He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

"I'll say it!"

"I'll tell you everything!"

The ghost messenger swallowed hard, his soul forced to become extremely transparent by the lightning-struck wooden sword in Yang Guang's hand, utterly terrified.

"Those eighty ghosts..."

however!

The moment before the underworld official finished speaking!

In the dark passageway deep within the tomb, a chilling and sinister wind suddenly swept through!

A gigantic, venomous snake, exuding a strong stench and as black as ink, suddenly darted out from the darkness!

This black snake is not a physical entity, but rather a condensation of extremely pure malevolent energy from Southeast Asia!

It's incredibly fast!

It opened its blood-red maw, revealing terrifying fangs, but its target was not Yang Guang or Chu Sheng at all.

Instead, it was a ghostly messenger lying on the floor!

"Holy crap?"

"Kill the ghost to silence him?"

Yang Guang sneered; he had been keeping a watchful eye on things all along!

If a jungler doesn't look at the minimap, what's the difference between that and feeding kills?

Moreover.

How could a dignified Celestial Master possibly fall into the same pit twice?

If word gets out, he doesn't care about being shameless.

But this is related to getting married!

What if the girl thinks he has a problem with his brain because of this trivial matter, and that it will affect the next generation?

Right?

Moreover, after the appearance of the underworld messengers, Yang Guang knew that this wretched place must have been created by the underworld messengers and Tai Gu working together.

Now that the underworld officials have shown up, how could that demonic monk not hide nearby and watch the show?

Without any hesitation, Yang Guang instantly activated the thunder talisman that he had already drawn on the palm of his left hand.

"Palm Thunder!"

"Break it for me, young master!"

Yang Guang slapped the venomous snake with his backhand with extreme ferocity!

"boom!"

A blinding golden bolt of lightning suddenly exploded in mid-air!

The Pure Yang Palm Thunder struck the black snake squarely on its vital spot.

The black snake let out an extremely sharp and miserable wail, and was instantly cleaved in mid-air, turning into a dense cloud of dark, yin energy that darted about in all directions.

Just as Yang Guang was about to deliver a finishing blow to completely shatter this evil spell...

Suddenly, an extremely exaggerated slurping sound came from the side.

"Woof!"

"Don't move, Father Yang!"

"Let me handle this!"

That bastard Er Lengzi had somehow leaped into the air and plunged into the dissipating black mist.

Take a big bite!

"Slurp!"

That extremely pure Southeast Asian black magic energy was sucked up like dust by a vacuum cleaner, and Er Lengzi swallowed it all in one gulp!

This is not over yet.

After landing, the silly dog ​​even let out a very human-like burp.

A plume of black smoke billowed from his mouth.

It stuck out its tongue and licked its mouth, its heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, filled with disgust.

He smacked his lips twice and began to complain, his mouth full of thick Northeastern accent.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

"What the hell does this taste like?"

"Why does it smell like curry and tom yum soup?"

"The bran these foreigners make just doesn't taste as pure as our local kind; it's a bit too sweet and pungent!"

Yang Guang's lips twitched violently.

This stupid dog is really not picky about food!

They'd swallow any kind of rubbish or malevolent energy without fear of getting diarrhea on the spot!

However, Yang Guang had no time to pay attention to Er Lengzi. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the depths of the dark passageway from which the cold aura emanated.

Now that you've made your move, don't even think about running away!

"Fatty!"

Yang Guang let out a loud shout.

Chu Sheng immediately understood and skillfully stuffed the large porcelain cup, smeared with the water demon's brains, into his pocket, then grabbed his large Bluetooth speaker.

"Don't worry, Brother Guang!"

"This humble monk's physical exorcism package is ready at any time, just waiting to crack open that old scoundrel named Taigu's skull!"

Yang Guang reached out and grabbed the underworld official by the neck, lifting him up like a chick.

The underworld official was being strangled until his eyes rolled back, and his soul was trembling violently.

"Be gentle... you'll break it apart..."

Yang Guang glared coldly: "Shut up, you little brat!"

"Your dog life still has some use. If you dare to try anything funny with me halfway through, I'll shove you into this dog's mouth right now as dessert!"

Er Lengzi obediently came closer and exhaled a breath of pure, fishy odor.

"Old Deng, look how sharp my teeth are!"

The underworld official shook his head frantically, indicating his absolute cooperation.

Yang Guang, carrying the Yin Messenger, suddenly exerted force with his feet, transforming into a blur as he chased after the depths of the tunnel.

Chu Sheng carried the stereo, his 250-pound frame moving with great enthusiasm.

They splashed loudly as they stepped on the black water on the ground, following closely behind.

The passageway was extremely dark.

All that could be heard was a very faint and hurried sound of footsteps coming from ahead.

Taigu was indeed running ahead!

As Yang Guang chased after him, he cursed into the darkness, "Taigu, you shameless old bastard!"

"So you dare to do it but not admit it, huh?"

"You dare steal my customers and even tried to summon a water demon? Why are you running away now?"

"If you've got the guts, stop and face me head-on!"

The footsteps ahead paused noticeably.

Followed by.

From the darkness came Taigu's extremely gloomy and hoarse voice: "Little Celestial Master, don't be so arrogant!"

"You're lucky today, you managed to break the water demon's spell, but I'll settle this score with you sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guang ran even faster: "Go to hell with you!"

"Do you think this is a vegetable market where you can buy groceries on credit?"

"If I don't burn nine scars onto your bald head today, I'll be letting down the eighty merits you stole!"

Just then!

Suddenly, more than a dozen eerie green runes flew out from the darkness ahead of the passageway.

These runes are completely different from the native Taoist runes.

The painting on it was covered with extremely distorted Southeast Asian sorcery incantations, exuding a nauseating, bloody stench.

"Watch out, Guang-ge!"

"That wicked monk threw a hidden weapon!"

Chu Sheng shouted from behind and slammed on the brakes, blocking the Bluetooth speaker in front of him.

Yang Guang snorted coldly.

They didn't even try to dodge.

With his left hand, he casually reached into his pocket, grabbed a handful of pure yang glutinous rice mixed with cinnabar, and hurled it fiercely at the green light runes in mid-air.

"break!"

The cinnabar-coated glutinous rice collided with the green light runes in mid-air.

It burst into an extremely dense crackling sound, like setting off a string of red fireworks.

The green light runes instantly disintegrated!

They didn't even touch the hem of Yang Guang's clothes.

"You dare to show off this piece of junk?"

Yang Guang did not slow down at all, carrying the Yin Messenger in his hand, and rushed out of the narrow passage.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

This place is actually a huge hollowed-out space inside a mountain!

An underground river flows through the middle of the mountain, with extremely rapid currents.

On the other side of the underground river.

Taigu was standing there!

He held a strange oil-paper umbrella covered with black Sanskrit characters in his hand, and his tattered cassock was already soaked by the moisture from the underground river.

The black snake-like markings on his face now appeared extremely twisted and ferocious...