Rao is Tang Zhenshan has rich experience, and the moment he heard this, a trace of discoloration flashed on his face, isn't this talking nonsense with his eyes open? This remnant soul return talisman was painted by Jiang Xiu with his own eyes, how could it be lost by them.

Master Oolong said: "Please also tell the old man the truth, who gave this talisman to whom." ”

Since you can take out a gift, you must still have it in your hand.

Tang Zhenshan is so old and spicy, how can he not see through what the Oolong mage and others are thinking in their hearts, he can cross the river once, and pay the price of an arm for this, this is a bloody lesson.

"It's all my own!"

The three mages present, no matter which one of them is first-class, the mages have many strange and ingenious skills, and have many unpredictable means, Rao is Jiang Xiu's martial arts cultivation is high, and there is no chance of winning in the face of the three top mages, if he really has a grudge against Jiang Xiu cutting off his arm, he will sell Jiang Xiu in minutes at this moment, which shows that Tang Zhenshan is still quite a person.

"Humph!"

The oolong mage called Long Aotian's arrogant disciple snorted coldly: "Tang Laosi, don't open your eyes to Lao Tzu and talk nonsense, you are not a mage, and you can't make talismans, where did you get such a high-level talisman." ”

"Don't explain it yet, be careful of Lao Tzu's spell to make you sleep forever."

This is not only rude, it is simply a threat.

Tang Zhenshan's face changed greatly, and he also heard that the mage kills people invisibly, and can make people die directly in their sleep, silently, and there is no investigation of the cause of death at all.

"Say, who gave it?"

The atmosphere is now solidified.

In the face of Long Aotian's domineering, the people present dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, they had long been unaccustomed to the faces of the Oolong gang, but they had no choice but to be strong, they couldn't afford to provoke them at all, so they could only look at Tang Zhenshan with some sympathy.

The old man is in trouble like this.

If you say it, it's tantamount to selling friends, if you don't say it, it's hard to be good, and the oolong gang is not an easy person.

Seeing that Tang Zhenshan was tense and didn't speak, the Oolong Master said coldly: "Old man, if you don't explain again, don't blame me for not talking about the past." ”

What is the past affection, if there is, he doesn't dare to step on his head Tang Zhenshan even a disciple, Oolong has never respected him from the bottom of his heart, otherwise how would his disciple dare to call him Tang Laosi in public.

Really talking about identity, he Tang Zhenshan has made great achievements, and he is also the highest rank in Jiangcheng, the Tang family responds to every call in Jiangcheng, which can be described as a family, on the other hand, Oolong Mage and others are just Jianghu warlocks in terms of status, how can they compare with him.

But Confucianism messes with the law with literature, and chivalry uses force to prohibit it, and they boast of their high magic power and despise the powerful. Tang Zhenshan knew that they were powerful, so he was afraid of them.

"Did you say it?"

The oolong mage approached step by step, and a terrifying fierce light shot out of his eyes, and there was a great tendency for Tang Zhenshan to kill him without saying anything.

"Sent by the deity!"

Suddenly, a voice came.

Everyone heard the reputation, it was him, it was him, I saw Jiang Xiu slowly walking over from the dining table, he was looking for death, he dared to stand up if he knew who the other party was.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Xiu's eyes swept lightly, and his gaze swept over Oolong Mage, Nankui Mage, Xiao Guoshi and others. "This remnant soul return talisman is a gift from the deity to the old man Tang for burial."

"It's you!"

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the oolong mage, it turned out to be this kid. It's so good, no wonder this kid was able to come in, it turned out that he gave Tang Zhenshan such a generous gift.

"You're so bold that you dare to steal my talisman."

Jiang Xiu frowned: "Your talisman?" ”

The Oolong Mage's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened angrily, and a fierce light flashed: "Quickly hand over the rest, this seat can spare your life, otherwise ......"

Jiang Xiu said, "Otherwise, what? ”

The Oolong mage said, "Otherwise, let you die here." ”

Hiss!

Everyone present gasped, so ruthless.

Tang Zhenshan's face changed drastically and said: "Oolong Mage, you are also a famous person in the south of the Yangtze River, why can't you get along with the last son of the afterlife for a talisman, this remnant soul return talisman is for you!" ”

As he spoke, he handed the talisman over.

Some mages on the side were also persuading: "Yes, Oolong mage, don't be like this kid, it's insulting to your identity." "They didn't want to help Jiang Xiu, but to support Tang Zhenshan.

