Uncle Mao's house is very quiet at this time, only his square is still lit around, Wang Sheng and Tongxuan live next door to the left and right respectively, and they have already slept, only Uncle Mao himself is still meditating with his eyes closed in front of Daozu Tianzun, and in front of him is the Taoist treasure Wang Jian left by Daozu Tianzun and a seemingly tattered "Maoshan Technique".

The sorrowful spark occupied Uncle Mao's pupils like a prairie fire, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said to himself to the statue of Daozu Tianzun: "I really don't know if Nanmao is going to decline in my hands, I haven't found anyone who has been looking for twenty years, and I don't know if God deliberately wants to kill me Nanmao, is it really not I, Master, you tell me, you tell me, am I really useless!" After Uncle Mao said these words, two lines of tears flowed down his double clip, and it seemed that Uncle Mao was really sad at this time.

Now the wind is blowing outside the house, a dim light bulb in the house, and a cup of tea on the table is still steaming, but I don't know when, there are already seven more ethereal figures outside the house.

"God is the true self, the body is a phantom body, the phantom body is fake, if the reverse journey is in the ear, what is the foot love, the real body soars, can be turned into thousands, there is no way to do, ten thousand forms to its hundred years will die, its sex is not dead, the human body is a mess of filth, smeared like a demon by skill, the eternal charm is not enough, ten thousand kinds of madness, the six ways of rushing and floating are heavier. ''This is exactly a sword duel, a sword duel from Shushan, because of the blending of southern hair and northern horses, this kind of sword duel also has each other's grasp. ～

''Hahahaha, old man, now my seven brothers have come to avenge the revenge of that day, you must also know that you will not live long, and you will not come out to die soon, you are the first, I will let you choose a happy way to die, come out and choose, it will be different after time! At this time, the sound outside the house can only be heard by Uncle Mao himself, because it is a ghost sound, and in the eyes of others, it is just the sound of the wind whining. ～

Uncle Mao didn't say anything, just silently recited the mantra, and his right hand had touched the human king sword at some point.

''Silk, silk, silk, silk~''

The cold air penetrated through the crack in the door of Uncle Mao's house with a sound, and even the cold air was bubbling on the wall, and the room at this time was as cold as in the refrigerator.

''Heavenly Spirit, Heavenly Spirit, Dao Ancestor Tianzun Manifests Mighty Spirit, Urgent as a Law!'' ’’～

After reciting a mantra of the Mao family in the room, Uncle Mao rushed out of the door with the human Wang Jian in his hand, and the sound of "clang" from the door woke up the sleeping Wang Sheng.

"Suffer death, the seven ghost kings who plague the world, even if I, Mao Jiuying, die here today, I will use the law to destroy all of you!" After Uncle Mao finished speaking, Wang Jian, who raised his hand, rushed towards the Seven Ghost Kings and fought with them.

However, at this time, Wang Shengzheng witnessed all this, but he didn't go out to help, because he knew that his strength was not worth mentioning among the Seven Great Ghost Kings, and going up was only Uncle Mao's hind legs.

''Hahaha, junior, I really don't think much about you're quite tough, just let me have a fight with the ghost king, remember, this is a heads-up, not a group fight! ’’～

The guy who calls himself the Fierce Ghost King is really fierce enough, and he doesn't know where he found his body, but now it has been broken by him, and the black liquid flows out of the broken human skin, which is extremely disgusting, and the whole head has grown two blood-red sharp horns at this time, like a yaksha in hell.

After the Fierce Ghost King finished speaking, he jumped into the air, steel knife-like claws grew from his fingers, and then rushed towards Uncle Mao who was five meters away, and the Fierce Ghost King flew in the air at this time, like a Western evil dragon hovering in the night sky.

''Hmph, let you see the strength!'' ’’～

Uncle Mao was extremely dignified at this time, and his face was not as obscene and funny as usual, because he knew that if no one came, today next year might be his sacrifice day.

