jdhmnovel Chapter 241: Prince Shuilong? He must die too!
Chapter 241: Prince Shuilong? He must die too!
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"Master, Master, long legs!"
In addition to Fu Meng's greed for money, he also has another attribute: lust.
I also like long legs.
What? Were you the reincarnation of a spider spirit in your previous life?
"Go away and stop hanging out with Shao Jian!"
Yang Lingxiao raised his foot and pushed Fu Meng aside, then glanced at the Dragon Girl with a frown.
To be honest, this dragon girl is at least three to five thousand years old, but her strength is extremely weak. Although she has a dragon body, she cannot even suppress a stone monster that is only half a step away from becoming a Heavenly Master.
But on second thought, it is actually quite useful.
"Life and death are unpredictable ahead. If you follow me, life or death, injury or death, will have nothing to do with me!"
Yang Lingxiao paused slightly, holding a folding fan in his hand and said.
"Heishan, if you have nothing to do, practice the sterilization method more. It doesn't matter if you are not proficient. Just use Fu Meng to try it a few more times, and you will succeed."
"Dog, practice more mystical arts and less looking at your legs. Looking at everything will only make you impotent."
Fu Meng: "...Do you feel a chill down your crotch?"
"I obey your command!"
The dragon girl in the distance quickly responded with a respectful look.
With the protection of a Dragon King, she will no longer have to worry about being slaughtered by someone at any time.
At the same time, in a temple that was extremely large and exquisitely built.
It is more like a palace than a temple.
There are palaces and pavilions everywhere, with carvings of dragons and paintings of phoenixes, and glazed golden tiles, cranes welcoming people, and fairy children holding lamps. Even the ground is paved with white marble slabs.
The surrounding incense was burning brightly, and it continued for a long time even late at night. On the contrary, it was even more prosperous.
In the main palace.
"Brother, please, these are the souls of children who have never been born. They taste very special when eaten."
In the bright lights, a figure in official uniform, with a purple face and evil spirit all over his body, spoke respectfully to a figure in gilded clothes in the distance.
His words were full of flattery.
"people?!"
“They are the first of all living things, but when they are stained by the slightest trace of the earthly aura, they become ants.
Would you eat ants?"
"Stop talking nonsense, it's time to present this year's tribute!" said the man in a gilded dragon robe with contempt.
Wutongshen?
Just a dog!
It's just a bunch of beasts, and beasts are always beasts!
"Natural, natural!"
Wutongshen quickly stood up and waved to the side. The next moment, countless demons and monsters with evil spirits all over their bodies emerged from the outside world.
He held the book in his hand and recited in a low voice.
"Two thousand boys and girls!"
"The Three Mountains of Soul!"
"There are three hundred other mortal women!"
"not enough!"
"Next time, I, Bibotan, will want five thousand young boys and girls!"
"go!"
As the candlelight flickered, the true appearance of the man in the golden robe was revealed. He had dragon horns on his head, dragon scales on his face, and a pair of eyes as fierce as knives.
He swung his golden robe, looking ferocious and terrifying!
Standing in the rear were a group of shrimp soldiers, crab snakes and turtle generals.
“It’s what he deserves, it’s what he deserves!”
Suddenly, a series of slight roars sounded out of nowhere, followed by the sound of thunder and fire.
"Who?!" Wutongshen roared angrily, attracting many land gods, mountain gods and city gods.
"Honor God!"
"Go check and see who dares to bring bad luck to my Wutong Divine Mansion!"
The Five Gods were extremely furious.
He is the overlord of a region, and his background is not inferior to that of the Yin-Yang Demon Realm, yet someone dares to seek trouble with him.
"You don't have to bring it back after you catch it!"
"Use blazing fire to burn his soul for ninety-nine and eighty-one days!"
“Yes, sir!”
Just as many figures were about to stand up and fly away, a bronze halberd suddenly fell from the sky and then stood upright on the open space in front of the palace.
The halberd was unremarkable, but a command flag was hanging on it.
