It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

As soon as Song Tang appeared, Mrs. Shao knew that she had met an opponent, not to mention that the other party easily destroyed her talisman formation.

The only person in the world who can compete with her in the art of talismans is that immortal old man from the Maoshan Sect!

"What is your relationship with Mr. Lou?" Old Mrs. Shao looked at Song Tang with her watery eyes.

Facing this face that was obviously not Mrs. Shao's own, Song Tang felt an indescribable sense of weirdness and disgust.

I don’t know how she did it, pressing someone else’s face against her own.

Using someone else's face and being able to make expressions so freely, it is likely that it was peeled directly off the victim's face when he was still alive.

The owner of this face is probably no longer alive.

No wonder Shao Wei dared to use ninety-nine boys and girls to forge swords. He must have learned it from this old woman.

"Where does this expression of yours come from?" Song Tang looked at Mrs. Shao with a cold face.

The heavy aura of injustice on Old Lady Shao's body completely covered her. She was responsible for at least hundreds of lives. How many people died in unknown corners?

How could he still live in this world after harming so many people? It would be fine if ordinary people didn't know, but could it be that Xuanmen didn't know either?

Song Tang began to doubt Xuanmen again. What is the current situation of Xuanmen?

Not to mention the bunch of good-for-nothings in the Jiangcheng Taoist Association, the Guo brothers she met last time seemed to have some Taoist skills, but compared to the people she had met before, they were just beginners.

Moreover, they have a very bad attitude towards ordinary people. In the past, Xuanmen has always taken it as its mission to uphold justice in the world. It doesn't matter how good their attitude is towards ordinary people, at least when there is danger, they always put protecting ordinary people first.

From the time Song Tang started using Taoist magic for live broadcasts to everything she has encountered till now, everything seems to be telling her a truth.

Not only has the Xuanmen sect declined greatly, but even its original intention is gone.

She couldn't help but think of the young man named Zhang, the one who shouted to eliminate demons and save the people. She felt disappointed, and even her expectations for the Xuanmen event were reduced.

Finding that Song Tang seemed to be in a daze, how could Mrs. Shao miss this opportunity?

She held dozens of needles between her fingers, and only vaguely saw a few flashes of white light before the needles were already in front of Song Tang's eyes.

The Mountain God Seal took the initiative to block in front of her, and a protective shield rose up. All the needles seemed to hit a solid wall without causing any ripples.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Shao felt more and more threatened.

She had mastered all of her Taoist skills, but she had failed once in the early days when she had not yet accomplished her goal.

Ever since that fortuitous encounter in the ancient tomb of a senior, he has hardly encountered any rivals since.

No one knew the details of this person better than she did, so she was even more certain that this person must not be Song Tang! Who could suddenly possess such a profound Taoist skill overnight?

Moreover, the power of each of the opponent's talismans is much stronger than the current talismans!

This is clearly the ancient Taoist technique that has long been lost in the legend!

She had seen it in an ancient book, and the author also clearly stated that it would take at least several hundred years of practice to achieve great success in Taoism. Most importantly, the orthodox ancient Taoist sects would lose their heritage over time because they would go down the mountain to uphold justice during every war.

In addition, now that the spiritual energy is exhausted, it is difficult to make any progress in practicing orthodox Taoist techniques.

It was also for this reason that Mrs. Shao decisively turned to practicing the Taoist technique created by her predecessor - using humans as tools and directly using human flesh and blood as objects of practice.

Sure enough, within ten years, she had made some progress in her Taoist skills, including her witchcraft and life-changing skills, which were all learned from that ancient book.

Now, a person who uses orthodox ancient Taoist techniques suddenly appears, and he is so young, Song Tang. Old Mrs. Shao suspects that he has had the same adventure as herself!

Take the magic weapon that Song Tang just used for example. A magic weapon that can provide self-protection is something that only exists in legends.

Even the foundation-building ancestors who went to the battlefield at that time were not there, so where did Song Tang come from? He must have come from the tomb!

If Song Tang could be captured, wouldn't it be possible to obtain the authentic ancient Taoist inheritance and the offensive and defensive magical weapon in her hand?

Song Tang is still young and probably not mature enough, but there are ways to win her over.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Shao felt a surge of heat in her heart. She moved her left hand slightly, and a small black sign fell into her palm.

"Who am I? I am your ancestor! Don't think you are a human just because you are wearing human skin. Today I will peel off your skin and take a closer look at what kind of filthy thing is underneath!"

Old Mrs. Shao's expression twisted instantly. What she hated most in her life was people talking about her face.

If she hadn't been trying to avoid being caught by Mr. Shen, she wouldn't have had to change her face every few years.

Later, I tasted the benefits of a young and beautiful face and changed my clothes more frequently.

She touched her smooth face in fascination, raised the corners of her mouth, and said coquettishly: "It's just a worthless life. I can take it if I want. What can you do to me?"

Song Tang's expression turned completely cold, and he stared at Old Lady Shao with eyes as sharp as knives.

He said expressionlessly, "You two have betrayed the country many times for money, committed many evil deeds and harmed countless people, and even allowed your descendants to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Today I will personally send you to the hell of endless suffering, so that you will know what it means to never rest in peace for the rest of your life!"

This was the first time Song Tang was so angry, and also the first time he had seen such unprovoked evil.

"Hahaha, then I'd like to see if you have the ability to do that!" Old Mrs. Shao laughed and threw out another talisman array.

Eight formation flags were quickly inserted in the eight directions where Song Tang was standing, and then Mrs. Shao took out a black banner with a red border. Black air rose to the sky from the flag, and countless evil spirits tried to break through the flag.

Soul-calling banner!

The resentment is so heavy that it almost becomes physical, and the number of evil spirits sealed in the soul-summoning banners is countless!

The soul-calling flag moved, and Song Tang immediately saw thousands of troops rushing towards him.

These ghosts are all wearing armor from some unknown dynasty, looking like a well-disciplined army of the undead!

"Protective formation, open--" Song Tang threw out the Mountain God Seal in his hand. The Mountain God Seal grew to about two meters, and a three-meter protective formation was opened.

At this time, the protective array was blocked by a huge army of ghosts. The overwhelming ghosts were holding swords, spears, meteor hammers, axes and other weapons. Countless weapons slashed at the protective array of the Mountain God Seal, and the noise was so loud that the ground of the entire Shen family mansion was shaking.

Many families living nearby wanted to ignore the noise but failed, so they sent people to check it out.

But before anyone could get close, they were blocked outside by an invisible force.

They could feel the ground shaking, but they couldn't see what was going on inside or hear any other sounds.

At this moment, the Shen family seemed to be in another time and space, isolated from everyone's sight.

"Shen family masters are in trouble. You can't go when you come back, Mr. Lu! Hey, little brat, quickly hold on to your grandfather."

"Dad, please let me out. I want to go and help! As long as I go, Uncle Shen might let me join the team."

"You bring fifty bodyguards with you. Whether you can catch up with the girl from the Shen family depends on this time!"

"If something happens to Mr. Shen, the power of the military will have to be divided again. We have to prepare early."

"What happened in the Shen family this time is unusual. All women and children should go to the basement, and the men should stay outside to be on guard."

Suddenly, there was another violent explosion at the Shen family's home, but the support that should have arrived long ago did not show up for a long time.

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