Chapter 1248: Crazy beyond measure

"Disciples of Mount Mao, respectfully invite the Taoist Ancestor!"

This loud shout was like a muffled thunder, booming in the entire tomb, shaking the entire tomb.

Then, I saw the majestic Qi gushing out from Mao Buhui's spirit platform like a galaxy of silk.

My God!

At this moment, Mao Buhui's body was like a bottomless pit, and the Qi gushing out was endless. Moreover, his spirit platform was emitting a green light, illuminating the surroundings with clarity. Even the blood mist was dispersed by the green light.

"Invite the Taoist Ancestor?" I stared at Mao Buhui's back with my eyes wide open, looking at him in astonishment, my heart trembling again and again.

What is the Taoist Patriarch?

That is not the Patriarch of Mount Mao. The Patriarch of Mount Mao is not even worthy of the title in front of the real Taoist Patriarch.

The real Taoist Patriarch is the Three Pure Ones, and Mao Buhui wants to invite the Three Pure Ones?

If he can really invite them, wouldn’t he be invincible?

At this time, Wu Sheng came to my side in a flash, and seeing my shocked expression, he whispered: "Don’t be intimidated by him, he is trying to scare the butcher. If he can invite the Three Pure Ones, would he still need to hang out with us?"

"Who did he invite?" Even if Mao Buhui did not invite the Three Pure Ones, judging from the momentum Mao Buhui created at this moment, the one he invited was definitely not an ordinary person.

Before, Mao Buhui had invited Xiang Yu, the first war god of ancient and modern times, in front of me.

Although what he invited might be only some of Xiang Yu's divine power, even so, it would be as easy for him to kill a master of physical arts, or even a half-step master of physical arts, as to kill a chicken.

"At most, he is inviting the ancestor of Maoshan, and the one he invited is still one of the lower generation." Wu Sheng stared at Mao Buhui and whispered, "I guess he might want to invite the ancestor first, and then invite the sword of Taoism, to kill this butcher in one fell swoop and punish you forever for the consequences of this lineage of evil celestial phenomena."

I was very moved when I heard this, but I still couldn't help asking, "Can he bear it?"

Whether it is inviting the ancestor of Maoshan or the sword of Taoism, it is not a joke.

The founder of Mount Mao is a master of Taoism. Even if he is a founder of a lower generation, he is definitely a super strong man in this era, overwhelming all the heroes.

The Dao Sword is even more so. Although it is only a sword soul, the sword soul is the soul of the artifact. For so many years, there has never been a person in Mount Mao who can resonate with the Dao Sword and summon the sword soul.

The current head of Mount Mao is not good enough, and the elders are even worse.

Last time, Mao Buhui only summoned half of it and fainted on the spot due to exhaustion. Can he succeed this time?

As we were talking, we suddenly heard a howling sound. I looked closely and saw that in the thick blood mist, there were wronged souls wandering from time to time. I felt that the strength of these wronged souls was extremely strong. The weakest one was also at the level of a thousand-year-old ghost. Among them, there might even be a ten-thousand-year-old ghost king.

The next moment, I heard a roar, and then countless wronged souls rolled over, like homeless people seeing fat meat, and began to rush towards Mao Buhui frantically.

"How many people has this old thing killed!"

I saw that there were too many wronged souls in the blood mist, almost countless. At this moment, these wronged souls were full of ferocity, and each of them showed the image before death, as if a group of demons were dancing wildly, which was extremely terrifying.

"Let's do it together!"

I shouted, and then my body flashed, and I rushed into the blood mist again.

The moment I rushed into the blood mist, I flicked my wrist, and a talisman emitting a strong murderous intent was pinched in my hand with my sword fingers.

"Kill!"

I shouted, and then I spit out a breath of nether air at the killing talisman.

There was a "bang" sound, and the killing talisman flew into the air like a leaf in the wind. Then, the talisman flashed once, twice, and again...

Finally, a hot wave of air spread out from the talisman, and the talisman suddenly burned up. The hot wave of air instantly turned into countless Qi swords, which chopped at the wronged souls rushing towards Mao Buhui. In

an instant, there was a continuous muffled sound of "puff puff puff", and the wronged soul in the front was instantly pierced by the Qi sword. In just a blink of an eye, the wronged soul in the front was pierced by the Qi sword like a sieve, and even the soul body became a little lighter and almost dissipated.

"Ah, ho..."

Painful roars rang out one after another, and then, the pierced souls exploded with a bang.

These souls were crowded together, and at this moment, one soul exploded, as if it was a fuse. In an instant, the sound of "bang, bang, bang" continued to ring, and countless seriously injured souls were blown to pieces.

The terrifying energy generated by the explosion quickly spread in the blood mist, and the surviving souls were also affected. After a howl, they were instantly blown away by the terrifying energy.

"You little bastard, you dare to come in? You're looking for death!" The butcher's fierce voice rang in my ears again. This time I was prepared, and I had already put on the non-attack, so I didn't show any panic after hearing his voice.

I flashed and quickly came to the four corners of the tomb, with my left side and back leaning against the wall.

Sure enough!

The next moment, after losing the opportunity to sneak attack from behind, the butcher could only choose to appear in front of me, and the moment he appeared, a hot Qi sword chopped down.

However, in the blood mist, the butcher possessed an ability similar to instant teleportation, so it was not easy to hurt him. Almost at the moment when the Qi Sword was chopped down, he flashed and disappeared in the rolling blood mist again.

Afterwards, I heard his voice with a bit of disdain: "Hmph, you little bastard, save your breath. In the face of the absolute gap in strength, your little tricks will only make you die faster!"

"Really?" Suddenly, Mao Buhui's voice rang out: "Brother, thanks to you for helping me delay time, otherwise I might not be able to invite the Taoist ancestor."

The corner of my mouth twitched when I heard it, and then I asked: "Then which Taoist ancestor did you invite?"

"Oh, I invited a patriarch of my Maoshan Sect. This patriarch is very confident in his own strength, so he changed his Taoist name to...Taoist Ancestor!"

Me: "..."

Wu Sheng: "..."

Butcher: "..."

At this moment, the tomb was silent, and everyone was stunned by the shameless patriarch Mao Buhui.

"What the hell... Changing your Taoist name to Daozu is a great disrespect to Daozu, right?" I couldn't help but complain in my heart.

At this time, Mao Buhui's demeanor had changed greatly. Before, he was a bit wretched, but now he had a cold expression, like a high god, and his eyes were full of pity for the world.

No, not pity for the world, but... a look like looking at ants!

That look is as if you are in front of me, you are all ants!

It's almost crazy!