"Noisy!"

"Peng!"

Fu Meng jumped out in response, opened his bloody mouth and bit towards the throat of one of the demon children. The demon child subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but was bitten through by Fu Meng.

Do you really treat Di Ting as a dog?

Fu Meng tore it off with all his might, and a piece of the demon boy's arm flew out immediately.

"Condor!"

Yang Lingxiao pointed the knife in the air.

"Wow!"

A series of extremely sharp cries were heard, and an iron-beaked eagle with a wingspan as big as an adult fell from the sky, its wings as sharp as knives and its eyes as bright as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he attacked the other demon boy.

In a short time, three of the five demon children were gone.

"Master Dao is mighty!"

Awei screamed at the top of his lungs.

Six people: "..."

If you keep getting so frightened, do you believe we can send you to meet your cousin?

"Where on earth did this bastard learn this trick from? Did Lao Deng really have a trick up his sleeve?"

Looking at the extremely handsome Iron-beaked Eagle, and then looking at Fu Meng who was fighting with a demon boy in the distance, Shi Shaojian suddenly felt a little dazed.

Three-pointed knife!

Panlong cloak!

Condor!

Divine dog!

Isn’t this the standard configuration of the legendary Manifestation of the Holy Lord?

Lao Deng, so you have such a method?

The other three demon children only paused for a moment, then rushed towards Yang Lingxiao without fear, with the tentacles behind them swinging wildly, as if they had added countless arms.

No matter where you come from, as long as we get close to you, you will die!

The three demon boys' eyes gleamed brightly, and their speed became faster and faster. One could only barely see a series of constantly moving afterimages.

But soon they discovered something unusual!

That is, no matter how fast they move, Yang Lingxiao can always suppress them steadily.

On the contrary, the three-pointed knife attached to thunder frequently left hideous scars on their bodies.

This Taoist priest is teasing them!

"Damn it!"

"Second brother, third brother, attract his attention."

The leading demon boy also became ruthless. What was more important was the powerful energy and blood in Yang Lingxiao's body. If they could devour it, they would instantly transform into the legendary five-eyed human goblin.

The other two demon children immediately changed their offensive strategy and used themselves as weapons to meet the trident in Yang Lingxiao's hand.

"Pfft!"

The three-pointed knife pierced one of them, and the thunder magic in his left hand blasted another one away.

"Taoist, you've been fooled!"

"The Mother of No Birth, devours souls and bodies!"

A trace of blood immediately appeared on the leading demon boy's arm, and then it hit the center of Yang Lingxiao's vest.

The Soul-Eating Body Curse, no one in the world can break it except the resurrected leader. The body and flesh of the person who is cursed will rot at the same time, and he will suffer extreme pain.

Even if you die, the spell will remain attached to your soul.

Like a cancer attached to the bone, it will never die!

Just as the demon boy showed a sinister smile on his face, Yang Lingxiao, who had just been hit by it, suddenly exploded into a handful of flames.

"Soul-Eating and Body-Eating Curse?"

"Like the methods of the White Lotus Sect!"

Yang Lingxiao's voice rang out behind the six people.

The voice startled several people so much that they trembled all over, and they couldn't say the words that were on the tip of their lips.

No, senior brother, let’s not play like this, okay? We wanted to warn you, but you turned around and hid your true identity?

"Brother...Brother, when did you come?" Shi Shaojian asked with some guilt.

"When you called me a bastard!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Shaojian was slapped on the back of his head.

"Snapped!"

"..."

Four more slaps were heard, and several people's eyes widened.

Five, five senior brothers?

Five?

No, Big Brother, if you play like this, there’s no point in us practicing Taoism. Just destroy it!

"Something's wrong, very wrong... Is it possible that these are still Big Brother's clones?"

Shi Shaojian's eyes were wide open, and he looked as if he was possessed by Fu Meng.

It's not that he's talking nonsense, but based on his understanding of Yang Lingxiao.

Yang Lingxiao's personality is like two extremes. Before he takes action, you never know what means he has prepared. But when he takes action, if he says you are evil, you must be evil!

This scene looks like the former no matter how you look at it!

Looking at the five Yang Lingxiaos that appeared before them, the three demon children kept turning their nine eyes, but they could not see any difference at all.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Kill them all, leaving no one alive. I don't believe we can't kill him like this!" The leading demon boy rushed forward regardless of anything, his tentacles waving wildly, like nailing spears.

But what greeted it were five uniform words.

"Thor, descend!!!!"

"boom……"

Five figures made of thunder fell from the sky. This time, the phantoms were not holding the Nine-Section Divine Staff, but were wearing golden armor and holding the Xuanyuan Sword.

"cut!"

The five figures swung their swords without hesitation.

When the sword fell, the five demon children seemed to see their grandmother whom they had never met before.

As the second sword fell, they seemed to see the Black and White Impermanence laughing at them strangely.

The last sword stabs down!

The five demon children were immediately beaten back to the form of babies, their bodies embedded in the ground, the kind that could not be dug out.

Lightning flashed again on the roof, and the real Yang Lingxiao slowly appeared.

As for the five below, they are just clones of the Divine Fire!

The clone turned into fire and dissipated, and the five demon children who were suppressed into the ground by the sword shadow had their bodies exploded into pieces, turning into pools of black water that merged together.

Not long after, a goblin with fifteen eyes on its face, a single horn on its head, and thirty spikes on its back suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

As he stepped down, the ground cracked and exploded into countless fragments.

The flying sand and rocks were terrifying!

"Hahaha, Dao..."

"boom!"

Before the strange laughter of the Xiao died down, it only saw a whip shadow in its fifteen eyes, which was getting closer and closer and more and more obvious, until it was blasted back into a pit in the distance.

"Catch him!"

Yang Lingxiao casually dispersed the thunder whip in his hand.

Man-monster?

Sorry, that was the luck that escaped from Maoshan. Who knew that this luck would transform into such a group of things.

But it doesn’t matter!

If one whip doesn't break it, whip it again!

It is an honor for it to be beaten half to pieces by the thunder whip bestowed by the Heavenly Lord.

"Brother, won't you kill me?"

Looking at the goblin hanging in the air, and then looking at its eyes still full of cruelty, Shi Shaojian felt for the first time that his elder brother was being impersonated by someone.

What kind of monster dares to pretend to be...

"Snapped!"

With a slap, Shi Shaojian once again came into close contact with the ground.

"These things are just bonuses. The most important thing is escaping from the gradient!"

"boom!"

As he was speaking, Yang Lingxiao unleashed another thunder spell, beating the half-dead human goblin to the point of near death.

As the breath of the human goblin became weaker, the old Taoist priest in a stone tomb suddenly turned his head, and green light splashed in his eyes.

Looking through his eyes, what appeared was the scene of the goblin hanging in the air.

"Damn it!"

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