"Seven Stars* Kill the Devil!"
Russell looked at the monster expressionlessly. Although he didn't recognize it, he thought it was still quite powerful as it could withstand the siege of both him and his master.
Is it possible that for some reason I am immune to Taoism
If I can't use Taoism, I will use swordsmanship. If swordsmanship doesn't work, I will drive a Gundam. If I can't drive a Gundam, I will use Feng Shui. If Feng Shui doesn't work, I will call for help!
Looking at the monster trapped by his master's ink line, Russell swung the Seven Star Sword in his hand violently.
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and a sharp sword energy rushed out, turning into a brilliant white light in mid-air, and struck directly at the monster.
This time, the monster was not as relaxed as the previous two times. Its face was hideous and it kept making terrible screams.
The next moment.
The monster stopped making any sound and stood there stupidly, with tiny cracks appearing all over its body.
"Crack!"
The crack grew bigger and bigger, like broken glass. The originally invulnerable monster shattered instantly. Countless white lights spread out from it, directly splitting it into pieces.
The fragments turned into thick black mist, filling the air and drifting away with the wind.
If you don’t enter the cycle of reincarnation, your soul will be scattered!
Faintly, one could see painful and numb faces appearing one after another, and then disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Master, what is this?"
"Monster, he was specially refined by someone and can resist Taoism!"
"Who is it?"
Uncle Jiu remained silent, his eyes fixed on the place where the monster disappeared.
He suddenly turned his head and shouted towards the darkness not far away.
"Bold!"
The red line of the ink fountain shuttled through and went to the darkness in time. With a jingle sound, a figure was pulled out from the darkness.
It was actually the little zombie.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow turned around and ran away, jumping on the roof and heading into the distance.
Russell spread his wings and instantly rushed towards the fleeing black shadow.
This dark shadow must be the mastermind behind tonight’s events!
I deliberately chose this day, New Year's Eve, when people were tired and sleepy, to take action.
He made a feint to the east and attacked in the west, using monsters to attack Uncle Nine and Russell, and took the opportunity to kidnap the little zombie.
Fortunately, Uncle Jiu reacted quickly, otherwise he would have succeeded.
Seeing Russell chasing after him, Uncle Jiu felt a little nervous. If it was that person, a head-on fight wouldn't be a big deal.
I’m afraid that someone has set a trap, made a shady move, or set up a formation in advance, which would be bad!
Uncle Jiu took the little zombie in his backhand, placed it in front of Simu, and was about to chase it, but was stopped by Simu.
"Brother!"
Simu stood still, "Try to save his life. After all, we are brothers."
He looked gloomy, but in fact, he knew who was behind it from the beginning.
That is the eldest senior brother of Maoshan, Shi Jian!
The old monk Ikkyu met him on his way back. According to the itinerary, he had arrived at the charity cemetery a month ago.
But it has been more than a month, and even after the New Year, he still hasn't come.
Simu immediately understood that Senior Brother Shi Jian's visit might have bad intentions.
The purpose is also very obvious, which is to test Lin Jiu to see if he has the intention to compete for the position of the leader of Maoshan.
He knew Uncle Jiu very well. Uncle Jiu would never think of becoming the head of the sect. But now that Shi Jian had taken action, everything became uncertain.
Especially after Russell became a geomancer, Uncle Jiu broke through to the third level of geomancer. With the master and disciple joining forces, Shi Jian had no chance of winning.
Unless, unless I intervene myself.
But when he thought of the monster just now, his eyes dimmed. He really couldn't understand how the eldest brother who cared for them so much when they were young could become like this
Is the position of the head of Maoshan, which Lin Jiu disdained, really that important
Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and turned to look at Qiu Sheng with an indifferent expression, "If he hadn't attacked my apprentice, I might have missed the friendship between our brothers, but now!"
When he thought about how Qiu Sheng almost lost his life just now, his tone became particularly firm.
"No way!!"
Simu didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only sigh and said, "Go ahead. When the elders of Maoshan hold you accountable, I will testify for you."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, dragged the little zombie back into the house.
Relatives quarreled with each other, and fellow disciples fought with each other. This was a huge blow to him as an orphan.
Is the position of the head sect really that important, Big Brother?!
You used to be an upright person, how come you changed, you changed!!!
...
On a dark night, in the brightly lit Jiuquan Town, a dark shadow kept shuttling across the rooftops. The figure was extremely agile and instantly disappeared into the jungle outside Jiuquan Town.
A figure came rushing over and threw a fierce punch with such ferocious momentum that a large area of forest collapsed in an instant.
Sand and rocks were flying, the ground was rolling, it was so brutal.
Under the moonlight, the silver hair all over his body looked particularly dazzling and shining, like a silver god of war!
It’s the silver-armored corpse!
The fleeing black shadow was still using Taoism to try to stop the silver-armored corpse, but layer after layer of obstacles were directly smashed through by the steel-like punch and pierced through in an instant.
The black shadow screamed violently and spat out a lot of blood towards the sky. More blood continued to flow out of his chest.
"No!"
"call!"
The wind whistled past, and the figures of Russell and Uncle Jiu instantly fell beside the black shadow.
Russell waved his right hand, and a ball of lightning jumped in his palm, instantly illuminating the black shadow.
"Well, who is this?"
Uncle Jiu frowned as he looked at the unfamiliar man. This man was extremely young and was not what he had imagined his senior brother to be.
Although we haven't seen each other for many years, we grew up together, so how different could they be
Why does it feel vaguely familiar
Russell, who was standing by, saw the man's appearance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly understood.
He knew this man. He was the apprentice of Maoshan's eldest senior brother Shi Jian, or to be more precise, his son, Shi Shaojian.
Because Maoshan has a clear rule that if you want to become the head of the sect, you must not marry, let alone have a son.
So Shi Shaojian changed from a son to a disciple.
As if to make up for this relationship and to make up for his guilt, Shi Jian was particularly indulgent towards Shi Shaojian.
Even though they knew that Shi Shaojian was using evil methods to harm people, they still turned a blind eye and let him go.
No wonder, no wonder!
Russell remembered that Uncle Simu and his master were playing charades just now, and it turned out that they were talking about Shi Jian!
Did he know his talent and want to take action in advance to prevent future trouble
Russell looked up and around. It was a pitch-black jungle. There was no other person in sight, and no traps.
Where are the people
"Master, are you still chasing?"
Although Shi Shaojian was hit through the heart by the silver-armored corpse's punch, he did not feel the breath of the soul.
His soul left his body and ran away.
The decision to pursue or not to pursue is entirely up to Uncle Jiu.
After all, this was his fellow apprentice since childhood. If he didn't kill Uncle Jiu...
But to Russell's surprise, Uncle Nine waved his sleeves and spoke directly.
"Chase!"
This decisive attitude made Russell stunned on the spot, and he even looked at Uncle Jiu several times.
With such decisiveness and appearance, is he still his master
Could it be that he drank too much and hasn’t sobered up yet
Uncle Jiu seemed to understand his surprise and said calmly.
"Master, although I have a good temper, I will never tolerate anyone bullying my apprentice! Even if the apprentice is useless!"
Once a teacher, always a father. As long as you don’t do evil, even if you are not a good person, you are still my, Lin Jiu’s, apprentice.
No one can move!