The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

The moon and stars are rare.

The night in Qicheng has never been so noisy, especially in Beicheng.

The streets surrounding the mansion were full of battles at this time.

The ninjas who came from all directions were all blocked here.

Practitioners from various sects, with the mansion as the center, blocked the only way to pass, completely blocking it.

At the location of Xixing Street, the practitioners of Maoshan are here, responsible for stopping the Japanese ninjas who come to support.

The battle was fierce, and the number of ninjas who came from here was huge.

There are only about 80 people in Maoshan this time. It is really difficult to stop the impact of ninjas that are several times their own.

But fortunately, Uncle Jiu and his senior brothers stabilized the situation, relying on their strong cultivation, they gradually pushed back the Ninja crowd.

And there are already countless corpses lying on the ground.

"Master, there are more and more people, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop them!"

Seeing more and more ninjas rushing towards him, Qiu Sheng was exhausted, retreated to Uncle Jiu, and said anxiously.

"If you can't stop it, you will stop it!"

Uncle Jiu roared.

Although he would scold his disciples many times, he basically never lost his temper like this.

But this time is different, if these ninjas are not stopped and they rush into the mansion, it will be dangerous there.

Uncle Jiu waved the long sword in his hand. At this time, he didn't take the mahogany sword he often held, but changed to a precious sword. The blade was sharp, and it radiated fluorescence under the moonlight, shining brightly.

However, there were too many Ninjas, Uncle Jiu could only protect the disciples around him, and the counterattack that had just formed was suppressed back again.

"Fengjiao, form an array!"

The four-eyed daoist shouted and jumped onto the roof.

Uncle Jiu also glanced at the apprentice beside him, "Take care of yourself."

After explaining, he immediately jumped onto the roof and pasted the talismans he had prepared on the roof.

There are also practitioners from Maoshan on the other roofs, and they have pasted the talismans in their hands on the roofs.

Uncle Jiu made seals with both hands, and recited the Dharma Jue, and thunder and lightning shot out from the talisman, connecting with the surroundings.

Suddenly, with them as points, a large cloud of lightning formed.

Lightning and thunder!
This is what they had prepared for a long time ago. They wanted to use more of the opponent's ninjas, but now it is hard to resist, so they can only be opened in advance.

Uncle Ninth and the others pinched their hands to make a decision, and Thunder and Lightning did what they wanted.

Suddenly, Taoist talismans shot out from the roofs on all sides, like cannonballs, hitting the crowd of ninjas, and immediately exploded a large piece of thunder.

The ninjas, who were bathed in the thunder, fell to the ground screaming in pain, their entire bodies scorched black by the thunder.

The few talismans that formed the Lightning and Thunder Formation are precious purple talismans with extremely strong destructive power.

With the lightning rushing to the thunder formation, thunder and thunder were shot out from time to time, which immediately caused the surrounding crowd to run away with their heads in their hands.

They can't judge at all whether there will be thunder falling next to them in the next second.

However, there is a lack of ninjas at the ground ninja level, and it is impossible to complete the attack on the few people formed on the roof.

The ninjas were retreating steadily, their aura was gone, and a few were even ready to escape and leave.

"rush!"

Seeing this scene, Qiu Sheng raised his arms and shouted.

All the disciples of Maoshan rushed out again with majestic momentum, and all kinds of lights suddenly appeared in the night, dazzling and dazzling, harvesting the lives of these ninjas.

...

And the ninjas, who were frightened by the lightning rushing and thundering array, were already showing signs of defeat. Although there were hundreds or thousands of them, they were ultimately a mob without anyone commanding them.

Just as they were fleeing, the Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple suddenly appeared behind them.

"Humph!"

"what!"

The majestic blowing air swept out, and wherever the white blowing air passed, it was like cutting wheat. The souls of the ninja who bore the brunt were separated from their bodies and fell to the ground one after another.

Since it's a siege to fight for aid, of course we try our best not to leave just one ninja.

There is lightning in front and blowing air in the back.

Surrounding these ninjas together, they really did not let a single one go.

The other situations are basically similar.

All the ninjas in Qicheng, who came over, were all trapped here, unable to escape.

All sects have also put out their best efforts, such as the five-element magic circle of Xingyimen, the Jiuxiaoshenlei of Longhushan, and the universal salvation of all living beings of Lingyin Temple.

Those who beat them ran away with their heads in their hands.

