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

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"Fellow Daoist, wait a minute..."

"boom!"

Looking at the tree demon who was blown into pieces, Yan Chixia swallowed all the words that were on the tip of his tongue, because Yang Lingxiao really left behind the female ghost named Xiaoqian.

"Shao Jian, put it away and wait for the underworld to activate and then throw it into the animal realm!"

Yang Lingxiao didn't even look at it, and casually gave an order to Shi Shaojian behind him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the trunk of the banyan tree. The trunk collapsed, revealing the core of the tree.

This is what he wants.

After collecting the tree core casually, Yang Lingxiao lowered his head and looked at the huge pit in front of him.

A monster that has been around for hundreds of years must have stockpiled some things, right?

"yes, Sir!"

Shi Shaojian casually rolled up a talisman and put the terrified Nie Xiaoqian into it, then threw it into his Qiankun bag and answered.

"Pack up and go take a look downstairs!"

"Fellow Daoist Yan, why don't you join us?"

Yang Lingxiao turned his head again and looked at Yan Chixia, who was shaking like a minion.

Yan Chixia took a tentative look just now, and it was a small look that almost scared him to death.

A Jiaozi monster with blood all over its body was lurking around Yang Lingxiao, suppressing the evil spirits from all directions.

This, this is a bloody Jiaozi!

The ferocious beast Ya Zi, if tamed, will become a divine beast of war that can suppress evil and kill evil.

"well!"

Yan Chixia responded numbly.

What is the origin of this group of people from Maoshan?

It would be fine if he could conquer all demons and monsters, but why is it that the evil energy around him seems to be becoming more and more positive? Is this the legendary "if there is no door, there is no opening, and evil will turn into good"?

Several people moved very quickly, flashing into the

In the next scene, Yan Chixia finally understood where Maoshan's way of doing things came from.

Ten people rushed out together, and they would dig deep into the ground to get anything that would be useful to the headquarters or beneficial to their own cultivation.

That dog-like beast is even more outrageous.

Even the gold foil used to decorate the palace was scraped off.

Such a scene, how can it be described with more than just the word "brutal"?

"Fellow Daoist Yan, are there any other people in the sect?" Yang Lingxiao looked at Yan Chixia without changing his expression.

Are you kidding? The person you’re targeting wants to escape?

You provoked the senior brother and still want to get away with it?

Yan Chixia: "...No, there's murderous intent!"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, I am the last successor in my sect, so how can I have other fellow disciples?

Why are you asking this, Brother Yang?

Yan Chixia always felt like he was on a pirate ship, and it was tied with countless chains.

Can’t go down by yourself?

"Daoist friend, what do you think of my Maoshan?"

"I would like to invite you to go with me. I can't guarantee other things, but it is not difficult to lead you up there."

As Yang Lingxiao spoke, divine light swirled around him, and the divine pattern of the Heavenly Eye appeared between his eyebrows. When the silver light fell, his body was replaced by a silver armor and black robe.

He raised his hand and gently grasped it, and the three-pointed knife, which exuded a strong divine power, was held directly in the center of his palm.

His arms moved horizontally, emitting a strong divine power.

"Manifesting Saint?"

"No, this is impossible. The gods have disappeared!"

Yan Chixia shouted out directly.

It is precisely because of the disappearance of God that the world and the underworld are in chaos.

There is no God, this is a recognized fact.

"Fellow Daoist, God has not disappeared!"

"Otherwise, how did you perform your magic?"

Before Yan Chixia could respond, the already dark void in the distance was suddenly filled with dark clouds tinged with blood, with howling winds and bursts of thunder, just like the arrival of the so-called evil gods and demons.

"Who are you to dare to hurt the subordinates of the Black Mountain Demon?"

"Die for me!"

The blood and dark clouds condensed into a huge human face, which then pressed forward towards the underground palace.

The ferocity is terrifying and the violence is overwhelming.

"roll!"

"The Eye of the Mountains and Rivers, the Dharmakaya of the World!"

"Buzz!"

The divine light from the Heavenly Eye poured out, easily blasting the face of the Void Black Mountain Old Demon into pieces.

The Black Mountain Old Demon and the Black Mountain Big Toad, crawl ahead of me!

"Good...good trick!"

Yan Chixia asked himself if he could kill the Black Mountain Old Demon's Dharma body with one move. It was said that the Black Mountain Old Demon had practiced for at least tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, but was he crushed like this?

Fellow Daoist... No, True Lord!

If the True Lord does not forsake me, I, Yan, will serve you like a dog or a horse.

Immortal!

That’s becoming an immortal!

"Yan Chixia, I'm honored to meet you, the True Lord!"

Yan Chixia flashed and bowed to Yang Lingxiao.

Yan Chixia is an extremely pure person, and he does not hide anything. He just wants to follow Yang Lingxiao to become an immortal, and this is why Yang Lingxiao admires him.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, there's no need to do this!"

"brush!"

Yang Lingxiao raised his hand and passed all the skills practiced by Caotou God to Yan Chixia.

It’s not that he didn’t pass it on to Shi Shaojian and others, but that Shi Shaojian and others’ bodies simply couldn’t withstand the ravages of this technique.

Yan Chixia carefully checked the martial arts in his mind, turned over and bowed to Yang Lingxiao again.

This technique is what immortals and gods practice in legends!

"We greet Senior Yan!"

Shi Shaojian rolled his eyes slightly, then led everyone in bowing to Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia is definitely a master.

Doesn’t joining the fold of Senior Brother Ke mean entering Mount Mao?

really!

The old Taoist priest was not wrong.

Maoshan, it’s time to prosper.

"Yan Chixia has met several people!"

"Fu Meng, have you tracked them down?"

Yang Lingxiao, dressed in silver armor and exuding awe-inspiring power, asked.

Are you kidding? You want to run away after showing off?

Do you really think that I, the Maoshan Killer King, am fake?

Fu Meng, with a stream of light on his body, rushed over from a distance, chewing on a wolf demon whose karma had seeped into its bones.

"Master, that Black Mountain Toad is hiding in the Black Mountain a hundred miles away!"

"True Lord, the Black Mountain Old Demon is not comparable to the tree demon. Should we be more cautious?"

Looking at the people whose eyes were once again filled with fiery fighting spirit, Yan Chixia almost vomited blood.

No, we are Taoists, not butchers.

There is no need to start working right away!

"Hidden virtue, hidden virtue!"

Jiale and his companions were the first to rush out with strange cries, followed closely by the four domineering and powerful men.

Did you see the heavy Dharma of the Taoist priest, the Black Mountain Toad!

Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!

As strange laughter came, Yan Chixia suddenly felt as if he had joined a great sect. Is it right to make evil appear good?

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist!"

"This time, with all the elders from my sect coming together, it won't be difficult to kill a demon."

"Daoyou, let's go!"

The three-pointed knife leaped into the void and turned into a three-headed dragon with monstrous power. The dragon roared, shaking the void and the mountains and rivers.

Yang Lingxiao flashed and stood on the dragon's spine, motionless as a mountain.

The dragon's tail rolled up, picked up Yan Chixia and rushed away.

When daybreak came, Ning Caichen, who had been physically hypnotized by Shi Shaojian, finally woke up from a tree branch.

Looking around, there was nothing except the razed Lanruo Temple.

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