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However, it really underestimated the power of the purple spirit rune! every time it struggled, it slammed to the ground again under the purple lightning. Wang Jun was also very excited and succeeded. You can use the purple runes you draw.

The centipede spirit's huge body twisted and struggled in the purple thunder and lightning, and it could be clearly seen that its incomparably hard body was gradually crumbling under the power of the violent thunder and lightning.

Bursts of powerful demonic energy spread out, trying to resist the purple thunderbolt.

Suddenly, as if conscious, the purple thunderbolt actually separated a few strands and went to the centipede spirit braincase.

Boom...

The sky was lightning and thunder, and black clouds came from afar, obscuring the moonlight. Lightning rolled in the black clouds, echoing the purple thunder on the centipede's back. With a click, a bucket-sized thunderbolt struck from mid-air.

Rumble!

The centipede's entire body was blasted into the ground, and that wasn't the end.

In the black clouds in mid-air, thunder and lightning rolled, rushing down one after another, each stronger than the other. Wang Jun couldn't help palpitating, and the power of heaven was unstoppable.

This kind of power is too powerful.

The centipede spirit struggled less and less, and gradually came to a standstill. The demonic qi was scorched by purple thunder and lightning, and disappeared in an instant. The Taoist looked at this scene in amazement, the centipede essence died like this?

He didn't believe that the centipede spirit was a helper he had paid a lot of money for.

After a full fifteen-hundred-year cultivation, he was actually killed by a spirit rune.

The large body is both an advantage and a disadvantage of the centipede essence. Its body does not seem to be able to shrink on its own, and only shrinks under the action of external forces. The huge body makes it difficult to spread out in this small courtyard.

Although its back shell is hard, it is not unbreakable.

Once it jumps on its body, it has nothing to do but shake and shake. Moreover, because of the Taoist, the centipede spirit did not escape, nor did it open up another battlefield.

This may be the end of the Taoist's conceit!

A few minutes later, Wang Jun also saw that the centipede essence was motionless, there should be no threat, and he wanted to take away the seal. Suddenly, the centipede spirit raised its head, a pair of terrifying eyes, staring at him closely.

Wang Jun was also shocked, staring at the centipede essence for half a minute, and saw that it did not move. With a sigh, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff.

Suddenly, the handprint changed, and the black cloud, which had stopped rolling, rolled violently again.

The lightning converged, gradually forming a brontosaurus of more than ten meters. One glance at it makes people's scalps explode. The thunder dragon swooped down, and in an instant, it came to the sky above the villa. Under the command of Wang Junyi, he rushed towards the centipede essence.

Bang!

The dirt in the courtyard exploded, and the violent power of the thunder dragon shattered the centipede.

The smoke gradually spreads along with the scorching smell of the earth. Wang Jun also retreated far away and was not affected by the air waves, but the Taoist people were different. He had endured several powerful waves of qi.

Every wave of air tossed him over and slammed him against the wall.

He didn't dare to turn into resentment, and the power of thunder restrained all evil spirits in the world. If resentment appears, it is equivalent to causing trouble and burning oneself, and at that time, the Taoist will definitely die.

The centipede spirit must be dead.

Wang Jun also didn't have time to check the life and death of the centipede spirit, and even if he didn't die, he wouldn't have the strength to attack him. The most important thing at the moment is to clean up the Taoist. If the Taoist does not die, the revenge will not stop.

Immediately rushed to the Taoist, his breath was sluggish, his eyes were half-open, he looked at Wang Junyi, whose face was swollen to an imhuman appearance, coughed twice, and muttered: "You won." ”

While speaking, the Taoist took out a book from his bag and handed it to Wang Junyi.

"This is the ghost grudge I created, I... I'll give it to you..."

"Oh?" Wang Jun was also surprised, "I'm very strange, since you can absorb resentment and cultivate, why did you only come out of the position when you cultivate?"

"Hehe..." The Taoist smiled miserably, "The ghost resentment recipe can indeed absorb resentment and cultivation, but the resentment is too heavy, and every time you absorb it, it will take a lot of spiritual power to get rid of it." On the surface, the ghost grudge is very powerful, but in fact... ”

"If I don't go off the rails and cultivate honestly, how can you be my opponent. ”

Wang Junyi sneered, "Since ancient times, evil has not suppressed good, you are not defeated to me, but you are too conceited, you have lost to..." ”

The Taoist spurted out a mouthful of blood and said in a trembling voice: "I...

Wang Jun also took the ghost grudge recipe from him, and the spiritual power burst out and destroyed the ghost grudge trick. The Taoist smiled dismally, leaned against the wall, and slowly stood up. glanced at Wang Junyi, then grabbed his neck with his palm and twisted it hard.

His eyes bulged out and he fell to the ground. Wang Jun did not stop him, the Taoist has done too many bad things, and he should atone for his sins.

However, just in case, Wang Jun also took out a soul charm and stuck it on his corpse. The soul of the Taoist floated out, was sucked in by the soul charm, and then floated away. The soul charm will bring his soul into the underworld.

Whether to be reincarnated after suffering from hell, or whether the soul is scattered, leave it to the underworld judge to decide.

He exhaled heavily, and turned his head to look at the messy courtyard. This scene is almost like a battlefield. The ground of the courtyard was raised half a meter high. The ground was littered with the remains of centipede spirits.

Walking to the ravine, looking down, I couldn't feel the slightest breath of the centipede spirit.

But the centipede spirit is a thousand-year-old demon, even under the thunder, it is estimated that it is not so easy to die. Jumped down and stepped on the centipede spirit's body, and the centipede spirit raised its body.

It's really hard...

Find the demon bone of the centipede spirit, cut off and destroy the demon bone, and after a careful search, finally found its demon spirit.

The centipede spirit was weakened and had begun to dissipate. Wang Jun also fell with a palm, and the centipede spirit turned into stars and scattered under the night sky.

It's finally over!

As for this mess, leave it to the Du family to clean it up by themselves.

Reaching out and touching his swollen face, he didn't know if he was disfigured. Although you don't eat with your face, it's always good to have a handsome face. With great difficulty, I walked into the villa.

Sit on the ground, pour out an elixir and take it to dissolve the centipede poison in the body.

・・・・・・

In the early morning, the sun swayed down through the broken walls and into the living room. Wang Jun also slowly opened his eyes, touched his face for the first time, and found that the swelling had disappeared. Then I rushed into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

There are no other problems other than some red. He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he wasn't disfigured.

After returning to the living room and waiting for more than an hour, Uncle Zhang and the others woke up. The first time Uncle Zhang opened his eyes, he looked at Wang Junyi. Wang Junyi said: "It's okay, Uncle Zhang, you call the police and let the police clean up the mess."

After the outside is done, I have important things to tell you. ”

"Okay, okay..." Uncle Zhang nodded, "Mr. Wang, this time to save us, it's hard for you." ”

Wang Junyi smiled bitterly and shook his head, no way, this is his responsibility. Even if he didn't have his father's words, he had to do it. After all, he is a disciple of Maoshan.

It is our duty to keep the right and ward off evil spirits...