Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 199 Shi Jian, you have a way to die
Altar, umbrella, flag...

Various magic weapons erupted with golden light, and all the masters and uncles were trying their best to subdue and seal the ghosts.

The only exception was Shi Jian. Behind him stood his precious son. Among these two scum, one used the Lightning Running Thunder Fist, and the other used the Thunder Talisman and the Thunder Strike Peach Wood Sword.

Directly beat the target to pieces.

So disrespectful?

The meaning of the Yin Division is very clear, it is best to return them all. Therefore, whether it is the uncle who prefers Shi Jian's lineage or the uncle who is close to Uncle Jiu, they all choose to accept the ghosts and suppress the seal, without resorting to ruthless tactics.

First of all, it's completely unnecessary.

Their negative states are full, and they pose no threat at all. As long as Wencai and Awei are present, as long as they don't mess with the Ghost King, there will be no problem in safety.

Secondly, we are all brothers. No matter how big the conflicts or festivals are, it is not good to slap each other in the face like this...

"Senior brother, they don't even have a chance to be reincarnated under the thunder method." Uncle Jiu looked unbearable.

Although some ghosts are cruel, they are caused by too many injustices they have suffered and have not harmed anyone's life.

In this case, there is no reason to be so cruel and send him to the underworld for trial. If he has a complaint, he should redress his grievances and handle everything according to the procedures.

"how?"

Shi Jian's expression was grim: "Are you going to plead with these scumbags to disobey me as the leader?"

"..." Uncle Jiu was speechless.

Seeing him deflated, the leader Shi Jian felt extremely happy, and his hearty laughter echoed throughout the formation, as if he was relieved that he could eliminate the troubles for the people of the world.

Seeing this situation, Si Mu's heart was full of contempt, and he made up his mind that if Shi Jian was still in charge for one day, he would never take Jia Le back to Maoshan except for the ceremony.

It's a smoky, chaotic mess!
"Damn it, dog."

"When you go to the underworld, all the things you did during your lifetime will be reflected in front of the evil mirror, and your whole family will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell, and you will never be able to be reincarnated for eternity."

The sound came out.

The smile on Shi Jian's originally cheerful face gradually disappeared. Shi Shaojian turned around and saw Uncle Four Eyes scolding a certain ghost king and quickly suppressing it into the jar.

This gesture of cursing Sophora japonica with his fingers made Uncle Jiu feel a little more comfortable, and he learned how to greet ghosts with a strong sense of violence and blood in their bodies.

The other Taoists were noncommittal and just silently stepped up their speed to end this farce.

"It's not really a thing."

"Well, heroes see the same thing. They are indeed inferior to pigs and dogs."

Neither Meng Fan nor Qiu Sheng added subjects.

Needless to say, it was Shi Jian and his son who scolded them.

If this kind of temperament does not change, if Maoshan is passed on to the next generation, might it be close to the devil?
However, I don't know if the fox's tail can't be hidden, or it still wants to test it.

Shi Jian stretched out his hands and unleashed a lightning thunder fist, hitting the group of ghosts lying between him and the center of the formation.

And in the center of the formation is the melon-eating duo!
Fortunately, Meng Fan had already guessed that the old dog was not well-intentioned, so he reacted instantly and gathered 36 thunder and lightning in front of him to block.

Bagua skills.

Shock·36 square thunder and lightning.

According to the classics, all thunders in the world are controlled by 36 gods of thunder. Meng Fan must not be so proud. He borrowed the power of so many gods just to get 36 lightning strikes, which is a number that coincides with the truth of heaven and earth.

As expected, after scattering the ghosts, the Lightning Thunder Fist continued its momentum and hit Meng Fan and Qiu Sheng straight away. The latter had no time to react.

boom!
The junior disciples with humble Taoism present covered their ears, and in the center of the sound explosion, thunder flew, and 36 dark purple light pillars steadily protected the two people behind.

Shi Jian frowned.

