The moment he saw the funeral plaque appear, the demon god clone seemed to see the most terrifying thing in the world, his voice changed, and the originally dull voice became extremely shrill and thin, "Funeral plaque?!Who are you? Isn't Nong Dehai seriously injured and missing? How can you cast the funeral secret technique?!"

"Who am I?" Jian Xingdao laughed, laughing a little crazy, if it weren't for the funeral privilege of Xiaogu, his parents might have to die again this time, and these people did this again and again, which made him very angry.

Now the other way around, you have to ask yourself who it is?

Heh-

Since he can't hide it, he simply revealed everything, in order to keep his parents from being disturbed, he tried to hide it as much as possible, took the initiative not to think about Danny North, and even stopped mentioning revenge, in order to let his parents live like ordinary people, who knows, all this is regarded by the other party as a symbol of his weakness, since this is the case, then simply, just kill it.

Perhaps it is only when death comes that people can really see something clearly and fear something.

"You don't even know who I am, so you dare to detain the souls of my parents, you people are really enough, since you want to know who I am so much, then I'll let you see who I am?"

"Bang, bang!"

Two more plaques appeared.

Three plaques stand side by side in the room!

Funeral!

If the funeral bell does not ring, who dares to bury the soul?

Death!

In front of the Huangquan mirror, why is it difficult to collect the water?

Hang the drums!

If the yin drum does not sound, which one can sue the underworld?

"The three ancestral plaques appear together, you are ......"

"Hum—"

It seemed that strange rules appeared, and the world suddenly became pure, and only the mouth of the demon god could be seen open and closed, but not a word could be heard again.

And in the center of Jian Xingdao's eyebrows, a word appeared - town!

The master of the camera, the successor of the town prison officer!

The word 'town' disappeared in a flash, Jian Xingdao's eyebrows returned to their original state, as if there had never been any handwriting, and the rules disappeared, and the voice came into his ears again.

"This, this, this ......"

The demon god clone is already frightened, isn't the Sky Survey Bell broken, why is there still a descendant of the town prison officer, shouldn't the town prison officer be sniped in the ghost market?

Uji and Yazuka Saburo were also stupid, they suddenly remembered their mission this time, that little mirror, oh my God! The heir of the North family should not let himself hunt the yin-yang mirror.

The two looked at each other, ignoring the pain in their bodies, only a deep despair, and at the same time feeling sad for those who did not know about it.

The survey bell was broken, and the arrangement of the ghost city left the town prison officer and the funeral and Huangquan lineage in the ghost city, and everyone thought that there was no god in this world to cultivate the mirror and the plaque, only when the people were handed down, they found the truth of the implementation here.

The most terrifying thing is that the object he wants to hunt, in addition to being the master of the mirror, is also the three-vein palm plaque, is there anything more unlucky than this?

This is like a burglary by a few thieves, just when they were about to succeed, they found out that this was the home of the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and at this time, the director brought the head of the serious crime team, the captain of the criminal investigation team, and the head of the anti-corruption team to the house as guests, and the two sides collided.

And at this moment, the boss and others downstairs don't know it, and they are still dreaming of making a fortune.

Danny North!

At this moment, everyone wants to break the heir of the North family into pieces, this guy must know the secret, but he didn't explain it, it's just a rhythm that wants to kill people.

"My lord, we don't know your identity to commit such a thing, and I hope your forgiveness. ”

The demon god clone was immediately coaxed, it was just a demon cultivator who was affected in the battlefield and died, and after his death, he was lucky enough to leave a trace of divine sense, and was obtained by the head descender, and was worshiped as a true god, and his cultivation over the years slowly recovered some strength, but he never recondensed his body, not to mention that he is just a clone now, and even the body is not the opponent of the camera in front of him.

Just looking at the other party's configuration, even if the ghost king comes, he has to kneel.

The identity of the camera commander and the three-vein palm plaque envoy is like carrying a rocket launcher on his body, hanging a submachine gun, and don't use a grenade to fight WWE's rhythm, not to mention a rookie, even Dwayne Johnson has to kneel when he arrives.

The divine cultivation itself has a natural suppression of all the undead, not to mention the combination of the Mirror Leader and the Three-Vein Palm Plaque.

The demon god really knelt.

Wu Ji saw that the demon god clones were all kneeling, and they also knelt, the law of the jungle itself is the first law of the cultivation realm, and it is not ashamed to kneel in front of the strong.

Yatsuka Saburo was very backbone, the katana in his hand was raised high, and he stabbed it in the stomach, and then said to Jian Xingdao, "Even if I die, I will not be insulted by you!"

The spirit of bushido is vividly carried forward.

This knife stabbed cleanly, the sound of the knife came out, and it passed directly through the stomach, and before closing his eyes, Yazuka Saburo showed a hint of mockery at Jian Xingdao.

It's better to die than to live and compromise.

I'm not afraid to die, I'm still afraid of you?

This is Yazuka Saburo's thoughts, of course, there is another meaning, that is, it can't fall into the hands of Jian Xingdao, give the other party any chance to find the handle of the trouble of the night family in Shawan City, and if he dies, he can die without proof, even if the other party takes his corpse and goes to Shawan City, everyone will only think that Jian Xingdao is at fault first.

"Do you think you're done with death?"

Jian Xingdao will never let the other party die so easily, dare to kill his parents, such a person thinks that he can be liberated if he dies, dreaming!

"No (pǐ) burial, return the soul!"

Four words came out, and Jian Xingdao pointed at Yazuka Saburo.

As a result, something strange happened, Saburo Yatsuka breathed again, and then slowly opened his eyes......

"This ......"

The Demon God clone and Uji were furious in their hearts.

No burial, this is a unique life in the line of funeral, as long as the mourner says these two words, even if you want to die, you can't die, this is the horror of divine cultivation.

Saburo Yatsuka was also terrified, the knife in his stomach was still inserted, the blood stopped, he was extremely conscious, and he didn't feel like he was dead.

"Also, this kind of operation?"

Yazuka Saburo has a limited understanding of the three veins of divine cultivation, and he didn't expect to die without dying, so how can he play this?

Jian Xingdao directly raised his hand and put the two of them into the poster villa, where the other party couldn't commit suicide without his permission.

Then a dust avoidance technique was struck to remove the blood from the room.

He put his hands on his parents' eyebrows, took a deep breath, and spit out four words, "No burial, return the soul!"

With the exit of these four words, the rules of heaven and earth appeared, and the parents slowly opened their eyes.

It's just that the eyes of the two of them are a little confused, and it took a while to slowly recover.