" Open the altar and set up the array!!!"
Ninth Uncle said with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, Ninth Uncle was stunned.
It made Mao Li think of a poem praising Ninth Uncle in his previous life.
: Half a bowl of clear water shines on heaven and earth, and a talisman summons ghosts and gods.
He stepped on the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Steps and slashed the demon soul with a wooden sword.
Ninth Uncle's busy figure showed the charm of this poem even more. Mao Li looked at Ninth Uncle in a daze, as if recalling the feelings he had when he watched Ninth Uncle's movie.
"What is Mao Li standing there for? Come over and help Master.”
The busy Ninth Uncle saw that Mao Li was still standing there foolishly and shouted.
"Yes, Master!"
Mao Li excitedly replied and quickly ran over. He took the yellow cloth with talismans engraved on it from Ninth Uncle and began to work with Ninth Uncle in tacit understanding.
In his previous life, he could only enjoy watching movies. Now that he had become Ninth Uncle's eldest disciple, he had directly participated in slaying demons with Ninth Uncle. At this moment, Mao Li could be said to be full of energy. There was nothing more meaningful than joining hands with his respected idol to slay demons.
After everything was done, Ninth Uncle asked Little Smelly's grandfather and father to move to the center of the array to protect her. Ninth Uncle was sitting on a chair in a Taoist robe and holding a peach wood sword as he waited for Wang Cuilian's arrival.
Mao Li carried the Supreme Demon-slaying Sword on his shoulder and stood behind Ninth Uncle.
It was getting late, and a cold wind blew in the village.
"She's coming."
Ninth Uncle held the peach wood sword tightly and stood straight. He reminded Mao Li with a serious expression.
"Master came from the southwest.”
Mao Li also felt it.
From the southwest, a strong wave of resentment mixed with dense Yin Qi was rushing over.
"Wang Fugui, you heartless man. I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill your entire family.”
He could not be seen, but resentful voices could be heard from all directions, spreading throughout the entire village.
The villagers who were hiding at home and did not dare to go out gathered with their families to seek a sense of security.
"Mommy! It's mommy's voice. I want to find mommy…sob!”
When the village chief heard Wang Cuilian's voice, he cried and wanted to find his mother.
In Little Smelly's heart, no matter what Wang Cuilian became, she was still his mother. This could not be changed.
"Listen to your grandfather, little fart. You can't go. Your mother will kill you.”
The village chief dragged the little stinky fart and refused to let him go out.
The door was pasted with the Evil Warding Talisman given by Ninth Uncle. This Evil Warding Talisman protected every family in the village.
"That's right! Little stinky fart, if you go over now, you'll only cause trouble! At that time, you might even implicate your grandfather and father!”
The village chief's son also pulled the little stinky fart and persuaded.
The words of the village chief and his son made the little stinky fart completely lose his motivation. He cried and missed his mother, but the director's little stinky fart knew that for the sake of his grandfather and father's lives, he had to suppress his emotions, even if he would never see his mother, Wang Cuilian, again.
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"Cui Lian, it's all my fault. Kill me, and I'll go down to accompany you. Please let go of our dad and little fart! Little Smelly Butt is still young. He shouldn't be punished. Our dad is old. Let dad take care of Little Smelly Butt at home and enjoy the happiness of the family.”
Hearing Wang Cuilian's voice, Wang Fugui could no longer control his emotions and cried.
"Pa!"
"Bastard, how can a biological father watch his son die? Cui Lian! Dad is getting old, you should take me away. Little fart needs to be taken care of. Just take into account Little fart's face and the many years of rich and noble husband and wife relationship.”
When the old man heard Wang Fugui's words, he immediately slapped him and shouted to the surroundings.
"All of you have to die. All of you have to come down and accompany me.”
Wang Cuilian's gloomy voice rang out again. Her tone did not allow for discussion at all.
"Bastard, show your true form. With me here, you won't be able to take any of them away.”
Wang Cuilian's words instantly angered Ninth Uncle, who had a strong sense of justice. He immediately sat on a chair and stood up to shout.
Hearing Ninth Uncle's shout, Mao Li also took the Supreme Demon-slaying Sword and prepared for battle. He also used his Yin Yang Eyes to observe Wang Cuilian's location.
"Master, she's at the gate and is walking towards the courtyard.”
After seeing Wang Cuilian, Mao Li warned Ninth Uncle. Then, he raised the Supreme Demon-slaying Demon Slaying Sword and used the Demon-slaying Sword Technique to rush over.
In the range of Mao Li's Yin Yang Eyes, Wang Cuilian's strength could not be hidden, unless her strength had reached the Ghost King Realm.
The Demon Subduing Sword Technique was indeed a high-grade product that was sold for 999 points in the system store. Its exquisite sword technique, strange steps, and surprise.
Wang Cuilian was slashed by Mao Li several times, and her figure was directly exposed.
Ninth Uncle frowned when he saw me.
"Mao Li, don't be careless. The ghost infant hasn't appeared yet.”
Ninth Uncle stared at Wang Cuilian, feeling more and more uneasy.
"Ahhhhhh! You deserve to die. I want you to die."
Mao Li's attack caused Wang Cuilian to completely lose her remaining rationality. The strength of her ghost body also completely erupted.
The powerful ghostly qi directly sent Mao Li flying. Ninth Uncle, who was charging over, was also in a daze.
The main reason why Mao Li was sent flying was because he was too close to Wang Cuilian.
Although Ninth Uncle didn't fly out like Mao Li, he was still struggling.
The power of the ghostly qi brought about a storm with Wang Cuilian as the center.
The storm blew the tiles on the roof of Wang Fugui's house everywhere. The array set up by Ninth Uncle and Mao Li was on the verge of collapse in the storm.
"Not good. Mao Li, quickly use your magic power to block it. This storm is formed by Yin Qi and resentment. Also, Wang Fugui, take care of your father and don't let him walk out of the array formation.”
Ninth Uncle held the peach wood sword and walked towards Wang Cuilian step by step. He wanted to severely injure Wang Cuilian's ghost body with the tactic of injuring 1,000 enemies and 800 himself.
Mao Li climbed up from the ground with difficulty, thinking that he must let this ghost woman taste his power.
I, Mao Li, have never been in such a sorry state since I transmigrated.
Mao Li stood up and stabilized his body and mind. He circulated his mana and bit his finger, the tip of his sword pointing to the sky. His expression was solemn.
"There are three waves of human qi every day. Thunder, thunder, bring me here. Bring justice to the end for me.”
Mao Li chanted the incantation of the Demon Subduing Sword Art to bless the Supreme Demon Subduing Demon Slaying Sword.
After he finished reciting, Mao Li and his sword burst out with a golden light, directly dispersing the Yin Qi around Mao Li.
Mao Li's eyes shot out a divine light, as if he was a four-eyed Taoist priest asking his ancestor to possess him.
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