Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"shut up!"

"What kind of thing are you? There is only one bale of waste. How dare you disrespect Yang Shi!"

"Yang Xianshi can't handle it, can you?"

Many disciples of Mao Shanzong were so angry that they spurred Jiang Tian.

"Huh! The old man got the true biography of Maoshanzong at the age of ten. He opened his eyes at the age of 28. Feng Shui is a good place to dispel evil spirits. Xuanmen's magic is all-perfect. I caught the evil spirits of Li Chao from Hong Kong Island. I've fought, I've leveled the plague in Zhongzhou, what's a horrible ghost? "

After hearing that, Yang Guochang seemed to be greatly insulted, full of anger, and sneered: "Today, I ’ll kill a pair of ghosts, and I will kill a pair! I'll show you this arrogant kid's bag waste What is a true master! "

Yang Guochang cursed a few words, no longer talked about Jiang Tian, ​​put the pot on the coffee table, put out a finger with both hands, and said something in his mouth.

"Too old Laojun is in a hurry like a law! Forgiveness!"

Yang Guochang suddenly stomped his feet and exhaled, as if a thunder blast sounded in the flat ground, shocking everyone present.

"Make it for me!"

His face was flushed, and he drank violently, pointed at the black clay pot, and waved a light on the clay pot.

I saw the earthen jar buzzing and trembling.

Suddenly, Fu Zhi on the earthen pot emits red light, condensing into a virtual shadow like a substance, covering the whole earthen pot.

As soon as this sign was glowing, the entire hall became hot, as if the air conditioning had failed, and everyone was exposed to the sun.

"This, this! This is also amazing!"

The rich and powerful men present were all stunned, staring intently at the clay pot.

"A magic weapon! This is a true magic weapon!"

Mr. Zhazhi kept rubbing his hands, showing the enthusiasm of envy, as if the demon saw a stubborn beauty.

"This is probably the mountain treasure of Maoshan Zongzhen.

The Feng Shui Master Qi also worshipped endlessly, with an envious expression: "The details of the Maoshan Sect are not something you and I can imagine. Once these magical instruments come out, what kind of evil spirits cannot escape!

As Yang Guochang cast his spells, the pot began to refine the little ghost, and screams screamed from the pot immediately.

The earthen jar was shaking more and more fiercely, and the little ghost was struggling in it, making people creepy, and many rich people were shaking.

Gradually, the screams of the imps became weaker and quieter, and eventually no sound was heard.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this little ghost is going to be refined!

However, Tang Wannian wiped his forehead with cold sweat and smiled relievedly: "Hey, this little ghost has hurt me for so many years, and it is finally over!"

"Oh, Mr. Jiang, I wonder what you think of my ability to catch ghosts?" Yang Guochang glanced at Jiang Tian proudly and asked.

"Oh, make up!"

Jiang Tian was comforting the frightened Zhao Xueqing, and when he asked questions, he responded casually.

Jiang Tian has traveled for thousands of years in extraterrestrial space. I haven't seen any kind of immortal, magical power, formation, and almost all the knowledge of the immortal world.

A simple and rude ghost-gathering technique, which can get Jiang Tian's evaluation, has already told him face.

"what?"

"Okay!"

Everyone thought that Jiang Tianshi would tout Yang Guochang, but when he heard such a cold evaluation, he couldn't believe it, and thought that he had hallucinations.

"Hum, ignorant child, do you understand?"

Zheng Guangsha snorted coldly, disdainfully said: "Also, you have a poor understanding, how can you understand Master Yang's power!"

Yang Guochang showed his skills in Maoshan, catching ghosts and restraining souls, eliminating disasters, and in his mouth turned out to be "still okay." What ignorance!

"Is he superficial?"

Yang Guochang smiled sarcastically, and said, "Even if I was ignorant, I should see that I had caught this little ghost, and I should also know how my magic works!"

The sense of ridicule on his face became stronger, sneer: "He is clearly blind!"

"Dare to be so disrespectful to Master Yang. If it were my place, I would have kicked him out already!" Said a sneer.

"Yeah! Master Yang is an immortal master of the Tongxuan Realm. It's okay, haven't you practiced the Tao?" Feng Shui master Qi pointed at Jiang Tian with a disdain and yelled.

Zheng Guangsha looked at Tang Wannian. Yin and Yang said weirdly: "For ten thousand years, if you are not good enough, I will let my bodyguards do it!"

"Mr. Zheng, absolutely, they are all friends, friends." Tang Wannian smiled wryly, and he didn't wait to see Jiang Tian at this moment.

Although it is said that Jiang Tianshen was full of gods, swallowed the soul, condensed Qi into fists and killed Fu Biao in volley, and also beheaded the white ape, but that was all a legend.

But Yang Guochang's mighty power, he could see clearly.

"Well, before I am Jiang Taichu, what kind of thing do you think you say?

Jiang Tian's face remained unchanged, and he spoke coldly.

It's okay to say that your soul-fixing technique is already giving you face. If you tell the truth, that's not shit.

The immortal Emperor of the Precious Times swept the stars in the past, admiring thousands of mighty powers, saints, and **** kings, but at this moment he was said to be "ignorant child" by several ordinary people!

If it weren't for Xue Qing, Jiang Tian's temper would have killed them.

"Huh, the frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know anything about him."

