A blow from the sky would be fatal to an ordinary ferocious beast. Even for Ji Biao, who has comprehended magical powers, such a blow is painful enough, and the miserable howl it emits no longer has the majesty it once had.
But even this kind of pain did not make him give up attacking. Instead, he used this pain to bite off Wu Jian's golden mace in one bite.
"Stop the evil beasts!"
The break of the divine weapon did not affect Judge Wu's sanity. Instead, he took advantage of this opportunity and punched it hard on the head, causing its teeth to crack and its flesh and blood to twist.
Roar!
Ji Biao let out a roar, and the injuries that had deformed his body and were considered fatal to an ordinary ferocious beast actually recovered again.
After recovering from his injuries, the ferocious Biao abandoned Judge Wu, who had lost his weapon, and turned around to bite the thing that had just broken its spine.
boom!
But as soon as it turned its head, it saw a slender tail covered with silver scales smashing towards it, smashing half of its strong body into the ground.
The surrounding ghosts and gods all felt the slight vibration of the ground. Such divine power made them look at the object manifested by silver light in amazement - a mighty, majestic and terrifying silver-scaled dragon.
Roar!
Ji Biao crawled out from the ground, but before he could move, the dragon stretched out his claws again, struck down with his claws, and flew away. He looked completely defenseless.
Crackling——
Silver lightning brewed in Jiaolong's mouth. In just two or three breaths, a thunderbolt as thick as an adult's arm burst out from his mouth and struck Ji Biao on the head.
The unique burnt smell of flesh and blood filled the air, but in the surprised gaze of the dragon descending from the sky, the fierce beast actually jumped into the air and bit him with the thunder and the pain of half of its body turning into charcoal.
Then, without any surprise, the ferocious beast, which was the size of a bullock, was whipped to the ground again. It looked extremely weak, and this time, the recovery speed of the ferocious beast's body almost stopped.
It raised its head and looked at the mighty and powerful silver dragon above its head. Looking at the indifferent dragon eyes, the corners of its mouth split open, as if it was smiling, and the ferocious tiger eyes also showed a look of relief.
"They are not worthy of killing me. Come and kill me!"
It couldn't even utter a complete sentence, and this vicious creature seemed to have just learned human language. Only this time, it was actually begging for death, and it lacked the previous ferocity.
The silver dragon opened its mouth indifferently, and the silver thunder light shone again.
Crackling!
…
"Wen'er, don't sleep. It's already passed, why are you still sleeping? Get up quickly."
The irritating voice reached his ears. Feng Bingwen opened his eyes drowsily and saw a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar round face.
"……father?"
"You kid, why are you so sleepy?"
The young man who woke up his child couldn't help but smile when he saw the confused look on his face.
"Could it be that I fell asleep?"
"I seemed to have had a dream last night!"
Feng Bingwen sat up with his body propped up. His groggy head and unprecedentedly tired body made him realize that something was wrong. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples. He couldn't help but think back to the dream that made him so happy.
.
"What were you dreaming about?"
Feng Zichuan asked curiously.
"I dreamed that I turned into a silver-scaled dragon and fought with a giant black tiger!"
Feng Bingwen explained the scene in his dream truthfully. There was nothing to hide, because,
"Hahaha, my son is really interesting. Could it be that he has read too many fantasy novels on weekdays?"
Hearing Feng Bingwen tell his dream, Feng Zichuan laughed immediately. He just thought it was interesting. He didn't think much about it at all. He just thought that Feng Bingwen had read too many fantasy novels. Children of this age like these the most.
As for reading, it was the same when he was a child.
"That's it for now!"
Feng Bingwen nodded. He didn't think that the dream he had last night was just a dream. But there was no need to tell his father, because he himself didn't understand what was going on.
"Okay, get up quickly. If you don't get up, your mother will nag you."
"good."
Although he was tired, Feng Bingwen could only push himself down at this time. Fortunately, his body recovered very quickly. As soon as he got up and had breakfast, he was jumping around, just like an ordinary child.
Today is New Year's Eve, and there is a lot of busy work at home, but Feng Bingwen is still a child, so he helps with some easy chores, and then he can do whatever he wants.
And at noon, as expected, there was a sumptuous reunion dinner. At the dinner table, the family gathered together, and after chatting about business, they talked about some anecdotes.
"My second son went to the county this morning to buy some things that I haven't prepared yet, and he heard a strange thing on the street."
Feng Lingjun, who was sitting on the main seat, took a sip of aged wine and opened his mouth to attract the attention of the whole family.
"What anecdote?"
"There are rumors everywhere on the street that the golden mace held by Judge Wu in the City God's Temple has broken."
"What?"
The whole family's attention was attracted, and even Feng Bingwen listened attentively because he thought of the extremely real dream he had last night.
There seemed to be ghosts and gods appearing in the dream, but they seemed to be serving as backgrounds for them.
"I heard what the second brother said, I don't know if it's true or not."
The old man made a statement first, and then continued,
"I heard that there was a big accident in the City God's Temple last night. Not only was the golden mace in Judge Wu's hand broken, but also the armor on his body was damaged. Several Yaksha statues were also like this, just like the ones in the City God's Temple.
It’s like the gods have gone out to fight.”
"Isn't this going to be a big deal?"
Even though there was no confirmed news, it was inevitable that a look of worry would appear on grandma's face. The broken statue did not look like a good thing.
"Mom, it's just that the weapons and armor are broken, just replace them. As long as there is no problem with the statues, it means it is a good thing! It means that some Eastern and Western Chenghuang Temples were suppressed in our Qingshan County last night."
Yu Huilian spoke quickly to appease the emotions of the elderly at home. She was also a little uneasy in her heart, but mortals could not talk nonsense about ghosts and gods. They could only think of the good.
"Yes, mother, the gods in the City God's Temple suppress evil spirits, that's a good thing!"
"hope so!"
The old man's mind was still uneasy.
"By the way, Wen'er had an interesting dream last night!"
Feng Zichuan changed the topic, while Feng Bingwen was picking at the meat in the bowl, his mind was silent, and he called up the holy book in his consciousness.
Unexpected, but also reasonable.
Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: Three thousand seven hundred sixty-nine (3769)
Evil deeds: zero
Record of good deeds
Transform into a dragon and eliminate evil beasts, good deeds, three thousand (3000)