Feng Bingwen looked at the Yaksha god hidden in the night sky, and did not move or say a word for a long time.
"Master Feng, it's not too early now, you'd better go back!"
Just now, Tu Tu Ye, who was waiting aside without saying a word, was leaning on a cane to persuade Feng Bingwen, who was obviously in a bad mood.
"Since Lord City God already knows the news about the giant beast, this vicious beast will definitely be suppressed. You don't need to worry too much."
"Ok, I know."
Looking at the tugong who lingered around and even gave him kind words, Feng Bingwen lowered his head and smiled at him.
"Thank you so much for today."
"No thanks, no thanks. This is my responsibility as a land. Besides, you also offered incense today."
The landlord quickly responded with a smile, his attitude was very good.
"I still want to thank you."
During the day, when he visited the Chenghuang Temple, Feng Bingwen naturally knew that the incense he worshiped was somewhat different.
This time, when his bad karma turned into a disaster, he didn't feel it at all, and he didn't suffer any harm. Most likely, it was because the landowner blocked it for him.
He had said before that when Na Duhe came to him, he was unconscious and full of evil spirits. He was killed by a giant beast and turned into a fierce ghost because of his unwillingness. It is not too outrageous.
"Young Master, there is no need to be polite, you should go back."
"Lord Lord, do you know where that Biao is?"
Feng Bingwen was still unwilling.
"Hey, my young master, why are you still planning on this little old man? Even though I live in a small land, I can't possibly know the news about such a dangerous thing."
Hearing that Feng Bingwen hadn't given up yet, the earth god was so anxious that if something happened to this little ancestor, how could he find another person like him to offer incense to him in the future?
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"Listen to the little old man's advice. Even if you find it, you can't be Biao's opponent!"
"Ha ha."
Feng Bingwen laughed. He accepted the kindness of this land, but he didn't think that he couldn't defeat a special tiger. So what if it became a spirit?
"Ouch!"
Hearing the laughter, the Earth God knew that he could not persuade him, but he was not too worried.
"But if you ask me about this, there's really nothing I can do about it."
"Then I won't disturb Tuigong. I'll go back to sleep first."
After Feng Bingwen heard this, he stopped entangled and turned around and walked towards the Feng family's old house behind him.
"I hope the Lord City God can suppress that beast as soon as possible so that this stupid kid won't be found."
The Tudigong looked at Feng Bingwen's back and was still worried. But he had no choice. Even if he really wanted to do something, he couldn't stop him.
When Feng Bingwen returned to the house, he lay down on the bed, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He opened the heavenly book and read the records on it, and this calamity passed like this.
It seems like child's play, but in fact, it was ghosts and gods who blocked it for him - the land collected his incense and blocked disasters for him at night, and the cycle of cause and effect continued.
However, such a simple clearing of bad karma left Feng Bingwen feeling uneasy. He was even more uneasy thinking about Biao, who was fearful to the land and extremely solemn to the Yaksha God.
However, as midnight approached, Feng Bingwen's mind surprisingly calmed down, and his breath became gentle and long, as if he was asleep.
As time entered the twilight hour, Feng Bingwen lay down completely, breathing evenly, and actually fell asleep. However, half way through the twilight hour, when the Yin Qi between heaven and earth was the strongest, Feng Bingwen's abdomen actually had
A little bit of silver shines.
The bright silver light spots intertwined and reflected, converging into a magnificent spectacle, with the silver light rippling like a lake.
hold head high!
Accompanied by a dragon roar that could not be heard by mortals, a vigorous dragon shadow rose from Feng Bingwen's abdomen. The dragon's shadow was hazy when it appeared, but as the silver light shone, its body gradually solidified, with all its scales and armor appearing, and its beard and hair.
Everything.
It's just that although his eyes are full of aura, they are slightly dull, as if they are soulless.
But when all the dragon shadows rose up and hovered over Feng Bingwen's body, a little spiritual light rose from between Feng Bingwen's eyebrows and fell into the dragon soul.
The dragon, which was originally dull and dull like a clay puppet, is like a dragon that has been dotted in a painting in the legend. Its eyes become lively and its breath becomes lively. It wanders around the room, soars in the clouds and rides on the mist, which is so magical.
hold head high--
As if the silver dragon had truly come to life, it let out a loud and long roar. With a slight swing of its slender tail, its strong body rushed straight to the roof. It actually passed by and went directly through the roof to the outside.
Rumble——
It was winter, but when the dragon's roar appeared in the sky, thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, waking up many people in an instant.
And with this thunder echoing in the sky and the earth, the silver dragon, which was only about ten feet long, suddenly grew longer in the air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a size of more than ten feet, with a sinuous body, shining silver scales, and extraordinary might.
The first person to witness this scene was the uneasy Tu Tu Lord who was still staying in the Tu Tu Temple in Fengjia Village. At this time, the short, half-grown old man was leaning on a cane and pinching his beard, looking at the old house of Fengjia.
The silver dragon hovering in the sky was stunned and dumbfounded.
"This, this, this..."
The Tugong said three words in a row, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
He had specifically inquired about the young master of the Feng family before and knew that the young master of the Feng family had an extraordinary origin. However, no matter how many guesses he made, he did not expect the scene he saw now.
"Is this young master of the Feng family the reincarnation of the dragon species from the Dragon Palace in the water?"
The Earth God thought about it, his expression a little uncertain, but he quickly shook his head,
"No, that's not right, because Mr. Feng is obviously a human body, not a dragon, but this doesn't make sense. Could it be that he is the reincarnation of a dragon? But this family background is too ordinary."
At this time, the silver dragon in the sky had gathered clouds and mist, covering his figure. He looked into the distance. As for the gaze from the Chenghuang Temple below him that looked at him without any sense of threat, he naturally ignored it.
hold head high--
The silver dragon let out a long roar and flew towards the direction he was looking at. The Yin Qi there was surging, the evil Qi was full, and the killing Qi was hundreds of feet high in the sky. It was a battlefield far away from the world.
The Yin soldiers were arrayed in strong armor, and with the help of the armor condensed with divine power given by the city god, they strangled more than a dozen demons riddled with evil spirits in an orderly manner.
These scoundrels were carefully selected, and they were at least the first-rate masters in the world during their lifetimes. However, they still looked so weak and powerless in the face of the Yin soldiers' military array.
But this one-sided battle did not frighten the owner of the Demonic Ghost. The dark beast, covered in scars and without a single piece of intact fur, was lying on a huge rock, watching this scene with interest.