"Be bold!"

"How dare you be rude when you are in front of Emperor Wei?"

"Be punished!"

The big red coffin sedan was cheering in front of and behind, and among the people in red robes who were playing the music, suddenly a man holding a copper cymbal gave a sharp shout, and the copper cymbal in his hand suddenly clicked together.

"Pong!"

A sharp cymbal sound was heard, piercing the void like a sharp blade.

The "bacon" people hanging on the pole all had painful expressions on their faces.

"Ah!" Even the Sangmengod couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands and let out a painful sound.

"Cut~"

Xing Zhu made a disdainful sound on Jiang Zhou's head.

Jiang Zhou just frowned slightly and remained unmoved.

But he knew very well that this cymbal sound was not simple.

If it weren't for Xingzhu's unknown means, although he would not have been frustrated as he was the first to bear the brunt, it would have been impossible for him to endure it so lightly.

"Yeah! Yeah!"

Long Jinglang, who was hung on the pole, twisted his bacon-like body vigorously, as if he was trying his best to say something, but was restrained by some means and could not speak at all.

"Um?"

At this time, the red-robed man seemed to be very surprised that his attack was ineffective, and immediately became even more shocked and angry.

After the double, the cymbal is struck again.

Jiang Zhou didn't give it a chance.

His lips and teeth were slightly open, and he spat out one word lightly: "Execute."

The next moment, the man in red robe appeared in front of the Yin soldiers formation in an extremely strange and sudden manner.

His body visibly stagnated, and soon he saw his red robe and red gauze cover suddenly torn apart and exploded by an invisible force, revealing a terrifying, dry, black and yellow body, with a face that was so dry that it had no trace of its shape.

Looking at her body shape, it can be seen that she must have been a woman during her lifetime.

Even though the shape of the face was no longer visible, you could still see the shock and fear frozen on it.

But it only lasted for a moment, and then suddenly exploded to pieces in front of countless ghost soldiers and everyone, like a red robe.

Broken meat and bones flew out, turning into black smoke while still in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, nothing was left.

Such a weird and terrifying method made the Sangmen God snatch it away.

The trace of thought that had just arisen due to the appearance of that mysterious ghost king was quietly extinguished.

I was frightened and frightened in my heart.

How many tricks does this little grandpa have that he has not used?

How come time and time again, the magical means used are not only in legends and belong to powerful gods who can shock the heavens, but they are also unseen and unheard of?

It seems like it will never bottom out.

At this time, those who were still conscious and hung on the pole were also shocked.

Those who had been trapped in the secret realm of Konghou together with Long Jinglang were even more delighted.

This reminded them of the methods Jiang Zhou showed when he was in the secret realm of Konghou.

Although there is little hope, if there are such means, they may still be saved.

"Little beast, you are so brave."

There was silence for a moment before a sound came from the big red sedan.

As dull as thunder, self-respecting, and unruly as ever, but apparently a little more composed.

Jiang Zhou was still sitting on the black stone, gently shaking the Nine-Xuan Treasure Cloud Fan, and said calmly: "Old ghost, since he is dead, he buried it in the soil obediently, and then he came out to cheat and embarrass himself. He is not afraid of dying again, even if he really

No spirit left?"

He spoke in his mouth, but he was secretly calming the surge of Dharma Qi.

The words just now seemed carefree, but in fact it was not that simple.

Summoning, immobilizing, separating, and chasing souls are the order of the four earthly evil spirits, and the inversion of Yin and Yang's Tiangang is the general system, and the punishment of "Heavenly Punishment" can be issued.

This is a method he only recently learned from Tiangang Disha.

It is said that it is enlightenment, but in fact it is still "subtraction".

Although it was rare to find peace and quiet, he never gave up on practicing.

This method can create thunder in silent places.

It is quite worthy of the Taoist scriptures that the elephant is invisible and the loud sound sounds like three flavors.

It's just that he can't yet achieve the true sound of an elephant. Punishment follows the heartbeat, and he still needs to use the shape of sound and color to produce it.