"Shangqing captures souls, only kills but never saves?"
"Shangqing, where did this come from?"
"Boom!"
The sounds of thunder and fire reappeared. When Wutong Shen looked up, he saw that a formation had appeared in the void at some point, and the energy of heavenly thunder was rolling in the formation.
Not only that, behind the Sky Thunder Formation, another formation was rapidly taking shape, covering the pitch-black sky in the blink of an eye.
"Shangqing captures souls, only kills, never saves!"
“Kill but not save!!!”
Waves of dull yet uniform sounds exploded, lingering in the formation for a long time.
"Pretending to be a ghost, where did this bastard come from?"
Wutongshen roared angrily, stirring up a billowing black air.
"Ahem, ahem, Master, this bastard has bad breath!"
"You're still eating dog meat, aren't you afraid of getting canine distemper?"
The black air dissipated, and several figures suddenly appeared in front of the monsters. The first one was Fu Meng, who was covering his nose with his claws, followed by Yang Lingxiao and his companions, as well as the four guardian heavenly masters who were holding the Three Treasures and looked drowsy.
Don't be fooled by the old Taoist's thin appearance. He is actually quite fleshy.
Wutongshen's eyes turned from gloomy to puzzled, and finally he laughed out loud, "Who was it I thought? It turned out to be a group of old and young ox-noses, and the eighty-one concubines that I had reserved!"
"Why, you've lived enough and want to meet your ancestor?"
"Noisy!"
Yang Lingxiao didn't even look at it, and swung out the nine-section magic staff in his hand, and a bolt of lightning struck down.
The dozen or so demons who failed to dodge in time were instantly turned into ashes, and when the cold wind blew, they immediately covered the face of Wutongshen.
"There are also the land gods, mountain gods, and city gods. It just so happens that I am in charge of these things of yours."
"Following the orders of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God!"
"Send you to the afterlife!"
"boom!"
Lightning surged around Yang Lingxiao, and his magic staff transformed into a thunder whip. With just one move, an entire land was blasted to pieces, its brain bursting and its soul shattered.
Holding a whip in his right hand and a Qinggang sword in his left, he raised his hands and attacked, and one so-called earthly immortal after another was beaten and wailed.
"Hey, why bother, why bother?"
"Don't you know that my nephew is known as the Blood Jiao Zi, the Pi Xiu, and the Blood Tai Sui?"
"Grandmaster, may I borrow your divine power!"
"Buzz!"
With divine power entering his body, Taoist Simu swung his sword and pounced forward like a humanoid Gundam.
Fu Meng and Heishan's attacks were even more bloody and brutal. They either attacked from the lower three directions or the upper three directions. For a moment, those monsters and ghosts were so happy that they went crazy.
The dragon girl gritted her teeth, and after looking at the four guardian heavenly masters who were dozing off frequently, she transformed into a dragon and pounced on them. As soon as she rushed out, people and horses were thrown to the ground.
"Prince, it's that bitch who got away!"
Seeing the dragon girl transform into a dragon, several shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were responsible for watching from a distance whispered a report to the man in the golden robe.
"This prince saw it!"
"Bitch, you dare to show up? Die!"
The so-called prince transformed into a white jade water dragon and pounced towards the dragon girl from a distance.
"Another dragon?"
Fu Meng crushed the head of a fox demon, glanced at the air, and then rolled his eyes.
I heard that dragon’s blood is very tonic!
"hold head high!"
"Get back!"
Yang Lingxiao's eyes darkened, and he swung his thunder whip, which then came down heavily on the top of the faucet.
Luck drove his supernatural powers, and in the extremely strange eyes of many shrimp soldiers and crab generals, their prince actually rolled on the ground.
As the Fire Spear came down, Yang Lingxiao's aura rose again.
Dragon King?!
Using young boys and girls as sacrifices, these people deserve to die!
"Go, capture him!"
Countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals rushed forward, and were then chopped into countless pieces by Heishan's halberd.
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