I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"kill!"

Without any verbal communication, as Kimura standing on a mountain raised his katana and a loud note popped out of his mouth, hundreds of undead warriors rushed forward to kill him.

Qin Yao reached out and took out the magic spirit bead, summoning the red and white legions to block the black torrent.

The torrent of red, white, and black colors collided together instantly. The sounds of weapons, strange music, angry roars, and tragic sounds of fighting were all intertwined with countless sounds to compose a story called war. movement.

"Puff puff……"

Qin Yao held the long and narrow God-Beheading Sword in both hands, and with an unstoppable attitude, he cut his way through the black torrent, stepping on the void, and stepped step by step to the top of the mountain where Kimura was located.

"Why do you have to be our enemy?" Kimura pulled out his saber and roared in a low voice.

"Because you are a Japanese." Qin Yao said, holding the sword in one hand and rushing towards the opponent.

"kill!"

Kimura clenched the saber with both hands, raised the handle to the right side of his face, and rushed towards Qin Yao with a roar.

"boom."

The two of them staggered and the two swords collided.

A trace of horror flashed in Kimura's eyes as he held up the saber. He saw that half of the long-blade saber in his hand was missing and the fracture was smooth.

And on the ground behind him, half of the blade happened to be inserted.

"That sword in your hand..." Kimura threw away half of the saber and turned to look at the long sword in Qin Yao's hand, his eyes gradually becoming fiery.

"Fuso's famous sword can kill gods." Qin Yao turned the wrist holding the sword and said indifferently: "My trophy."

Kimura raised his arms, and the handle of the katana gradually appeared in the palms of his hands, and then the snow-white blade: "Later, it will become my trophy."

"Uh-huh."

Qin Yao's body turned into an afterimage, and he instantly came to the top of Kimura's head. His long sword was like lightning, and he slashed down at extremely fast speed.

"boom!"

Kimura subconsciously raised his sword to block, but the two swords in his hands were broken instantly. If he hadn't dodged quickly enough, his head would not have escaped the bad luck.

"ah!!!"

Kimura raised his two swords against the gray sky, and two thick whirlpools of spiritual energy suddenly spun down from the sky and landed on the two swords. The missing half of the sword instantly returned to normal, and even the two swords were imbued with auras of light.

Qin Yao's feet hit the ground, his body flew up like a cannonball, and his long knife slashed towards Kimura's neck with a terrifying sound of airflow.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Kimura's double swords are like dancing butterflies. They are so beautiful that the whole body's defense is watertight. However, within ten blows, the double swords will be broken. When the blade broke, a huge flaw appeared in the perfect-level defense. Every time, he narrowly escaped death, and the scars on his body became more and more serious!

A good weapon can play a decisive role when their strengths are almost the same. Even more than a hundred years ago, the entire spiritual world judged heroes based on the strength of their magic weapons...

"Those who are facing a battle should march forward in formation!"

One after another, Kimura didn't dare to wait any longer. With a loud shout, his body suddenly transformed into dozens of bodies, all of which walked through the air and slashed towards Qin Yao.

"Mr. Qin, let me help you."

At this time, Zhang Ling, who was wielding a dagger, was surrounded by ghost warriors and threw the shining dagger at Kimura's figure in mid-air.

"Chi."

The dagger easily penetrated a Kimura, but it didn't seem to have any impact on it.

It even pulled down five figures and pounced on her viciously!

"You try it with the golden hammer."

Qin Yao put away the God-killing Sword, clasped his hands together, and summoned the phantom of Arhat. He waved the huge golden fist according to his will, and knocked away the two Kimura figures who were approaching him dozens of meters with one punch.

Zhang Ling quickly pulled out the lotus hammer tied behind his back, and used all his strength to hit the figure rushing toward him.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

With one hammer blow, the five figures were like a row of balloons punctured by flying needles, and they all shattered in the blink of an eye.

The power of a hammer is so terrifying!

"Zhang Ling, continue!"

After seeing the power of the lotus hammer, Qin Yao's heart moved. He controlled the Arhat's golden body, changed the hammer to a grasp, grabbed Kimura's figure and threw it towards Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling jumped up, swung his arms, and hit Kimura that Qin Yao threw over with a hammer, popping it like a balloon.

"idiot!"

Kimura was shocked and angry, and dozens of figures rushed towards Zhang Ling, trying to take back the Lotus Hammer.

