Family Fun!"

"Follow Senior Brother to strengthen our Maoshan!"

"brush!"

The nine-section magic wand appeared in Yang Lingxiao's hand. He looked into the void, raised his hand and pointed, then summoned softly.

"Where is the Heavenly Wound Star Envoy?"

There are only a half of Liangshan heroes, and the rest are either petty thieves or villains who use their brothers' lives to gain wealth for themselves.

"Buzz!"

At the call, the void glowed with light, and a man walked out, holding two swords, wearing armor, eight feet tall, with a strong build and a fierce aura like a tiger.

There is no one more murderous than him.

"Wu Song, here!"

"kill!"

Wu Song narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his hand and slashed at a fierce ghost that rushed out. With one strike of the knife, the ghost's soul flew away.

A flash of lightning appeared in Yang Lingxiao's hand, and it blasted a ferocious evil ghost, who was in tatters and had finally crawled out of the underground gate, into nothingness.

"boom!"

The gate of the earth opened wide, and countless demons, ghosts, evil creatures and beasts immediately rushed out, but what greeted them was not freedom, but strict laws.

"I'm going to eat my fill this time!"

Fu Meng opened his mouth and bit a half-human, half-ghost demon corpse, then tilted his neck back and swallowed it into his stomach.

Yang Lingxiao and Wu Song killed faster and faster, their thunder magic and golden swords intertwined with each other, as if they had become two machines that only knew how to kill. Shi Shaojian and his companions were not much better off, the reckless fighting left them covered in wounds.

But they didn't care.

Yin De, it’s all Yin De!

They would feel sorry for their ancestors if they missed any of it.

The thunder spell, all I need is to ask my godfather for help!

Raising his hand and chopping off the head of a snake demon, Wu Song finally had a chance to look at the Taoist master, who was surrounded by blood but never had any blood stains near him.

This young Taoist master looks like a skilled knife wielder no matter how you look at him.

Such murderous nature is just like my former self.

As the last wisp of ghost energy leaked out, the ground door that was difficult to open immediately collapsed into nothingness.

Looking around, besides the broken corpses all over the ground, there were also groups of demons and monsters. A rough estimate is that there are as many as five hundred of them.

"Get out, get out!"

"We'll be free if we break out!"

"..."

Looking at Yang Lingxiao, who was surrounded by lightning, and then looking at Wu Song and others who were murderous and eyeing him covetously, those demons and monsters were terrified.

But they are more afraid of being thrown back than being scared.

Gradient is the real hell.

"go out?!"

"Leave my life to me!"

"Thunder God and Lightning Goddess obey my command!"

Looking at the faint purple lightning glow in the distant sky, Yang Lingxiao immediately used the most powerful move he could use.

"Borrow the divine thunder to suppress demons and kill evil!"

"Borrow the divine thunder to pacify the turbidity and darkness!"

"Borrow the divine thunder!"

"Punish the criminals in accordance with the will of Heaven!"

"Boom!"

As Yang Lingxiao's voice fell, the void was immediately filled with dazzling lightning, turning into layers of thunderclouds pressing down. The terrifying and destructive power mixed in them made the demons and monsters tremble with fear.

No, if you had the ability, why didn’t you say so earlier? Why didn’t you say so earlier?

Gradually, it doesn't seem too bad.

I wonder if it’s too late for them to go back now?

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of thunder exploded again, and the lightning turned into a waterfall and poured down, pouring down on the monsters and demons like endless waves.

Yang Lingxiao was bathed in the dazzling light of lightning at this moment, like a thunder god descending from the sky.

Half of the sky was dyed with lightning, and as it spread out, it connected with the purple lightning in the distant sky.

The sky is falling, the sky is falling!

Brother, the sky is falling!

The sky is falling, brother...

The Tenth Elder's magical power was in turmoil, and he almost couldn't suppress the riot of magical power and went into a trance.

No, have they ever created such an awesome law?

Countless demons and monsters also cried out that the sky was falling.

Where can I escape to? Where can I hide?

Fu Meng's ears trembled slightly, and then he opened his mouth and swallowed several of the monsters into his stomach.

The next moment, lightning boomed!

All demons are destroyed!

Borrow divine thunder and punish the evildoers according to the will of heaven!

"Boom!"

Muffled thunder sounded, and lightning rippled in the void, condensing into countless flowing and pouring light paths, and each light path represented a patrolling thunder god.

The light path was brilliant, but the light path behind it was a dazzling purple-gold.

The Thunder God is on tour to suppress evil and darkness!

At this moment, several purple-gold lightning bolts struck down from the void, sweeping away Yang Lingxiao's figure and making it disappear without a trace.

Wu Song looked over and saw that Yang Lingxiao had been brought to the Tianzun table by the two Thunder Gods, and the people behind the jade table were naturally self-evident.

What kind of fate is it to meet the Heavenly Venerable in a mortal body?

You know, even these star envoys are not qualified to meet the Heavenly Lord.

To be precise, they are not even qualified to get close to the Leibu Dusi.

Maoshan, good luck!

It seems that he will have to give more face to Maoshan disciples when they borrow the star-powered magic from him in the future.

Otherwise, if you are ordered to be beheaded, you will have no place to cry.

Maoshan disciples are low-key, but that doesn’t mean they don’t have trump cards or backers.

Purple lightning splashed, and Yang Lingxiao only felt a flash before his eyes, and a table made of white jade appeared in front of him.

Thirty-six thunder gods stand in two rows, surrounded by the five thunder armies. The thunder soldiers are like a prison, and the evil-destroying warriors pull the clouds forward.

This is not just the Thunder God patrolling, but the Heavenly Lord patrolling the sky.

"Who sent the order to thunder?"

At this moment, a melodious, deep voice filled with great righteousness came down through the thunderclouds.

Although Yang Lingxiao was shocked in his heart, he quickly reacted and straightened his hat and bowed towards the table.

"Yang Lingxiao, a disciple of Mount Mao, is a disciple of Master Shi Jian. Now, I am borrowing the true method of my master and using divine thunder to suppress demons and evil spirits."

"I'm disturbing the Heavenly Lord, please forgive me!"

"Maoshan disciples..."

"Yang Lingxiao, please raise your head!"

That melodious and deep voice sounded again, and compared with before, it seemed to lack a bit of majesty.

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