I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 130 Pray: Fifty-one
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Hearing the cruel words put down by the golden roc in order to save his respect before fleeing, Feng Bingwen stopped at the spot, squinted his eyes and watched the big roc flee farther and farther away, letting the magic weapon in his hand clank, and did not chased.

This magical weapon is indeed fierce, and it is worthy of the [-] good deeds he spent, but after all, it has gone through a long time, is dilapidated, and met his master who has never practiced before. Peng Niao, who is plotting against Sui Jun, is powerless.

"Huh? Why didn't this slave chase after him?"

The golden-winged roc who had already fled further and further away, unable to feel the threat from behind, turned his head to look, but saw the dragon general standing in the middle of the thunder, holding a halberd and squinting at him, feeling puzzled in his heart, There are also some regrets.

If the dragon general pursues him closely and draws him further away, he intends to use real means to directly destroy the body and seize the magic weapon that may have killed the ancestors of his Golden Winged Roc clan.

"Just let me go, this guy can still do business after he goes back, won't he be left behind?"

Pengniao fled farther and farther, but the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. His spiritual sense honed in countless bloody battles was trembling, and it seemed that a fatal disaster was about to fall.

"What does it have to do with me? I'll just wait for the Dragon Lord to cross the catastrophe, and wait until the Dragon Lord is prevented from becoming a Taoist, and then I will trouble this slave."

Thinking in this way, that conspicuous golden light crashed into the forest, and it didn't know what kind of method was used, but it disappeared, as if it disappeared from this world.

At this time, standing in the air and not continuing to pursue Feng Bingwen, beside Feng Bingwen, there were already a few more bright and dazzling divine lights. When the divine lights expanded, they turned into majestic and majestic gods with mighty divine lights.

Impressively, it was the city gods of the surrounding prefectures and cities. After hearing that there were fierce birds from overseas, they planned to join forces and set up an ambush to see if they could kill the golden-winged bird.

"Hey, Mr. Feng, we just want you to lead this fierce bird to the confluence of the Jiuchuan River, and then besiege and strangle it. I never thought that this plan would come to nothing."

"Mr. Feng has great supernatural powers and amazing killing power. We underestimated him. He killed this golden roc bird and fled away with just one person."

"My lords, don't blame me, I never thought that my divine weapon would have such power after being revived."

Seeing the five majestic Fu Chenghuang in front of him, Feng Bingwen also showed apology.

According to what he promised earlier, he should use the method of provocative generals to lure the bird into the trap set up by the five city gods in advance, so that there is no room for him to use his escape method, and then directly behead him.

However, after his magical soldier recovered, he showed explosive precision and lethality against the Pengniao family, scaring the miscellaneous bird away.

Hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the five city gods all stared at the terrifying Fang Tianji in his hand for a moment, then looked at each other, and stopped talking.

In the battle just now, they all saw it in their eyes. This immortal disciple with extraordinary background was indeed trying his best to attract hatred, but when the magic weapon in his hand recovered, the situation was directly reversed, which no one expected. of.

"Since this beast has been scared away, it may not dare to come back. The effect is not bad. Even if I set up an ambush to kill him, I may not be able to kill him. After all, the root of this beast is not an ordinary mountain monster. .”

After a long while, a city god opened his mouth to smooth things over.

"Master Zhou is right, but since this matter is over, I will turn around first."

"I'm going one step ahead."

"Mr. Feng, if you are tired from fighting with this fierce monster, please rest for a while. Don't be in a hurry. We still have us to protect the people in this land."

"I know."

Feng Bingwen bowed his hands and bid farewell to these city gods. He waited until these city gods had all turned into divine lights and left, then he stood quietly in the wind and rain with no expression on his face.

Although the city gods are all virtuous and virtuous, they were all human beings before they were alive. Even after death, they still retain some human emotions after being infected by divinity.

As the God of Incense and Fire, he can only have the strongest divine power in the enshrined area, but if he leaves a specific area and wants to maintain his combat power, he will need to consume ten times and a hundred times his divine power, or even lose his original source.

He didn't follow the plan, instead he scared the roc bird away, which meant that these city gods were waiting in vain, wasting their energy, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.Feng Bingwen can understand.

"You are enshrined by all people and want to kill this bird. I, Feng Bingwen, don't want to kill this disaster at this time!"

Standing in the air, the god general whispered his emotions, and his clear and clear azure blue eyes were full of murderous intent.

He had previously agreed to the invitation of the God of Incense and Vulcan to besiege and kill the Pengniao. Although the request was to cut off the head of the Golden-winged Pengniao himself, the essence was to mix up some good deeds.

But when the bird left just now, Feng Bingwen changed his mind when he let go of the cruel words, and a killing intent really arose in his heart. It was the killing intent to erase it from this world regardless of the cost, regardless of any gains and losses.