After this epidemic, most of the ninjas in Qicheng were also wiped out on the spot.

……

Xu Ping came quickly from the weaving factory, seeing such scenes along the way, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, there is only one left.

In the night sky above the mansion, two huge figures were fighting in a stalemate. Half of the sky was gloomy and dark with no stars, but on the contrary, the other side was shining with golden light, like a galaxy thousands of miles away.

The bodhisattva dharma body behind Master Wanjun of Lingyin Temple illuminated the half of the night above the mansion goldenly, but it still couldn't completely suppress the Ishida ghost.

At this time, the black shadow behind the Ishida ghost has completely turned into a ferocious ghost, with two tall tentacles, triangular eyes, and evil teeth protruding from its mouth, which is extremely ugly.

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and the shore is right..."

Master Wan Jun still did not forget at this time, and urged people to be kind.

It's just that how did he know that the person on the opposite side can no longer be regarded as a human being, at most it is half human and half ghost, a human and a ghost.

Ishida ghost was in the air, screaming and screaming, looking extremely fierce, "Since the master is merciful, why is he so cruel to me, hahaha, it seems that he is just a respectable monk Hua."

Daoist Dinghu, who was forced to fly up and down by the arm of the ferocious ghost, and kept dodging, cried out in agony, "Master, what time is it, if you don't make a move, you will have to recite the mantra for the poor Taoist. "

"Amitabha!"

Master Wan Jun chanted the Buddha's name, closed his eyes slightly, raised his palm to the sky, the sky was filled with golden light, and a golden Buddha's handprint descended from the sky.

The ferocious ghost raised its arms high, facing the Buddha's handprint that fell on it, cracks appeared on its two black arms, and the Ishida ghost roared angrily with a painful expression on his face.

"boom!"

The Buddha's handprint was completely shattered by it, and the shattered golden light flew across the sky.

Master Wan Jun snorted, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

And Ishida ghost is already bleeding from seven orifices, looks like a madman, and has a hideous look on his face, which is really no doubt like an evil ghost.

Although he blocked the full blow of the old monk in front of him, and even gained a little upper hand, Ishida Ghost became more and more startled.

He himself is Tianren Taoist, and he has absorbed a soul who is also Tianren, and his Taoism is even more leaping, but the old monk in front of him.

...

He felt that he was not sure of winning.

Even if he wins by luck, the Maoshan Taoist beside him has the ability to kill him.

Not to mention……

Looking at it from a distance, his sons and daughters were all blocked outside, suffering from pain.

Years of management and the thorough grasp not long ago completely collapsed at this moment. Ishida Oni was furious in his heart, but he understood that this was already the general trend and he could not turn it back.

Crash overnight!
If it were an ordinary person, he would have already lost his mind.

But Ishida ghost is not an ordinary person after all, a life-saving Tianren, at the moment of life and death, burst out the will to survive, which made him quickly and decisively give up certain things.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the ferocious ghost froze for a moment, scratched his forehead, and seemed to be in confusion.

And this confusion was only for a moment, and the ferocious ghost let out a creepy sneer.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie-"

The evil ghost, which was originally following the actions of Ishida ghost, jumped up, as if it had come to life again, and jumped towards the Bodhisattva Dharma Body.

And the figure of Ishida ghost slowly dissipated behind the evil ghost, like a rotten dead tree, only a black smoke melted into the darkness...

"not good!"

"He's going to run!"

The onlookers are clear, the real Dinghu sees it thoroughly, but helplessly, he is also under the shroud of the ferocious ghost, and has no time to chase after him.

"Shh!"

A sharp sword light slashed towards Ishida Ghost's position, but only a large piece of black smoke dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

Xu Ping didn't stop for a moment, and only then rushed over.

Just as he was about to chase after him, he saw Master Wanjun's face was as white as paper under the arms of the giant evil spirit, and the Bodhisattva Dharma body behind him was also swaying.

Between rescuing and pursuing, Xu Ping made a quick decision.

Holding the Ghost Slayer Sword in his hand, he jumped up, and the light of the Ghost Slayer Sword turned into a half-moon, beheading the ferocious ghost and saving Master Wanjun.

As the head was cut off, the body of the evil spirit appeared to collapse, and countless innocent souls howled.

If these wronged souls were allowed to wander in the mortal world, they would not know how much trouble would be caused. Xu Ping hurriedly escaped from the ghost hunting order, threw them into the night sky, turned them into a ghost tunnel, and brought all these wronged souls into the underworld.