Seeing Tang Wannian's reliance on Jiang Tian, ​​Yang Guochang was angry, but he looked like an expert.

"Well, Master Yang is really good! Such a common man, you have always been disrespectful to you, and you have no concerns!"

Many rich people and masters of the arts all gave Yang Guochang's remarks with enthusiasm.

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blows up somehow, flying sand and stones, blowing the glutinous rice flour on the ground.

The crystal chandeliers flickered and flickered frequently, and finally turned into darkness. The temperature in the hall plummeted, seemingly sinking into a few cold days.

auzw.com "I'm going, why is there a power outage!"

In the darkness where no fingers were reached, the rich and powerful men screamed again, one by one in the bottom of their hearts, panic-stricken.

In the darkness, everyone felt as if they had a pair of vicious eyes staring at the crowd, and that feeling was really scalping.

"Zhu Jun is not afraid!"

Yang Guochang shook his hand, and a night pearl appeared on the palm of his hand, which illuminated the entire hall.

Poppy!

The crystal chandeliers gradually lighted up, but everyone took a breath of air.

Because Tang Wannian has a woman beside her.

This is a very beautiful woman, wearing a cheongsam with white flowers on a blue background and long hair with a shawl.

Her face is so soft and beautiful, and her beautiful eyes are like a calm deep pond.

However, her body was dark and lingering, and all the green plants in the hall withered, and the flowers were withered, making her scalp tingling.

"Shi Ya was you!"

However, Tang Wannian was already scared, and the sieve bran generally shivered violently, and the cold sweat rushed out, all of a sudden, his whole body was soaked, as if it was removed from the water.

At this moment, everyone suddenly wanted to understand what was normal, and rushed outside frantically.

However, they have not rushed to the door yet.

Just listen! A few bangs.

All the doors and windows were closed automatically. Even if some big men worked hard to feed, they could not open the door.

"How? Tang Wannian, are you unhappy to see your old lover? Am I ugly and disgusting you?" Shi Ya said suddenly, looking at Tang Wannian with affection.

Her voice was very soft, but, it sounded inexplicable, and she felt chills all over her.

Rao is a big brother, and Tang Wannian was scared to death, and his nose and tears came down together, pitifully: "Yang Xianshi"

"Haha, you are a bit rude, but today, when you met this master, it is time for you to transcend the heaven!"

Yang Guochang said in a cold voice.

He opened the black clay pot, pointed at the mouth of Shiya, muttered something in his mouth, and started to do it again.

"You dare to hurt this child, you **** it!"

Shi Ya looked calm and stared at Yang Guochang coldly and said, "Now you dare to make trouble, this seat will drain your soul and flesh, so that you will never be born again!" Raised her right hand, pinched in the void.

Ga! Soon.

Mao Zhizong Zhen Shan Zhi Bao's ghost ghost refining tank collapsed instantly, and the child ghost jumped out again.

"what?!"

Yang Guochang was so pale and frightened that his eyes were wide open, showing a look of fear and incredibleness, and he stepped back subconsciously.

This imprisoned ghost refining pot has been passed down for hundreds of years. I don't know how many fierce ghosts have been refined, powerful, and indestructible, but at this time they were crushed by the fierce ghost.

"Master, I'll help you!"

A Maoshan disciple gave a finger and stabbed toward Shi Yaji with a peach sword.

"Waste! Just do what you do, and dare to make trouble in front of you!"

Shi Yaqiao's face frosted, and she snorted coldly, and her delicate hand waved gently.

A force of Peiran Moyu swept across all directions, with a click, the peach sword was broken.

The disciple flew out like a rag doll, crashing against the wall with a bang, spitting blood, his head crooked, and he died.

"Demon evil!" Another disciple, holding a pole to draw soul Bai Bai toward Shi Ya.

However, all of a sudden, he saw a thrilling picture, stunned on the spot.

"No! This is impossible!"

Son killed by car, wife stole love, mother killed by wife and adulterer

These pictures are wonderful, and the marquee lights flash in front of them.

"Fake, impossible!"

The disciple dropped the soul-inducing Baimao, cried with a headache, his eyes gradually became dull, and mournfully muttered, "I want to kill them! Kill them!"

As soon as Shi Ya took the shot, she smashed the black clay pot between her fingers and beat Maoshan disciples to death. This method frightened Yang Guochang.

‘She is the most resentful ghost I ’ve ever seen, and she ’s absorbed a lot of souls and has more mana. Even if my father is here, I ’m afraid I ca n’t hold her back! ’

At this point, Yang Guochang's legs trembled, his face was ashamed, his eyes were gradually despairing, and he finally fell to his knees and begged hard:

"I do n’t know the heights and heights of the trail, offend Shi Ya Daxian.

"Shi Ya, let it go!" At this moment, Jiang Tian stood up slowly, sighed and said.

"Jiangtian, you"

Zhao Xueqing tried to catch Jiang Tian, ​​but was left empty, her eyes widened and her face pale.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing a long figure, Yang Guochang walked towards Shiya from his side, and he could not help but stare round.

"Get rid of her!" Jiang Tian said lightly as he walked over.

"You're crazy!" Zheng Guangsha screamed.

This kind of fierce ghost is so powerful that even Yang Xianshi can't help it. What can you do?

"I've waited for her for too long!"

Jiang Tian smiled lightly, facing the monstrous fierce gas, strode towards Shi Ya striding forward.