"Have you seen the essence of my Dharma, and also remembered my spiritual aura? Hehe, you are indeed a descendant of a divine bird that is equal to a real dragon, but you have seen too much."

Riding the wind and rain, the red armored dragon walked into the mountain forest that had become a mess because of the battle just now, and sat cross-legged on a bluestone lying on a crouching cow standing in the rushing stream, closed his eyes, and returned to his senses.

"Book of Heaven!"

Feng Bingwen, who was staying in the safe Feng family mansion, shouted silently, that volume of heavenly book that seemed to be able to arouse infinite power of cause and effect appeared in Feng Bingwen's consciousness with hundreds of millions of rays of light.

Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: five thousand seven thousand six hundred (57600)

Evil deeds: two thousand one hundred and seventy five (2175)

"Pray!"

"Using a crushing force, the magic weapon that kills the golden-winged roc will not be given any chance of life. The true spirit will die, and it will not enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

wow~
A pale golden flame ignited on the heavenly book, and the blazing flame was more powerful than any previous prayer, so it only burned for a few breaths, and the number of good deeds was reduced by ten thousand.

Feng Bingwen stared at this scene intently, not paying attention, and even a little excited. If this flame can be ignited, it means that Tianshu can fulfill his wish of prayer.

Just a few breaths later, his complexion changed again, because the amount of good deeds he had accumulated was ten thousand less, and the burning speed was many times faster than the speed of his good deeds.

"Twenty thousand, isn't that enough?"

Feng Bingwen's complexion began to change. The magic weapon obtained by [-] good deeds can drive that roc to flee. Now he just wants a magic weapon that can crush him instantly, and even [-] can't beat it ?

Now that the prayer has already started and the Heavenly Book has given a response, it will naturally not stop due to any factors. Under Feng Bingwen's more and more dull gaze, the number of good deeds is getting smaller and smaller, and the flames are burning more and more.

Twenty thousand!

Thirty thousand!

……

fifty thousand!

"Hey, it's already [-], can't this kill him? Keep on going, leave me some change!"

Seeing that his hard-earned good deeds were about to be burned away, Feng Bingwen couldn't bear it anymore. He thought he was already rich now, but now it seems that it is not enough to burn the book.

It seemed that Feng Bingwen's shout had an effect, and the pale golden flame that was burning more and more prosperous finally had a tendency to wilt. Under Feng Bingwen's gratified eyes, it shrank rapidly and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Good deeds: Lu Qian Lu Bai (6600)

This time, the amount of charitable deeds burned was as high as [-], which was unprecedented. It far exceeded Feng Bingwen's expectations and broke through his psychological bottom line.

"My Immortal Dao Foundation!"

Feng Bingwen felt that his heart was bleeding, and that smooth and tender little face couldn't help twitching slightly, becoming a little distorted.

He thought that if he worked harder, he should be able to get enough good deeds by killing demons and demons, saving the world and saving the people in this human catastrophe, and get the innate spiritual things that made the immortal base.

But now it seems that it is not enough at all. He can spend as much as he gets for his good deeds, and he can't save it at all.

But the other side dared to threaten him, claiming to trouble his deity, the Dapeng bird, who was not killing him, had no choice.

"No loss, Tianshu has always been benevolent, what is given must match the good deeds consumed, this time it must be worth the money, there is no need for heartache."

Feng Bingwen comforted himself like this.

That is to say, when he made a wish and the flame on the heavenly book was extinguished, in a secret place of heaven and earth full of bloody evil spirit, corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed into the sea, one after another sharp sword energy rushed into the sky. Get up and stir the wind and clouds.

This piece of bloody and evil spirit everywhere, but still relatively peaceful secret world, suddenly became turbulent.

The sword energy bursting out from the sea of ​​corpses is unparalleled, and the corpses with fangs, sharp claws, hoof horns, scales, etc., no matter how miraculous they are, once touched by the sword energy, they will be turned into dust , the essence of which was plundered.

cracking!
As if unwilling to be ravaged like this, on a mountain of corpses, endless evil spirits surged, converging on one of the most powerful corpses in life.

Immediately, the tattered corpse that had been dead for an unknown number of years staggered and spread its wings again. The golden wings were so brilliant and dazzling in this space, as if the sun had fallen into it, blooming with infinite brilliance.

Zheng~
But before this corpse showed the power of the world before it was born, it saw that the sword energy that had been raging in this secret realm was separated and gathered into a stream, like a red dragon, falling from the sky and pouring directly into it. To this corpse full of unwillingness and resentment.

boom!
The newly recovered Pengniao corpse fell directly, and the scarlet sword energy dissipated above its skull, revealing a simple and majestic sword weapon.

And similar scenes can be seen everywhere in this secret realm full of monster corpses. The monster corpses who were unwilling to die were directly suppressed and killed as soon as they moved.

(End of this chapter)