I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Jiang Yeming, who was talking with Uncle Jiu, suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and then a cold air appeared in his body, feeling bored and nauseated, and spit out a mouthful of black blood with a puff.But after spitting out the mouthful of black blood, he didn't feel any other discomfort.

Seeing this situation, Uncle Jiu hurriedly checked the pulse, rolled his eyelids, and asked about the situation. After a while of busy work, he said with a heavy face: "This is a bit like the Yin Luosha commonly used by people in the lower Jiuliu of Jiangxi. It usually has a severe heart pulse and vomits blood for seven days. Fortunately, I feel that the ghost power in your body has dissipated. Your physique has actually resisted it."

As Uncle Jiu spoke, he looked at the backs of the two fellow disciples who had gone away, with anger showing on his face, it was obvious that this was their fault.If it weren't for the superior physique of his apprentice, he must have fallen into their way this time.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu's aura was constantly increasing, and he actually gave people a sense of killing.

In this day and age, Taoist sects walking in the rivers and lakes accept an apprentice as their own child. A master must be carefully raised and educated, no different from his parents. After the disciple completes his studies, he must serve the master for the rest of his life.

Uncle Jiu can scold his apprentice, but others can't, let alone try to hurt his apprentice.

Therefore, Uncle Jiu took a step forward and wanted to settle accounts with two scumbag juniors.

A small hand grabbed his clothes, and the little apprentice's voice came out: "Master, did they do it? I can settle my own affairs by myself, as long as the master doesn't blame me."

The super physique of the Saiyan blood saved Jiang Yeming. The plot just now tried to wreak havoc in the body, but he was forced to fight back by the body's reaction. The strong physical fitness turned the ghost power into nothingness. He just spit out black blood and he was fine.

But even so, Jiang Yeming was very angry in his heart. This was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury. He followed Uncle Jiu's gaze and looked back, realizing in his heart that there is no need to respect this kind of fellow martial uncle who meets the requirements and kills him.

"Ye Ming, the opponent has evil spells. I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with those evil spells." Uncle Jiu shook his head. Jiang Yeming, who can fight against iron-clad zombies, is not worried about facing the enemy head-on, but all kinds of insidious spells are hard to guard against.

"It's okay, I have a lot of helpers, master, just watch from the side." Jiang Yeming said, waving to Huang Xiaomao.

Although Uncle Jiu felt baffled, he thought that nothing would happen if he accompanied him all the way, so he stopped talking.

I saw that Jiang Yeming whispered to Huang Xiaomao: "Taking you as my subordinate, your great-grandfather owes me a favor, now it's time to pay it back."

"How do you return favors?" Huang Xiaomao stared at his small eyes, not understanding what he meant.

"Use your great-grandfather's summoning whistle to summon nearby monsters, and then do as I say."

After Jiang Yeming and Huang Xiaomao muttered for a while, the two children parted ways.

In the field of Renjia Town, Huang Xiaomao took out a simple and simple wooden whistle and blew it, the melodious and weird sound wafted in the air.

He kept blowing the whistle, and gradually the wild grass continued to shake, and animals came out one by one.

A tabby cat, a gray rabbit, two wild wolves, a long snake, and a big wild boar.

These animals are surrounded by Huang Xiaomao. Although they are still in the shape of beasts, they are uttering human words.

"Which family's little monster has obtained the form of the elder's demon pill, which is really enviable to the demon." The big wild boar's eyes rolled straight, showing a humanized expression.

"Hurry up and tell me why the summoning whistle is calling us here. When I saw the long snake and the wolf, I wanted to hate them." The gray rabbit stood up, waving its two little claws, looking aggressive.

"Brother Wolf Big Wolf is here, don't be arrogant with the furry rabbit, you are the only fighting rabbit demon in this world." The two gray wolves looked at the gray rabbit with malicious intentions.

The long snake didn't speak, and spit out snake letters, and stared at you coldly with its unique snake-like vertical pupils.

The raccoon cat took out a small pipe from nowhere, skillfully bit a match and lit it, lay on the rock, held the pipe with its cat's claws and smoked.

Huang Xiaomao, who was facing this situation for the first time, panicked a lot, but he kept in mind Jiang Yeming's words and dared not show timidity, and said loudly:

"I am the grandson of the Rootless King of Xuanhuang Cave, Huangmao."

As soon as these words came out, Ci Huamao immediately put away his pipe and sat upright, the big wild boar also became respectful, and the snake demon's soft body coiled on the ground was no longer in attack mode.

Only the gray rabbit and the two wolf demons don't understand.

"What the hell is the rootless king? He doesn't even have any grandsons, hahaha."

The wolf made a joke that he thought was funny, but was hit on the head by a stone. When he looked for the trace, it was the raccoon cat.

"It's really a country wolf. I don't even know the famous local monsters. Let me explain to you." Li Huamao crossed his legs and said: "The Xuanhuang Cave is in the back mountain of Jinyang Town. In the cave lives a 300-year-old weasel spirit. He is the King of Rootless. The reason why he has such a famous title is because he has a set of extremely crazy and brutal root-removing tactics. If your words reach his ears today, the consequences will be disastrous."

In Cihuamao's description, Lang Da seemed to see a crazy and cruel weasel biting around him, the target was focused on the lower body, and he would never stop tearing it to pieces, and couldn't help clamping his two hind legs.

Unexpectedly, the old weasel used to be a famous monster in this area. No wonder it has been able to dominate the prestige of the Great Immortal in Jinyang Town for so many years. It is estimated that the one who offended him either turned into loess, or stayed here without face.

Now it's all right, Huang Xiaomao successfully seized the right to speak by taking advantage of his great-grandfather's reputation, and he began to speak according to Jiang Yeming's words:

"My young master has an order, everyone who comes today must help him, otherwise I will go to your house and fight."

These words, this arrogance, are much more ferocious than the Rootless King, several monsters were startled, Lihuamao made a sound to test:
"Who is your young master? He is so cruel! Even King Wugen dare not say who will be arrested and beaten here."

This time, Huang Xiaomao showed a proud expression on his face, and he preached loudly: "The one who wiped out Huang Sheng's old ghost village and destroyed Niujiao Mountain overnight."

thump thump thump. The raccoon cat straightened up and backed up a few steps,

For a while, rabbits ran, snakes slipped, and wolves ran.The wild boar ran, and the scene was very chaotic.

That person is not only powerful in this area, but also has a close relationship with the Shinto. Now the ghosts are sealed by the Shinto, and they are not allowed to mention what happened that night, but even so, it is still quietly spread among the demon clan.

He can go up the mountain alone and face hundreds of demons and goblins. He can also level the mountain. How can such a character not scare these little monsters out of their wits?

To say that the rootless king is equivalent to a feisty gangster leader in human society, but Jiang Yeming's actions that night really showed what domineering and destruction is.

Now there are rumors in the demon world, this area is less haunted at night, so as not to run into that incarnate demon king, which is just bad luck, but now it is good, people still come to the door.

The little monsters were so chaotic, Huang Xiaomao was amused now, it turns out that the master is so strong, it seems that Grandpa's decision was right.

After a while, the monsters all came back obediently.

It was the representative of the raccoon cat who spoke, standing upright, clasping his fists with both paws, and said with a bitter face: "If it is really that person, how dare we refuse to follow, but how can we little monsters who have not yet transformed themselves help him?"