After hearing the harsh words of the golden roc before escaping, Feng Bingwen stopped where he was, squinting his eyes and watching the roc flee further and further away, letting the magic weapon in his hand clang and clank.
Chased.
This divine weapon is indeed fierce, and it does not live up to the ten thousand good deeds he spent. But after all, it has gone through a long time, and is in a state of dilapidation. And when he meets his master who has never practiced any practice, he wants to kill one in vain.
Suicune's evil plan is too weak to stop it.
"Huh? Why didn't you chase this slave?"
The Golden-winged Pengniao, who had fled further and further away and could no longer feel the threat coming from behind, turned his head to look, but saw the dragon general standing in the thunder, holding a big halberd and squinting at him. He was confused in his heart.
There are also some regrets.
If the dragon general pursues him and draws him further away, he plans to use real means to directly destroy the body and seize the magic weapon that may have killed his ancestors of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.
"Just let me go like this. This guy can still do his job after he returns and won't he suffer any consequences?"
Pengniao fled further and further away, but the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. His spiritual sense, which had been honed in countless bloody battles, was trembling. In the dark, it seemed that a fatal disaster was about to happen.
"What does it have to do with me? I'm just waiting for the Dragon Lord to pass the tribulation. Once I prevent the Dragon Lord from achieving enlightenment, I will go and cause trouble for this weapon slave."
Thinking like this, that conspicuous golden light crashed into the mountain forest. I don't know what kind of magic method was used to hide it, as if it had disappeared from this world.
At this time, Feng Bingwen, who was stopped in the air and did not continue to pursue, was surrounded by several bright and dazzling divine lights. When the divine light expanded, it turned into one after another majestic and powerful god.
Surprisingly, they were the city gods of several surrounding cities. After hearing that ferocious birds from overseas were wreaking havoc here, they planned to join forces and set up an ambush to see if they could kill the golden-winged bird.
"Alas, Mr. Feng, we just wanted you to lure this vicious bird to the gathering place of the Jiuchuan River, and then encircle and strangle it. We never thought that this plan would fail."
"Master Feng has great magical powers and amazing killing power, but we underestimated him. Only one person killed this golden roc and fled."
"Lords of the City God, don't be surprised. I never thought that my divine weapon would be so powerful after it was revived."
Seeing the five mighty Fucheng Gods in front of him, Feng Bingwen also looked apologetic.
According to his previous promise, he should use the method of provocation to lure the roc into the trap set up by the five city gods in advance, leaving no room for him to use his escape skills, and then kill him directly.
But after his magic weapon revived, it showed unparalleled precision and lethality against the Pengniao family, and directly scared the miscellaneous bird away.
After hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the five city gods all stared at the frightening Fangtian Halberd in his hand for a moment, then looked at each other and stopped talking.
In fact, they all saw the battle just now. This immortal disciple with extraordinary background was indeed working hard to attract hatred. However, when the magic weapon in his hand revived, the situation was reversed. This was something no one expected.
of.
"Since this beast has been scared away, he may not dare to come back. The effect is also good. Even if we set up an ambush and surround him, we may not really be able to kill him. After all, this beast is not an ordinary mountain monster.
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After a long while, a city god spoke up to smooth things over.
"Master Zhou is right, but since this matter is over, I will turn around first."
"I'll take the first step too."
"Master Feng, if you feel tired after fighting with this fierce monster, please rest for a while. There is no need to rush. We still protect all the people in this land."
"I know."
Feng Bingwen cupped his hands and said goodbye to these city gods. He waited until all these city gods turned into divine lights and left, then he stood quietly in the wind and rain, expressionless.
Although the City Gods are all great sages, they are still human beings during their lifetime. Even after death, they still retain some human emotions even after they are infected by divinity.
As the god of incense and fire, he can only have the strongest divine power within the area where he is enshrined. If he leaves a specific area and wants to maintain his combat power, he will need to consume ten times or a hundred times of his divine power, or even lose his original source.
He didn't carry out the plan according to the plan. Instead, he scared the bird away, which meant that these city gods waited in vain, wasted their divine power, and couldn't help but have some emotions. Feng Bingwen could understand.
"You are worshiped by all the people, and you want to kill this roc. At this time, I, Feng Bingwen, don't want to kill this scourge!"
The god general stood tall in the air, muttering his emotions. His clear blue dragon eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He had previously agreed to the invitation of the God of Incense and Fire to surround and kill the roc. Although the request was to personally cut off the head of the golden-winged roc, the essence was to do some good deeds.
But when the roc bird left just now, the harsh words he put down made Feng Bingwen change his mind, and he really had the intention to kill in his heart. It was the intention to eradicate it from this world regardless of the cost, regardless of anything.
Gains and losses.
