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

5

"Crack!"

The royal zombie who was trying hard to show off his power in front of people was hit by glutinous rice and started shaking wildly, just like Shi Shaojian who was "caressed" by the Lightning Thunder Fist.

Not feeling satisfied yet, he took out a handful of copper beans that had been refined using thunder magic.

With a two-pronged approach, the Royal Zombies are having a blast!

"Senior brother?!"

Taoist Qianhe, who was holding a peach wood sword, was stunned. How could his senior brother appear here?

"Enough of the small talk, this time we actually ran into a big guy!"

Taoist Simu stared intently at the copper-horned golden coffin in the distance. Such a strong aura of resentment and corpse smell was not something that could be emitted by a newly dead thing.

There's something very, very wrong with this thing!

Yang Lingxiao, who was on the treetop, pinched his fingers together and chanted softly. The Qiankun bag on his waist shook, and three paper figures with cinnabar red patterns and seals on them immediately floated in the air.

"go with!"

The paper man flew away, dragging three rows of flying sword talismans into the distance.

Compared to the royal zombie with full amplification, he was more interested in the figure behind him. If he was not mistaken, there were two souls in that person's body.

"Peng!"

Yang Lingxiao stepped on the treetops and flew out, throwing a lightning and thunder punch at the slowly rising royal zombie.

Lightning entered the body, and the royal zombie was knocked into the air like a broken sandbag, and was knocked to the ground by another bolt of lightning, just like a toad with its four legs facing the sky.

"Ling Xiao!"

Taoist Qianhe's frown brightened with joy, and he looked at Yang Lingxiao with eyes full of doting.

"Uncle Master, the disciple is here!"

The illusory golden armor on Yang Lingxiao's body lit up again. He turned over and stepped forward, aiming directly at the spine of the royal zombie.

The royal zombie was naturally not a good guy. With its amplification fully stacked, it was impossible for it to be broken by two thunder spells. It flipped its body and stretched out its sharp claws to grab Yang Lingxiao's legs.

"Ling Xiao, be careful!"

Taoist Qianhe quickly reminded.

Yang Lingxiao did not dodge or evade, allowing the royal zombie's sharp claws to grab him. With a thought, the sharp golden light attached to his legs shook, and the nails of the royal zombie's hands were cut off cleanly.

"Edict!"

Stepping down with both feet, the Royal Zombie could only watch helplessly as the talisman engraved on the sole of his shoe got closer and closer to him, until... it landed on his face.

"Ow..."

Taoist Simu closed his eyes with a sour feeling. This kick must be very painful, right?

That’s not right. Which good Taoist priest would have talismans on the soles of his shoes to suppress corpses?

"Master, is this also passed down from our sect?"

Dongnanxixi looked at the royal zombie that was stepped into the ground, and then looked at Taoist Qianhe with a weird look.

Sure enough, the master still had a trick up his sleeve!

Taoist Qianhe: "..."

"rise!"

The three-pointed knife was raised, and the tip of the knife was stuffed into the mouth of the royal zombie to pull it out from the ground. The star symbols above the blade lit up one after another.

Before the royal zombie could react, half of its head was cut off by the cold starlight.

"Hey, you dare to insult the prince's body! Quick, catch him! Catch him!"

Minister Wu, who had recovered from his shock, appeared again, waving his handkerchief and jumping up and down to give orders.

But what greeted him was an inexplicable silence, and even the four guards shrank their necks.

Do they look like zombies after being eaten by zombies?

"You hermaphrodite, what are you barking at?"

Taoist Simu scratched his ears and said with disdain.

"You...you, so bold!"

Minister Wu jumped higher and higher.

"You hermaphrodite, you rotten ass; if I were you, I'd just stand aside."

"Neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, neither fish nor fowl, people like you are so disgusting that even zombies despise you!"

With just three sentences, Taoist Simu easily won the victory.

"Brother, this thing seems a little... a little too weak."

Looking at the royal zombie that was being beaten by Yang Lingxiao and had only half of its head left, Taoist Qianhe felt for the first time that this world was a little unreal.

He was a great general in his lifetime, born with supernatural powers and invulnerable to swords and spears!

Receive the title from the dynasty and enjoy the dynasty's dragon energy!

After being sentenced to death by a cup of poisoned wine, he was filled with resentment and was subjected to extreme punishment, having his nose cut off. Then he encountered nine Yin thunders pouring into his body.

Once something like this is released, it will be a truly deadly monster. How could it be so "weak"?

"Junior brother, is it possible that we are too weak?"

Taoist Simu replied with a wry smile.

The cultivation realms of Taoists today are divided into the following realms: inferior, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, true man, human master, earth master, heavenly master, and the ultimate realm.

The two of them are respectively at the seventh and ninth levels of human master.

Yang Lingxiao, at a young age, had already reached the eighth level of the human teacher realm. When he was receiving the talisman, he even invited the ancestor above to come and personally bestow upon him the Shangqing Dadong Sutra talisman, a first-rank title.

The title of the first rank can only be obtained by a Heavenly Master, which shows his talent.

In addition, Yang Lingxiao is also the candidate for the next generation leader and the eldest brother of the younger generation of Maoshan.

A little stronger, isn't that too much?

"boom!"

Seeing that the royal zombies were becoming more and more ferocious, Yang Lingxiao did not fight back. He retreated while lightly raising his sword.

As soon as he thought about it, countless corpse-suppressing talismans flew out from behind him. The talismans condensed and suppressed the royal zombies in an instant.

The thunder talismans mixed in it turned into chains, causing the royal zombies to frequently wail in extreme pain. Electric arcs splashed everywhere, causing black smoke to billow from their bodies, and black smoke to come out of their mouths and nostrils.

Putting away the three-pointed knife, Yang Lingxiao threw a few talismans into the air and shouted loudly.

"Where is the Yellow Turban warrior?!"

"Senior brother..."

"Don't look at me. Last time I submitted a petition for a loan, it was rejected..."

Taoist Simu wanted to hug Taoist Qianhe and cry, "Junior brother, they are bullying me, bullying me!"

He borrowed a Yellow Turban warrior to present a petition, chanted incantations, and performed sacrifices, but in the end it was rejected.

Junior brother, my senior brother is suffering!

But his own nephew was finished with just one cry of "Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior?"

Grandmaster, you are so biased!

"Boom!"

Thunder roared in the void, and golden light descended, condensing directly into a yellow-turbaned warrior who was more than three meters tall, wearing heavy dragon-patterned armor, covered in gold, and filled with a compelling aura.

"exist!!!"

"Suppress the demons and kill the monsters!"

The Yellow Turban warrior's eyes were sharp. He stretched out his huge palm like a palm tree and grabbed the royal zombie with only half of its head left. Then there was a unreasonable friction.

Even a strong royal zombie turned into a dead dog without any resistance after a dozen breaths. It was flattened and rolled into a ball by the Yellow Turban warrior like a torn sack, constantly changing into various shapes.

far away.

"Yellow... Yellow Turban Warrior?!"

The strange man who was hiding in the dark and watching the show bulged his eyes, and his small eyes were full of horror.

No, if a legitimate Taoist priest can’t defeat someone, he can just call the Yellow Turban Warrior. How can he even call for the arrival of a god-level general?

These bastards in Maoshan are all dirty.

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