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Chapter 44 Jiazi Taisui (please follow up)
The sound of pipa suddenly sounded, and the dark and narrow slender ghost instantly covered Xie Que's entire body.

At this moment, the Jing Hong Jue completely burst out the energy and blood accumulated in the body.

The muscles of Xie Que's upper body immediately began to swell and become bigger, the skin continued to emit heat, and his whole body was as red as a boiled shrimp.

Qi and blood instantly tore a huge hole in Ghosting's body, and he took the opportunity to shuttle through it.

The sound of the pipa shook up waves of invisible sound waves behind him, spreading outward and causing countless waves.

The energy of the Killing Whale Baquan poured into the palm of his hand, and Xie Que's entire left arm suddenly became thicker, and the veins and veins in it were hideous and terrifying.

"Eagle Yang!"

The violent sonic boom exploded from the fist like thunder, instantly blasting away the sound waves caused by the sound of the pipa.

A picture scroll descended from the sky, lying between a person and a yin god, and it spread out in the blink of an eye.

Xie Que looked at the scroll and suddenly had a splitting headache.

A Taoist priest is wearing a Taoist robe and sitting upright in the clouds.

It's just that the Taoist robe seems to be woven with black feathers, and there are actually two narrow necks sticking out from the eyes, and there are two bare heads on the top of the necks.

If you look closely, you can see that the lower body is not covered with clouds, but with white and yellow papules and pustules, which are swollen and swollen into different shapes, and are constantly oozing out some light yellow thick water.

"Dotolo Ye, Fado reveals the truth."

"Born noble, Faji Kuixing, Jiazi Taisui, Daoist descended from the spirit!"

The Pipa girl, who was originally only the size of a ten-year-old child, was instantly enveloped by the black smoke emitted by the ghost.

"Crack!" It was like a slight abnormal sound of bursting bubbles. The Taoist in the scroll actually twisted his neck slightly, and the two heads sticking out of his eyes looked at Xie Que.

A burst of absurdity and panic came one after another from the deepest part of his brain. Xie Que could no longer control any emotions, and everything he was thinking in his mind was disrupted.

He started laughing out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The originally clear sky was instantly covered by thick black smoke, and the two heads stretched out their necks, protruding from the scroll.

They were as big as a normal human head, and their heads were full of scabies. They arrived next to Xie Que in a blink of an eye.

Reason is gradually buried, and madness begins to occupy the brain along with laughter.

The mangy head stretched out its snake-like forked letter and began to lick Xie Que's ears.

Accompanied by a big laugh, Xie Que actually raised his hand and grabbed the long tongue, and fell down without any injuries.

The next moment, Guillotine was thrown to the shore by him, and he directly grabbed the bright red Nobuko with his left hand.

"Hiss." A sound like red-hot iron being poured into water suddenly sounded, and Xie Que's left hand was instantly corroded into a huge herpes.

But Xie Que seemed to be completely unable to feel any pain at this time and was still laughing wildly.

Four qi energies poured into his left hand at the same time, and the entire left arm became thicker.

"Ah! Haha..." A roar was accompanied by a maniacal laughter, and the whole tongue seemed to be pulled longer.

He wrapped his tongue around his hands, exerted all his strength on his legs, and rushed towards the mangy head on his own initiative.

Like the impact of steel, Xie Que's fist actually collided directly with the mangy head.

He pressed his fist firmly against the mangy head's mouth, and began to exert more force.

Gradually, the whole fist was actually stuffed into the mouth of the mangy head, and the poisonous mist began to be continuously released.

Another plague is approaching.

Xie Que took the initiative and pinched his face with his right hand and began to exert force.

The scene suddenly became stiff at this moment, and all that could be heard in the entire river was Xie Que's hoarse laughter and intermittent breathing.

"jingle."

The bell on Xie Que's waist rose without any wind at this moment.

Scattered lines began to piece together on the river surface, without any aesthetic rules.

After the three heads were formed at the top, the shadows began to climb.

It will be covered by the Pipa girl covered in black mist.

The black mist suddenly melted away like snow meeting the blazing sun.

The two men who were fighting with Xie Que also moved back instantly.

Xie Que's entire left arm seemed to be corroded, and the upper layer of skin was burned away.

He dodged to chase the mangy head, but his speed was far behind.

The scabies had already retracted into the painting in the blink of an eye.

But he was still relentless, and his left hand was full of energy.

Huben, the third punch of General Yin!

Xie Que flew towards the picture scroll like a cannonball.

The next moment, invisible power bloomed from the painting.

Upon closer inspection, one of the herpes on Dao Zun's lower body actually shattered, causing an explosion that illuminated the surrounding area for nearly a hundred meters like daylight.

The three-headed shadow retracted from the black mist in an instant, covering Xie Que's entire body.

The huge impact caused Xie Que to bounce back into the water instantly.

In the scroll, Taoist Master turned his head again and looked at the pale Pipa Girl.

"No!"

With an almost crazy roar, the yin spirit of Pipa girl was instantly sucked into the picture scroll.

Under Dao Zun's body, a herpes the size of a grain of rice grew back.

In the painting, Dao Zun looked at the three-headed shadow with deep meaning, and then flew away to disappear.

……

"Huh." When Xie Que emerged from the water, his whole body had returned to normal emotions.

He remembered what happened just now, but he seemed to no longer be able to recall the contents of the scroll.

The shadow had also disappeared at this time.

Xie Que felt a chill in his heart, and all his clothes had been destroyed in the battle.

He looked around vigilantly, and only after finding nothing unusual did he go ashore with peace of mind.

Xie Que picked up Wang Yushan's body, which was somewhat mangled in the explosion, and ran all the way, arriving home in a short time.

After placing Wang Yushan's body in the morgue, Xie Que immediately put his hands directly on his ankles.

After consuming a useless white entry, the revolving lantern started running.

Wang Yushan was originally a native of Jinmen City when he was young, and his son inherited his father's job as a yamen official.

Once he injured his leg while chasing a prisoner, so he had no choice but to resign from office to recuperate.

Later, he was recruited by the Demon Suppression Division and became a full-time executioner.

Fortunately, his martial arts talent was quite good, and the Demon Suppressor was well-paid, so he broke through the innate realm when he was in his 30s.

What followed was a decades-long career as an executioner.

Among them, the ones who attracted Xie Que were a few literary men and women from side sects, who called themselves the Seven Sons of Qishan.

His face was similar to the people he met at night.

Several people were beheaded by Wang Yushan, but only the leader among the seven has not yet been executed.

Later, the master measured his life and asked him not to cut off the thousandth head with a golden sword.

Wang Yushan listened to his words and asked Xie Que to take his place.

But I never thought that that night, a long and narrow ghost figure suddenly appeared from the sky, and took his life in the blink of an eye.

Before he could even resist, Wang Yushan was killed.

Xie Que let out a breath.

It seems that Wang Yushan misheard the expert's words.

What he said was not to ask him not to kill the 1000th person, but not to use the golden sword.

But Wang Yushan mistakenly thought that he could survive the catastrophe by changing people, but he lost his life for no reason.

At the same time, Xie Que still had some doubts.

Since those people have died, why can the Yin God still exist in the world?

Is this related to the existence depicted in the scroll?

(End of this chapter)