I became the creditor of all the big guys in the world

"Don't get excited!"

"Although I hate a monk with evil intentions like you, I am not interested in your trivial matters."

"I came here just to collect debts!"

Dao Ming didn't care about the murderous intention of Wanyulou Patriarch. He glanced at the Soul-Eating Banner held in the opponent's palm and spoke lightly.

"Debt collection?"

"What kind of debt are you collecting?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

When he heard the words "debt collection", Wan Yulou's ancestor's expression changed slightly, and he instantly thought of the Hunyuan pawnshop. His heart became uncertain, but he always pretended to be confused and refused to admit it.

He knew that he couldn't live without the Soul-Eating Banner now.

If the Soul-Eating Banner is taken back by someone, he will no longer be able to control these young female disciples in the sect, and his life span will not be extended.

In addition, what happened today was seen by the people in front of me.

anyway.

He must leave the Soul-Eating Banner behind.

"don't know?"

"It doesn't matter. I have a contract and a video projection here. Take a look for yourself!"

Seeing that the other party was trying to cheat, Dao Ming was not angry. Instead, he smiled slightly, took out a contract and jade tube, and threw them away.

The contract is the contract of that year.

What is imprinted in the jade tube is the scene of Wanyulu Patriarch borrowing the Soul-Eating Banner that day.

But after taking these two items, the ancestor of Wan Yulou glanced at them, his expression became more and more embarrassed, and then his eyes flickered uncertainly, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "So what if I borrowed this Soul-Eating Banner? Now he is mine. Damn it...don’t even think about taking him away from me today!”

"Then...you want to cheat!"

"Originally, I said I didn't care about your nonsense. As long as you return the Soul-Eating Banner to me and pay me the interest, I'll leave. Unfortunately... why do you have to force me?"

Glancing at the ashen-faced Ancestor Wan Yulou, Dao Ming sighed softly, as if he was forced to do so, shook his head, as if looking at a dead person, and said softly: "In this case, I can only kill you first... I got the interest myself.”

The conversation had reached this point, and the two of them were already at each other's throats. The ancestor of Wanyulou laughed ferociously and yelled: "Die!"

In an instant, he launched the Soul-Eating Banner.

The Soul-Eating Banner's brilliance flourished, its talisman light shook the sky, and a thick black demonic aura erupted.

These demonic energies spread all of a sudden and enveloped the entire room, exuding an icy aura like the Nine Nether Hells.

Regarding these, Dao Ming did not take action immediately, but stood there quietly and watched, letting the black mist envelope him.

Seeing this, Wanyulou Patriarch sneered in his heart.

In addition, Daoming is now living in his second life and looks very young.

So it gives the impression that the young man in front of you... is young and energetic, loves to show off, and is so bold under the attack of a strong man in the Yinxu realm.

"Ten Thousand Soul Devourers!"

He pinched a magic trick.

In an instant, tens of thousands of fierce ghosts were released from the Soul-Eating Banner.

These ghosts are very ferocious and terrifying, with strong and weak auras. Most of them are left behind after the death of Wanyulou disciples.

When these fierce ghosts rushed out with ferocious roars, the first thing they did was to devour the body of the unconscious girl who was lying on the ground just now.

Originally a living girl, she was devoured by the evil ghost and turned into a skeleton before she could even struggle.

As for the girl's soul, it was shrouded in black mist and turned into one of the evil ghosts.

After doing all this, these evil ghosts rushed towards Dao Ming crazily, with bloodthirsty light in their eyes, wanting to eat the little Taoist priest in front of them.

Ancestor Wanyulou seemed to have seen the fate of the little Taoist priest in front of him, and the smile on his lips became even brighter.

"Alas, they are all poor people... let me save you!" Looking at the ghosts around him calmly, Daoming's whole body shone brightly, and then he silently recited the scriptures in his mouth.

These scriptures are the most common scriptures in Taoist temples, specifically for the salvation of the dead, but now that they are recited silently in Dao Ming's mouth, they have changed.

These ordinary scriptures that cannot be found in ordinary scriptures turned into golden runes one after another as Dao Ming silently recited them, surrounding them.

These golden runes contain the power of rules, as well as Dao Ming's thoughts, including his understanding of the Taoist Scriptures.

Immediately afterwards, these golden runes, like golden stars, collided with these ghosts.

The fierce ghost screamed, and black smoke rose up, just like ice and snow melting, and the hostility in his body quickly disappeared.

For a moment, there were screams and screams, and the whole room felt like hell on earth.

An innocent soul affected by a magic weapon.

Everything was liberated, the demonic energy contained in the soul faded, and gradually became transparent and clear.

These souls slowly regained their clarity.

Remembered the past.

"Old... Ancestor!!"

"Why are you doing this to us!"

"Why!!"

Thousands of souls were floating in the void, looking at the ancestor of Wanyulou next to them, with angry eyes and roars, wanting to seek justice.

They really didn't understand what they had done wrong as Wanyulu's disciples.

Why did my ancestor treat me like this?

"You're just a bunch of ants, how dare you ask why? I underestimated you for actually being able to redeem these souls, but... just give me your souls!"

Facing the countless innocent souls who died under his own hands, the ancestor of Wanyulou showed no fear. He glanced at Daoming with a gloomy look, and there was a fierce light in his eyes, ready to kill this group of souls and completely wipe them out.

"With me here, how can you get what you want?" Daoming looked as usual, snorted coldly, and burst out a fusion of power, instantly protecting these souls and putting them in his sleeves.

"You're looking for death!"

"The jade tower with ten thousand floors... weighs ten thousand floors!"

Seeing that the Soul-Eating Banner was of no use to him, the ancestor of Wanyulou was furious and exploded with all his cultivation. A golden shadow of a small building appeared behind him.

This phantom is the form of the Dharma formed by practicing the Wanyulou inheritance technique.

It’s just that before, the phantom of the Dharma was golden.

But after a while, black demonic energy quickly merged into it and turned into a magic tower.

These demonic auras were transformed by the traces of contamination received by Wanyulou Patriarch over the years from the Soul-Eating Banner. Now that he has entered the demonic path, his appearance has become strange.

As the shadow of the black magic tower appeared, waves of terrifying power of heaven and earth filled the entire room.

Ancestor Wanyulou’s whole body was full of demonic energy.

Became ferocious.

"Give me the town!"

Suddenly, the demonized jade tower behind him turned into a small black tower, falling from the sky, carrying unparalleled power, and suppressed Daoming.

Looking from a distance, this black magic tower looks like a bloodthirsty demon with a terrifying aura.

Even a strong man with half a Yin deficiency may be killed!

It's a pity that the ancestor of Wanyulou was disappointed.

Daoming stood there, motionless the whole time. When the small tower flew towards him, he slightly raised his head and glanced, then raised his right palm, stretched out a finger, and pointed at A little empty.

"Broken!" Dao Ming whispered, his voice cold.

As this word was spoken, the invisible power of the rules of heaven and earth merged into the tower.

With a "click", the dark and bright magic tower was filled with cracks, collapsed in an instant, and was obliterated by the power of rules.

"This... how is this possible!" Wan Yulou Patriarch's Dharma was shattered, and he suffered backlash. He vomited a burst of blood mist from his mouth, and exclaimed in disbelief: "You... are you a strong man in the Yangshi realm?"

His eyes widened!

It’s really hard to imagine that everything is real.

The young man in front of him looked like he was only in his teens. How could his cultivation be so terrifying?

The ancestor of Wanyulou was very frightened.

His face was full of despair.

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