Chapter 17: Please Take action, Sir!

Chapter 17: Please Take action, Sir!

The black qi transformed from the evil spirit, upon seeing the golden light shining upon the City God, felt a hint of fear for a moment.

After all, so many years have passed. The evil spirit has been suppressed in the pool for such a long time that its strength has greatly declined. Moreover, it has not yet recovered, making it even more difficult for it to be a match for the City God.

The City God frowned and shouted, "Where are you going!!"

Dozens of 伥鬼 return to the mouth of the evil spirit, and in an instant run out of that house.

But then the City God's wrist turned, and the incense flame divine whip appeared in his hand.

"Crack!!"

A captivating sound of flagella rang out from the courtyard.

The golden light of incense and fire struck the evil spirit fiercely!

"Ho!!"

The evil spirit let out another shrill scream and fell from mid-air.

The black energy dissipated, transforming into the appearance of a scholar. His face was hideous, with a fierce look in his eyes, and the resentment on his body lingered for a long time.

"Why!!"

The scholar roared, "Why won't you let me go!" What's wrong with me! What did I do wrong!!

The Old City God snorted softly and said, "Song Zhishu, do you know that the wicked will be punished for their evil deeds? In this world, good and evil are judged by justice. That young master of the Gao family is indeed not a son, but it was right for you to turn into an evil spirit and devour his entire family of seventeen?"

Why! ?"

Song Zhishu said savagely, "If people can kill me, then I can't kill others?" What the hell! What I do, why should you interfere?

He shouted angrily and suddenly raised his hand.

A grain of sand emitting golden light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The Old City God frowned. He looked at the grain of sand and suddenly felt something was not quite right.

Song Zhishu suddenly calmed down again. He glanced at the grain of sand in his palm and gave a wry smile, saying, "At the very least, my soul will disperse. That's fine. Then let's be buried together!!"

"Ah!!"

Suddenly, Song Zhishu raised his head and let out a long roar, and a sinister aura emanated from him.

What's going on?

The Old City God suddenly felt something was amiss. Compared to just now, the evil energy on this evil spirit had increased by more than three times.

Which grain of sand is it?

Chen Changsheng, who was sitting outside the dilapidated courtyard, suddenly stood up.

He was particularly shocked when the evil spirit took out that grain of sand.

"Huh?" Wait, this gravel...

Chen Changsheng was somewhat astonished. Wasn't this the grain of sand that he was releasing just before his death?

How did it end up in the hands of this evil spirit?

He was very certain, even certain, that the gravel belonged to him, or rather a part of his body.

Because he could sense that that grain of sand resonated with him.

All the evil spirits were stunned by this scene and froze on the spot.

Such evil energy is no longer something they can deal with.

Not only them, but even the old City God had a solemn expression and felt a bit of pressure.

Song Zhishu looked up to the sky and laughed heartily. His laughter seemed somewhat melancholy, yet also appeared to carry a hint of relief.

"Formation!" The Old City God gave the order.

Yin Chai Parade came to his senses and promptly agreed.

"Receive the imperial edict!"

More than ten negative signals formed another formation.

However, this time, there was no way to deal with that evil spirit at all.

Song Zhiyuan only needed to raise his hand slightly, and the formed grand array would disintegrate in an instant.

"Die, all die. Hahaha..."

Song Zhiyuan's laughter was almost insane. Affected by his resentment, he had long lost most of his consciousness and even couldn't control his own behavior.

The Old City God stepped forward and said coldly, "There is a way in the world. Why seek your own death?"

As he spoke, a golden chain appeared in his hand.

This chain is different from the one I saw just now. It is a manifestation of the merit and virtue of incense and is specifically designed to ward off evil spirits.

"Bundle!"

The Old City God held an imperial edict in his mouth. The chain came out of his hand and wrapped around Song Zhiyuan, quickly tightening.

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but have his eyes light up when he saw this method.

"Is this an edict?"

The so-called imperial edict, on the surface, means to issue orders, but it also implies the effect of following the law.

Song Zhiyuan struggled for a moment, but then immediately activated that grain of sand.

"Give it to me. Break it!"

The gravel collided with the chain of incense.

What the old City God never expected was that the chains formed by the incense and merit would shatter like thin paper at the slightest touch in front of that "grain of sand".

The old City God's expression changed immediately, and the broken chains brought about a backlash.

He snorted and covered his chest, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The Old City God opened his eyes wide and said, "This gravel!" Where did you get it from!

Song Zhishu clearly didn't expect such a situation either and was slightly astonished.

This grain of sand is probably even more severe than he had imagined.

"God has helped me. Truly God has helped me."

Song Zhishu burst into laughter and said, "With this grain of sand in hand, I'll see how you can rival me!"

"Yin Chai obeyed the order, formed an array of ten thousand locks, locked in his Yin energy, and trapped his ghost body!"

"Honor the imperial decree!"

Hong Sancai charged ahead, grabbed the ghostly messenger's chain and quickly joined forces.

A large net covered the dilapidated small courtyard.

The chain exuded a chill that made the spirits tremble with fear, but to Song Zhishu at present, it was like a tickling itch.

Chen Changsheng couldn't help smacking his lips when he saw this scene.

He felt that he couldn't stay any longer. It seemed that the Old City God's chances of winning were not very high.

He never expected to be swallowed by this evil spirit at that time.

"Incense and golden body, now!"

The old City God poked out his two fingers, and behind him, a golden statue of incense and fire was revealed.

"Maogong, the City God of Qiuyue Archway, wishes to slay evil and dispel evil spirits. He requests the divine sword of heaven and earth to descend upon him and slay this evil spirit." "

"Heaven and Earth Magic Sword, now!"

Having said that, a golden light descended from the sky.

A magic sword appeared in the old City God's hand. It exuded the power of celestial might, which was extraordinary.

This sword comes from the Heavenly Dao.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhishu quickly pulled out sand and gravel to stand in front of him.

"Slash!!"

The City God brandished his magic sword and slashed it down with one strike.

The sword qi, carrying the laws of heaven and earth and the power of merit and incense, directly slashed at Song Zhishu's ghostly body.

Song Zhishu immediately felt a divine might descend upon him.

However, this streak of sword energy was blocked by that grain of sand.

The grains of sand actually formed a counterbalance with that sword of heavenly might.

Song Zhishu struggled and held on to him with the help of that grain of sand.

What on earth is this grain of sand that even the heavens and the earth can't do anything about? '

The Old City God was astonished in his heart. After coming to his senses, he said, "Song Zhishu, do you know your mistake!"

"I'm not at fault!"

Song Zhishu gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone in the Gao family deserves to die!" I'm not at fault! Even heaven and earth cannot slay me!

"Ah!!"

The might of the magic sword filtered through the "grains of sand" and fell upon Song Zhishu. He let out a mournful cry, and the place illuminated by the golden light also made a "sizzling" sound.

Song Zhishu clearly underestimated the power of this magic sword.

His expression was solemn and he began to consider.

If the stalemate persists, it will surely be oneself who dies.

Only run!!

Get out of here!

Song Zhi Shu roared, stirred up all the Yin qi, opened his mouth and spat out all 伥鬼, all charged towards the City God.

The Old City God hurriedly stepped in to block.

However, in just a moment's respite, Song Zhishu turned into a mass of black gas and was about to flee.

"Evil spirits, don't go!"

The Old City God knows that he cannot let this evil spirit escape, but now there are many evil spirits and dozens of 伥鬼 blocking, he cannot stop.

He hurriedly shouted, "Sir, please step in and stop this bastard!"

(End of this chapter)