Fang Xiaoyu took out a cinnabar jade pen and put a little cinnabar red on the forehead of the angry god. He activated his thoughts and murmured: "A little cinnabar, a little red, a little yin becomes a general, accept my seal... accept it!"
While he was talking, he had already taken out the military pot and pulled out the cork.
As the sound of the word "collect" was finished, there was a sudden "bang" sound, and suddenly, the angry spirit turned into blue smoke and got into Fang Xiaoyu's military pot.
This strange scene shocked everyone at the scene.
The people watching screamed one after another.
"Oh my God, it's so scary."
"How could this happen? What kind of mysterious thing is the cup in this man's hand?"
"Is this the legendary magic?"
"This...this is unbelievable. He actually took the angry god away."
Lu Yu and Miyata Shizumi on the side were also stunned by Fang Xiaoyu's technique.
The two of them froze on the spot and stared at each other for more than ten seconds before sighing.
"Fang Xiaoyu, you are so awesome. You turned such an awesome giant into a Barbie doll and even kept it." Lu Yu cheered and clapped his hands, pointing at the other four fighting Yin gods in front, and shouted loudly
He shouted: "It's so fun, hurry up and get those big guys too."
"Oh! God, Fang Xiaoyu, you are incredible." Miyata Shizumi clasped her hands in front of her chest, making a prayer gesture, and shouted softly: "I hope you can win completely this time, otherwise, I...
…I’m completely screwed.”
Previously, the beautiful girl named Gu Ling who had taken off her veil widened her eyes with curiosity, looked at Fang Xiaoyu in front of her, and kept repeating with a smile: "I know, you must be a god. Only gods
, to have such a method...you must be a god."
The scene was filled with exclamations of exclamation.
The faces of Shan Zuo Xiangbei, the leader of the Witchcraft Club, and Hei Dharma Protector were as heavy and ugly as eggplants beaten by frost.
"What kind of magic did this kid cast? How could he beat the Raging God into a baby and then take it back?" Shanzuo Xiangbei turned pale with fright.
After the black guardian frowned and watched for a while, he hurriedly shouted: "No, Hall Master, this kid Fang Xiaoyu must have mastered some kind of black witchcraft. We must find a way to stop this kid. Otherwise, our main hall Yin Shen will
No guarantee!"
"No, we can't let this kid continue to play like this. Quick, take protective measures. Protect the law for me. I will recall all the statues of the main temple to the altar. In addition, quickly prepare the helicopter to evacuate first. Return to Tokyo.
Let’s talk.” Shanzuo Xiangbei was panicked for a while, but quickly calmed down again.
He shouted anxiously, and as he spoke, he kept changing his finger gestures and began to chant incantations, hoping to invite back the Yin gods in front of him and the other four Yin gods in the main palace.
"Yes!" Protector Black responded, and winked at another subordinate, signaling him to prepare a helicopter to escape.
At the same time, he also recited the incantation, and at the same time changed his finger skills, assisting the master of the Witchcraft Society, Shan Zuo Xiang, to recall the Yin gods to the altar.
The remaining witchcraft club disciples and onmyojis also started chanting spells one by one.
"Once you are released, don't even think about escaping. Today, you are all mine. No one of the eight main palace Yin gods can even think about escaping."
Fang Xiaoyu glanced in front of him.
Seeing the remaining four Yin gods, his two Netherworld generals and the remaining twenty-eight earth soldiers, fighting vigorously, there was an extremely excited look in his eyes.
He held the soul torture stick and walked quickly towards the God of Joy in front of him. He planned to capture all the gods of the main temple in front of him.
Seeing this scene, the leader of the Witchcraft Club Shan Zuo Xiangbei shouted nervously: "Quick, stop this kid. No matter what the cost."
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining little Yinshen and dozens of disciples of the Witchcraft Club rushed towards Fang Xiaoyu, blocking his way.
At the same time, a helicopter had already launched on the tarmac. The leader of the Witchcraft Society was facing north, preparing to take the Yin Gods and several core disciples to escape in the plane.
"Damn, this is not taking human lives and ghost lives seriously!" Fang Xiaoyu glanced forward and frowned when he saw so many people and ghosts rushing in front of him.
He knew that this was Shan Zuo Xiangbei's escape card. With his current ability, even if he wanted to kill all the Yinshen and the disciples of the Witchcraft Society in front of him, it would take at least ten or twenty minutes.
By then, people on the left and north of the mountain would have already left.
"Haha! Boy, after you clear these obstacles, I have already returned to Tokyo with the Yinshen of the Lords Palace. When I return to Tokyo, even if you are capable of flying into the sky, I will still have a way to destroy you. Today you have committed a crime
You've made a huge mistake, and even the gods can't save you. The gods you offended have involved too many families. Tokyo will definitely not let you go. You're dead." Yamazuo Xiangbei said proudly.
smiling.
Suddenly seeing him, he took out a jade jar from his bag, and immediately activated his telekinesis, shouting loudly to the four Yin gods of the main palace in front of him: "All Yin gods, please return to your positions quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the four Yin gods turned around, no longer wanted to fight, and walked towards the north on the left side of the mountain.
"Want to take the Yin Shen away?" Fang Xiaoyu glanced at it coldly and shouted: "I, Fang Xiaoyu, never miss the things I like."
"Boy, what's the matter? Do you really want to take away all the Yinshen?" Shanzuo Xiangbei smiled proudly and pushed his nose with his hand and said: "It's a pity that you don't have time anymore. Wait for you, put everything in front of you
These little Yinshen and the disciples of the Witchcraft Society have been cleaned up, and I have already boarded the plane. By then, someone from Tokyo will naturally come to deal with you."
After saying that, he raised his hand and shouted to the black guardian beside him: "Let's go, prepare to evacuate."
"Yes!" Protector Black responded, and then waved proudly to the core disciples beside him, preparing to take them on board the plane.
"Want to leave? No way!" Fang Xiaoyu quickly took out the military pot, flicked the cork, and heard a "bang". Suddenly, a burst of green smoke rose from the military pot, and then another man walked out of the smoke.
The famous Yin God is six meters tall.
It was the angry god of anger who walked out of the dust and smoke.
At this time, his yin energy was overwhelming, and the Dharmakaya statue was even more majestic and domineering than before.
"Stop them, no one can leave."
Fang Xiaoyu shouted at the angry god.
"Hi!" Nu Shen responded respectfully, then walked towards the apron in front with heavy steps.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
After three loud noises, this behemoth was already blocking the door of the cabin, blocking everyone's way.
"Ah... this... how is this possible?" The leader of the Witchcraft Society was so frightened that his face turned to dust, and he involuntarily took two steps back.
Fang Xiaoyu gently shook the soul torture stick in his hand, and said to the Yin gods in front of him: "Next, it's my turn to show off my power. Don't even think about escaping any of the remaining Yin gods. Catch them all!"
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a female voice not far away.
"Don't let this kid break his rules by swinging the bat." (To be continued)