My Master is Lin Zhengying

"You go down, let me come and meet this distinguished guest from the Jiuju faction!"

Uncle Jiu said the word "honored guest" very seriously.

The middle-aged Onmyoji felt a powerful aura, even the coercion of profound energy, which was stronger than him.

He knew very well that Nima had kicked the iron board.

Breathing is also inevitable.

"Who are you!"

Uncle Jiu stopped in his tracks:

"Poverty Lin Jiu."

"Lin Jiu, do you know who I am?"

"do not know!"

The middle-aged Onmyoji breathed a sigh of relief, planning to use his identity to crush his opponent.

Let Uncle Jiu retreat in the face of difficulties and hand over Jiuju's staff.

"I'm from the Jiuju School, Kudo Kano, Fuso's third-level onmyoji.

Do you want to fight against our Jiuju faction? "

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When Uncle Jiu introduced the Jiuju School before, he also mentioned that he was at the level of Fusang Onmyoji.

Their level is different from our cultivation level in the Central Plains.

We divide heaven and earth into black and yellow, and each rank has nine ranks.

But Fusang is only divided into nine grades.

From one to nine.

But the level is not a single cultivation level.

Also integrated family, contribution, and so on.

Make it more complicated.

This guy is a third-level onmyoji, not very high.

But cultivation is not weak at all.

Nan Chen judged that this guy's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Mysterious Rank.

Basically, it has reached a level comparable to conventional cultivation.

At this time, the other party showed his identity, just to make Uncle Jiu and others fear.

But Uncle Nine doesn't care about this identity at all.

There was even a hint of sarcasm:

"Level three? When Pindao was young, he could beat your seventh-level onmyoji.

Come to Pindao Yizhuang to find trouble.

Don't say that you are of the Jiuju faction, even if your sect master comes, can the poor Daoist find you and beat him? "

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Jiu's aura suddenly intensified.

Suddenly, a more powerful aura emerged like a tide.

This breath, infinitely close to the ground level?Or ground level?

Nan Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Uncle Jiu's injuries have recovered a bit?

Already able to release low-level profound energy at will?

While Nan Chen was surprised, his profound energy had already crushed Kudo.

That guy felt overwhelmed for a moment, and his heart beat faster.

He was only at the seventh level of profound energy, and he couldn't make any waves when faced with the suppression of low-level profound energy.

The young onmyoji Miyamoto standing next to him was under the profound energy of Jiushu at this time.

He was trembling all over, and his blood was surging.

With a "plop", it landed directly on the ground.

Unknowingly, nosebleeds flowed out.

It can be seen how powerful the coercion of low-level profound energy is.

Such an aura made Kudo tremble all over.