The first rich son-in-law

At this moment, Jiang Beichen couldn't stand it anymore!
boom!
An invisible murderous aura radiated suddenly, directly shattering the glass of the command room.

This breath is extremely powerful, like a god, descending into the world!
Wei Qing couldn't help shivering, "Jiang Beichen, what are you doing! The commander is not allowed to participate in the big competition. This is a foul for you. If you do, you will be automatically regarded as admitting defeat!"

Wei Qing quickly winked at the old woman in the black skirt next to her.

The old woman in the black skirt immediately recited the spell, and at the same time, a black air suddenly rose from the water bowl next to her, and surrounded Jiang Beichen, enveloping him instantly.

Faintly, there was the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

Then, countless skulls emerged from the black air, like evil spirits, and rushed towards Jiang Beichen.

The old woman in the black skirt snorted coldly, "You broke the contract, this is the god's punishment for you! You will fall into the endless abyss forever and feel the pain of the [-]th floor of hell! Hahaha!"

This is the most poisonous spell among shaman witchcraft. If one falls under this spell, even a saint can never escape punishment!

In fact, this old witch is a shaman clan, the patriarch of a certain offshoot tribe, who has completely inherited the curse technique from the ancient lineage.

She believes that as long as the spell occurs, this kid will definitely die!

"The art of curse is causing trouble in the world! It should have been destroyed long ago!"

Jiang Beichen sighed slightly.

Reed!
A divine light suddenly erupted from the body.

Then it turned into a circle of light, lingering behind him.

Countless lotus flowers appeared in the light, and among the lotus flowers, small figures sitting upright appeared one by one.

These villains turned out to be Jiang Beichen's own face, looking extremely solemn, like gods and Buddhas!

"Ah! This, is this the golden body of the Faxiang?"

The old woman was stunned and felt incredible.

She herself is also in the line of cultivation, but she has just stepped into the holy realm and reached the realm of god appearance, that is, she has just condensed the dharma appearance.

However, this person has already cultivated a golden body!
This is unbelievable, after all how old is he?He's only in his 20s, even in Tibet, where Dharma practice is at its peak, you probably can't find a few people like him, right?

The old woman panicked!

He came here after accepting Wei Qing's benefits. Old Mo Wei promised her that he would make her a national teacher in the future, and that he could win the Dongbaishan Dojo for her, promising many benefits!

But at this moment, she doesn't want these benefits anymore, because she knows that this kid can't afford to mess with him!
With a big wave of her hand, it instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke, and she was about to flee the scene.

The corners of Jiang Beichen's mouth curled up coldly, "Can you run away?"

After finishing speaking, Fa Xiangjin stretched out a big hand suddenly, seemingly very slowly, but in fact, he quickly caught up with the old woman and slapped her under his palm!
A very ordinary palm.

But in the old woman's field of vision, she only felt that a huge Wuzhi Mountain was directly on top of her head.

Getting closer!

In the end, I couldn't see anything anymore, I was completely plunged into endless darkness, and my consciousness completely disappeared!
puff!
The black smoke vanished in an instant, and a broken old figure also fell from mid-air, hitting the ground motionless.

Wei Qing's eyes trembled, and his heart was beating non-stop.

He also knew some news about Jiang Beichen in Tibet, so he invited the most famous great wizard in the north to come to help him. He didn't expect to fight so hard, and he didn't even have a chance to escape in front of him!

Weak chicken!