Invincible little uncle

Chapter 296 7. This grudge has been taken over by the Underworld
When Murong Zhong saw this purple gold gourd, he was stunned, because he had heard the name of this gourd, it was indeed a magic weapon of the immortal family, it was invincible to extraordinary people, it was extremely terrifying.

So he hurriedly said: "Realist Ling Xiao, King Shenwu is the prince of the Great Zhou after all, and in the eyes of the empress dowager, he is extremely important. You... raise your hands high."

Ling Xiaozi sneered and said: "The imperial power in the mortal world is not worth mentioning in the eyes of our immortal family. I don't want to bully people at all, I just want to walk in this world of mortals and see my disciples and grandchildren.

But I didn’t expect to encounter such evil.”

"Ox-nosed, stop talking, get out!"

Jiangnan Yiba beat his chest muscles with his left hand, as if the sound of the drum was vibrating, he carried a copper lizard flowing with fire in his right hand, with a face like a devil.

In the distance, the former Shenwu King wrapped in a green robe suddenly spoke.

"You said that the mortal world is not worth mentioning in the eyes of immortals, but it is just a mortal power.

But the same is true for immortals in my eyes. The human world has its own joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys in the human world. There are crying, smiling, and life is short.

At least we have lived out warmth and nostalgia. Such feelings are never comprehensible to those who coldly pursue the so-called way of heaven.

We lived.

And you are just a fake Taoist priest. "

Xia Guang, known as a mortal, was not angry, but rather joyful.

"Human romance will never end!"

Above the lobby, in the eyes of the aristocratic family, the man who was mad and full of time was smiling and talking.

"Ignorance, really ignorance! I don't know the unpredictable nature of the heavens, and I talk nonsense!"

Holding the purple gold gourd, Ling Xiaozi said coldly, "Xia Nie, I'll call you, do you dare to agree?"

Shane gave a heavy "hmm".

The immortal from the upper world smiled, holding the purple gold gourd and waiting quietly.

But the hands of the support were sore, but there was still no movement.

Xia Ne blinked, not knowing why: "Niubi, what are you doing?"

Ling Xiaozi was stunned, and shook the gourd. What's going on? This is a magic weapon of the fairy family. As long as the other party responds, he will be sucked into the gourd and turn into blood.

Even in the upper realms, Bailing has never failed. It can be said to be an extremely powerful treasure, and it is also his strongest reliance. He took it out today, but it was just to show his own methods and frighten these mortals.

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"Shane!"

Ling Xiaozi spoke again.

"Master is here."

Jiangnan Yiba looked at the old-fashioned bull-nosed man.

Hulu still did not respond.

Ling Xiaozi shook it, then patted the purple gold shell of the gourd.

"Shane!"

"Your uncle is still here."

"Shane!"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Shane!"

"Fake Taoist priest, can't pretend anymore? Cheating food, drinking, and sex. You don't know what to do. If you hold a broken gourd and say it's a magic weapon of the fairy family, do you want to show some face?"

Ling Xiaozi froze, shaking the purple gold gourd desperately.

The little fairy who was watching from a distance listened to this conversation, and seeing Ling Xiaozi's distressed appearance, couldn't help but burst into a "puchi" laugh, the laughter was particularly piercing in the quiet hall.

Daoist Master Song's face was frosty, and he shouted from a distance: "Yan Ran, come here!"

Murong Yanran blinked her eyes, looked at the domineering figure in the center of the hall, who was carrying a bronze lizard, bit her lip, and replied from a distance: "It will be a while."

Young Master Song clenched his fists, his face twisted slightly.

On the other side, Ling Xiaozi felt extremely embarrassed. Why did something go wrong with the purple gold gourd at this time, but he didn't think too much about it. After all, this fairy artifact is so powerful, how could it be easily destroyed or disturbed?
"Fake Taoist priest, are you finished? Are you still going to lie to me, Mr. Xia Nie, that the fairy weapon suddenly failed. Haha!"

Ling Xiaozi shook his head, pulled out a sword from his waist, ripples of clear water passed by, and the whole house was suddenly a bit chilly.

He didn't want to talk anymore, he just wanted to take down the kid in front of him as soon as possible.

Then talk.

Winners and losers, the strong are respected, this is also applicable in the upper realm.

Xia Ne grinned grinningly, and slapped the copper lizard in his hand.

The flaming copper lizard confronted the fairy sword.