"Uncle." Qin Yao teleported to Zhang Ling's side and used his golden Arhat body to fight dozens of figures alone. Any figure caught by him was thrown to Zhang Ling to be crushed.

"Those who are facing a battle should march forward in formation!"

After a long time, Qin and Yao were about to destroy Mucun, but one of them suddenly jumped out of the battlefield and cast a spell again.

Qin Yao's eyes were filled with golden light, and he stared at Kimura who was casting the spell. I saw that in the dark, there was a will in the space that controlled the spiritual energy in the ghost, and copied "incarnations" of it.

"Source of power..."

Qin Yao suddenly realized it and said that such a perverted clone technique could not exist in the world. Each clone had the same strength as the main body.

"Aling, I'll block him while you find the source of Guixi's power and crush it with a golden hammer!"

Zhang Ling nodded, backed away quickly, tried his best to use the magic power in his body, and propped up a vertical light in the center of his forehead, like an eye, scanning the world.

After a long time, the vertical light in the center of her forehead was aimed at a white pool. Inside the pool, a dark stone was beating like a heart.

"Found it, it's in that pool!"

Qin Yao turned his head and glanced at the pool that looked like lime water. He had the impression that in the original work, this should be a corpse-turning pool. Whether human corpses or ghost corpses, all of them would turn into nothingness when poured into it.

"There is something wrong with the water in the pool. Don't touch it... Xiao Wenjun, go help and drain the water."

The figure with long hair and shawl emerged from the ground, changed places, and arrived at the edge of the gray pond in an instant.

"ah!"

Xiao Wenjun raised his arms, raised his head and screamed. Endless ghost energy rushed out of his body, forming a violent tornado that slowly moved above the pool water.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

Countless gray-white pool water was sucked up by the tornado and thrown far away. The water level in the pool dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the pool was completely drained. Zhang Ling jumped into the empty pool. When her shoes came into contact with the wet rocks, bursts of white smoke came out. She was shocked and quickly attached her magic power to the soles of her feet.

"Chi, chi."

Taking two long steps to reach the black stone, Zhang Ling raised the sole of his foot and saw that the entire sole had been burned through. If it weren't for the protection of magic, he didn't know how injured his foot would be.

"call."

With a gentle breath, Zhang Ling bent down, rounded the lotus hammer in his hand, and smashed it hard against the beating black stone.

"boom."

The hammer hit the black stone, and a thunderous explosion suddenly sounded in the ghostly space. Countless small cracks instantly appeared on the smooth stone.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Zhang Ling kept swinging and dropping the hammer, and the black stone gradually stopped beating, with deep marks all over it.

"Bang."

When the thirty-seventh hammer suddenly fell, the black stone suddenly fell into pieces, countless cracks began to appear in the sky and the ground, and the world was in turmoil.

"Xiao Wenjun, take Zhang Ling and leave quickly." Qin Yao shouted loudly.

"Swish swish."

Xiao Wenjun's black hair danced wildly, and he quickly tied Zhang Ling's waist, pulled her out of the empty pool, and led her towards the light door in mid-air.

Qin Yao fought and retreated, blocking the almost crazy ghost warriors for them, and escorted them through the light gate.

"He destroyed everything for us, and he must die here today." The remaining three Kimura bodies roared into the sky, suddenly turned into three streams of light, and rushed towards Qin Yao.

Qin Yao controlled the Arhat's golden body and pushed out the huge Arhat's golden palm.

"boom."

A Kimura's body exploded in the golden palm, and the powerful force instantly tore the golden palm and half of his arm apart.

"boom."

The second Kimura's body exploded on Arhat's chest, creating a huge transparent hole.

"boom."

The third Kimura's body self-destructed on Arhat's head, blowing his head to pieces and dissipating his true energy.

Qin Yao was like a sap, his body suspended in mid-air trembled, and he fell uncontrollably downwards.

"Whizzing……"

At the critical moment, two figures, one red and one white, rushed out from below, each took one of Qin Yao's arms and led him to escape from this crumbling world.

"boom!"

Just after they flew out of the mirror, within three seconds, the world inside the mirror completely collapsed, and all the ghost warriors and evil ghosts turned into nothingness.

"It's so exciting."

With the support of wedding clothes and mourning clothes, Qin Yao gasped for air and said with lingering fear.

It was almost impossible for him to come out!

Who knows if the system can protect him from space annihilation.

"Mr. Qin, thank you for saving my life." At this time, Zhang Ling, who was also heartbroken, came to Qin Yao and bowed deeply.

