In Moyin City, a large number of wild Yin soldiers emerged on the streets like a black tide. The residents living in this city closed their doors and windows tightly, shivering, praying that these wild Yin soldiers would not break in.

However, a few days ago, the entire Moyin City made a very cold-blooded decision. They threw all those infected with the plague into an abandoned village. However, the abandoned village suffered from earth erosion and turned into a barbaric place.

On earth, those who were already suffering from illness were made worse. After their death, they became even more resentful and turned into wild and sinister generals, wreaking havoc in this city of the living, launching bloody revenge.

The whole thing fermented so fast that the Totem Holy Sect had no time to react. These wild Yin soldiers released a poisonous mist, forming a wild poisonous miasma. Even people with profound cultivation could not

Dare to approach easily.

So in a few days, Moyin City became a purgatory on earth.

Just when everything was developing in an uncontrollable direction, a holy cultivator named Zhuo Feng stepped forward, eliminated a large number of wild Yin soldiers and Yin generals, and rescued most of the people in Moyin City.

Tongtian City is huge, but news spreads quickly.

Soon Zhuo Feng's deeds spread throughout the city, and everyone highly praised this young and promising outstanding person.

"You don't have to be like this, I just did what I should do." Zhuo Feng stood on the top of the city tower, but saw the rescued people in the city kneeling on the ground.

"But we should do something for you. If you are a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, it will be difficult for us to feel at ease if we don't accept anything!" said an old woman.

If they don’t charge some money for incense, they always feel that their worship is not effective. At the same time, if their prayers are effective, they must bring something to repay their wishes. This is a common idea among the general public, especially in this land where gods really exist, and people do not need to pay.

Taxes, in fact, the largest consumption item is offerings to gods.

"But I'm not a god, I'm just an ordinary monk. Your big gift like this will offend me. If you really feel uneasy, in the future, when you pay homage to your ancestors, you can also pay homage to the Qingwei God.

Well, I am a descendant of the Qingwei God, and the reason why I do such things is also the teachings of my ancestors." Zhuo Feng was very humble and made a very simple request.

When everyone heard this, they all praised the monk's benevolence and promised to bring tributes to worship the Qingwei God.

Zhuo Feng left the city with satisfaction and returned to his mountain home.

The birds chirping and the flowers scent the mountains, it's like a little fairyland. Having such a spiritual treasure land in Tongtian City is obviously an extremely luxurious thing, and the aura it evaporates is several times richer than other places.

"Yes, yes, you have become a living Bodhisattva in people's hearts. With such outstanding abilities and good practices in the world, whether you are truly good or to offset the catastrophe, you have done a very good job, which makes me very happy.

Admiration." A voice suddenly appeared above the mountain residence.

Zhuo Feng has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, which can be described as handsome.

He raised his fair cheek and looked for the source of the sound in the night.

His pupils were special, and he soon saw a figure hiding in the night under the shadow of a cloud.

Zhuo Feng stood up, bowed to the cloud shadow, and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Did my actions rob the merits of heaven and humans? If this is the case, I have indeed crossed the line."

"Of course I have robbed some of the merits of the so-called saints, but they are not mine." said the man under the cloud shadow.

"Then I would like to ask the gods to come here and give you some advice?"

"Earlier, you punished rape and eliminated evil, and improved your cultivation by arresting those bloodthirsty demon cultivators.

And none of those demon cultivators were turned into mortals by you. You are useless. You are really special and very principled. You have mastered the Xuantian Holy Art that can make you soar to the sky, but you only absorb those evil people.

With your cultivation, you have never killed a good practitioner so far, and you act very low-key.

If the lives of people in a city were not at stake this time, you would not take action if you had to. If you follow your own path and practice virtue, it would not be an exaggeration for people to call you a living Bodhisattva. In the future, when you ascend, you will be the most important to others.

The difficult task of overcoming the tribulation is probably the easiest thing for you." The person under the cloud shadow said.

"Thank you for the heavenly praise. Although the heavenly calamity won't do anything to me, there are still calamities, right? The heavenly beings coming to my house tonight must not be here to reward me." Zhuo Feng said calmly.

"I didn't want to take action against you. I could even introduce you to this holy country and become my right-hand man. However, something happened suddenly and I had to deal with you." Jiang Heng revealed his true body under the shadow of the cloud, and then floated away.

Centered toward this mountain.

"So you are the heavenly being who scattered this Xuantian Holy Art in the human world?" Zhuo Feng looked at the controller who had been hiding behind the scenes with burning eyes.

"Oh? You seem to have noticed something?" Jiang Heng was a little surprised.

Sure enough, this kid was different from the others, and even gave Jiang Heng a feeling that was harder to control than Leng Shu.

