Uncle Jiu: I am Shi Shaojian, and I have the highest level of thunder magic at the beginning.

"We can't go on like this. Ah Jian won't be able to hold on for long!"

Uncle Jiu is worried. Huiyuan Pill is indeed an excellent product for restoring mana, but if it is used too much at one time, the dormant pill poison will also cause a great burden on Shi Shaojian's future.

The ghost king, who is an amateur, was frightened by Shi Shaojian, but Uncle Jiu, the master of alchemy, would not.

Uncle Jiu evaluated the current specific situation. The ghost king frightened by Shi Shaojian would react quickly. By then, it was still unknown how long Shi Shaojian could hold on.

And Mr. Feng Shui was trying his best to distract Uncle Jiu's energy, and he couldn't spare any time for a while.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai couldn't help in this level of battle.

"It seems that it's time!"

Take out a token from his arms, and Uncle Jiu pinched his fingers to make a seal and hit it on the token.

"I am Lin Jiu, and now I will start the call. Brothers and sisters near Renjia Town, please rush to Yizhuang for support!"

The token in Uncle Jiu's hand has a name, Maoshan Order.

It was given by Maoshan Tianshi before Jiushu came down the mountain to Renjia Town to take charge of Yizhuang.

This token can directly communicate with all the disciples on the Maoshan list. Generally, this means of communication is not allowed unless there is a major incident.

And now, it is a critical moment.

After sending the message, Jiushu can only wait. Wait for the fellow disciples near Renjia Town to come to support.

Even if there are only one or two fellow disciples, the current dilemma of Yizhuang can be solved.

According to Jiushu's calculations, Shi Shaojian can at least hold out for several days with the help of Yizhuang's own defense.

In addition, he has no problem stabilizing the situation here, which is enough to hold out until support arrives.

"Master, are you asking for help from the sect?"

Qiu Sheng and Wencai were struggling to resist the pressure from the rising momentum of Ghost King and others outside Yizhuang. Suddenly, they heard Jiushu's voice and their talkativeness came back.

"Stupid, Master is asking for help! What help? We haven't lost yet!"

Qiu Sheng glared at Wen Cai, especially when he saw that Uncle Jiu's face seemed to become darker because of Wen Cai's words, he scolded Wen Cai with confidence.

"Oh, help!"

"The token that Master just took out is the summons, right?"

"Now we should be able to see the other uncles in Maoshan besides Uncle Simu!"

Wen Cai was used to being scolded, and didn't care at all. His attention quickly shifted to Uncle Jiu's summons.

After hearing Wen Cai's words, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but be distracted.

"I wonder if other uncles will be like Uncle Simu?"

"No way!"

When they thought that other uncles in Maoshan also liked to pinch people's cheeks like Taoist Simu, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai couldn't help but feel a little painful on their faces.

No one paid attention to the two.

Neither Uncle Jiu nor Shi Shaojian could spare a hand at this time.

The ghost king, who realized that he was deceived, was furious. He ignored the casualties of the ghosts behind him and cut into Shi Shaojian's side with the thunder talisman.

The ghost king's intention was obvious. He wanted to rely on his own cultivation that was much higher than Shi Shaojian to crush Shi Shaojian directly.

"Six Dings and Six Jias, Five Thunder Gods, protect my true body!"

"Lightning Thunder Fist, Thunder Rolls!"

Facing the ghost king's aggressiveness, Shi Shao recited the spell with determination, forming a thick layer of armor on his body to protect his body.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong golden light suddenly emerged from his body, accompanied by a dazzling electric current.

In just a moment, Shi Shaojian turned into a golden-armored god.

The thunder moved with the fist, and Shi Shaojian rushed forward. Taking advantage of the ghost king's unstable position, the iron fist carrying the power of heaven instantly hit him in the face.

Bang!

The ghost king flew in response and retreated dozens of meters.

"A mere little magician actually hurt me..."

"Good, very good!"

The ghost king laughed in anger.

Being hit by a little magician whom he never took seriously and being injured, the ghost king couldn't believe it, and anger naturally rose in his heart.

But it's not the ghost king's fault for being careless. Unlike launching talismans to attack, Shi Shaojian was just a trigger before, and the main attack was those painted talismans.

Based on the ghost king's previous experience, the Yin Qi barrier of his ghost king's true body can completely invalidate the attack of the magician realm.

Who would have thought that there would be a magician like Shi Shaojian who perfectly mastered the close-range thunder method in the world, and he suffered a loss.

"Maoshan little ghost, you have completely angered me!"

"Soul Devourer!"

Being repelled by a junior is a huge shame for the ghost king.

The Ghost King's sanity was completely burned out, and he directly activated his original power as a Ghost King.Can have supernatural powers.

Devour hundreds of ghosts and achieve yourself!

Ghosts can enhance their cultivation by devouring each other, but generally, those who aspire to become the Supreme Ghost Emperor will not use this method.

Because although devouring the same kind can promote, the more ghosts it devours, the less pure its essence is, and the lower the chance of becoming a Ghost Emperor.

The Ghost King of Renjia Town has been practicing hard for a thousand years and never devoured ghosts to practice, just for the final gamble.

Now the Ghost King can't bear it anymore. He opened his mouth and sucked hard. Thousands of evil spirits and fierce ghosts behind him instantly shrank and fell into his mouth.

Aoaoao!

The Ghost King let out a shrill roar, and the originally ferocious and tall ghost body suddenly began to expand violently.

Soon it reached about ten meters.

"This... this..."

Qiu Sheng and Wencai hid at the door of the hall, peeping through the crack of the door and staring at the Ghost King who had changed so much. For a while, they couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

Shi Shaojian, who was facing the Ghost King, had a very solemn expression on his face. The Five Emperors Demon-Slaying Copper Coin Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and even the Green Emperor Wooden Emperor Cauldron was enlarged and covered his head.

"Imperial decree!"

"Thunder is coming!"

In extreme danger, Shi Shaojian's attention was unprecedentedly focused. He used the Five Emperors Demon-Slaying Copper Coin Sword as a pen and drew the Heavenly Thunder Talisman in mid-air.

What Shi Shaojian did not notice was that as he drew the talisman, the aura that had reached the limit of the mage began to slowly transform and strengthen.

"What is this kid holding in his hand? I actually feel threatened by it?"

Even as the king of ghosts, he felt a little afraid of the fierce momentum of the top-grade magic weapon.

But feeling the fear in his heart, the Ghost King became even more angry.

"Go to hell!"

The nearly one and a half meter long big foot fell fiercely at Shi Shaojian.

Uncle Jiu saw this scene and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Why hasn't the other side responded yet?!"

"Half a day has passed, why is there no movement at all?

"Did something happen?"

Uncle Jiu didn't expect all his fellow disciples to come and help. After all, every disciple who graduated from Maoshan had responsibilities to shoulder, so it was normal for them to be unable to spare time.