"Mortal, it's time to pay for your ignorance."

Ling Xiaozi felt that the Gang Qi in his body was raging, and above the edge of the sword appeared to be calm, but it was hiding a gust of wind that went deep into the sea. This sword borrowed the power of heaven and earth.

Integrating one's own understanding of the way of heaven.

With this sword, he exerted six points of strength.

Because six points of strength are enough to crush the struggles of these ants like mortals.

But the next moment.
A strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if there was some extremely terrifying existence, staring at him in the void, while the spiritual energy was disintegrated, and he was routed into an army.

Ling Xiaozi was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to react.

The copper lizard had smashed the fairy sword, and slapped his old face hard.

The protective energy was instantly broken.
Xia Ne laughed and lifted the copper lizard upside down, soaring into the air, the metal hair of the lizard directly pressed the Taoist patriarch to the ground.

"Ox-nosed, you really are a fake!"

Jiangnan Yiba laughed.

Then he stopped holding the weapon, and threw it casually, his left hand grabbed the Taoist ancestor's neck, his right hand clenched into a fist and smashed it down: "Quickly tell me, are you a fake?"

Ling Xiaozi just wanted to explain, but found that his neck was stuck and he couldn't make a sound, and his whole body was so chaotic that he couldn't mobilize it for defense.

Bang! !

With one punch, his left eye was blue.

"Why don't you speak?"

Bang! !

Another punch fell, and the ancestor's right eye was also blue.

"Is it wrong that you can't speak?"

Bang bang bang! !

The sound of slaps in the face resounded in the extremely quiet Murong family hall at this moment.

"Immortal magic weapon? Are you playing with your uncle?"

"Let your uncle kneel for a day and a night? Are you kidding me?"

"You are a fake Taoist priest, you are not good at kung fu, and you come to pretend to be an immortal, cheating money and sex. I, Jiangnanxia hero, beat shameless people like you."

Jiangnan Yiba quietly advertised his new nickname "Xia Yingxiong", and then punched him down again.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast. When everything happened, everyone was dumbfounded.

Only then did the Taoist elites come to their senses. One by one, they pulled out the long swords gleaming at their waists, surrounded them one after another, and shouted sharply: "Let go of the ancestor!!"

Xia Guang's voice was as quiet as the sea, his eyes quietly turned to the distance, and he asked calmly, "Who dares to cross the sideline of the red carpet?"

A sneering Taoist said angrily: "I dare! I don't believe you dare to touch me!
If you dare to touch me, you will be the enemy of Taoism, and the right way of the world! "

With that said, the Taoist stepped onto the red carpet in the center of the hall.

Xia Guang showed a gentle smile, but he didn't make a move yet, because the effeminate old servant behind him had already turned into a ghost, and the ice hell centered on him, and raged out, covering the whole field, with a sword slashing out a cold light of death .

When the old servant reappeared, his sword was already in its sheath, and he was holding the head of the sneering Taoist priest in his hand.

In an instant, he completed the actions of drawing the sword, beheading, retracting the sword, and lifting the head.

"Such a trivial matter, why bother the Lord?"

The feminine man stood on one side of the red carpet, and behind him was the Jiangnan Yiba who was holding down the Taoist ancestor and laughing while beating him. No one dared to cross the line.

"Aren't you going to kill all of us?! Brothers and brothers, let's go together!"

A thin-faced Taoist priest in white yelled angrily, but he took a step before he realized that he had crossed the boundary, and no one from his seniors rushed with him, so he hurriedly shrank back.

"You are finished! You are finished! Our Taoist sect is not finished with you!"

The thin-faced Taoist priest in white spoke harsh words.

The next moment, the old servant suddenly took out a mask from his pocket and pressed it on his face. It was the mask of King Chujiang of the underworld.

Suddenly, his aura became extremely strange and elusive.

Underworld Sen Luo, mysterious and unpredictable, the only time he showed up was in the imperial palace more than ten years ago, but that battle was hidden intentionally or unintentionally.

Therefore, few people in the Jianghu know their real identities, and now this servant-like man actually wears the mask of King Chujiang?
Looking at the Taoist priest in white clamoring, "Taoism will never end with you".

Ling Juehu's voice was soft, Gujing calm, without any emotion: "Understood, this grievance has been taken over."

After all, King Chujiang struck again with a sword, spurting blood and beheading.

Red flowers all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)