This move was considered to be his full strength, how could it be easily blocked?
Meng Fan was equally surprised. It was true that he was holding the Maoshan treasure, the Canopy Ruler, but he couldn't provide such exaggerated blessings in a single thought, could he?
Just as he was thinking about it, Shi Jian's old dog's voice came:
"Two apprentice nephews, step back and don't stand there. Junior uncle is old, his eyesight is not good, and his control over thunder magic is not as good as when he was young."

Hearing the laughter that followed, Meng Fan responded with a smile and waved for Qiu Sheng to leave.

"Brother..."

"It's nothing, you go first, I will stay and help Uncle Shi Jian." After saying that, he dodged away from the center of the formation.

The next moment, a figure appeared on the left.

There stood a ghost general wearing Mite Qing's distinctive cotton armor. Meng Fan immediately cursed:
"Horses and oxen in their lapels, dogs and pigs in their robes!"

"What's the point of not dying?"

As soon as the voice fell, a fire tripod took shape.

Fire, wind, and wood, the three elements of heaven and earth condensed and crashed into the ghost general with the force of thunder.

At the very top, there is a red phoenix singing, which is breathtaking.

There is no need to hit him. As soon as the fire cauldron approaches, the ghost that can move all over the place will evaporate on the spot and only pounce on Shi Jian.

Feeling the hot temperature, the old guy's heart was beating wildly, and he had no chance to escape, because his precious son Shi Shaojian was standing next to him.

At this moment, the boy still had a sinister smile on his face. Even if danger was approaching, he didn't have time to change his face.

Until there was a loud bang.

The phantom of Mount Tai lay in front of the fire cauldron. The two were locked in a stalemate and began to confront each other as if they were wrestling.

"Master, be careful, I didn't expect the ghost general to be so weak..." Meng Fan's voice sounded.

People are coming to kill you, how can you still bear it?

Anyway, he can't do it!

All the Maoshan disciples looked at each other.

First, the leader lost control of his spells, and then Senior Brother Meng, who was attacked, also lost control of his moves, all of which were killing moves. Who believes that there is nothing fishy inside?
"Qianzhe's apprentice is really... he really follows his own whim. He seems kind and gentle, and he can't bear the slightest bit of grievance."

"Yes, the speed of practice is even more exaggerated."

The masters and uncles put away their respective movements, not having the slightest thought of stepping forward to interfere. They couldn't stop them unless they wanted to die.

Moreover, we are different from Lin Jiu, Si Mu, and Qian He. The three of us are extremely talented, have great ambitions, and have great perseverance. Even if we go down the mountain to work for a lifetime, if we don't look back at Maoshan, our souls will return to the underworld one day, and the ancestors will not blame them in the least. , Instead, arrange the official position of Yin Division.

reason?

The pillars of the generation that have supported Maoshan for decades have such confidence!

Therefore, as long as there is reason to speak, there is no need to worry about anything.

"Shi Jian, what do you want to do?"

At some point, Shimu blocked Meng Fan and shouted at the leader of the sect.

On the left, Uncle Jiu, standing side by side with him, looked gloomy. He withdrew from the fight for the headmaster back then, couldn't he have repaid the karma?
He, Lin Jiu, did not act like a coward and directly reprimanded:
"Shi Jian, the sect makes its own decision about right and wrong. I think you are about to fall into the devil's path now."

Before the old dog could speak, Meng Fan took advantage of the situation to add fuel to the fire, ignoring the so-called superiority and inferiority, and sneered:
“In my opinion, it’s better to open an altar and invite an ancestor to come up and deliver justice.

How about taking your good son to the evil mirror in the first hall and taking a good photo to see what kind of pig or dog he is? "

These words speak loudly.

"Yes."

Qiu Sheng stood in the outer circle and blindly agreed. He absolutely trusted Senior Brother Meng.

"If this little bastard hadn't committed a crime and got rid of karma, I'll pay for his life."

Meng Fan spoke again.

Maoshan Jade Pendant continuously provides mana.

The canopy ruler erupted with extraordinary divine power.

The Eight Trigrams Fire Cauldron, which was supposed to be able to bring out the Danpeng at most, took on the image of Feng Luan.

If you don’t believe that there are gods helping you secretly, Meng Fan is either stupid or stupid!
(End of this chapter)