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

Chapter 106: Old 2, verify your identity!

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"This, this is..." Yan Chixia felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker. Which Taoist priest would kill people and destroy their hearts?

"Senior, keep calm!"

"That's how Yang Dabangchui attacks. You'll get used to it over time. But the Black Mountain Old Demon must be feeling uncomfortable right now."

Shi Shaojian replied indifferently.

You don't want to avoid people anymore, right?

There were dozens before, but now there are thousands.

Every stroke was made by myself, they are all made with my own blood and tears. Yang Lingxiao, you bastard, you even exploited your own junior brother.

"Who's the big stick?"

A sinister voice suddenly rang out.

"Of course... Holy shit, Fu Meng, you're actually going to bite your breadwinners, old man. You're a zombie, what are you doing hanging out with a bitch?"

"Ow..."

For a moment, Shi Shaojian was extremely happy.

"I sense dishonesty in you. I will tell you about the true Dharma of my ancestors."

"Get back!"

"brush!"

Yang Lingxiao raised his hand and grabbed the Black Mountain Old Demon who was trying to escape. He pressed his finger and pressed it into the ground in the distance. He rolled his sword finger and a Five Thunder Talisman popped out and blasted out.

Lightning flashed everywhere, and the Black Mountain Old Demon, who had a stone body and face just now, immediately changed his face.

It transformed from a stone monster into a man wearing black armor but full of evil.

"Chen Santai?"

Yang Lingxiao's expression changed slightly when he saw the true appearance of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Damn system, I'm going to work early, what are you doing to me?

It seems that the Black Mountain Demon in the original drama was too weak, and then suddenly he got a physical enhancement, right? People who are not from the same world can be forced together.

As expected of you!

This Black Mountain Old Demon is also a character in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story. He once stayed in Lanruo Temple before Ning Caichen and even tricked one of the female ghosts away.

Later, his body was taken over by the Black Mountain Demon and he became a puppet.

"clumsy!"

Yang Lingxiao dispersed the murderous intent around him, raised his hand and pointed at Chen Santai's eyebrows.

Even if he lost the Three Lives Stone, he was still a fifth-level Heavenly Master. It would be a pity to kill him like this. If I didn't use the summoning technique, let alone defeat him, it would have been a great achievement for me to hurt him.

"True Lord, are you going to take this great beast?"

Yan Chixia naturally saw through Yang Lingxiao's thoughts.

Our own True Lord wants to subdue this great terror and use it for his own purposes.

"Use it like a dog!"

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry!"

"Yellow Turban Secret Technique: Controlling Souls with Blood!"

He raised his hand and forced out a drop of blood, then used the power of thunder and fire on the Maoshan Jade Sword to drive it in. With a flick of his finger, the power of thunder and fire condensed into dense runes, which scattered and merged into the soul of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

"Thunder Whip!"

Lightning flashed everywhere, and a thunder whip engraved with the names of the thirty-six thunder gods appeared immediately.

Driven by magic power, the thirty-six sacred tablets immediately flew out and embedded themselves deeply into Chen Santai's soul, as if they were connected into rows of extremely sharp steel needles.

"I know you are anxious, but please don't be anxious!"

"These two methods are not enough!"

"Forget it, let me show you the methods of my Seventh and Eighth Brothers!"

"Mourning stick!"

Looking at Chen Santai with green eyes, Yang Lingxiao grabbed a pitch-black mourning stick from the air and pulled it down. Chen Santai's eyes full of hostility were suddenly replaced by inexplicable fear.

His memory is becoming increasingly chaotic.

Yang Lingxiao is erasing his memory!

"No...no, spare my life, I am willing to be your dog, I am willing to be your dog!"

"You're being too loud!"

Shi Shaojian covered his crotch, held Fu Meng's neck and uttered a word in a low voice.

Yang Dabangchui has never been a good person!

"Your voice is too loud!"

"I've taken a poisonous wolf like you as my dog. I won't be able to sleep until I rip out your wolf heart!"

"Go with peace of mind!"

"brush!"

Yang Lingxiao casually delivered the final blow.

As the last stick fell, the Black Mountain Demon Chen Santai was immediately transformed into another person.

"Owner!"

After a while, Chen Santai slowly knelt down and bowed his head in front of Yang Lingxiao. The demonic aura around him subsided, and from a distance he looked like a harmless scholar who was powerless.

"Secret Technique: Controlling Souls with Blood!"

Another four drops of blood flew out, and then fell directly into the eyebrows of the four shivering martial kings in the distance, sealing the souls of several people in the blink of an eye.

These four creatures are quite powerful, and with a little training they can become extremely difficult to deal with. Rather than just killing them directly, it would be better to leave them to Taoist Simu as mounts.

The four human-shaped objects naturally cannot be used as mounts, but Fu Meng did obtain a green jadeite dragon and phoenix gilded coffin from the collection of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Since there are no black people to carry the coffin, it wouldn’t be too much to get four martial kings to do so, right?

At the same time, in front of a lake.

"Big Brother, can we slow down a bit? My junior brothers can't keep up!"

Looking at Shi Jian, whose whole body was boiling with murderous aura but whose good deeds were almost condensing into mist, Taoist Simu wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted loudly.

In eight whole days, the number of demons strangled by his eldest brother had reached nine hundred and ninety-nine, and all of them were branded by heaven.

The rest are countless.

Don’t you see that the sect leader’s sword in your eldest senior brother’s hand is about to be cut into a hole?

No wonder his beloved nephew said that if he didn't handle the Heavenly Master Trial well, not only would he not become a Heavenly Master, but he would also be easily eliminated.

Cut from south to north, and then from east to west.

This alone is enough to kill countless people.

"Yes, Senior Brother, are we being a little too hasty?"

Uncle Jiu asked with the same dry mouth.

In the past few days, he has no idea how many magical instruments and talismans have been broken into pieces, and even more so, countless talismans.

"Too hasty?"

Although Shi Jian looked a little disheveled, his eyes were extremely sharp and bright, with lightning flashing in them, and he was as majestic as a prison. A glance from his eyes seemed to be able to cause turbulence in the void.

"That kid Ling Xiao is almost risking his life for our plan. How can I, as their master, hold them back?"

"come out!"

As Shi Jian's voice fell, the whisk in his hand, carrying a terrifying aura, poured down on the lake in front of him. Lightning exploded and the lake water splashed everywhere.

"Roar!"

"Who is it that dares to seek trouble with me?" A strange roar like a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar was heard, and a strange snake with strange scales broke through the water and jumped out.

The karma in his body was in turmoil, as if it had condensed into a dark cloud that kept moving.

"Second brother, verify your identity!"

Shi Jian said coldly.

The ordinary sound echoed in the air, like thunder in the sky.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Uncle Jiu stepped forward with a book in his hand and used a talisman to open his third eye. Through his third eye, the foul and bloody aura from the snake demon suddenly rushed into his eyes.

"The blood evil spreads thirty feet, and karma is accumulating. Kill!"

Uncle Jiu raised his hand and made a big tick on the book.

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