It has great power, but it is difficult to control it at will.

It wasn't that his Dao Xing magic power couldn't bear the blow just now, but with this divine punishment, his murderous intention arose.

As the saying goes, the sky sends murderous intentions, stars change places, the earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the ground, humans send murderous intentions, and the world is turned upside down.

The punishment of "Heavenly Punishment" is inflicted on people and originates from heaven and earth. How can it be easily pacified when people in heaven and earth have all their murderous intentions?

With just this method, you can see the magical power of the evil spirits of Heaven and Earth.

A gust of wind blew up from the ground, blowing the wind. Those people who were hung on the poles suddenly numbered dozens, with only a few ounces of flesh left, and their bodies became visibly dryer.

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In an instant, the skin and flesh were like weathering, turning into fly ash inch by inch, leaving only a pale and withered skeleton.

The remaining people, such as Long Jinglang and others, had stronger vitality and could barely withstand the evil wind, but they were also dying.

It was still able to twist just now, but now it is hanging down softly, with more air coming out and less air entering. It is obvious that it is almost exhausted.

A cold voice came from the red coffin sedan: "Little beast, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Quack, quack, quack..."

Before Jiang Zhou could say anything, he heard a strange laugh, followed by a strong wind filled with the smell of blood, and a figure appeared between the two sides.

"New food? Good, good, good!"

"Although you bastard is annoying, it's not without its benefits. With so much food coming one after another, it can barely satisfy my appetite."

A red-haired evil corpse appeared in the bloody wind.

At this time, evil aura billowed around the evil corpse, and the aura was so evil that it was almost real, manifesting into a sea of ​​blood, with countless ghosts and wronged souls inside.

The red coffin sedan made a loud noise, as if everyone was frightened by the evil.

Jiang Zhou said calmly: "After eating so much, you are not afraid of holding yourself to death. I am also afraid that you will hold me up. I don't need you this time. Come back to me."

The evil corpse suddenly turned back, his eyes turned blood red: "Beast! You want to burn down the bridge, right?"

Jiang Zhou was unmoved and said: "I am a beast, what are you? Born of a beast?"

The evil corpse paused: "You...!"

Jiang Zhou was too lazy to argue with himself.

Stretching out his hand, the Nine-Xuan Treasure Cloud Fan in his palm suddenly became more than ten feet long and several feet in diameter.

He threw it towards the Sangmen God: "Sangmen God, I'll give you a chance to fan yourself a few times."

The mourning door god hurriedly took the fan and looked at Jiang Zhou with confusion.

Jiang Zhou casually pointed at the Yin soldiers and ghosts around him, in the direction of the Yin army formation on the left: "Slap over there."

The Sangmen God didn't understand what he meant, but he didn't dare to disobey it.

Holding the fan with both hands, he waved the fan vigorously in the direction Jiang Zhou pointed.

"call……"

A breeze blew by.

Immediately, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the breeze turned into a strong wind, and the strong wind turned into a strong wind.

In the blink of an eye, a strong wind that could destroy heaven and earth was roaring past.

The Sangmen God watched helplessly as tens of thousands of dark soldiers and ghosts were standing under his own door, and the green fire in his eyes was extinguished in pieces.

The flesh and blood turned into gray, from head to toe, and it seemed that the disease was really slow and unstoppable.

Within a few breaths, a huge gap appeared in the area that was originally densely packed with Yin soldiers.

Not even a handful of bones or residue can be seen, it's clean.

The power of a fan is so powerful!

"..."

The mourning door god staggered and sat down on the ground. His dark face was dull and his mouth opened and closed silently...

It wasn't that it was intimidated, it was this fan that almost knocked it dry. It had no strength and could no longer stand firm.

So it was frightened.

This damn...did it do this?

When the mourning door god came back to his senses, his frozen expression fell down again, and his face was full of mourning.

Howling in his mouth: "Little grandpa..."
Chapter completed!