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Ding Xiaoyi didn't dare to be careless, he had already heard it from the conversation between Jia Baosan and Zhen Beifeng with the help of his big eyes.

This strange sheep is called Jiuxi.It is definitely a beast-level existence, but it failed to compete with the so-called holy master in Kaiyuan Holy Land for the position of God, and was knocked out of many spiritual intelligences, and became the watchdog of Kaiyuan Holy Land.

But even if he is a loser, this guy is almost like a god, and his strength is even stronger than Jia Baosan.

I saw his figure retreating rapidly, and at the same time, surrounding mountains rose from the ground.

In his psychic space, the five elements are his subjects, and he can spend as much as he likes.

However, before all the rising peaks protruded from the ground, they were smashed to pieces by the huge force.

The terrifying impact is even more likely to tear apart the void.

"boom!"

The psychic energy space is closely related to the user, and the entire Wuxing Mountain was shattered. The corner of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth turned red, and blood had already overflowed from the crown.

"Roar!!!"

Although 猼訑 is in the shape of a sheep, its roar is more like that of a lion.

Roaring, surrounded by black light, he charged like a huge mountain, with a pair of horns soaring into the sky, majestic spiritual energy mixed with a divine power, trying to tear this spiritual energy space to shreds.

"Hahahaha, how can you bear the wrath of a demigod with a dragon-level psychic energy space? You are really looking for a dead end!"

Jia Baosan laughed loudly from behind.

But at this moment, Ding Xiaoyi called out the Huntian silk with both hands, and after waving it, he saw the long silk like a rainbow, thousands of wordless stone tablets, falling through the sky.

Although these steles are wordless, there is a layer of glistening light on the ancient steles, as if running through the long river of history, recording countless mysterious scriptures.

No words are worth a million words, and no words are worth a million chapters.

Extremely domineering, it hit the strange sheep like a torrential rain.

"Boom rumble..."

In the beginning, Jiu Xi was able to block it, but was soon surprised to find that his psychic power was actually suppressed by the mysterious power on the stone tablet.

For a moment, only the strands of divine power on the tail were not suppressed, but these powers were too little.

It was not enough for it to resist, and it screamed again and again after being smashed for a while, and ran around in a panic.

Jia Baosan looked at the wordless stone tablet falling like a torrential rain, and almost popped his eyes: "What kind of ability is this?"

Not to mention Jia Baosan, the rest of the people were shocked by the terrifying scene in front of them.

When he launched his big move, it took a lot of effort to muster his whole body's strength to burst out, paying attention to one fatal blow and precise strike.

This guy launched a big move, which is simply a general bombing without money. He doesn't care whether there is any deviation or accidental bombing, and he directly covers it with firepower.

This gap...is a bit big!

Jia Bao's third-class talents can only be stunned for a while.

"Boom rumble..."

After waves of bombardment, the entire land was smashed into huge potholes.

Fortunately, this place was sealed by Ding Xiaoyi's psychic energy space, otherwise, the aftermath of this covering blow alone would be enough to turn this ruined city into a flat ground.

As for Jiu Xi, she was beaten miserably, three tails were broken, the horns on her head were all smashed, and the eyes on her back were stunned, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen.

Lying on the ground is already dying.

"waste!!"

Seeing that Jiuxi had become like this, Jia Bao stomped his feet angrily and cursed, but he knew it in his heart, it was no wonder Fengxi.

This beast originally had nine tails, but one was broken by the Holy Master, and most of its mind was wiped out.

Although he has the body of a demigod, his muddled mind can only be stronger than those well-trained domestic dogs, and he cannot exert the full power of a demigod-level powerhouse at all.

But even so, Jia Baosan couldn't let Ding Xiaoyi fight any longer.

Jiu Xi was kept in captivity in the Holy Land not only because he was used as a guard dog, but also because he needed to ingest his blood and refine it into a unique beast god elixir to provide to the proud ones in the Holy Land.

So it's okay to beat the disabled and useless, but the only thing that can't be beaten to death.

Thinking of this, Jia Baosan was very anxious, and was about to turn around to stop Li Chuanhai from threatening Ding Xiaoyi.

"boom!"

