When the old man surnamed Xu saw that the zombie he had refined was destroyed by Old Man Xiao, the fire of ignorance suddenly ignited in his heart.

When Old Man Xiao came next to him and initiated a provocation, he finally couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly stood up and said angrily: "I am a disciple of the Tantric Sect of the Northern Sect of Maoshan. You, a disciple of your Southern Sect of the Tantric Sect, have no right to deal with me."

Old Man Xiao was stunned: "I don't care whether you belong to the Southern or Northern sect, and I don't care whether you are a disciple of the Sutra or the Esoteric sect. In short, you use forbidden techniques to kill people and raise corpses. I must clean up the family today and do justice for heaven.

I believe Uncle Jiang from the Northern School will not blame me."

"What? You actually know him?" Old Man Xu looked at Old Man Xiao with no doubt, his eyes kept looking over him.

"To tell you the truth, when I was traveling down the mountain, Master Jiang personally summoned me and told me that one of his disciples named Xu secretly practiced forbidden arts and escaped from Maoshan. He told me not to show mercy when I meet you in the future." Old Man Xiao said sternly.

Old Man Xu shook his head blankly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. The Southern and Northern factions of Maoshan have been at odds with each other for hundreds of years. They are incompatible with each other. It is absolutely impossible for my master to do this."

Old Man Xiao sneered: "Maoshan's southern sect and northern sect have been at odds with each other for hundreds of years, and we are incompatible with each other. But we have the same thing in common, it's just that our positions are different. And you use forbidden magic to kill innocent creatures, it's not just us.

The enemy of Maoshan is also the enemy of all monks in the world."

After speaking, Old Man Xiao took out a small black token from his arms and threw it to Old Man Xu: "Do you know this?"

Old Man Xu stretched out his hand to take the black token and looked at it, his face suddenly turned pale: "Xuan...Xuantie Ling? It's actually my master's master's token, the Xuantie Ling?"

Old Man Xiao nodded: "It seems that you still know it. Now that the Black Iron Ring and the Black Iron Order are in my hands, who among the disciples of Maoshan's southern and northern sects dares to disobey me?"

Old Man Xu sighed: "Master, why are you so partial? You must give the northern sect's leader's token to a southern sect disciple."

Old Man Xiao took the Black Iron Order from his hand and stuffed it back into his pocket and looked at him coldly: "It's better than passing it on to you, a sinner who has done all kinds of harm to the world and has no conscience. Come on! Let's do it!"

Old Man Xu looked at Old Man Xiao and asked, "Let me ask you, how is my master doing now?"

Old Man Xiao shook his head: "Uncle Jiang has been incarcerated for nearly thirty years, and now the Maoshan Southern Sect and the Northern Sect have merged."

Old man Xu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Dongfang, and said softly: "Master,

I am an unfilial disciple who failed to see Master off for the final journey. I hope Master will forgive me."

After finishing speaking, he stood in front of Old Man Xiao again, and his aura was much stronger than before. He sneered: "Come on! Let's do it! See if you have the ability to clean up the house."

Old Man Xiao turned around and shouted to the ghost doctor: "Brother, today is an internal matter of our Maoshan Sect. Please step aside."

The ghost doctor nodded, then walked to the stairs and stood against the wall, his eyes paying close attention to the changes in the place.

Old Man Xu reached out and took out a handful of purple talismans from his pocket and sprinkled them on the ground, then quickly took steps.

Soon, the ground changed. A faint layer of mist appeared on the ground, and countless translucent arms stretched out from the ground and grabbed Old Man Xiao.

"Hundred ghosts and mist spirits?" Old Man Xiao said in surprise when he saw this scene.

"Are you quite knowledgeable? That's right, this is the Hundred Ghosts and Mist Spirits method after I modified it. You should know how powerful it is." Old Man Xu looked at Old Man Xiao with disdain.

There were beads of sweat the size of soybeans on Old Man Xiao's forehead, because he knew the power of Baigui Wuling Dharma and had seen it before.