'This Tian Xuan Sheng Jue is good, and I do use it, but as you said, I will only absorb their cultivation when dealing with those who are too evil. How can I put it, this is just a way for me to deal with evil people.

This is a method, but I did not rely on this method to get to where I am today. I have been waiting for you to show up all these years." Zhuo Feng said calmly.

Jiang Heng frowned, and the other party's excessive calmness made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Was it guessed?

He obviously did it very smartly, but most people like Leng Shu and Hua Ziyan only realize that this is their own plan at the moment before they die.

Jiang Heng has always been aloof. He doesn't like the feeling that the other person is looking down at him, so when he speaks again, there is some cold anger in his tone: "Even if you guessed it, so what, can you still resist?"

"Please enlighten me." Zhuo Feng just said these words lightly.

After Jiang Heng heard this, his heart was filled with fire.

Now even this kind of thing dares to pose like this in front of him!

"I will let you taste the taste of despair." Jiang Heng said, stretching out his palm like swatting a fly, feeling angry and disgusted that the other party would dirty his hands.

Zhuo Feng was not afraid. He suddenly pulled out a green blade and used his ghostly body skills to easily break away from the palm that covered him. Then he raised the green blade and slashed at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng was shocked!

Something is wrong with this guy!!

He is indeed different from other poisoners!

The blade slashed out and drew a bright green mark in the night sky. This power was enough to hurt Jiang Heng, but the next second the green blades filled the sky densely, forming a magnificent Bagua picture!

Jiang Heng managed to neutralize the opponent's first move, but after seeing the hidden Ten Thousand Blades Bagua diagram, his expression immediately changed.

While forming seals to form a palace-like holy fortress, he asked angrily: "Who are you??"

"Hmph, do you think a falconer like you won't be blinded by an eagle?" Zhuo Feng said disdainfully, and then launched an even crazier attack. The green blade in his hand became as huge as a mountain, and he slashed with high frequency.

Towards Jiang Heng.

The giant shadow of the green peak in the sky would occasionally stir up terrifying green light storms, which even Jiang Heng, a celestial being, found difficult to resist.

In a mountain pavilion not far away, Wu Hen and Qingxi marveled at the pavilion that had been blown away by the storm. They originally wanted to capture Jiang Heng when he finally closed the net, but they failed.

I never expected that Jiang Heng would actually kick the iron plate!

"This Zhuo Feng is an incredible person. He actually kills heavenly beings with his sword?" Qingxi was also dumbfounded.

How can a person who can display such magical powers still travel among the monks in the lower world? He should have ascended to the upper world and compete with those saint ancestors and gods in the high-dimensional realm of cultivation.

"I have a question now." Wu Hen touched his chin.

"What question?"

"Which side should we cheer for?" Wu Hen said.

Qingxi really thought about this issue seriously.

Yes, Jiang Heng kicked the iron plate and looked a little embarrassed after being beaten. But from their perspective, do they want the mantis to win or the cicada to win?

I have never seen a cicada fly up and chase a praying mantis and beat it up!

"It seems that even at Jiang Heng's level, he can't do whatever he wants. After all, who can be sure whether the fish in his pond is a real dragon?" Qingxi said.

Wu Hen nodded. This is very clear. No matter what kind of evolutionary civilization, the first law is obeyed. The upper food chain is invisible.

"Zhuo Feng is obviously a big shot. The fisherman Jiang Heng was dragged into the water by a giant thing in the river this time. What people are interested in is not the bit of bait he sprinkled but Jiang Heng, the fisherman on the shore.

." Wu Hen became more and more frightened as he looked at it.

Jiang Heng was at a disadvantage in the battle.

As a deity-level figure from the Holy Kingdom in the Clouds, he should crush these mortal monks when he reaches the lower realm. However, no matter which evolutionary stage he is in, there is actually no clear dividing line between cultivation, level, realm, and life stage.

, lowly, high-dimensional, firefly, Cangri ------ under certain circumstances, the upper and lower levels of the food chain will also reverse the polarity.

"We may have to change our thinking. We are not squirrels, but fishermen competing with clams." Qingxi said.

"I have to cheer for Jiang Heng. If he doesn't show some real skills, I'm afraid he will be killed by this Zhuo Feng. Speaking of which, Jiang Heng doesn't have any cards. As a heavenly being, he can't carry around such a hundred thousand saints.

A warrior, beaten like this by a monk from the lower realm, even if he wins in the end, he will not be able to hold his head high in front of other heavenly beings in the future." Wu Hen began to complain.

The situation became more complicated, and Wu Hen ran out of ideas for a while, so he could only wait and see.

"Junior brother, should we go call some people?" Qingxi suggested.

"Let's take a look first. Jiang Heng should be able to beat the odds and see if he can turn a bad thing into an advantage." Wu Hen said.

Jiang Heng, please be more careful!
Chapter completed!