As soon as Yang Jiong hid Chen Fugui, a man walked into the Juyi Hall. When he saw Meng Ziyang on the ground, he exclaimed: "Who are you? What did you do to our leader?"
Meng Ziyang's body was intact, obviously full of vitality, but there was no movement at all. Everything seemed very strange. The man stood at the door of the Juyi Hall and did not go any further.
The man was ugly in appearance, with particularly prominent cheekbones on his face. Although Yang Jiong had sufficient spiritual power at this time, his spiritual power was unsustainable and he could no longer use the soul-suppressing seal.
He tried his best to put a gentle smile on his face: "The first time I saw you, your little cheekbones are so cute. I found that I couldn't help but admire you. What should I do?"
The man was startled and took a few steps back reflexively. He asked: "After the divine man formed the Zifu, his spiritual thoughts turned into the divine infant, is it impossible for him to become insane? Did the Taoist fellow Taoist take the wrong medicine?
Haven’t you overcome the inner demons?”
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Actually, I'm here to do something."
The man with cheekbones asked strangely: "What are you doing in Ziyang? Since you are doing something, why don't you let the leader stand up and talk?"
Yang Jiong glanced at Meng Ziyang on the ground and said with a smile: "He! It's one of the things I want to do. He is sleeping now, and I can't bear to wake him up."
"Nonsense, gods no longer eat the fireworks of the world, how can they sleep." The man with cheekbones saw that Yang Jiong was only in the realm of mortal gods, and the timidity in his heart was much reduced.
"You can come and check in person whether he is sleeping or not." Yang Jiong kicked out and the lying Meng Ziyang turned into a side-lying position.
Meng Ziyang was in the middle stage of the Earth God. This mortal god dared to humiliate him like this. The man with cheekbones was frightened. Just as he was about to scold Yang Jiong, he suddenly found that a long knife had been cut to his waist.
The man with cheekbones reacted very quickly, and a flying sword flashed out from beside him, blocking the blow from the parting hook.
There was a soft sound of "dang", and the parting hook and the flying sword were evenly matched. The material of the flying sword of the man with cheekbones was as good as the top-grade spiritual treasure. Yang Jiong managed to distract him, but he failed in the end.
The man's flying sword did not cut off the parting hook, and he looked a little surprised. Although his flying sword was only a top-grade spiritual treasure, its material was special and could restrain all similar spiritual treasures. He looked at the long sword in Yang Jiong's hand and couldn't help but ask:
"Is your sword also made of black copper mica?"
Yang Jiong didn't know what black copper mica was, and he had no intention of studying the material of Lingbao with him. He said quietly: "In addition to killing the rich and helping the poor, the main purpose of my coming here today is actually to restore the clear sky to the purple sun. Meng
Ziyang deserves to die, and so do you."
The man couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth a few times, and asked in disbelief: "Kill the rich and give to the poor? Have you been brainwashed by the storytellers in the mortal world?"
When he saw Yang Jiong nodded affirmatively, he suddenly realized: "Yes, there is something wrong with your brain. Otherwise, how could a little mortal god dare to go to the Ziyang Sect to cause trouble? What on earth did you do to our leader?"
The man with cheekbones directed the flying sword to attack Yang Jiong, and a spiritual thought was directed towards Meng Ziyang. The spiritual thought disappeared in a flash, and he rushed into Meng Ziyang's Zifu, and then he saw the fragments of the divine infant floating in the Zifu.
When the divine baby is broken, the person dies. The man with cheekbones suddenly changed his face, rushed out of the Juyi Hall, and looked at Yang Jiong in disbelief. His eyes
His eyes were wide open, his prominent cheekbones were shaking up and down, and he was speechless for a long time.
All this was so unbelievable that he couldn't figure out Yang Jiong's depth, so he shouted: "I'll spare you today, and I'll deal with you later." He took back his flying sword and flew into the sky.
A flying sword came towards him, but he had not withdrawn his flying sword yet. He did not dare to resist the flying sword, so he had to retreat to the ground.
Besides Yang Jiong, there were others here. The man with cheekbones was so frightened that he still dared to fight. He activated a teleportation talisman, shining brightly, and was about to be teleported to another place.
A bucket-sized blue thunderbolt fell. After a loud bang, the teleportation light group was destroyed and the man fell to the ground.
He had just stood up, and had already attacked his side with one sword after another. He could barely handle the parting hook, but now he was dwarfed by another middle-grade spiritual treasure. After a few breaths, parting
The hook crossed and chopped across, smashing his head and the divine infant into pieces.
In the realm of mortal gods, Yang Jiong used all his swords and swords. It took him several rounds to kill him, and he also used divine thunder, two spiritual treasures to attack at the same time and other killing moves. Of course, it was not that Yang Jiong became weaker, but
This man was very cautious and would run away if anything went wrong.
Battles between gods and men of the same realm, without special treasures or techniques, mostly end in a draw. Even if there is a winner or loser, it is not determined by life and death. Yang Jiong defeated the same level so completely that he could even kill a higher-level god.
The human condition has rarely appeared in Zixiao's long history.
From the entrance of the cave to now, Yang Jiong has been fighting. Although he recovered his divine power during the period, he used the soul-suppressing seal twice, and his spiritual power was greatly overdrawn, and it took a long rest to recover.
On the beam, Chen Fugui struggled desperately, biting his lip and bleeding. Yang Jiong let go of the restraint, and Chen Fugui jumped directly from the beam with a hatchet. The beam was eight feet high from the ground. If a mortal jumped from such a height, he would definitely be seriously injured.
Yang Jiong stretched out a ray of divine power and gently lifted Chen Fugui to the ground, only to see that his eyes were bloodshot, a low howling sound came from his mouth, and he rushed to the side of the corpse of the cheekbone god in a few steps.
Chen Fugui held the knife in both hands and slashed hard at the cheekbones of the corpse of the divine man. One knife after another, like chopping meat, the sound of "boom, boom" could not be heard.
He was tireless and used all his strength to chop with every knife. After a while, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. That was because he had suffered internal injuries due to excessive force.
"Did he kill your whole family?"
Chen Fugui cried and nodded: "That's him."
"You are not men of God, how could he attack you?"
Chen Fugui finally got tired of chopping, and with a "clang" sound, the hatchet in his hand fell into a pool of blood, with the curled edges on the blade touching each other. After all, it was the body of a god. Even if there was no divine protection at this time, it was not something that an ordinary hatchet could cut.
Broken.
"He found the spiritual stones I put under the bed. After going around Pansi Cave, he killed three members of my family. But I really didn't lie to him. I really picked up those spiritual stones from Pansi Cave.
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"If I had listened to my father and not picked up those spiritual stones, none of this would have happened. I regret it so much! Wuwuwuwu..."
Man dies for wealth, and bird dies for food. The first time Yang Jiong arrived at Chen Fugui’s house, he discovered
The spiritual stone under the bed. At that time, he once had the idea of quietly taking the spiritual stone. Of course, he did not want to steal the spiritual stone, but wanted to reduce some trouble for their family.
They buried dozens of spiritual stones three feet deep underground. To the gods, it was undoubtedly "there are no three hundred taels of silver here." As long as the gods were not blind, they would feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy when they flew over their roofs.
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Things have already happened, and regret has no effect. Yang Jiong asked: "Since he believed that you had lied to him and killed your family of three, how could he leave you alone?"
Chen Fugui touched his neck and said: "The first person he killed was me. At that time, he cut my neck open with a sword, thinking that I would die. The life-saving elixir you left happened to be on me. I put the elixir on The wound recovered quickly."
Yang Jiong once gave his wife Chunfen a life-saving elixir, and then left four life-prolonging elixirs. That life-saving elixir was actually a very ordinary healing elixir. It was something used by gods, but it had an effect on ordinary people. Significantly.
"Who burned the hut?"
"After I came back to life, I couldn't afford to bury my father, wife and children, so I burned down the house. That was their home, and I had no choice but to use my former home to bury them." Chen Fugui's eyes turned red again as he shed tears. Flow down drop by drop.
Yang Jiong sighed and said: "Ordinary people should live an ordinary life and do not come into contact with things related to spiritual stones in the future. Don't mention the secret of Pansi Cave to outsiders, otherwise your life will be at risk."
Chen Fugui kowtowed to Yang Jiong a few times and said: "Thank you, my benefactor, for helping me avenge my great revenge. My father is gone, my wife and my son are gone. I, my life is meaningless." He got up and said to him in despair. Walk outside the door.
Looking at Chen Fugui's sluggish back, Yang Jiong had mixed feelings. As long as a person lives in the world, no one will have smooth sailing. Life is a collection of joys and sorrows, happiness and pain. Only by experiencing the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and numb can Realize the true meaning of life.
Chen Fugui did not have the Five Elements Spiritual Root in his head, so he could not be born in the Zifu, and he could not embark on the path of a god in this life. Even if Yang Jiong wanted to help him, he could not do it.
The human tribulation has passed, but the inner demon tribulation has not yet arrived, but Yang Jiong is not worried at all. He has the soul-suppressing seal, and he can overcome the inner demon tribulation at the command center without any danger.
There are seven gods in the Ziyang Sect, and four of them have been killed by him. There were two people under the peach tree, one of them was killed by him in front of the cave, and the other disappeared. In addition, there are two mortal gods. He never showed up and didn't know where he was hiding.
Cutting the grass without eradicating the roots will lead to endless troubles. This is the experience and lesson of blood. Yang Jiong has not recovered his spiritual thoughts, so he cannot use the soul-suppressing seal. However, he is extremely skilled in physical training and can control two spiritual treasures at the same time. As long as they are operated properly, the divine Thunder plus parting hook can completely kill mortal gods.
There is a rough three-foot-tall jade statue in the Juyi Hall. Yang Jiong examined it for a long time and could not see who the statue was. Gods have a long lifespan, and they themselves are the objects of worship by mortals. In the mortal world, people often regard Pictures of gods and men are posted on doors, in ancestral halls, or in various temples.
This statue was made simply and roughly, and its facial features were polished and even a little blurry. Yang Jionghua removed the bodies of Meng Ziyang and the two men, turned over and sat on the shoulders of the statue, and began to clean up the harvest. His feet shook back and forth, and a large amount of dirt fell off. Jade skin.