By the time the sky dimmed, all the ninjas around the mansion had been wiped out.

Bodies and souls were consumed by a fire, leaving nothing behind.

……

"Bastard!"

"This group... this group... I don't see them showing up on weekdays. Is this a good thing specially designed to destroy me? When I come back, I will definitely bulldoze every mountain of them."

inside the camp.

Pu Yi was furious.

He managed to find a way to recover, but he never expected that what he relied on had been completely wiped out.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and this news was delivered to him by the remaining ninjas in the city.

The ninja who came to deliver the letter was called Heiye Kazufuku, and he was also a ninja.

Just because I spent too much time in Dongying brothel last night, when I saw the news, it was really difficult to get up, and it was slightly delayed.

When he watched from a distance, he was stunned, very decisive, and left without looking back, which was why he was spared what happened last night.

And when he went to count the number of people overnight, he found that the thousands of ninjas he originally commanded were no more than a hundred at this time, and there were only more than sixty people.

...

After instructing his subordinates to be a turtle, not to go out or make trouble during this period of time, he quickly ran here.

Because he knew that there was another very important task here.

"Mr. Puyi, the nature of this matter is very bad. Our common enemy now is only them. They are fighting against us!"

Muto Hideo said very seriously, the grief on his face could not be concealed.

Until now, she didn't know which other companions survived the encounter last night.

The others are not important, the main ones are the Tennin masters, they are all national treasures, and every death is a huge loss.

Pu Yi looked at Muto Hideo and Ye Kazufuku in front of him, the original respect on his face was slowly disappearing, but he said indifferently: "If that's the case, what are you going to do?"

If the two people in front of him are no longer useful to him, he will no longer pretend to be a grandson.

Mu Tengxiu looked terrified: "I will definitely report this matter back. I believe that more revenge will come soon."

When Pu Yi heard this, he was overjoyed, "You mean, there are still people coming?"

Muto Hideo glanced at him and said affirmatively, "Of course, maybe that one will come too..."

Now that Tianren has been killed, to deal with these practitioners, someone higher must appear and kill them first.

Building bridges and paving roads is an indispensable link before real action.

……

"Xiao Xu, we can say that we won a complete victory last night!" Real Dinghu looked excited.

Xu Ping shook his head: "Unfortunately, that Ishida ghost got away."

Dinghu real person said: "You said that he was seriously injured. It won't get better after decades. Maybe he died in some ravine right now."

"correct!"

"How is Master Wan Jun's injury?"

Xu Ping said: "A few old bones have been broken, but I still can't die."

"That's good!"

Master Dinghu looked at Uncle Jiu at the side again, and said, "Feng Jiao, I heard that one of your disciples was seriously injured?"

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Master, his literary talents are low-level, and he suffered some injuries. He will be fine after a period of recuperation."

Not long after, Gu Nianhua came in, poured tea, and when she went out, she winked at Xu Ping.

Daoist Dinghu and Uncle Jiu both had weird smiles on their faces, Xu Ping scratched his forehead in embarrassment, "What, I'll go out for a while."

Usually when they were talking, Gu Nianhua seldom called him that, which made Xu Ping a little curious.

When he went out, he saw Gu Nianhua waiting for him not far away.

Xu Ping walked over quickly and asked, "Xiaohua, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

Gu Nianhua handed out a letter and said: "This letter was given to you by Miss Hu Qing'er from Wanghaitang, and she also asked me to hand it over to you."

Xu Ping was stunned, but he didn't expect that Gu Nianhua would deliver the letter for her.

Opening the envelope casually in front of her, Xu Ping quickly read it, with a serious face, and handed the letter to Gu Nianhua.

"she says……"

"Miss Hu Santai is the chama of this generation of shamans, and she is indeed in the camp, working for your father and the others. Now she has discovered the collusion between Puyi and Dongying Ninja, and wants to see me."

Gu Nianhua put down the letter and looked at Xu Ping, "What are you going to do, what are you going to do, brother Xu, don't bother me."

Xu Ping smiled and patted her head.

Originally, in his plan, he dealt with the ninja first, and then dealt with the camp.

Pu Yi, who has lost the support of Dongpu Ninja, is like a paper tiger who has lost his claws and claws. As for the so-called God...

"Humph!"

"I beheaded one of the Bodhisattvas, and I'm afraid of some wild god like you!"

The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle