Chapter 419 Suppressing and Killing Droughts, Millions of Good Deeds
Roar!
hold head high--
The sounds of tigers roaring and dragons roaring came and went in the gradually dilapidated blessed land, and mixed in among them were roars that sounded from time to time, which vaguely revealed a bit of pain and anger.
"not bad!"
Standing in the air, surrounded by three dragons and three tigers, Feng Bingwen was wandering and looking down at the annular sinkhole at his feet. The relatively small existence in his eyes was full of passionate fighting spirit.
This was a hard battle. This was the most terrifying opponent he had encountered since he started practicing Taoism. Even if its status was nothing compared to the mythical creatures Feng Bingwen had fought against in the past, this monster was real.
He wanted to kill him.
But in parallel, Feng Bingwen also wanted to wipe out the monster that caused the great famine from this world, leaving no trace of it anymore.
Because of his terrifying physique that was so strong that it was impossible for a human immortal to break through his defenses, Feng Bingwen had given up using magical powers to fight the enemy. The fairy sword in his hand could not break through the defense of this drought monster.
He chose to fight with it in close combat, using the most primitive and violent means to fight fiercely with the drought demon, trying to dismember its body.
Even if he obtained the legacy of an innate god-man, he would not be able to gain an overwhelming advantage in a close combat with this monster known for its unreasonable and unreasonable body.
After all, although the Supreme One left behind his innate origin, those original Qi only transformed Feng Bingwen's body to a level consistent with his current state, and did not take a step forward to be comparable to that Supreme One.
Realm only gives the potential to reach that realm.
Therefore, at the beginning of the close combat, Feng Bingwen still suffered some small losses, but after adapting to the Hanba's fighting rhythm, Feng Bingwen was able to reverse the situation and gain a certain advantage.
There is a saying that the fighting method of this Drought Demon is like a furious beast that has lost its mind. It has no rules. However, with its powerful physique, many immortal cultivators cannot adapt to this fighting method. Once it cannot be suppressed,
It will be torn into pieces.
"You are truly worthy of being a drought demon!"
Feng Bingwen raised his right arm and took a look. The Taoist robe on his body had long been torn to pieces in the previous fierce fighting, and there were no bones left. On the naked arm without clothing, there were four black claw marks.
So dazzling and conspicuous.
Among the rolled flesh and blood, you can even see bones with a crystal texture, but these jade bones were also infected by the strong corpse gas and scorching flames, showing a pitiable gray color.
However, this shocking injury is being reversed, the golden blood is rushing, and the death energy that is strong enough to turn ordinary monks into zombies is gradually being expelled.
And as the death energy that was incompatible with the blood of the living gradually emptied, the fiery true meaning that belonged exclusively to Han Ba was nothing. Feng Bingwen didn't even need to take the initiative to do anything, and his body just
Begin to actively accept or swallow that power.
In just a few breaths, Feng Bingwen had fully recovered from the tragic injuries he sustained in the previous round of confrontation, leaving only a few faint scars, and these scars also followed his breathing.
It also gradually disappeared without a trace, and could no longer be seen at all.
Roar!
Below, at the bottom of the circular sinkhole formed by the terrifying impact, the red-haired monster whose legs had been submerged by the shallow lava looked up to the sky and roared.
The thick and smooth red hair is now damaged in many places, and you can vaguely see a strong body and an ugly and ferocious appearance.
From this, it is difficult to confirm what race this drought demon was before it was alive. It might also be a human race, although an ordinary human race cannot be several feet tall.
But as for cultivators, there are quite a few who have cultivated to such a high level that they have lost their human appearance. It’s just that their bodies have become a little bigger, which really doesn’t mean anything.
Boom~
Shallow lava splashed dozens of feet, and Hanba, who was hundreds of feet away from Feng Bingwen, appeared in front of Feng Bingwen in the blink of an eye. The pair of sharp claws with many broken nails once again approached Feng Bingwen.
The heart of text.
Feng Bingwen, who has the instinct of a beast and only knows how to attack the vital points of his prey at all costs, can easily parry it for Feng Bingwen, who has now adapted to it.
boom!
A ring of gas explosions erupted directly at close range, exploding with a roar like thunder. Feng Bingwen almost didn't think too much, and his fists calmly blocked the attack that Hanba could hardly see clearly.
This drought demon doesn't know any magical powers, and compared to a body that can directly kill immortal weapons, those are too fancy.
But even so, with a body that is so strong and powerful, every move it makes can cause terrifying power that is not inferior to magical powers.
The teleportation-like speed is the best proof. Even practitioners who are as far away as the sky or as small as an inch on the ground may not be able to teleport one after another without thinking like it.
Faced with such an opponent, Feng Bingwen gradually gave up using his brain, because it was too fast. Once he thought about it before attacking, he would just slow down a beat. In this case, it would be better to leave everything to him.
body instinct.
Although it was a bit difficult at first, once he got used to the rhythm, the potential contained in Feng Bingwen's body was gradually stimulated.
Although Feng Bingwen is not a warrior, he is better than a warrior. The practice of a warrior is usually in fighting, and all the sweat in daily life can only hone his skills.
"It's still a little bit worse!"
You can feel yourself getting stronger at a very intuitive speed, or feel that your potential is being tapped. This process is enough to make people intoxicated and obsessed with this feeling.
Wandering endlessly outside Feng Bingwen's body, and even dancing with his movements, the three dragons and three tigers endowed with various divine powers are the best proof.
When he first overcame the tribulation, he only had one dragon and one tiger manifested. After fighting with this drought monster regardless of his life and only aiming to destroy the other party, in terms of pure strength, Feng Bingwen was able to
Before the fight, he hung himself up and fought.
Of course, it doesn't mean that the calamity is worse than a drought demon, but Feng Bingwen's existence is so special that when he first overcame the calamity, the law of heaven vaguely released water for him, which did not let him bear much pressure, let alone life and death.
It was a crisis, and naturally it could not stimulate the power hidden in his body.
"Pity!"
Although it is a pity, the pressure on an opponent with constant combat power and declining performance is limited, especially when Feng Bingwen becomes stronger with each fight.
Click!
A sour cracking sound sounded, followed by the roar of the Drought Demon full of pain. Its claws were held in Feng Bingwen's hand, and the golden blood filled the air, and the sound came from it.
When Feng Bingwen's palm was released, a mixture of gray-black minced meat and bone residue appeared at the end of the limb of the drought demon's arm.
"Roar!"
Hanba didn't speak too much, and he didn't even have the most basic thinking ability. But even so, in his eyes when he looked at Feng Bingwen, in addition to the initial indifference, there was also strong resentment and a touch of fear.
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At the same time, the pair of claws that were almost destroyed by Feng Bingwen were also healing at an extremely obvious speed.
If you are a human warrior who has cultivated your body to this level, it is not an exaggeration to say that your body has become a saint. Let alone rebirth of a severed limb, even if you take off the head and grow another one, it will not be a problem.
"This is my blessed place!"
Feng Bingwen was naturally pleased to see the Hanba who was determined to fight until he was torn to pieces.
If this kind of monster had to run away, he was really worried about him running away. After all, he was not an Earth Immortal yet, and his blessed land was not really a blessed land.
But there is no need to worry about this now. This drought demon is much stronger than he imagined. Even if it is at a disadvantage, it has no intention of running away.
This battle directly turned into a war of attrition. Under such circumstances, the outcome of this battle seemed obvious.
In the Blessed Land, it is simply impossible to kill the person who controls it. Either the person in charge must be overthrown with overwhelming force, or they may just run away, or they may turn them into fertilizer regardless of life and death.
Obviously, this drought demon with little wisdom chose to turn it into fertilizer to nourish this barren blessed land.