"yes, forget it."

There is power and no justice, why does Oolong need people, can a mere kid steal such a treasure under his hands? Everyone is like a mirror in their hearts, and they blame this kid for his bad luck.

But they underestimated the greed of the Oolong Mage and the others. What he wants is not just this remnant soul return talisman, what he wants is everything on Jiang Xiu's body, squeeze out all the good things on this kid's body, they recognized it, Jiang Xiu must have other talismans of the same level as the remnant soul return talisman.

Master Oolong said, "If you dare to steal my treasure, if you don't hand over the remaining talismans, you will not spare them." ”

Jiang Xiu was not afraid at all, and looked at him with interest.

After coming back, he has also fought with martial arts powerhouses, but he has not yet fought with others, although this oolong mage's cultivation is not good, and the spell is probably just like that, but it made him give birth to a little bit of abuse.

"Why do you want to do it with the deity?"

Oolong Mage: "Hands-on? ”

"Let you see the means of Ben here!"

As soon as the words fell, his mouth suddenly closed, and a strange darkness appeared on his face, and then disappeared without a trace, and he suddenly opened his mouth, exhaled, and a mouthful of black mist erupted from his mouth.

This black mist is constantly changing shape, as if there are thousands of human faces, children, adults, women, and men, struggling and roaring in the black mist, letting out terrible screams, like the evil spirits of the Nine Hells.

"Ahh

This scene frightened all the waiters and others present, even some timid mages, and Tang Wenchong, how could they have ever seen such a terrifying scene.

They were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and neither did they advance nor retreat.

"This, this...... Ghost Rider? ”

Someone screamed.

"Oh my God, really!"

"I didn't expect anyone to really be able to control ghosts, strong, so strong......"

The mage takes the exorcism as his own responsibility, and there are many mages who take the sword to raise ghosts and feed the ghosts, and people have a sense of awe for ghosts, and they tremble with fear when they see him so powerful.

Oolong was very satisfied when he saw that the people present were frightened like this, he had this kind of unimaginable means, which made him boast of being extraordinary, and even regarded himself as an immortal, how could he put Jiang Xiu's little life in his eyes.

But he saw that Jiang Xiu was indifferent, and there was still a little contempt in his eyes, so he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted: "Boy, let the evil ghost devour you today." ”

Jiang Xiu allowed those hideous demons in the black qi to entangle him.

"Isn't he afraid?"

"I'm stupid!"

Everyone looked at Jiang Xiu like a fool, if he didn't run away, people could control ghosts and kill people, and if he didn't know how to escape and didn't know how to kneel and beg for mercy, he must be scared stupid.

You know, they are all mages, and their legs are all trembling uncontrollably from the hideous horror in front of them, you little hairy child is not scared to death, and if you are not scared to death, you have to scare you stupidly.

Tang Wenchong kept stepping back and almost sat on the ground, but he still said in his mouth: "Mr. Jiang, run away, hurry, the ghost will eat you." ”

That talisman was painted by Jiang Xiu with his own eyes, and he was very indignant about it, feeling that Jiang Xiu was killed again because of this, and the death was too wronged.

But Jiang Xiu still turned a deaf ear and was calm.

"When death is on the verge of death, he pretends to be a big-tailed wolf."

"Pretending to be a master?"

Jiang Xiu shook his head, looking very helpless, too disappointed, he thought that he could have any earth-shattering means, just raising ghosts, as long as he mastered the method, even ordinary people could raise them, and the ghosts he raised were all scattered souls, a plate of scattered sand.

"You dare to call yourself a fairy-like figure?"

"Even you dare to shout in front of the deity!"

I just laughed off my big teeth.

Seeing that Jiang Xiu not only did not retreat, but pressed step by step, what is the cultivation of the gods, the so-called cultivation of the gods, the quiet is the wind and clouds on the side, and the movement is followed by thunder and lightning.

At this moment, a strong wind rose in the inner court!

The next moment, thunder roared in the sky.

The momentum is earth-shattering.

"Nine days and ten thousand thunders rush to the sky!"

Jiang Xiu suddenly burst into tears, when he raised his hand to the sky, among the clouds above the sky, the electric dragon roared down, and under the stunned eyes of everyone, the bowl of thunder and lightning was grabbed by him stiffly.

The thunder exploded non-stop, illuminating the world as if it were day.

I saw that his hair was flying, his clothes were flying, and his air covered the heavens and the earth, like a divine soldier descending from heaven.