Seeing that his three evil spirits were easily defeated by Uncle Jiu, Master Qian, who was sitting cross-legged on the high platform, changed his expression slightly.
He took a few deep breaths and his eyes became more and more crazy.
"Five thunders are coming!"
Following the low shout from Master Qian, Xu Zhiren beside Russell's face changed, "Not good, quickly get out of the way, this thunder method is very powerful."
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright white flash came rushing over. It was the palm thunder used by Master Qian.
As the saying goes, capture the leader first; shoot the horse first.
Master Qian looked at the three people, Uncle Jiu, Master Xu, and a young man.
Without hesitation, he drew a talisman on the palm of his hand. Then he turned his palm over and lightning jumped on the palm of his hand, whistling towards Russell at the speed of stealing a bell without covering one's ears.
As the old saying goes, you should squeeze the softest persimmon.
What he didn't notice was that Uncle Jiu's expression was particularly strange.
Master Xu also revealed a mysterious smile.
"Show off your skills before an expert!"
Russell, who originally didn't want to intervene, raised his lips and said in a low voice, "Palm Thunder!"
He just raised his hand without any movement, and lightning surged in the palm of his hand, gushing out in an instant and turning into a lightning snake.
The two lightning bolts collided and instantly turned into one, flying towards Master Qian.
"boom!"
An explosion occurred instantly where Master Qian was standing. The platform shattered into pieces, and a large hole appeared out of nowhere, making it much shorter.
Fortunately, Master Qian seemed to have practiced martial arts, and his waist was particularly strong, so he directly performed the waist-horse integration.
He straddled his legs across the big hole and stood very steadily.
It would be nice if there wasn't so much sweat on my face.
Master Qian's face was red at this time. It was unknown whether it was because of the injury he had just received, or because he was angry at being beaten like this by a junior.
After all, he needs luck to use palm thunder, and he needs to draw talismans on his palm before he can use it.
Russell simply turned his hand and instantly used palm thunder, which was extremely powerful.
This gap...
He no longer had any chance of luck at this point, and he suddenly pulled out a doll from his arms with both hands and kept it with him. It was very precious.
Under normal circumstances, he would definitely be reluctant to use it, but now, he no longer has so many concerns.
I saw him madly calling upon his magic power and roaring towards the sky!
"God of Heaven and Earth, Sword Immortal, please lend me a helping hand and help me slay the demons and monsters!"
"not good!"
Master Xu showed a worried look on his face. "This is the sword immortal Lü Dongbin, whom my senior brother has worshipped for many years. Once he is invited down, his strength will be unimaginable."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Master Qian spit out a mouthful of blood. The hair on his body was visibly withering, and he looked increasingly older.
It's obvious that he is fighting for his life!
"This is a matter of life and death. I'm afraid it's even more difficult to imagine."
There are two types of techniques for summoning gods.
One is to invite gods. Those with a good background can directly invite their ancestors to possess them.
Those who have no background in this field usually invite nearby demons and monsters to possess them.
The other method is to invite the gods, using special fragrant soil as props, carving the image of gods on it, and worshipping them every day.
The powerful ones will travel around the world, absorbing the wishes of people from all over the world and use them as offerings.
This method of summoning immortals is undoubtedly very cumbersome, but it is equivalent to the art of hiding the sword. The longer the time, the more incense accumulated, and the more power of the immortals that can be summoned.
Even a little more is the difference between heaven and earth in the mortal world.
No matter how bad a god is, he is still a god, an existence that is difficult for mortals to reach.
Master Qian looked at the doll in front of him that was constantly shining and exuding majesty, and couldn't stop laughing.
But the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly.
It wasn’t the Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin who was on his way on horseback like the Martial Saint Guan Yu, but Uncle Nine.
Uncle Jiu pointed his finger on the doll's forehead, and a bright light appeared, which abruptly blocked the summoning spell.
In an instant, the joy on Master Qian's face disappeared like ashes, even paler than that pretty boy.
At this moment, he felt hopeless. He looked at Uncle Jiu in front of him, who was smiling miserably with his head down. Then, he shook his head violently.
“I lost!”
If you lose, you die!
He fell backwards suddenly, and fell from the high platform in an instant. Gusts of cold wind blew, making him dazed and like a mayfly in the world.
Uncle Jiu hesitated for a second, then instantly let go of the control of the statue doll, leaped up, rushed down, and slapped Master Qian heavily on the chest.
“Bang!”
With a crisp sound, Master Qian's soul instantly left his body, and his flesh fell heavily to the ground, bleeding all over the place. It was a horrible sight.
Uncle Jiu tapped his toes in the air, slowly landed on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, he put the soul into his sleeves.
Master Xu stepped forward and couldn't help but ask in surprise.
"Brother?"
"Junior Brother Qian has made a mistake and broken the rules of Maoshan. He should be punished by Maoshan. I will take him to Maoshan and the head of the sect will make the final decision."
Uncle Jiu explained in a low voice, then raised his head and slowly looked towards the sky.
Russell also walked over slowly, looking at his master's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little amused.
In all likelihood, the master softened his heart again, and couldn't bear to see his fellow disciple in such a state of horrified death, so he found a reason to save his soul.
Bring him back to Maoshan for trial. No matter what crime he is convicted of or what hell he goes to, whether he is a human or an animal in his next life, it is always better than having his soul scattered.
Maoshan is always so protective of its shortcomings.
but.
The corners of Russell's mouth rose slightly. He liked this kind of sect. No one would go to such a sect as the one that was upright and selfless!
After the younger ones are beaten, the older ones come. After the older ones are beaten, the even older ones come. This is the big sect!
If you can't even protect your disciples, what's the point of having a sect? Wouldn't it be better to just be an independent person
"It's troublesome."
Uncle Jiu murmured to himself, and saw a golden light bursting out from the platform, which was particularly bright in the dark night.
He had just taken action to stop the arrival of the sword immortal Lu Dongbin, and now he would probably attract special attention.
The golden light appeared in the air and turned into a spot of light, which instantly sank into Mr. Tan's body.
Mr. Tan was shaking all over as if he had been electrocuted.
But the next moment, his originally bent waist straightened up instantly, his eyes became smart and sharp, and his aura became exceptionally powerful.
"Yin!"
There was a long sound, and everyone in the yard suddenly felt the swords in their hands constantly ringing, as if welcoming something.
It's him!
Sword Immortal, leader of the Eight Immortals, Lu Dongbin!
When Master Xu saw this aura, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Uncle Jiu was not in a hurry. He just took a step forward and bowed.
"Blessings and infinite heavenly master, Lin Fengjiao, a junior from Maoshan, pays homage to Master Lu."
Master Xu was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized that those who were conscious were fine, as they were not wild creatures, nor were they monsters.
There is someone behind this!
"Blessings and infinite heavenly master, Xu Ming, a junior from Maoshan, pays homage to Master Lu."
Then there was another lazy voice.
"Maoshan Russell, pay homage to the heavens... pay homage to Lü Zu!"
Wow, it’s really a god, alive!