I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 164 The 2th Palm: Red and White Shuangsha (Part [-])
Half an hour ago.

As soon as Qin Yao's body entered the hall, the coffin lids shot up one after another as if they were touched by a switch, and flew towards them whistling.

"Boom, bang, bang..."

Qin Yao swung his fists and clapped his palms, smashing the lids of the coffins, and charged head-on at the zombies that had gathered into a wave of corpses.

Under the blessing of the ancestor's power, no zombie of any level could bear a heavy big bidou, and one after another his heads were blasted one after another. Qin Yao killed a golden zombie with an unstoppable force. In front of the yellow coffin.

"boom!"

Kicking the coffin lid, the imaginary zombie king did not jump out, but a blood-red bead flew out, like a devil's eye, floating in the air, staring at Qin Yao's body.

"Dry Heaven Demon Spirit Bead." Mao Santong spoke softly in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows.

Qin Yao blinked: "Old Ancestor, what is this Qiantian Demon Spirit Orb?"

"It is a medium that can store demon spirits." Mao Santong explained: "The so-called demon spirits include all evil things."

Just as he was talking, ghosts came through the walls from all directions, filling the entire lobby.

Qin Yao stared at these ghosts, and said in a concentrated voice: "The destruction of Tenteng Town is because of this little bead, right?"

"Probably so."

Mao San said: "This bead refined the zombie king, summoned a group of zombies, and wiped out the entire town... What are you going to do with this magic bead?"

"How to deal with it?" Qin Yao was surprised: "Aside from destroying it, is there any other choice?"

"You can also choose to refine it." Mao San said, "With this magic orb, you can carry an army of ghosts and gods with you."

"I choose to refine it!"

"I knew you would make this choice." Mao Santong said, a beam of golden light shot out from the center of Qin Yao's eyebrows, hitting the Qiantianmo Lingzhu in the middle, obliterating the wisdom in it.

"Roar……"

The moment the wisdom in the Lingzhu died, the Zombie King suddenly revived and jumped up from the coffin.

"Shh!"

Another golden light flew out of Qin Yao's eyebrows, turned into a golden lightsaber, and hit the Zombie King's eyebrows.

With just one blow, it didn't take half a second, the zombie king with the strength of a golden armored corpse was killed, and his body fell back into the coffin.

"I have wiped out the wisdom in the magic bead, Qin Yao, sit cross-legged, hold your breath, and I will help you refine the magic bead." Mao Santong said in a deep voice.

Qin Yao nodded, ran over to grab the golden coffin lid, and slammed it on the zombie king's coffin, then jumped on top of him and sat cross-legged.

As Mao Santong cast the spell, ghosts began to crowd around the golden coffin, and the hall suddenly became much more empty.

Shortly after.

Yan Wuya came in with a sword in hand, just happened to see this scene...

……

The book continued from the previous chapter, and said that Yan Wuya made up his mind and raised his magic sword to rush towards Qin Yao. Along the way, all the ghosts and monsters standing in front of him were chopped to death by the sword and wiped out in ashes.

There was a flash of light on the magic pearl, and the ghosts surrounding Qin Yao suddenly rioted, rushing towards the swordsman without fear of death.

Yan Wuya raised the sword in his hand and lowered it, killing with the sword in his hand. In the end, he was numb. After killing the last ghost, his arm still repeated the movement of swinging the sword.

On the coffin lid, Qin Yao slowly opened his eyes, spread his right hand, and the magic orb floating above his head slowly fell into his palm.

"Mr. Yan, are you okay?"

Yan Wuya woke up like a dream, controlled his arm and stopped, looked up at Qin Yao's palm: "Give me that bead."

Qin Yao's face turned cold, and he turned his hands to hold the magic pearl tightly: "Why?"

"This is an evil thing. The entire town of Tenteng will be destroyed because of it. The evil is ominous and must be eliminated." Yan Wuya said sharply.

Qin Yao shook his head: "It's the demon soul in the magic bead that caused the chaos, and I have already wiped out that demon soul."

Yan Wuya shouted: "The devil soul is born from the magic bead. If the magic bead is still there, new devil souls will be produced continuously. The destruction of one Tengteng town is enough, and there cannot be another victimized place."

Qin Yao resolutely said: "I will carry this magic bead with me, with me, the situation you said will not happen."

"Your promise is meaningless!" Yan Wuya raised his long sword and said indifferently: "Either hand over the magic orb, or start a war with me."

"Old Ancestor, please help me again." Qin Yao put away the magic pearl and said in a low voice.

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful force instantly flowed from the center of his brows to his limbs.

Qin Yao jumped off the coffin and grabbed Yan Wuya's sword with his bare hands.

Yan Wuya frowned, and subconsciously poured a lot of spiritual energy into the dharma sword, and slashed down.

"when!"

The swords and palms collided, and there was a sound of metal and iron. Qin Yao clenched the blade tightly, and with the help of the abundant magic power in his body, he directly snatched the magic sword from the opponent's hand.

"Boom."

He raised his foot and kicked Yan Wuya in the middle of his chest, kicked him out of the lobby, and fell heavily in the yard coughing up blood. Qin Yao threw the dharma sword, held the hilt of the sword, and slowly came to the door: "I will tell you Clearly, I killed the Zombie King, and I won the bet between us, so this sword is mine. In addition, for the sake of you helping me empty the magic bead with a lot of karma, I will spare your life. Don't provoke me again, otherwise, you will die a miserable death."

After speaking, he passed the other person's figure without hesitation and walked towards the gate of the house.

Yan Wuya was lying in the yard, trying to get up, but fell hard a few times, clutching his chest and shouting to the figure: "My sword, I will definitely get it back by myself in the future!"

Qin Yao waved his hand and strode out of the house.

But at this moment, the golden light between his brows disappeared instantly, his legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Mr. Qin, are you alright?" Mi Nianying hurriedly stepped forward to support his body, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little out of strength." Qin Yao smiled at her, and said warmly, "Let's go, help me leave."

Mi Nianying nodded, and helped him walk out step by step: "Mr. Qin, can I still learn Taoism?"

"Why do you want to learn?"

"Because I want to fight side by side with you, instead of standing aside in fear." Mi Nianying said softly.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Okay, after returning to Yizhuang, I will ask Master to build a foundation for you..."

The next day.

early morning.

Qin Yao, who regained his strength, rode to Yizhuang together with Nianying. When they passed a mountain trail, a gust of wind suddenly blew thick fog, and the sonorous and powerful suona sound appeared, resounding through the forest, accompanied by And there was the sound of gongs, drums, and other indistinguishable instruments...

Hearing this voice, Nianying's heart trembled, and she subconsciously held Qin Yao's palm.

Qin Yao looked around, and saw a procession of seeing off the relatives slowly coming forward with the rhythm of the sound of cannons and drums. A group of people in red clothes and high red hats came around a bright red sedan chair. The figure walking in the front is carrying a red basket and sprinkled flowers.

In the rear, accompanied by the sound of suona and gongs, a funeral procession wearing filial piety clothes and carrying a coffin appeared.The figure walking in the front also carried a basket and sprinkled ghost papers high.

Two teams came from two directions, just sandwiching the two of them...

(End of this chapter)