There was a sudden gunshot, and everyone couldn't help looking back, but Zhen Beifeng appeared in front of everyone at some point, holding a pistol made of pure gold in his hand, pointing at Li Chuanhai in midair.

"Ding Xiaoyi, if you don't stop, I'll destroy this old thing first!!"

As if he was afraid that Ding Xiaoyi could not hear him, he pulled the trigger with his finger, and with two deafening gunshots, a pair of bloody holes appeared on Liu Chuanhai's thigh.

Seeing that Zhen Beifeng had become so proactive, Jia Baosan finally showed some relief on his face.

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi really stopped, looked at the bloody hole on Li Chuanhai's body, clenched his fists tightly, and rattled.

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Chapter 5 Ninety: Don't Talk About Wude Ding Xiaoyi

"Zhen Beifeng, how dare you!" Looking at the bloody hole in Mr. Li's thigh, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were bloodshot immediately, and he scolded angrily.

"Why don't you dare, you killed many people in my Zhen family, and today I want you to pay in blood."

Zhen Beifeng looked desperate, walked to the motor, and pulled down the winch.

"Jingle Bell"

Seeing that the iron chains on both sides were slowly lowered, Zhen Beifeng walked behind Li Chuanhai, reached out and grabbed the old guy's hair, and lifted his face so that Ding Xiaoyi could see it more clearly.

At the same time, he pressed the cold muzzle of the gun against Li Chuanhai's forehead, and measured Jia Bao three times: "Old Jia, kill him, as long as he dares to fight back, I will send this old bastard to heaven with one bullet today!"

"Zhen Beifeng, you traitor, will you be punished by the union in the future if you don't shoot!" Ding Xiaoyi asked sharply.

"That will have to wait until you survive!"

Suddenly a large black flag appeared in Jia Baosan's hand, and strange-shaped spells were engraved on the large black chess piece.

"That's..." He had seen many enchantments, but he had never seen the enchantment texture of this spell.

At this time, the factory area was surrounded by five large white flags, which seemed to echo the black flag in Jia Baosan's hands.

Suddenly, the dark wind turned sharply, blowing up sand and rocks, turning Xu Wang in front of him into billowing haze.

Ding Xiaoyi had no expression on his face, but his heart became more and more tense.

"Ding Xiaoyi!!"

Jia Baosan let out a long howl, and jumped up, suddenly the boundless wind wrapped around his feet, turning him into a giant skeleton horse.

Jia Baosan, who was wielding the big flag, waved the big flag in his hand, and the big flag caught the waved place in the wind, ghosts were crying and gods were howling, and the black wind was howling. Everything in this place was unreal.

Countless black bases emerged in the dark wind, all wearing armor and eliminating weapons with their hands.

It looks like those battle-tested Yin soldiers on the underworld, which is very frightening.

The dense numbers surrounded him layer by layer.

"These one hundred thousand evil spirits are the Night Walking Formation of Hundred Ghosts. If you can die under it, you will die without any regrets."

Jia Baosan roared sharply, and ten ghost generals on horseback appeared behind him, each of them was as strong as a dragon.

These ghost generals are the conquerors that their Holy Master has fought on the battlefield and killed all these years.

Ingest their souls into the ghost flags, and the puppets made of stones are fierce, and there are indeed as many as ten puppets.

Today, even Jia Baosan himself felt that if it was him, he would surely die if he fell into the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Formation.

"Wait a minute!" At this time, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Jia Baosan, who was about to charge on his horse.

"Huh?" Jia Baosan pulled the horse into the rein and looked at him in confusion.

At this critical juncture, Ding Xiaoyi not only did not call out the five elements clock, but took off his clothes, and took out a set of loose clothes from where he did not know.

"Sorry, should I change my clothes first? It doesn't look fair."

Ding Xiaoyi scratched his head in embarrassment.

After all, I have been in office for so long, and this is the first time I want to use my power as a yin official? Of course, I have to be fair, at least I have to wear official robes.

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The clothes are made of black and bright silk sewn with stone? The wide cuffs are embroidered with golden cloud pattern piping.

