So I became a god

Chapter 33 The Death of Ninth Uncle
"Hahaha, it looks like God wants to take you in. The gossip mirror of heaven and earth is broken, Lin Fengjiao, let me see what else you can use to fight with me."

Shi Jian let out a ferocious laugh, and then swam away with a silver snake all over his body. Thunder roared, and blasted towards Uncle Jiu who was full of disbelief.

"Mr. Fang, what are you doing?" Uncle Jiu asked Zhou Zhoudao while avoiding Shi Jian's thunder attack.

On the weekend, he stood there with a calm expression and did not respond.

Shi Jian became more and more proud and said: "What are you doing? Do you still need to answer? He who knows the current affairs is a hero. Of course, nephew Zhou Zhou has turned his back on the dark and turned to the bright."

"Fang Qiang, you dare to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors." Uncle Jiu shouted angrily.

"Shi Jian is cruel and merciless, and he has entered the way of the devil. You will not end well if you follow him. Are you doing justice to Fourth Eyed Brother?"

There was still no answer on the weekend, like a wooden man.

"Forget it, since you are stubborn and will never repent, then tonight I will get rid of you, a traitor who deceived the master and killed the ancestors and worked for the tiger for the sake of the tiger."

A look of pain flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes, and after dodging a thunderbolt attack, he rushed towards the weekend.

wow wow---

The subordinates behind Weekend immediately raised their spears and aimed at Uncle Jiu.

"Put the gun down." Weekend ordered.

Shi Jian, with sparks and lightning all the way, stood in front of Uncle Jiu with a smile.

"The person who dares to kill this seat in front of this seat? Have you asked this seat?"

boom----

Uncle Jiu was paralyzed and flew back upside down.

"Shi Jian. I'm going to die with you today even if my soul is gone." Uncle Jiu stood up from the ground with difficulty, and said through gritted teeth.

However, Shi Jian didn't take Uncle Jiu's threat to heart: "It's really hard to talk when you are about to die. Without the mirror of Qiankun gossip, what can you do to me?"

"Wanfu array." Uncle Jiu roared.

Suddenly there was a strong wind.

Countless yellow talismans scattered on the ground flew all over the sky under the gust of wind.

"What?" Shi Jian's face changed slightly as he saw the thousands of yellow talismans circling and flying towards him.

"Lightning Lightning Fist!"

Hissing————

The yellow talismans around Shi Jian were crushed by the thunder and lightning, but there were too many yellow talismans, and they surrounded him in an instant.

"Shi Jian, don't you think that the talismans in this room are for resisting those zombies? Wrong, I have prepared all these talismans for several years to deal with you." Uncle Jiu said while spitting blood.

If one person drives tens of thousands of talismans at the same time, even the mana in the Soul Cultivation Realm will be emptied in an instant.The reason why Uncle Nine was still able to support himself was at the expense of his lifespan.

Shi Jian roared sharply: "Lin Fengjiao, you can't kill me."

"Hmph! How will you know if you don't try?" Uncle Jiu replied coldly.

The yellow talismans flying all over the sky became more manic and faster, and then completely submerged Shi Jian's body.

"burst."

boom-----

The Wan Dao Yellow Talisman exploded instantly, and the power it produced was no less than that of a bomb.

The terrifying aftermath set off a billowing air wave, making the dilapidated Yizhuang even more devastated.

Weekend, who had already retreated outside the yard, looked at all this calmly, and his heart was calm.

Uncle Jiu's hair became pale, his body was hunched, and he aged several decades in an instant, and his body had no mana at all.

The thick smoke dissipated, and a huge shallow pit appeared on the ground.

Shi Jian squatted in the shallow pit,

Clothes are ragged, there is no beard or hair, blood and blood.

but,

He did not die.

"Hahaha I said a long time ago that you can't kill me. Cough cough cough" Shi Jian raised his head and looked at Uncle Jiu, laughing wildly.

Uncle Jiu's eyes were dim and his face was gray. He wanted to speak, but no sound could come out of his throat.

His vitality is rapidly passing away, and his life is not long.

"Lin Fengjiao, we have been fighting for the rest of our lives, and in the end I won." Shi Jian said looking at Uncle Jiu with a victorious attitude.

But don't know why,
I obviously won, but I didn't feel any joy in my heart. Instead, there was a burst of sadness and loss.

"No, I am the one who won, and you are all losers." Weekend, who re-entered the room, said lightly.

"What did you say?" Shi Jian yelled as he turned his head and stared at Weekend in disbelief.

Uncle Jiu also cast his dim eyes on Zhou weekend.

"You don't really think that I want to cooperate with you! I'll help you destroy the gossip mirror of Qiankun, and then you help me sit in the position of commander-in-chief. I'm sorry, but I'm really not interested in the power of the mortal world at all." .” Weekend drew out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Shi Jian.

"I can give you whatever you want. If you are not interested in mortal power, I can accept you as a personal disciple, pass on the Tao of Maoshan Gao's longevity to you, and train you to be the next generation head of the Maoshan School."

bang bang bang ————

Over the weekend, Shi Jian was directly aimed at Shi Jian's left chest and fired four times in a row. The specially made spell bullets smashed the golden core in Shi Jian's body into waste.

Shi Jian, the head of the Maoshan faction, has just fallen from a generation of heroes, in the realm of alchemy.

Then on the weekend, he waved to the subordinates outside, and immediately one of them ran in with a barrel of gasoline.

Over the weekend, a fire burned Shi Jian's body to ashes.

As if he was really worried, he took out grapefruit leaves and stuck them on his eyelids on the weekend, and looked around the room carefully.

"You don't need to look around, Shi Jian's soul was already wiped out the moment the golden core was destroyed." Uncle Jiu said weakly as he lay on the ruined wall.

Weekend took off the grapefruit leaves from his eyelids, walked to Uncle Jiu and squatted down, the gun in his hand was not put away.

"You don't have to be so guarded against me. I'm just looking back. But before I die, I want to ask you a word." Uncle Jiu said.

Weekend was silent for a moment: "Master, you can ask."

"I didn't expect you to call me uncle. In fact, I already knew that your city is extremely deep. But I still let the fourth-eyed brother accept you as an apprentice, and even taught you the practice of Taoism. It's not because of your outstanding talent, but because I can see that your nature is not bad, you are not a criminal, cough cough.
That's why I can't figure out why you would do such a deceitful and deviant thing. "Uncle Jiu stared at the weekend question and answer with burning eyes.

"Because of Qiusheng." The weekend finally revealed the reason.

"Qiu Sheng?" Uncle Jiu glanced back at Qiu Sheng who was lying unconscious on the ground, and then asked Zhou Zhou in puzzlement, "What does this have to do with him?"

There was no reply this weekend.

"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, then I won't ask. I just hope that after I die, you can recite the friendship of the same family and let Qiusheng and Wencai live together." Nine Uncle pleaded.

Standing up on the weekend, looking at Uncle Jiu, he said earnestly, "Master, don't worry, I believe that there is no one in this world who wishes Qiusheng to live well and grow up quickly more than me."

Looking at Zhou Zhou's sincere and clean eyes, Uncle Jiu smiled and said, "Master believes in you."

(End of this chapter)