"Click!"

With an irresistible force, the peachwood sword in Jia Daochang's hand shattered under the violent torque, exploding a dark green brilliance.

"What?" Jia Daochang glared, no longer caring about the peachwood sword, and the round eyes swelled with even more intense horror.

When the wind rose, a large area of void around Wang Mu's body was illuminated, and the colors were permeated, like a fairyland in a dream.

"Boom!"

Wang Mu's other hand slapped out, and a large thick colored mist crashed into Jia Daochang.

Jia Daochang gasped, his previous anger was instantly frightened, and he didn't dare to be careless, his body flew up backwards, and at the same time his feet stepped out against the colored light mist in front of him.

The two mists of light green and color exploded, and Jia Daochang's figure flew out upside down parallel to the ground, but Wang Mu was motionless, only the broken hair on his forehead fluttered, and his face was as calm as ever, just like an angry Buddha statue.

"Tom!" Jia Daochang slammed into the big tree behind the table, and the flourishing tree trembled violently, and in the sound of swishing, green leaves fell all over the sky.

"Poof!" After landing on the ground, Jia Daochang spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at Wang Mu again, his eyes were already frightened.

"Oh, it turned out to be a master. Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Jia Daochang sneered again, after all, it was a sea of blood and hatred, and he had to avenge his younger brother!

"No, no, no," Wang Mu took a light breath and said indifferently: "I'm not a master, it's just that you're too weak." ”

"Awesome! It's all like this, and you're still playing low-key? This character, I don't have to say anything!" Wang Erxiao, who was hiding behind Yu Xin, grabbed Yu Xin's shoulder, looked at Wang Mu and sighed.

"Oh, be quiet, be careful that monster is coming for you!And, take your hands away!" Yu Xin turned around and scolded impatiently, she was not afraid of the sky and the earth just now, but she was hiding behind the girl at the moment, how could there be such a shameless person?

At this time, Jia Daochang stood up, a crazy smirk on his face, and then he closed his eyes.

"In the name of hell, call all the spirits of the underworld!"

The wind is stronger.

I saw that on the blood-colored table in front of me, all the rune papers that were placed flew up, and they were all over the sky, and each rune paper seemed to be alive, suspended in the air very regularly.

"Roar...... Whew......"

The sound of the ghost crying wolf came out, and the yellow rune paper in the sky was flooded with black gas, and then black gas also surged on the dark earth.

The rolling black qi was like a black cloud, and in an instant, it condensed into the shape of a black skeleton, surging towards the rune paper in the sky.

"Oh my God...... Yu Xin and Wang Erxiao, who were hiding in the corner, exclaimed.

Soon, countless figures with turbid black qi condensed blocked the view, mixed with runic paper glowing with a faint green glow.

In the sound of the hula wind and the howl of ghosts one after another, all the rune papers began to rotate and condense, and black gas surged in them.

Finally, a huge figure condensed out, several meters high, like a mountain, and its entire body was wrapped in yellow rune paper, and there was indeed a sinister black qi inside.

"Attack!"

Everything was completed in a very short time, Jia Daochang opened his eyes, locked his fierce gaze on Wang Mu, and shouted in a low voice.

"Roar...... Tom!"

As if being summoned, the huge figure raised its feet and smashed down on the ground, and then the mountain-like figure rose to the ground, and after flipping in the air, the huge fist smashed towards Wang Mu.

The powerful force caused the earth to directly collapse, revealing countless cracks.

Afraid of one's own shadow. Under the strong wind pressure, Wang Mu trembled in black.

However, his face was still cold and indifferent.

King Kong glared. When the huge fist shape smashed, Wang Mu muttered in a low voice, and in the next second, his calm eyes suddenly burst into a light of rage.

Torch-like colored light erupted from the bottom of the eye, like substance, and in the darkness behind it, with a bang, a tall figure burst out.

The whole body color figure, although a little blurred, but full of the majesty of the Buddha King Kong, eyes like copper bells, shaped like mountains, the face of the fury and majesty, there is a tendency to tear the heavens and the earth.

"Buddha Gate King Kong angry eyes?" Staring at the towering figure behind Wang Mu, Jia Daochang's face was gloomy, and he gasped.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the fists of the two bodies came together. In the midst of the deafening sound, the figure wrapped in the rune paper suddenly dispersed, and all the rune paper automatically burned and turned into nothing, and countless yin spirits in it let out a miserable cry and scattered in all directions.

The desolate darkness turned into hell, and the black qi and demons rushed in all directions like a chaotic dance, and the extreme gloom made the souls tremble, and the high-pitched and sharp roars carried a monstrous resentment with each sound.

"The light of the Buddha shines. Looking at the Yin Spirit that was summoned from the sky, Wang Mu whispered softly, and in the next second, the shape of the colored King Kong that was slowly spreading behind him suddenly trembled again, and the diffuse colored light mist suddenly condensed, and a huge swastika formed behind it.

The darkness was illuminated, the colors were everywhere, all the yin spirits were drowned, and even the ghostly cry became weak, as if it were faintly coming from another world.