Qin Yao waved his hand: "We are comrades-in-arms. You save me and I save you. It is a matter of course. There is no need to be so polite."

"As long as everything is safe..." Uncle Jiu said with emotion, "You scared me so much."

He didn't dare to think about what he would do if something happened to Qin Yao and what would happen.

"it's okay no problem."

Qin Yao exhaled a breath of turbid air and felt that he was not so dizzy. He took his arms out from the chest of the red and white twins and said sincerely: "Wedding clothes, mourning clothes, thank you for the hard work."

"It's not hard." Mangyi said calmly.

"We just did what we should do." Wedding Yi smiled.

Qin Yao smiled and took out the magic spirit bead: "Go back and have a good rest."

Shuangsha nodded, then turned into two rays of light, and suddenly got into the magic bead.

"It's strange that something that would bring bad luck to ordinary people if they get a little bit of it turned into a lucky star for you. It's really strange." Uncle Jiu clicked his tongue in surprise when he witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

Qin Yao: "Maybe they are not as evil as me, so they can't defeat me."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling's eyes trembled slightly...

Aside from the fact that he didn't like himself, the two of them were almost a match made in heaven.

"Then you must control yourself and never fall into the devil's path." Uncle Jiu laughed and said, "Otherwise, it may be a catastrophe for the entire cultivation world."

Qin Yao shrugged and looked around: "Two Feng Shui masters, the ghost is gone and the formation is broken. Why is the Yin Qi in the building still so heavy?"

"Because it takes a process for the Yin Qi to dissipate." Zhang Ling said: "Unless the building manager is willing to do what I said before, it will take at least six or seven years for the Yin Qi to completely dissipate."

Qin Yao: "Can the broken formation eye be repaired again?"

"It can't be repaired." Uncle Jiu said flatly: "Just like a broken mirror that cannot be reunited, once the eye of the formation is broken, the Yin Gathering Formation is considered useless."

Qin Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's alright. In the future, the yin energy will become less and less. At most, it will be haunted. It will not be as dangerous as this time..."

Zhang Ling looked at him without blinking and said quietly: "Mr. Qin, there are five more cities."

Qin Yao: "..."

"Ahem."

After a while, Uncle Jiu coughed dryly and said, "Qin Yao, is there anything else? If not, I will go back to Yizhuang first."

"No, no, we can handle the next thing." Qin Yao responded quickly.

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly and hesitated for a moment. After all, he didn't say anything about his master. He inserted the mahogany sword into the scabbard behind him and floated away.

"Mr. Qin, your master is really a master!" Looking at his leaving figure, Zhang Ling couldn't help but sigh.

"You have to say this in front of him." Qin Yao said.

Zhang Ling was startled and asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Because he likes to hear it."

Zhang Ling: "..."

How could such a master be so superficial? ? ?

"It's time to take stock of the harvest..." Qin Yao didn't explain to her what good face means and what arrogance means. He turned over his hand and took out the white jade official seal and called up the recent details.

Kill the old ghost in the grave and gain forty-four Yin Virtue points.

Kill Master Lichen and gain 398 Yin Virtue points.

Kill the ghost king Kimura and gain 455 points of Yin De.

Behead...

Behead...

…

Qin Yao glanced at the names of countless ghost warriors, and when he saw the bottom, he saw clearly written on it:

Total: two thousand two hundred and thirty-seven points.

The total balance of Yin De is: two thousand four hundred and forty-five points.

"I'm so excited." Qin Yao touched his chin and said softly.

Zhang Ling: "???"

What's going on?

It’s very strange that such a sentence comes out of nowhere!

"There are still five cities, at least five hidden stakes. If a hidden stake costs two thousand yuan, then after a round of work, you can almost be promoted." Qin Yao thought about it and murmured to himself: "So, when the time comes, should I promote myself or my master? What should I do if I want both divine authority and filial piety?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ling roughly understood something, and a strong feeling of envy suddenly emerged in his heart.

Because of some unbearable past events, she left Longhu Mountain and the ancestral home established by her ancestors.

Without Tianshi Dao's full help, even though she was extremely talented and unique among her fellow disciples of Tianshi Dao, she would not have the opportunity to be promoted to an official!

You can't be appointed an official, you can't be a god, no matter how much virtue you accumulate, you can't cash it out in this life. You can only use it at the end of this life. The biggest use should be to choose a better background for the next life...

It's okay if there is no comparison. After this comparison, the extreme sense of gap is really unbearable!