Although Dayong, who stood up, had some difficulty moving, his hands were still sound. Picking up the "gun" that had been thrown aside, he attacked the three people in the battle again.

At this time, Lao Wang had already dropped the gun and drew the peachwood sword beside him to fight.

"This man can't move after being scratched by a paw?" Looking at Dayong, who was limping, Zhao Qi thought in his heart.

After the two resentful spirits couldn't attack for a long time, they were a little impatient, but they were a little afraid of the peachwood sword in Lao Wang's hand. The battle was so deadlocked.

After a while, the two wraiths repeated their old tricks, both of them bypassing the old king, and pounced on Dayong, who was unable to move in the rear.

"Lao Wang, leave me alone, kill them first." After Da Yong yelled at Lao Wang, he didn't care about the two resentful spirits that rushed in front of him, and kept tapping the gun in his hand with his right hand.

Finally, before Lao Wang arrived, the two resentful spirits finally came to Dayong, and the bodies of the two resentful spirits passed through Dayong's body. Dayong, who was firing the gun, stopped his movements with a grim face.

Da Yong, who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes up, and his body kept swinging, as if he had lost control of his body.

"Da Yong ......" a sword slashed through the neck of the female resentful spirit in front of him, and Lao Wang shouted at Da Yong lying on the ground with some sadness.

"This person's body is full of this dead air, if it continues like this, he will die in a few days due to the loss of anger." Zhao Qi on the side carefully observed Dayong lying on the ground with his heavenly eyes, and said in his heart.

There is only the last one of the three resentful spirits left, perhaps because he saw his wife and daughter die tragically in front of him one after another, and this last resentful spirit also looked at the old king in front of him viciously.

With a loud roar, there seemed to be a gust of wind above the flat ground. Under the effect of Zhao Qitian's eye determination, he only saw bursts of yin qi converging on the body of that resentful spirit. And the already vague body of the resentful spirit became clear again, and in the end, the body of this resentful spirit turned out to be the same as that of ordinary people.

"It's about to condense into a physical entity, and it's a problem." Lao Wang also had a palpitation, and after thinking for a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and plunged the peachwood sword in his hand upside down into the ground.

Lao Wang sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands in a decision, his lips moving.

With Lao Wang's movements, Zhao Qi only felt bursts of familiar aura fluctuations coming from Lao Wang's body.

"Isn't this a fluctuation of the aura? It's just that this aura is too weak, and I almost didn't feel it. Could it be that he is a cultivator? That's a bad level, isn't it? "What came from Lao Wang's body was the aura fluctuation that Zhao Qi was familiar with. Feeling this familiar fluctuation, Zhao Qi once again cheered up and observed.

As the aura fluctuations on Lao Wang's body became more and more intense, the peachwood sword in front of Lao Wang couldn't help but shake. At this time, the resentful spirit also flashed its body, and pounced on the old king who was sitting cross-legged. It's more than twice as fast as before.

"Qiankun takes the law, and the sword destroys the demons. Disease! With Lao Wang's loud shout, the peachwood sword in front of him flew up as if it had a spiritual surname, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the resentful spirit that was speeding up.

The peachwood sword stabbed straight ahead, and a flame flashed at the tip of the sword, piercing through the air with the resentful spirit.

After performing this trick, Lao Wang also spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body shrank as if he was ten years old.

The resentful spirit, which had been pierced through the chest by the peachwood sword, cried out in a miserable voice. A burst of fire flashed in his chest, slowly spreading, but unfortunately, before he was about to destroy all the resentful spirits, the flames slowly dimmed.

"Oh no, the blow didn't kill it, but I didn't have the power to fight back. If the power of my master's mastery can exert one-tenth, how can it be your turn to be arrogant. The peachwood sword, which had lost the support of spiritual power, fell to the ground, and Lao Wang fell to the ground unwillingly, silently waiting to die.

The last wraith regained its form in a very quick time, and seemed to feel no more dangerous. With a hideous face, he floated towards the old king who fell to the ground.

"All the sages of the master's sect, I can't carry forward the Heavenly Master Dao, and I am still ruined by my hands, I am ashamed of you." Lao Wang also accepted his fate. When you close your eyes, you only have the attachment to this life in your heart.

"It's my turn." Zhao Qi stood up, squeezed the law with both hands, and said lightly.

After watching it for most of the night, Zhao Qi could be regarded as understanding some things, such as a few resentful spirits in front of him. It's really weak, but I'm scared to death, it's a shame.

And although Lao Wang and Dayong don't know who they are, they can eliminate demons regardless of their surnames. Whatever the purpose, then it can't be considered a bad person. No matter how people say it, they are also for the safety of their hometown, so they can't just watch these two people die.

"Eliminate the big mudra of demons, eliminate demons." With Zhao Qi's seal, the aura in his body flowed, and a golden right hand that was more than three meters wide appeared in the sky.

Feeling the coercion above his head, the resentful spirits were terrified. But at this time, it was already unable to scream. I could only watch as the big hand on my head gently pressed on its body.

There was a loud "bang", and the ground trembled. Lao Wang was stunned as a huge depression appeared less than half a meter away from him.

The depression is palm-shaped, three meters wide and five meters long. It is deeply embedded in the ground, nearly half a meter deep.

"Huh? This power is so great, it's like a divine palm. It's handsome! Seeing his masterpiece, Zhao Qi was also overjoyed. Ever since he learned this law, Zhao Qi had never used it. The first time he used it, he was also shocked by the power.

"The power is indeed very great, the consumption of this spiritual power is also exaggerated enough, and the spiritual power of the whole body can only come up and twice, so you should be careful to use it next time." Zhao Qi slowly calculated the gains and losses in his heart, but he didn't see the shocked look of Lao Wang not far away.

"This ...... With this kind of power, I didn't expect that there were predecessors with such high mana in this world. The shocked old Wang ignored his injuries and hurriedly stood up. Kneeling on the ground in front of the open area, he kowtowed a few times.

"The last generation of the Heavenly Master Sect Wang Jinxi visited his predecessors and thanked his predecessors for saving their lives." After speaking, he didn't get up, but still knelt there.

At this time, Zhao Qi also had a headache, a person in his forties and fifties kowtowed to himself, and Zhao Qi was also very uncomfortable. But at this time he could not go out. The devil knows what these two people are doing, and if they leak out, they won't be at peace in the future.

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