Seeing the solemn appearance of the Ninth Uncle, Qiusheng also held his breath and condensed on the side, not daring to breathe, for fear of interfering with the master's performance.

After all, drawing talismans is a technical job, but if you don't draw a good stroke, the talisman will be invalid.

In this situation, I can only race against time with the dead pervert of the Countess of Yorkland, and we must concentrate on it without the slightest distraction. Even a yellow-robed Taoist priest with mature and profound mana like Daoist Ninth Uncle is the same.

The black smoke rising from the Countess of Yorkland had almost covered her entire body.

Qiusheng faintly felt the strange energy coming from the black smoke, violent and evil.

Daji, like Qiusheng, knew that the battle had reached a fever pitch, and he couldn't take his eyes off the Ninth Uncle Daoist, but he also held his breath, his tail stood up behind him, and he didn't move.

And the ghosts, which were composed of dozens of ghosts, only dared to stay where they were at the moment, and did not dare to approach the Countess of Yorkland.

Suddenly, the Countess of Yorkland in the black fog opened her eyes, and her red eyes were like a light in the black fog.

At this moment, the Countess of Yorkland did not show any emotion in her eyes.

Put your hands across your chest in a bizarre pose.

Akisheng knew that the Countess of Yorkland had finished casting the spell, and he was about to launch the most violent attack.

He wanted to remind the master, but he could only grit his teeth.

The Ninth Uncle Daoist drew the last stroke of the talisman, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Cheng!

A mighty righteousness rippled between the heavens and the earth, and the strong mana rose to the sky, and even the dark night had to be illuminated.

"Go!"

The talisman turned into a golden arrow and shot at the Countess of Yorkland.

The Ninth Uncle Daoist had words in his mouth:

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root.

Cultivating hundreds of millions of eons of eons proves my supernatural powers.

Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only ......"

Strange things happened.

The Ninth Uncle's originally ordinary face suddenly emitted a pale golden light from the inside out, which made the Ninth Uncle Daoist with a national character face look a little mysterious.

Qiusheng was simply shocked.

He has been following Uncle Nine to subdue zombies for a long time, but he has never seen such a master.

Shot like a god.

Could it be that he has been underestimating Master's Taoism?

What kind of talisman did Uncle Nine draw just now? The strokes are so cumbersome, at least twice as cumbersome as the [Four Arctic Sacred Transformation True Talismans].

The [Arctic Four Sacred Transformation True Talisman] is a first-grade mid-level talisman, so what the Ninth Uncle Dao Chang drew just now is likely to be a first-grade high-level talisman.

A high-end product!

This is a superior talisman.

Not to mention that Qiu Sheng is only at the sixth level of Qi cultivation now, even if he is now at the ninth level of Qi training, he will not be able to successfully produce a first-grade high-grade talisman.

The realm of the Taoist priest is not equated with the rank of the talisman.

Everyone's talents are different, and the achievements they have achieved on different paths are naturally different.

Some Taoist priests are good at fighting, and some Taoist priests are good at drawing talismans.

It is rare to see a Taoist priest who is good at fighting and drawing talismans at the same time.

After all, Qiusheng is only a first-grade middle-level talisman master now, and the upper limit of drawing talismans is a first-grade mid-level.

He was now able to achieve a 100 percent success rate with a first-grade mid-level talisman, which was already quite an amazing talent.

The golden talisman pierced through the black fog like a sharp blade, and wherever the golden talisman went, the black mist suddenly dispersed, as if the clouds were blown away by a strong wind.

The Countess of Yorkland, of course, knew how powerful this talisman was, but she had to send it when she was ready to send it.

Could it be that the secret method she has practiced for a hundred years is not as good as the spell of a mortal Taoist priest?

The black smoke and golden arrows beside the Countess of Yorkland collided.

The billowing smoke tightly wrapped the golden arrow, consuming the mana of the arrow in a circle, and from a distance, a golden arrow trembled in the black mist, trying to shoot through the smoke and into the body of the Countess of Yorkland.

Uncle Nine's lips trembled slightly, and spells kept coming out of Uncle Nine's mouth, although his voice was low, the words were clear.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky.

Qiusheng looked up, and there seemed to be dark clouds gradually covering the clear sky, and the clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and there seemed to be thunder and lightning in the clouds.

The shocked Qiusheng and Daji looked at each other, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Could it be that this spell can still trigger the Heavenly Dao?

Daji suddenly felt that it would be better if he had signed a contract with the Ninth Uncle Daoist in the first place.

But the autumn life in front of us, maybe the future can be expected.

Daji sighed imperceptibly.

Although Qiusheng noticed the fluctuations in Daji's mind, he didn't care about it.

Thunder was already beginning to sound in the sky.

"Boom."

The Countess of Yorkland was anxious and looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds are falling.

Lightning.

As a vampire zombie, she has an instinctive fear of thunder and lightning.

In desperation, the Countess of Yorkland recited an even more obscure spell, which, though more powerful, was susceptible to backlash against the caster, and she would never have used it had not been forced by circumstances.

All sorts of lewd laughter began to sound around the Countess of Yorkland, and their voices were high-pitched.

Of course, everyone in the police station heard this laughter, and suddenly they collectively felt a blank in their heads, their eyes straightened, they lost their mobility, and then they fainted one by one and fell to the ground.

The sound of "plop" and "plop" came and went.

Sergeant Liu Weihua also collapsed in his office.

Qiusheng also felt a little dizzy in his head, so he quickly recited the Shangqing Tuna Technique, closing his eyes to fight against this magical laughter.

Daji didn't feel the impact of this laughter obviously because of her good use of illusion, but she was also a little upset, and she couldn't help licking her tongue, and felt that Qiusheng next to her seemed to be more handsome again, and even the smell on her body was much better.

The only one who is not affected is Uncle Nine.

Uncle Jiu's whole person exuded a mighty righteousness between heaven and earth, and the magic sound couldn't get close to his body.

In the middle of this, the Countess of Yorkland suddenly spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, and her whole body dried up, and her appearance was at least ten decades old.

"Sacrifice yourself and you will gain more power!"

The Countess of Yorkland had a man's voice in her head, full of temptation.

"I don't need to! I have my own God! ”

The Countess of Yorkland suddenly opened her eyes, broke free from the sound, grabbed the yellow-sharpened arrow with one hand, and with a sharp force, the arrow spread out, and the mana of the talisman disappeared.

"You give me death!"

The Countess of Yorkland's hair rose to the sky, and its roots stood on end, fluttering around her. She spread her hands, drew a semicircle, and swung forward.

"Let the evil god turn all of you ants into his slaves!"

"Let the world be destroyed again!"

"Give me strength, my God!"

The Countess of Yorkland closed her eyes and reverently clenched her hands into fists on her chest.

A force that could almost destroy the world flew in the direction of Uncle Jiu.

Everywhere I went, all the buildings were destroyed, and not a single grass was grown.

Everything turned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was swept into the wind.