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

"So it's you! The person the leader was talking about is you!"

"It's so easy to get..."

"My mother has no life, my hometown is empty!"

"The three-headed blood-light god will enter my body and kill the Buddha and the saint!"

The old Taoist priest, whose shattered body began to wriggle and recover, stood up shakily, and the eye between his eyebrows was blasted into darkness by the divine light of the Heavenly Eye.

Isn’t such a powerful talent the best vehicle for the True Lord’s resurrection?

The old Taoist stretched out his still moving fingers, carved ten red runes into the air, and then grinned grimly.

The talisman leaped into the air, immediately drawing down a divine being that emanated blood and foul aura.

When the divinity entered his body, the old Taoist immediately turned into a monster with three heads and six arms, with eyes all over his body, which would make people feel shaky at the sight of it.

"Youngster, come and die!"

Countless steel needles emerged from the eyes, and suddenly exploded, turning the five divine fire clones into nothingness.

"Fellow Daoist is being arrogant!"

Yang Lingxiao made hand gestures and recited the incantations quickly.

"The revered Dharma is awe-inspiring, divine power radiates. My body is encircled by golden fire, a red silk shrouds the heavens, my wheel contains wind and fire, and my righteous energy fills the heavens. I command the might of the Three Altars and the Sea Assembly, and lead a hundred thousand righteous heavenly soldiers. I obey the command of the Supreme One!"

"Urgently summon the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly!"

"Borrowing the law!"

"Descend!"

"Buzz!"

The void rang softly, and a golden halo suddenly filled Yang Lingxiao's body, blasting the steel needles that were approaching his body into pieces.

In the golden light, Yang Lingxiao gently closed his eyes, but the red lotus pattern in his heart lit up between his eyebrows.

When he opened his eyes, there was a golden glint in his eyes.

With his arms folded, he glanced at the three-headed, six-armed monster in the distance with great contempt.

Three heads and six arms?

It deserves it!

However, when he looked at the Xuanyuan Sword, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

That's not right. This sword shouldn't be here...

"It turns out it's not that one, but its power is still amazing!"

"What a magic weapon!"

"But unfortunately you're the only one who can use it!"

"Here comes the gun!"

An unfamiliar voice came from Yang Lingxiao's mouth, it was unruly, overbearing, arrogant, and murderous.

As the fire flashed, the peach wood fire spear with the taboo of the Three Altars Sea Assembly engraved on it appeared in the center of the air. He swung the spear, and the old Taoist in the distance trembled like a sieve.

"Fu Meng, why are you shaking?"

Looking at the trembling Fu Meng, Shi Shaojian asked while holding him next to him.

"Great... great god!"

"I know he's a great god. These things are normal for a big brother. Being too excited can easily cause cerebral thrombosis."

"Fuck you, do you know what the title of Haihui God is? The God of Killing..."

"Fuck, why are you running so fast? Wait for me..."

"God, even God can't kill me!"

Needles of steel appeared in the old Taoist's eyes again. He shook his six arms, grabbed six golden swords and rushed forward.

As divinity entered his body, the old Taoist became more violent and cruel.

"I thought it was some bastard from somewhere, but it turns out to be a little centipede!"

"Watch out, kid!"

"The best way to deal with these things is to twist their heads off!"

The spear shook, and in a flash, it immediately turned into countless afterimages. The afterimages moved and pierced through the head on the old Taoist's neck like an arrow.

With a strong pull, the head collapsed into nothingness like a rotten watermelon.

With another sweep of his hand, only three of the old Taoist's six arms were left.

"Go!"

"call out!"

The peach wood spear flew out of his hand and immediately pierced through the Taoist's chest, nailing him to the wall behind him.

With his hands grabbing down, the old Taoist's other two heads and spine were torn out alive, even the ray of divinity was not spared.

Really crushing the bones and scattering ashes.

The power of the God of Death is so terrifying!

"What's your name, kid?"

In the consciousness space, the Three Altars Sea Assembly Great God standing in the air looked at Yang Lingxiao with interest.

This kid is interesting. He actually has an impermeable body. No wonder he dares to invite his Dharma body to come.

Moreover, he is a descendant of the Zhenwu lineage, has decisive methods, and has magical weapons like the Xuanyuan Sword at his disposal.

It will be more than enough for him to be a pioneer general in the future.

"Little Taoist Yang Lingxiao!"

"what's your name?"

The great god Haihui suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Yang Lingxiao!"

"Yang Lingxiao, isn't this the name given by our master's Dharma body... That's not right!"

As the great god glanced down, Yang Lingxiao suddenly felt dizzy, and his consciousness immediately left the consciousness space and returned to his body.

"Heavenly Eyes... the same war god body as my second brother, and the dragon body after the bones were taken away and the blood was burned?"

"Could it be..."

"No, I have to go talk to my second brother!"

After saying this, his figure dissipated into divinity, and then all of it was infused into the third eye between Yang Lingxiao's eyebrows, which had only a small part of it revived.

As soon as Yang Lingxiao regained consciousness, he raised his eyebrows when he saw the thing in his hand.

As expected, he is worthy of being the legendary god of death. Not only was his head twisted off, but his spine was also pulled out.

The power of the God of Death is so terrifying!

Seeing Yang Lingxiao getting closer and closer, the old Taoist was extremely frightened. How could a mortal summon the righteous gods to descend upon him? How could it be possible?

Master, what kind of monster did I encounter?

Master, there is no need to leave a place for me in the Forgotten River, because I can never go back.

"You are not a mortal, you are definitely not a mortal!"

"Kill him, kill him for this elder..."

The old Taoist screamed heart-wrenchingly.

The next moment, two or three hundred White Lotus followers, holding steel knives and torches, with green eyes, rushed in one after another. They swung the blood-stained steel knives towards Yang Lingxiao without hesitation, drooling and greedy.

"It's these damn dirty bastards again!"

"kill!"

Seeing those believers coming to fight, Shi Shaojian and his companions no longer held back. With a swing of their iron swords, they strangled several brutal and ghost-like believers to death on the spot.

This group of people can no longer be called human beings.

Those who eat white meat have teeth as black as blood, eyes that are green, and look like vicious wolves.

"Yang Lingxiao, you will be the carrier of the True Lord's arrival!" The old Taoist roared, forcibly broke free from the peach wood spear, raised the ball of blood-like flowing thing and rushed over.

"Peng!"

Fu Meng rushed forward and knocked the old Taoist straight into the air.

Then he opened his mouth and bit the old Taoist, who was immediately cut in half, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The divine pattern between his eyebrows flashed, and the old Taoist's soul was dragged out alive.

"Master, just let me swallow this bastard!"

Fu Meng's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he would crush the old Taoist's soul into pieces in the next moment.

"This thing needs to be delivered to the lower level for inspection, so eat half of it!"

Yang Lingxiao turned around and responded without even looking back.

What does what Fu Meng did have to do with his master?

Eat, eat half?

A sinister grin appeared on Fu Menggou's face, as if he was possessed by Shi Shaojian.

"No, no, no, no, an incomplete soul will be reincarnated as a maggot... You beast, don't come over here!"

"Where can't I bite?"

For a moment, there were screams and wails everywhere.

Looking at the increasingly ferocious White Lotus Sect members, Yang Lingxiao waved his hand and summoned the Yinbing Token.

"Where are the ghost soldiers?!"

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