On the left shoulder hangs a sign that reads Raised Coffin

On the right shoulder hangs another sign? It says Long will

White cranes are embroidered on the chest,

The most important thing is that the button and the back of this dress are imprinted with a big bronzing word "Shou".

"you"

Jia Baosan looked at Ding Xiaoyi's new clothes, with a face full of disbelief? He didn't recover until a moment later, raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha!!"

Not only was he laughing, but even the five people holding the ghost flag to control the formation couldn't help laughing.

Jia Baosan almost choked on his own smear and coughed again and again. Ding Xiaoyi who pointed at him laughed loudly: "Put yourself a shroud before you die? Are young people nowadays so far-sighted??"

"shroud??"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at Jia Baosan in confusion, not understanding why Jia Baosan was smiling so happily. Could it be that his official uniform was too gorgeous? ?

Seeing Jia Baosan still clutching his stomach and laughing foolishly, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes gradually became indifferent, and a big square seal appeared on his palm: "Chang!"

The moment the voice fell, the big seal suddenly flew up, and the lion on the seal opened its mouth wide in Banwang.

At this moment, infinite gram light bloomed on the great seal, turning into tens of thousands of black chains, weaving into a terrifying array, smashing everything.

In an instant, countless evil spirits turned into ashes under the black locks and were swallowed by the lion.

The top ten ghost generals standing among the many fierce ghosts screamed and wanted to break free. At this time, the iron chain was pulled down, and the ghost generals who beat them almost lost their souls.

General Zhonglang's authority in Netherworld is not at all in the huge Netherworld.

But if it comes to reality, it will be different today. There is an imperial decree from the emperor to arrest evil spirits, and the authority bestowed by the emperor at this time.

Holding authority, equal to the gods.

Otherwise, relying on Ding Xiaoyi's strength, asking him to capture hundreds of thousands of evil spirits back would be like eating people's dreams.

The iron chain across the river is like a net of heaven and earth.

The Hundred Ghost Night Formation, which is said to be composed of one hundred thousand evil spirits, was swept away by the wind and clouds in an instant.

Just now he was still laughing out loud, and when he was about to doubt, Ding Xiaoyi turned his back on Jia Baosan, who laughed himself to death, was completely dumbfounded.

"Gudong!" With a sound, he sat down on the ground, only to realize that he didn't even have the mount he had just summoned.

"what happened??"

Jia Baosan looked at Ding Xiaoyi with sluggish eyes, and his voice almost screamed, "Where are my one hundred thousand evil ghosts and ten handsome ghosts?"

Guo Guo took a look at the Hundred Ghosts Night Banner in his hand, good guy, the banner that was originally full of yin and qi has suddenly turned into a common spirit at this moment.

Not to mention an evil ghost inside, there is not even a ghost base left for him today.

Immediately, Jia Baosan felt a pain in his chest, and he almost vomited blood from anger. This is the god's pipe that the Holy Master spent countless years and killed many enemies, and it was destroyed in this way? ?

How can I represent myself to the Holy Master?

In addition to being furious, he felt even more horrified. He didn't know how Ding Xiaoyi did it, but he was obviously only in the middle of the dragon class, so how could he have such terrifying strength? ?

Ding Xiaoyi, whose mood was completely opposite to Jia Baosan's at the moment, took a look at the big seal in his hand, and his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

Hundreds of thousands of evil spirits were captured, which is a solid achievement.

Thinking of this, he looked curiously at Jia Bao and asked three times: "Senior Jia, do you have any more? The quality is almost the same and the price is not high. Come on, it's a little little to make a profit of [-] at the end of the year."

"Bastard!!!" Jia Baosan became even more furious when he heard the words, looking at Ding Xiaoyi who was full of anger, he trembled with anger, stomped his feet and cursed loudly.

After finishing speaking, he yelled: "Zhen Beifeng, what are you still doing in a daze, do it!!"

Ding Xiaoyi destroyed his flag of the Hundred Ghosts at Night, and Jia Baosan wanted him to experience the feeling of losing relatives and friends.

However, after the words were finished, there was still no movement, Jia Baosan couldn't help but look back.

It was only then that it was discovered that neither Li Chuanhai nor Zhenbeifeng had any foundation, and there were only two melted iron chains left on the ground.