"Wuji Taixing belongs to the five elements, there are five babies in the five elements, the five babies are evil ghost bodies, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the five ghosts are in the array, out of the ranks! ’’～

As soon as Uncle Mao finished speaking, his fingers pinched, and the mantra in his mouth was uninterrupted, and five babies the size of children ran out of the ground invisibly and rushed towards the seven ghost kings on the opposite side, no, it should be six, because the fierce ghost king was attacking Uncle Mao in the air at this time.

"Good fellow, the old thing is just not ordinary, you must have acquaintances in the underworld, I don't know if it is against the law to smuggle children in the underworld, besides, you are smuggling a baby demon from the seventeenth layer of hell." ’’～

A horse-headed and horse-faced ghost king smacked his lips and said a lot of nonsense, then looked at the baby demons who were rushing towards him with disdain.

But what he didn't expect was that his light enemy would actually let him suffer the heaviest blow, the baby demon directly punched through his lower abdomen, and tore off the human skin wrapped around him directly with his mouth, and then raised his head and swallowed it into his stomach, and continued to approach the ghost king with a horse's head and face, so that he had to pay attention to these baby evil ghosts.

Speaking of this infant evil ghost, it is some children who have died in infancy when they are eight or nine years old, and this kind of children's ghost is the most likely to be abducted and trafficked in the underworld, because there are no relatives of their own in the underworld, so no one cares about these wandering little ghosts.

Usually these ghosts are locked up in the seventeenth layer of hell for decades, until the yang life is exhausted before they can be reincarnated, but the little ghosts are as naughty as children, which gives the yin a headache.

It's because the imps are naughty, so there are not a few fools who escaped from the seventeenth layer of hell and came to the world.

Usually these ghosts will make an agreement with the Taoist priest in the yang world in various forms, and it will work for him, and the Taoist priest will not be as serious as the horse-headed and horse-faced ghost king said that smuggling children.

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The Fierce Ghost King fell in front of Uncle Mao at this time, and the hand-to-hand combat began, but Uncle Mao's body was not as strong as the Fierce Ghost King, but a little fat, so Uncle Mao was not so comfortable swinging the human king sword in his hand.

Uncle Mao has followed his master to travel all over the world since he was a child, subduing demons and eliminating demons, and practicing a body of ancient Chinese martial arts.

Although Uncle Mao can't compare to the Fierce Ghost King in terms of strength, there is a Chinese martial art called Four Two Thousand Pounds, which is also one of the most important tricks taught to him by Uncle Mao's master, because his master said it.

''Although our human physique is not as good as the alien demons and monsters with different abilities and the power of ten thousand equals, our ancestors have also summed up a lot of moves to turn force into force, just like these four or two thousand catties is the best example, it can use the power of a hundred catties to dial up the power of foreign races, which is the crystallization of the martial arts of the Chinese ancestors. ’’～

Since the death of Uncle Mao's master, Uncle Mao has been practicing every day, and Uncle Mao has also created some new tricks, that is, to integrate the Taiji diagram into the four or two thousand catties, and his strength has soared several notches at once.

"Haha, old man, I don't think you should resist, with your strength alone, it is not self-destruction, rather than exhausting to death, it is better to dedicate your body happily, and use me to force the wind." ’’～

After the Fierce Ghost King finished speaking, he tore off the torn human skin, and then looked at Uncle Mao with that hideous look, and the offensive increased a few points.

''Tai Chi diagram, four or two dial a thousand catties, fusion! ’’～

Uncle Mao resisted the attack of the Fierce Ghost King for a while, and then recited the mantra in a place where the Fierce Ghost King could not attack for the time being, and then thrust the Human King's sword into the ground.

The moment the sword of the king of people entered the ground, a dazzling Taiji diagram appeared from the ground, and Uncle Mao stepped on this Taiji diagram, put on a very posture martial arts stand, pointed at the fierce ghost king and said: "Come on, let you, the fierce ghost, see the results of my research over the years, what is the effect of the Chinese Taiji diagram fusion of the Chinese four taels of thousands of catties." ’’～。

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