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

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[God-son, I’m going to fuck your uncle…]

The system was breached again, and it was about to rush out to beat Yang Lingxiao to death, and then bring him back to life.

To have achieved such an achievement in system development is enough to bring honor to the family.

After all, if he dares to explode, Yang Lingxiao will dare to crash into the statue of the Three Pure Ones and die. Don't doubt whether he deserves the attention of the three heavenly masters.

His name was chosen by one of them.

Silver light emerged, and Yang Lingxiao came to the inheritance space again. Looking around, in addition to the weapons and armor still floating in the air, there was also a precious carved bow being nurtured by the silver light.

"You came!"

Weapons, armor, and battle robes evolved into three figures that looked particularly similar.

"My name is Sanshou!"

The silver-haired, unruly man who had transformed from a three-pointed, double-edged sword spoke first.

The man in the center, wearing a silver robe, holds a folding fan, and there is a sharp silver line between his eyebrows.

"Silver Dragon!"

The last muscular man in black clothes grinned with a simple face, but his smile gave off the feeling of a furious King Kong. The whole body was filled with the energy of wind and thunder, and he looked violent and ferocious.

"Master, my name is Lei Gang!"

Both of them: “????”

No, you were just shouting about this and that, and then you hit me like this, right?

Lei Gang, your behavior makes us sick!

"Let's change the way we play!"

"You can choose to fight us alone. As long as you defeat him, you will obtain one of the most important inheritances of the True Lord, the first level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art!"

"Choose!"

The silver dragon held a folding fan in his hand, and his voice was neither hot nor cold, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

But this is just an appearance.

The Suanni has an upright posture and a steady body, and likes to be quiet and sit.

But he possesses the power to drive the god of thunder and is extremely brave.

"Please!"

The Xuanyuan Sword appeared in Yang Lingxiao's hand, and he was covered with golden armor and his battle robe was red. He pointed at the three-headed Dao in the distance.

This grandson is the most handsome among the three, and he will never allow anyone else's handsomeness to threaten him.

"court death!"

The three heads jumped out with bare hands, raised their hands and transformed them into dragon claws, and then slapped them directly on the body of Xuanyuan Sword. The terrifying power poured out, causing Yang Lingxiao to jump a full seven steps.

"shock!"

With a slight swing of the sword, the three heads were immediately forced back.

Driven by the body of the God of War, Yang Lingxiao rushed out like a ball of burning wolf smoke, and the sword blade swung in waves, cutting off the broken scales with all his strength.

The three heads were still as ferocious as ever, and each of their moves exuded an irresistible power.

Yang Lingxiao fought more and more fiercely. After three incense sticks, the three-headed man who had been able to suppress Yang Lingxiao was cut in the chest by a sword and flew backwards for more than ten meters.

"Body of the God of War!"

The silver dragon in mid-air narrowed its eyes slightly, then slowly uttered four words.

Lei Gang slowly turned his head, his face full of the stupidity and clarity that is unique to college students.

Silver Dragon: "..."

"Okay, okay, but this is like asking me to submit to you. You are not qualified!"

Sanshou looked at the wound on his chest, and instead of being angry, he felt happy and suddenly burst into laughter.

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a three-headed silver dragon that was a hundred feet long.

The dragon roared endlessly, swung its sharp claws and slashed straight at Yang Lingxiao. Its tail swung, creating a particularly hideous and terrifying crack on the ground.

The dragon roared and turned over, swimming towards the air.

He opened his mouth and roared, condensing into two terrifying hurricanes that slashed towards Yang Lingxiao.

The golden sword came out, carrying terrifying divine power to crush the two hurricanes. The sword was chopped down, and the golden light condensed into a giant Xuanyuan sword shadow. The sword shadow turned and slashed straight at the three huge heads of the three-headed monster.

"Good friend, let's kill him with the sword today!"

Just as Yang Lingxiao was about to make a move, a Qiongqi evil beast with wings on its back, carrying an extremely ferocious aura, immediately appeared. It flashed and carried Yang Lingxiao on its back, then flapped its wings and flew away.

"Qiongqi?!"

Silver Dragon's frown deepened.

Where did this thing come from?

Seeing Qiongqi's figure getting closer and closer, the three-headed dragon in the void simply opened its mouth and spit out inch-long mines. The mines poured out and turned into a waterfall pouring towards Yang Lingxiao.

"cut!!"

The water mines were violent. Yang Lingxiao raised his hand and swung his sword, which transformed into golden thunder, splitting the roaring water mine waterfall in the air into two halves.

"Qiongqi!"

"Roar!"

With a deep shout, Qiongqi quickly raised its head and flew out using the force. Yang Lingxiao stood on the back of the three-headed monster like an arrow.

Just as the three heads kept swinging in an attempt to suppress Yang Lingxiao back to the ground, Yang Lingxiao, holding the sword in his hand, recited softly.

"Zhenwu Emperor Seal!"

With a light shout, the Zhenwu Emperor Seal containing terrifying divine power quickly emerged under his drive. The divine power seemed to have evolved into the Five Mountains. The terrifying gravity poured down, immediately suppressing the three-headed dragon to the ground.

"I lost!"

Yang Lingxiao withdrew his sword and retreated, reappearing behind Qiongqi.

Without the help of the power of the Zhenwu Emperor Seal, he would not be able to knock the three heads to the ground.

The three heads that were smashed into the ground transformed into human figures again, standing on the ground and looking at Yang Lingxiao with complicated expressions.

After a long silence, he finally spoke and asked, "Why don't you stab me? If you stab me, the power of the sword will be enough to kill me."

"When the time comes, the True Lord's inheritance will all belong to you!"

Yang Lingxiao patted the huge head of Qiongqi. The feeling was much worse than Fu Meng at home. The human world was progressing and developing.

But Fu Meng still can't fly!

"You underestimated the enemy!"

"Besides, why should I kill you? A dead thing is no match for a living thing at any time."

"Come again!"

A gleam flashed in the three-headed silver eyes, and then, with the silver dragon's eyes about to curse, he bowed deeply to Yang Lingxiao, "Three-headed, greetings to the master!"

Silver Dragon: "...Ah, yes, yes, I'm the only bad guy, just me!"

"Three songs!"

"My lord!"

The three heads immediately transformed into a sharp silver light.

"Buzz!"

Yang Lingxiao raised his hand and the three-pointed, double-edged sword with a cold glow and a scarlet dragon ball embedded in it was immediately held in the center of his palm. He held the blade horizontally and slowly passed over his eyebrows.

"Who's coming, you two?"

He lightly tapped the tip of the knife and pointed at the two people still standing in the air in the distance and asked.

Silver Dragon: "...Ah, yes, yes, I'm still the bad guy!"

"The True Lord's inheritance is far away, you have to go and get it yourself!"

As they were talking, the figures of Yin Jiao and Lei Gang dispersed to the left and right, revealing a palace piled high on the hills.

The palace is filled with books, densely packed and endless!

Palace of Books!

He was not unfamiliar with this scene.

At that time, Xiansheng Zhenjun was afraid that even his nephews in the four seas of Tianhe would not be able to escape, so he specially compiled all the magic skills he had practiced into a book for Liu Chapan to read.

Reciting is reciting, but understanding is understanding.

There is a huge gap between the two.

……