"Have you seen the essence of my appearance and remembered the breath of my soul? Haha, you are worthy of being the descendant of the divine bird that is equal to the real dragon, but you have seen too much."
The Red Armored Dragon General rode the wind and rain down, walked into the mountain forest that had become a mess due to the battle just now, and sat cross-legged on a lying cow bluestone standing in the rushing stream, closed his eyes, and regained consciousness.
"Book of Heaven!"
Feng Bingwen, who was staying in the safe Feng family mansion, shouted silently, and the book, which seemed to be able to activate the infinite power of cause and effect, appeared in Feng Bingwen's consciousness with billions of rays of light.
Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: Wu Wan Qi Qian Lu Bai (57600)
Evil deeds: Two thousand one hundred seventy five (2175)
"Pray!"
"With the power of crushing, the magic weapon that suppresses the golden-winged roc will not give any chance of life. The true spirit will be extinguished and will not enter reincarnation!"
Wow~
A pale golden flame ignited on the heavenly book. The raging flame was far more powerful than any previous prayer. Therefore, it only burned for a few breaths, and the number of good deeds was reduced by ten thousand.
Feng Bingwen watched this scene intently, not paying attention, and even a little excited. If the flame could be ignited, it meant that the heavenly book could realize his prayer wish.
Just a few breaths later, his complexion changed again, because the amount of good deeds he had accumulated was reduced by ten thousand, and the burning speed was countless times faster than the speed at which he gained good deeds.
"Twenty thousand is not enough?"
Feng Bingwen's complexion began to change. Ten thousand magic weapons obtained through good deeds can make the bird escape. Now he just wants a magic weapon that can kill him instantly. Even twenty thousand can't stop it.
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Now that the prayer has begun and the Heavenly Book has responded, it will naturally not stop for any reason. Under Feng Bingwen's increasingly dull gaze, the number of good deeds is getting smaller and smaller, and the flame is burning more and more.
Twenty thousand!
Thirty thousand!
…
fifty thousand!
"Gan, it's already 50,000 yuan. Can't you kill him even with this? If you don't stop, leave some change for me!"
Seeing that his hard-earned good deeds were about to be burned away again, Feng Bingwen couldn't bear it anymore. He thought he was already very rich now, but now it seems that there is not enough to burn the book.
It seemed that because Feng Bingwen's shouting had an effect, the pale golden flame that was getting stronger and stronger finally began to wane. Under Feng Bingwen's pleased eyes, it quickly shrank and finally dissipated into nothing.
Good deeds: Lu Qian Lu Bai (6600)
This time, the number of good deeds burned was as high as 51,000, which was unprecedented. It far exceeded Feng Bingwen's expectations and broke through his psychological bottom line.
"My immortal Daoji!"
Feng Bingwen felt like his heart was bleeding, and his smooth and tender little face couldn't help but twitch slightly and become a little distorted.
He originally thought that if he worked harder, he would be able to gain enough good deeds by slaying demons and saving people during this great human catastrophe, and he would be able to obtain the innate spiritual objects that would create the foundation of immortality.
But now it seems that it is not enough at all. He spends as much as he can on his good deeds, and he cannot save them at all.
But the Dapeng who dared to threaten him and claimed that he wanted to cause trouble for him could not be killed without killing him.
"It's not a loss, Tianshu has always been kind, and the things given must match the good deeds consumed. This time, it must be worth the money, there is no need to feel sad."
Feng Bingwen comforted himself in this way.
That is to say, when he made a wish and the flame on the heavenly book was extinguished, in a secret realm of heaven and earth filled with bloody evil energy, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood, sharp sword energy rushed into the sky one after another.
Rise up and stir up the wind and clouds.
This secret realm of heaven and earth, which was filled with blood and evil spirits but was still peaceful, suddenly became turbulent.
The sword energy that bursts out from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain is extremely sharp. The many corpses with fangs, sharp claws, hoof horns, scales, etc., no matter how magical they are, will turn into powder once touched by this sword energy.
, in which the essence was plundered.
cracking!
As if unwilling to be ravaged in this way, on a mountain of corpses, endless evil energy surged and converged on one of the most powerful corpses in life.
Suddenly, the tattered corpse that had been dead for an unknown number of years spread its wings staggeringly again. The golden wings were so dazzling in this space, as if the sun had fallen into it, blooming with infinite brilliance.
Zheng~
But before the corpse showed the power that it had before it was born, it saw that the sword energy that was raging in this secret realm was separated from a part and gathered into one stream, like a red dragon, falling from the sky and pouring directly into it.
Arriving at this evil corpse full of unwillingness and resentment.
boom!
This newly revived Pengniao corpse fell down directly. Above its skull, the scarlet sword energy dispersed, revealing a simple and elegant sword.
Similar scenes can be seen everywhere in this secret realm full of demon corpses. The demon corpses that were unwilling to die were killed as soon as they moved.