But even so, in order to achieve such results, Feng Bingwen also paid an extremely heavy price. He had hardly been injured many times since his debut, and his body was severely injured by the monster again and again.
These injuries were repaired by the vigorous blood energy in a very short period of time and returned to their best condition. In contrast, Feng Bingwen left even worse injuries on the drought demon.
trauma.
Although the Drought Demon is the ancestral existence of monsters such as zombies, when its body is traumatized, it also requires a lot of energy to repair the damaged body.
No matter how contrary to heaven, monsters that violate the laws of heaven must also pay attention to the basic laws. For example, although the power contained in its body is majestic, it is also limited. If it is not replenished and is continuously consumed, it will inevitably...
be consumed within a certain period of time.
Feng Bingwen didn't know how long he had been fighting this drought demon. He not only ignored the passage of time, but also ignored the number of times he was injured. At first, he kept a mental note, but then he gradually became numb.
A strong body will inevitably possess extreme speed. To fight with such an opponent, you must omit the step of thinking. Once you feel the danger, you can directly fight back with your body.
Maybe it was ten days, maybe it was a month, maybe it was longer. When no one disturbed him, Feng Bingwen fought with the drought demon in darkness in the blessed land.
And his blessed land was only commendable in terms of its vastness, so more than half of the land was torn to pieces, littered with craters, and was in a complete mess.
But this point became unimportant after Feng Bingwen tore off the limbs of the drought demon and also tore off his head.
"it's over?!"
Standing on the devastated land, Feng Bingwen looked at the ruined land under his feet, and his eyes fell on the remains of the drought demon that he had torn into pieces. His eyes were vaguely dazed, and his tone was not
So sure.
He had forgotten what kind of terrifying recovery ability this Drought Demon had shown every time when he thought he could end the battle.
Of course, he was not far behind. No matter how terrible the injury was, as long as more than half of his body was not destroyed in an instant, he could recover in a very short time.
In terms of pure recovery ability, Feng Bingwen should be above the level of rebirth from severed limbs and below the level of rebirth from a drop of blood. However, if his body really reaches the point of rebirth from a drop of blood, the Heavenly Immortal Fruit Status will not matter.
"..."
Feng Bingwen fell into thought as he looked at the pile of Hanbao corpses that had not been reorganized and were about to take out his internal organs from his chest.
It was much more difficult than he imagined to completely destroy such a simple and pure monster.
Although this Drought Demon seems to be dead, in fact, as long as part of its body is buried in a "feng shui treasure land" with strong earth veins, after a while, an intact Drought Demon will appear alive and kicking.
Come out of the ground.
This kind of monster, which is not tolerated by the law of heaven, is so terrifying. Conventional methods of killing evil spirits and destroying demons have little effect on it. The most suitable method seems to be to suppress and seal it.
"Speaking of which, the drought demon can be considered a serious danger!"
Feng Bingwen was not bothered by such a simple problem for long. He was already worried about how to deal with it when Hanba was wiped out. It was a joke.
The whole body is now filled with a wild power, and the young man who interprets the beauty of strength in his exposed body directly finds an exquisite ancient tower that is no longer tall.
"Can you practice this thing? If possible, I'll leave it to you!"
Feng Bingwen directly communicated with the ancient sword tower's slightly ignorant spirit, which was not much stronger than a human child.
“It’s delicious and can be eaten!”
And this magical weapon that was reborn from the ashes and returned to its peak once again only conveyed a simple thought to him.
"very good!"
After getting a satisfactory answer, Feng Bingwen threw the artifact away with his hands, and then his attention returned to the sea of consciousness.
The moment he defeated Drought Demon, the book in his consciousness experienced unprecedented changes.
Record of good deeds
Suppress and kill the drought demon (remnant), good deeds, one million
A simple line of records made Feng Bingwen hold his breath. This line of records reflected golden brilliance in Feng Bingwen's eyes. No, this record was really shining, but compared to
Regarding this dazzling record, Feng Bingwen also noticed the word "disabled" marked in parentheses.