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

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"I'm afraid this move is a bit fierce!"

Looking at the mad Red Ghost King, Shi Shaojian said with some teeth sour.

Sure enough, not everyone is the big brother!

Not everyone can rub the Ghost King!

"Can it be stopped?"

They each threw out a handful of talisman paper and asked concisely.

You'd better pray that we are your opponent, otherwise don't blame us for using our ultimate killer moves.

"Try it!"

The six men opened fire at full power, holding long swords and rushing forward. The talismans on the swords flickered, emitting a brilliant righteous energy that collided with the skulls in the sky.

There were bursts of bone-breaking sounds, and the objects exploded into pieces and fell to the ground.

"I can't stop it!"

The six people looked at each other.

"Big Brother, help me!"

"boom!"

As the six people finished their words, they were also knocked over by the endless stream of skulls.

Just as the six people were about to be killed on the spot by the skulls, a bolt of lightning as thick as a large jar appeared out of nowhere, smashing the skulls to pieces and knocking the red-clothed ghost king to the ground from the void.

The ground collapsed, leaving a deep gully.

"and who are you?!"

The Red-Clothed Ghost King was almost going crazy. He was pierced through the body by six unknown young Taoist priests one after another. No matter how much ghost energy he mobilized, he could not recover.

He was hit in the face by another bolt of lightning that came from nowhere, breaking forty-eight layers of his skin.

What happened to this group of Taoists? First it was Wudang, then Maoshan. Will there be a few more from Shenxiao Sect in a few days?

"Maoshan, Yang Lingxiao!"

Yang Lingxiao suddenly appeared in front of the red-clothed Ghost King with a whisk in his hand, his eyes flashing coldly.

"Yang Lingxiao... your name is also Yang Lingxiao?"

"Break into my cave and I'll kill you!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The Red-Clothed Ghost King manipulated the entire ghost domain into merging into his own body. As the ghost domain shattered, countless evil ghosts appeared in the mass grave. Looking around, they were densely packed.

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

The Red Ghost King's defense was broken and he went crazy.

Without caring where these things came from, he directly mobilized the power of the entire ghost realm and wanted to kill several people on the spot.

"funny!"

"Back off!"

The whisk in Yang Lingxiao's hand dissipated, lightning surged around him, and three pillars of lightning rose behind him.

The light column shattered and turned into three thunder dragons of different colors.

With a rub of his bare hands, countless evil spirits let out sounds of relief as if they had suddenly realized the truth and felt regret.

Three thunder dragons appeared, and the eyes of the evil ghosts that were showing their fangs and claws just now suddenly became clear.

Why are Taoist priests these days so irritable?

What about self-cultivation and keeping calm?

"Empress, help me!!!"

Countless evil spirits screamed in agony.

Fu Meng transformed into a new form and accurately caught Yang Lingxiao, who was carried into the air by the lightning, on his head.

As soon as he opened his mouth and spit, several evil spirits were eaten by him as snacks.

"Where are the white spears and black soldiers?!"

Looking at the endless stream of evil spirits, Yang Lingxiao raised his hand, and a group of eighty-one figures wearing thick armor, sitting upright on horses, holding long spears and with long swords hanging from their waists suddenly jumped out.

With one stomp of the horse's hooves, a ferocious evil ghost was crushed to pieces.

"My Lord!!!"

Eighty-one people said in a deep voice.

"kill!"

"Leave no one behind!"

Upon hearing the order, the eighty-one people pulled down their visors, and black chains appeared in their hands. They slapped them open and then poured towards the group of evil spirits like waves.

The sound of horse hooves was like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart!

Each of those galloping horses was a small mobile fortress.

In an instant, countless evil spirits were torn into pieces and trampled into the ground by horse hooves.

"No, this, is this normal?"

Look at the white spears and black soldiers summoned by his senior brother, and then look at the skinny ribs summoned by himself.

Are you telling me this is the same technique?

Grandmaster, I want to complain!

"normal!"

"It's normal for the eldest brother to become an immortal right now!"

The five Jiale people answered in unison.

Shi Shaojian: "..."

Your flattery makes me sick!

"Brother, kill them slowly, leave some for us!"

"Shao Jian, pass the order!"

"Don't leave any of the evil spirits here alive!"

Yang Lingxiao gave the order in the name of the eldest senior brother.

These creatures live by devouring ghosts. If they are not cleaned up, they will definitely be warned.

"Pass on the order from Senior Brother!"

"Kill all the evil spirits here!"

Don’t ask, if you do, I’ll give you the same question.

There is nothing good about something that wants to take your life. If it is an evil ghost, it must die!

Seeing the eighty-one people easily tearing their team apart, the red-clothed ghost king in the distance could no longer sit still. He flicked his sleeves and rushed towards Yang Lingxiao.

As long as they kill Yang Lingxiao, they may still have a chance to turn the tables.

Where on earth did this Taoist priest come from, and why is he so difficult to deal with?

"Peng!"

A five-hundred-year-old peach wood three-pointed knife appeared in Yang Lingxiao's hand. He slashed it out with one blow, directly cutting off the ghost king's sleeves. The blade turned, carrying the righteous energy of the red sun and slashed at the ghost king's chest.

The wooden sword chopped down, and another layer of the human skin covered by the red-clothed ghost king was chopped off.

Are those layers that are crumbling just human skin?

That is the cultivation level of the Red Ghost King!

"Kill me, and you can leave now!"

Yang Lingxiao, holding a knife in his hand, seemed to be in a mysterious state. His eyes swept across, emitting a breathtaking and magnificent power.

Fu Meng shrank his body and turned into a white dog, and like an arrow, he took the lead and bit the red-clothed ghost king in the distance.

How can the True Lord be patrolling the mountains without his dog?

What's wrong with being a dog?

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"Soul-devouring Blood Pool!"

The red-clothed ghost king forcibly dodged Fu Meng's bite, and his whole body was filled with ghost energy, forming a pool of blood that kept wriggling on the ground. From the blood, hideous and skinny ghost claws stretched out and grabbed Yang Lingxiao's legs directly.

"Golden light!"

"boom!"

The golden light exploded, shattering the ghost claws while creating a golden armor on Yang Lingxiao's body.

"burn!"

Burn the word below.

The spreading golden light seemed to transform into an invisible flame, burning the pool of blood into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

"Golden light!"

The magic was broken, and the Red Ghost King staggered immediately. Taking advantage of this gap, Fu Meng opened his mouth and bit his ankle, and tore off five more ghost skins with all his strength.

This is not over yet. The golden light in the sky condensed into a golden axe shadow in the void. Although it was a dazzling golden light, the Red Ghost King felt an inexplicable chill.

"cut!"

A huge axe shadow fell from the sky and headed straight for the head of the Red Ghost King.

These scenes almost caused the Red Ghost King to disappear on the spot.

What the hell is this?

Even if I have nothing to do, I can still eat two people and swallow two souls.

But it's a good ghost!

How could a good ghost be treated like this?

It just likes to eat people, but eating people is not against the law of heaven!

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