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

The evil cultivator's gaunt face was covered with countless pustules the size of walnuts.

Yellowish-green pus was flowing down the ruptured openings.

His entire face looked as if it had been rubbed in a septic tank three hundred times and then exposed to the sun for ten days to half a month.

Just one look at it is enough to make you want to vomit up last year's New Year's Eve dinner.

After seeing what this thing looked like, Mr. Lin felt nauseous and almost vomited all over Jia Youcai.

"This...this is just too awful!"

"Coming out to carry out assassinations in the middle of the night, not only do they not wear a hood, but they also have the nerve to scare people with that kind of appearance?"

"My rival from back then, who went bankrupt and jumped off a building, died a much more pleasing death than him!"

President Lin complained with a look of disgust.

now.

The heretical cultivator standing at the door was truly dumbfounded.

He stood there blankly, still holding the mourning staff covered with black bells.

This script is wrong!

He has been practicing evil magic for over a decade, and every time he appears, he comes with a passive skill that lowers the temperature by ten degrees.

Every target he sets his sights on is terrified, running away in panic and begging for mercy on their knees.

Today is truly unbelievable!

Not only were these people not afraid, they even put on a lowbrow concert right in front of him?

What drove him to the brink of despair was that the Buddha's light emitted by that fat monk was far too domineering!

He looked down.

The five blue-faced, fanged little devils that he had painstakingly raised by feeding them human blood were usually so fierce that they could tear a live cow apart.

Now look what's happened!

Under the intense, metallic glow of the Buddha, the five little devils were lying on the ground, clutching their heads and rolling around in agony.

He was rolling around and convulsing.

It let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

But the screams were completely drowned out by Chu Sheng's loudspeaker, and no sound was heard at all!

"stop!"

The evil cultivator roared in exasperation.

The sound was completely drowned out by the subwoofer.

He was so angry that he trembled all over, and he raised the mourning stick in his hand and rushed towards Chu Sheng.

"You bald-headed monk!"

"You dare to undermine my principles? I'll skin you alive today!"

The evil cultivator was about to rush towards Chu Sheng.

Yang Guang was still standing on the dining table with his hands in his pockets, watching as his ATM was about to tamper with his assistant. He sneered.

"You dare to mess with my people in front of me?"

"You asked me about the million I have... oops, you asked me about the justice I hold!"

Yang Guang suddenly kicked his right foot off the dining table.

A large king crab shell, which had just been completely devoured by Boss Lin and was now just an empty shell, suddenly took to the air.

Yang Guang unleashed a powerful volley!

"Get out of here!"

"Bang!"

The king crab shell, sizzling with garlic, landed precisely on the evil cultivator's face, which was covered in pustules.

The enormous impact sent the evil cultivator sprawling backward.

My foot slipped, and I fell hard on my bottom.

The crab shell shattered, and the remaining garlic juice and soy sauce flowed into his abscess.

"ah!!!"

The evil cultivator let out a bloodcurdling scream.

This is a secret seafood sauce with chili peppers added!

The pain as the fluid flowed into the wound was indescribable!

He covered his face and rolled around on the ground frantically, tears and snot streaming down his face from the pain.

Chu Sheng was just reaching the climax of his rap performance at that moment.

He put one foot on the chair, held the microphone above his head, and shouted, "Follow Buddha's lead, left hand, right hand, one slow motion!"

"Slow-motion replay of right hand and left hand!"

"May this Great Compassion Mantra bring you joy!"

"Have you fallen in love with me?"

"Buzz..."

The Buddha's light shone forth once more.

The evil cultivator was so shocked by the golden light that he tumbled and crawled back three or four meters, his back slamming heavily against the door frame.

He's completely panicked now.

I was panicking!

Where on earth did this monster combination come from?

It's one thing if that kid standing on the table is a Taoist priest.

Which temple released this fat monk?

What a disgrace to Buddhism!

Who uses a DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra for a funeral rite?

Before he could even recover his senses...

A deafening bark suddenly rang out from the dining table.

"Woof!"

Er Lengzi still had half a beef rib dangling from his mouth, staring intently at the few little devils rolling around on the ground with his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue.

That look was like he was staring at five spicy strips!

With a push of its hind legs, it transformed into a streak of black and white lightning and shot out.

It opened its blood-red maw.

It aimed at a twitching little devil and bit down.

"Snap!"

A crisp chewing sound rang out.

The little devil, who had been so fierce just moments before, didn't even have a chance to struggle before being chewed up and swallowed whole by Er Lengzi.

After finishing one, Er Lengzi licked his lips with lingering satisfaction and then pounced on the second one.

The evil cultivator sat on the ground, covering his horribly grotesque face, looking as if he had been struck by lightning.

Dog eats ghost?

What breed of husky is this?

Can this still be considered a living being?

The vengeful ghost he had painstakingly raised for three years was simply devoured by a dog as dessert.

"Who...who exactly are you people?!"

The heretical cultivator's voice trembled like a leaf as he pointed at Yang Guang and shouted in a broken voice.

Yang Guang jumped off the table and slowly walked up to the evil cultivator.

He looked down at the ugly face, curling his lip in disdain: "Who I am is none of your business!"

"Now is your time to cooperate with me."

"Speak."

"Coming here in the middle of the night to cut off Old Lin's roots, and that million-dollar bounty... oh wait, what's going on here?"

Yang Guang, with his hands in his school uniform pockets, kicked the evil cultivator's thigh with the tip of his shoe: "Confess honestly, and I might leave you with a whole corpse."

"Otherwise, I'll let this damn dog gnaw on the other half of your face like a snack!"

The evil cultivator gritted his teeth, his one eye, which was not blind, filled with extreme resentment.

"Trying to get information out of me?"

"dream!"

He slammed his hand on the floor, and his whole body sprang up into the air, a dagger stained with black blood appearing in his hand at some point.

It pierced directly towards Yang Guang's heart.

"Watch out, Guang-ge!"

Jia Youcai screamed in fright under the table, but his neck shrank even more.

Yang Guang didn't even try to dodge.

He didn't even take his hands out of his pockets.

Because the moment the evil cultivator sprang up, Yu Zixin, who had been hiding behind, suddenly went berserk!

She had been holding a handful of yellow talismans in her hand for a long time, but hadn't been able to find an opportunity to intervene.

Seeing that this ugly monster was about to ambush Yang Guang, the school beauty's temper exploded.

"Shameless ugly freak!"

"Dare to touch him!"

Yu Zixin suddenly raised both hands forward.

He threw the thick stack of exorcism talismans, more than thirty in total, at them all at once, like handing out flyers!

Her technique was completely inaccurate; she was just throwing things around randomly.

But the quantity is just too large!

Yellow talismans fluttered in the air, instantly covering the evil cultivator's body and face.

"Bang bang bang bang!"