Yu Xin, Wang Erxiao, and Jia Daochang, looking at this colorful world, feeling the spiritual power in the colorful brilliance, they were all dumbfounded, immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

After a few more seconds, the sky-filled Yin Spirit fell silent and slowly sank into the earth, and the colorful light in the sky gradually dissipated.

The scene was quiet and dark again.

"Hi, it's my turn. His gaze slowly moved to Jia Daochang, and Wang Mu took the initiative to rush out.

The wind was blowing, and a series of afterimages burst out.

"Bang...... Poof!"

Lightning crossed the table, and Wang Muyi's palm was imprinted on Professor Jia's chest.

Professor Jia was blown away again, blood sprayed wildly, and his body hit the big tree, and the leaves fell from the sky.

"Cough, cough, cough......" coughed violently for a while, and Jia Daochang stood up with the help of the big tree, his face was already pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"How can this be," he murmured, his head hung in confusion, "how could you have such cultivation." I have been practicing at the gates of hell for many years, and I have ......"

At this point, his weak eyes suddenly lit up, and his face once again showed a hideous look, and he immediately raised his head and let out a mad roar.

"Bloody...... Prison Dragon's Rope!poof......"

Fighting, under shame and hatred, Jia Daochang used all his strength.

He saw a stream of green blood in the air, which was his heart's work, and at the same time, the red rope on the table rose to the sky.

The sound of the roar of the dragon ...... "roaring" was heard, and the gloom of the entire scene was swept away, replaced by an extremely violent atmosphere.

The red rope with the thickness of the wrist changed, and the whole body was covered with blood light and black gas, and then, the entire red rope transformed, turning into a blood-colored dragon.

The blood-colored dragon with black eyes snaked in the air, and immediately rushed towards Wang Mu.

"Click......" With his feet on the ground, Wang Mu instantly retreated dozens of meters away, and then stood still, staring at the cold light in the eyes of the wild dragon.

The void began to turbulent, Wang Mu's right hand drooped into a palm, like a knife on the palm, the colored spiritual power beat like boiling water, and after an instant, his palm was completely wrapped in colored essence, like a sharp sword, and the palm of his palm had a swastika flickering.

"Death, obstacle!"

"Bang...... Shhhh

In a cold voice, Wang Mu rushed out, cutting through the head of the mad dragon with a knife in his hand, and then cutting off the tail in an instant, and finally piercing Jia Daochang's chest.

The mad dragon let out a mournful roar and dispersed, the red rope had broken and slowly fell, and a deep notch appeared on the tree behind Jia Daochang.

Everything is calm again.

Looking at Wang Mu, who was close at hand, Jia Daochang felt the passage of life, he ignored the blood surging in his chest, and asked with difficulty: "You, what kind of cultivation are you?"

"Buddha, Eighth Order. Wang Mu replied softly.

Jia Daochang glared in shock, and then all his life force dissipated in this shock, and the whole person fell down with a bang.

The blood was still surging, but the mark of the hell gate on Jia Daochang's chest lit up, and the mountain-shaped dark green flames seemed to be burning, and the black skull was also twisted as if it was alive, and then, a wisp of soul floated above Jia Daochang's body, which was sucked in by this mark.

The disciples of the Hell Gate, after their deaths, their souls are handled by the upper echelons of the Hell Gate, and they do not have to enter the underworld.

"Is it over?" Wang Erxiao murmured in a low voice behind the wall not far away.

"It seems to be. Yu Xin's face was also pale, and she murmured in response.

"That guy is dead?" Wang Erxiao asked again.

"It's supposed to be dead, it's all like that. Looking at the hideous wound on Jia Daochang's chest, Yuxin said.

"Damn! It's so awesome!" After making sure that Jia Daochang was dead, Wang Erxiao suddenly had the courage, jumped up on the spot and shouted, and then ran towards Wang Mu.

Yuxin gave him a blank look and walked over as well.

"Dude, where did you become a monk before? It's too powerful! This thing is not vulnerable at all! I also want to be a monk for a few days. Looking at the corpse on the ground, Wang Erxiao began to worship again.

Wang Mu ignored it, and after making sure that Daoist Jia was dead, he took out the Prisoner Soul Mirror, released the souls of the two girls, and pointed to the corpses on the ground and said, "See, it's this guy and that Professor Jia who caused you to be like this." ”

The two souls looked at it quietly for a while, nodded sadly, and then looked back at Wang Mu and said, "Thank you." ”

Wang Mu frowned, "You're welcome, wait a few days, I'll help you overcome, maybe it won't affect your reincarnation." ”

"Huh, Taoist priests also use mobile phones?"

At this moment, Wang Erxiao found the mobile phone that fell out of Jia Daochang's wide robe.

"Younger brother, the head of the Zhou family...... , just two numbers? I don't have any friends at first glance. Flipping through the address book on his phone, Wang Erxiao sneered.

Wang Mu was taken aback, walked over, and took a look at his mobile phone, and sure enough, in addition to Professor Jia's mobile phone number, there was also an unfamiliar number marked by the head of the Zhou family.

"Zhou family master?" Wang Mu smiled, he was already sure in his heart that this demon dao was hired by the Zhou family master to deal with him, and he was the culprit.

There can be several Zhou family heads in Linjiang City, only Zhou Wanfu's father, Zhou Yihao.