That time, several of Old Man Xiao's senior brothers were killed in the formation. If he hadn't invited the Zhenwu Patriarch to take over, Old Man Xiao would not have been able to escape.

I didn't expect to encounter this Hundred Ghosts and Mist Spirits Dafa here again today. It seems that today is really unlucky.

The ghost doctor reminded outside: "Brother Xiao, it shouldn't be difficult to break the Hundred Ghosts and Mist Spirits. All you need to do is eliminate the ghost hands inside the magic circle."

Old Man Xiao gave a bitter smile: "There are tens of thousands of ghost hands in this magic circle. How can they be eliminated in a short time? Moreover, if you are caught by ghost hands, even your soul will be damaged."

The ghost doctor said worriedly: "Then do you want me to come in and accompany you to slay the demons together?"

"What did you just say?" Old Xiao turned to look at the ghost doctor.

The ghost doctor looked at Old Man Xiao at a loss: "I said I would come in to accompany you!"

Old Man Xiao waved his hand: "It's not this sentence, it's the latter sentence."

The ghost doctor swallowed: "I told you I would come in and slay demons with you!"

"Hahahaha! Fortunately, you reminded me. I have an idea." Old Xiao laughed happily.

The ghost doctor looked at him confused, and Old Man Xu also looked at him confused.

Old Man Xiao quickly used Gang Qi to draw shining golden spells in the air around him, and then pressed them hard on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the gang energy turned into a golden knife and slashed at the ghost hand swinging on the ground. The chopped ghost hand directly turned into a pool of black pus and blood, exuding a fishy and unpleasant smell.

When Old Man Xiao saw that there were too many ghost hands on the ground, he formed an ancient and mysterious talisman with his hands and smashed it to the ground. Then, streaks of lightning rang out in the formation.

Old Man Xu, who was holding the battle, looked at Old Man Xiao in shock, as if he didn't seem to believe that the old Taoist priest in front of him had easily cracked his secret skill - the Hundred Ghosts and Mist Spirits.

After Old Man Xiao broke the Hundred Ghosts and Mist Spirits in one go, he looked at Old Man Xu with a smile: "Nie Zhan, your Hundred Ghosts and Mist Spirits have been broken, why don't you die?"

"Impossible, this is simply impossible? No one can break my Hundred Ghosts and Mist Spirits." Old Man Xu's breathing became hurried, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. It seemed that Old Man Xiao had broken his magic circle, and he

Already suffered backlash.

"Nie Zhan, have you ever heard of the Tiangang Demon Slayer Array?" Old Man Xiao tilted his head and looked at the frantic Old Man Xu.

"What? This is the legendary Tiangang Demon Slayer Array? Wasn't it already lost in the Qin Dynasty? How could you do it?" Old Man Xu covered his chest and looked at Old Man Xiao doubtfully.

"Have you ever heard of the Zhanshan Sect?" Old Man Xiao took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Travelers from the South?" Old Man Xu said in surprise after spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"Yes." Mr. Xiao nodded.

After vomiting several more mouthfuls of blood, Old Man Xu finally fell to the ground helplessly.

"You use forbidden arts to harm people, and the world has no place for you. Today, my disciple from Maoshan, Xiao Sanshan, will do justice for heaven and clean up the family." After speaking, Old Man Xiao struck Old Man Xu's Heavenly Spirit Cap with his palm.

Poor old man Xu relied on his knowledge of Maoshan forbidden arts to take other people's souls to extend his life, but in the end he became a dead soul under the hands of old man Xiao.

Old man Xiao said a few words on the walkie-talkie, and several forensic doctors in white coats came upstairs.

The ghost doctor took out a silver needle from his arms and inserted it into the mud ball palace of old man Xu's body, and then ordered the forensic doctors to send the body to be cremated quickly, otherwise it would be easy for him to undergo transformation.
Chapter completed!