One pound of meat equals one attribute point.

Chapter 254 Such a great gift, miners and slaves

boom!
Su Heng snorted coldly, spread out his five fingers and clenched them tightly.

The huge force squeezed the air, forming a strong wind like a white ribbon, which spread in all directions. The surrounding bamboo forest trembled and exploded into pieces.

With wings spread, it is ready to take off.

But a rustling sound came from under his feet, drawing Su Heng's attention back.

Stop and look down.

In the cracked and sunken ground, in the crimson chaos.

Strange mice, about the size of calves, without eyes and with metallic claws and teeth, emerged from the cracks. These monsters had no eyes and did not seem to have any particularly outstanding intelligence.

He relied entirely on his sense of smell and the two mustaches on his mouth to discern the external situation. At this time, he raised his head and sniffed the air outside.

It found where Su Heng was, then opened its mouth and bit him directly.

puff!

Su Heng stepped down directly.

The rat-like demon exploded on the spot and turned into a bright red meat pie.

"This thing is a cricket and mole rat!" Su Heng frowned slightly and recognized the origin of these rat monsters from their appearance.

Cricket and mole rat are a very common low-level demon in Changshengtian.

The individual strength is ordinary, even an ordinary person can kill alone with a weapon in hand.

But there are so many of these monsters, and they appear in groups. Moreover, the sharp teeth and claws of the crickets and moles can drill through the boundary wall around the myth battlefield. If they are not controlled, these monsters can expand the scope of the myth battlefield along the gaps.

Even in the worst case scenario.

Cricket mole rats can pull the entire world into Changshengtian.

At that time, except for a few powerful people in the world, it would be an absolute disaster for the general public.

Under the nest, have the eggs finished?
"It seems that the situation is worse than I thought." Su Heng whispered.

Everything that happened here seemed to be premeditated. The corrupt demon Marba had just escaped from his trap. On the other side, some powerful beings were already impatiently summoning crickets and rats on a large scale, trying to break through the boundary wall and invade.

They really treat us as soft persimmons.

but……

Then again.

If there was no Su Heng, it would be hopeless for the few immortal sects and families in the seven states of Jiang and E to hold out against the battlefield of gods and demons.

After all, this group of people couldn't even defeat the Skeleton Plain, and they were fighting with the three major Tantric noobs, and the fight was hard to determine the winner.

Not to mention the Eternal Heaven mythological battlefield, which is infinitely more dangerous and weird than the Skeleton Plain.

"However, since you are so impatient, I will give you a big gift."

The corners of Su Heng's mouth tugged, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

He took a deep breath.

And inside the chest, the second heart was beating slowly and heavily.

There was a dangerous buzzing sound in the air, and the dust and smoke gathered in the sky dispersed, but the sunlight at dawn suddenly became dim. A little bit of dark red light was suspended in the void, and then gathered and collapsed in Su Heng's mouth, turning into pure white, exposing the unstable core inside -

boom!
A beam of blazing light burst out from Su Heng's mouth.

It followed the crack in the ground and penetrated into another section of the wall, causing a violent explosion.

An extremely angry roar was faintly heard from the void, but was quickly drowned out by the aftermath of the violent explosion.

Rumble!
The ground vibrated and hummed.

Dazzling beams of white light shot straight into the sky along the cracks like sharp blades.

A catastrophe had occurred here, the ground collapsed, as if the end of the world had come. Whole pieces of floor and rubble were blown hundreds of meters into the air, and a cloud of blue-purple plasma exploded violently, heating the air and forming a curtain of flames that flowed upward.

Black smoke billowed, and the air expanded due to the heat, creating a huge suction effect, which drove the smoke and dust on the ground into the sky and then further dispersed in the vast and clear sky.

From a distance, it looks like a huge mushroom cloud rising slowly in the dark sky, overlooking the vast Gobi Desert below.

Swish!
At the moment of the explosion.

Su Heng flapped his wings, caught the rapidly rising air current, flew high into the sky, and then hovered.

He stretched out his arms, feeling the scorching air blowing his long hair away. The extremely strong light mixed with high temperature and radiation fell on Su Heng's sturdy body, bringing a little bit of stinging pain, but it made his consciousness clearer.

There was a faint red light in Su Heng's eyes and he lowered his head.

The powerful destructive force generated by the breath turned the space on the other side of the Dharma King Temple into a purgatory. The high temperature and terrifying radiation burned the ground. For quite a long time, some weaker demons could not move in the core area of ​​the explosion, which would hinder the invasion from the other side.

But on the other hand, the aftermath of the explosion will inevitably cause damage to the boundary wall. The two will cancel each other out. As for whether the final result will be good or bad, Su Heng can't say for sure.

But that's his character.

Since war was inevitable, he should be the one to start the dispute.

He was unwilling to lose the initiative in this war. However...

After all, the mythical battlefield has never been completely opened.

Being able to achieve this is already Su Heng's limit.

Next, we need to find a way to completely sort out the various scattered problems. All the forces that can be mobilized in the seven states of Jiang and E should be integrated together. Only by resolving the internal conflicts first can we have no worries and fight happily.

Swish!
When Su Heng thought of this, he did not stop.

His broad wings spread slightly, vibrated violently, and then circled around the pillar of flames rising in the sky. His burly body quickly disappeared into the clouds on the other side.

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On the other side, Skull Plain, outside the Dharma King Temple.

After Lin Xiaoye and He Xingyun left, they ran as fast as they could with Su Heng's orders to the temporary camp built at the foot of Wulian Mountain.

After all, this matter involves the mythical battlefield and is extremely urgent, so neither of them dared to delay.

In a temporary meeting hall converted from a monk's house.

The two found Ling Weizi.

But before He Xingyun had time to knock on the door, he heard a fierce argument coming from the conference room.

Click!

The door was opened by a disciple of Lieyang Sect standing outside.

He Xingyun thanked him softly and entered the room.

The small room was a little dim, with only two candles on the table providing light. The doors and windows were closed, and the atmosphere was unusually solemn.

There were three groups of people in total. One group was Ling Weizi, who was dressed in red and standing in front of the window, holding a teacup in her hand and looking a little helpless. The other group was three young monks who were in tattered clothes, with injuries on their bodies, and whose origins were unclear.

As for the last one, he is the most powerful.

This man had a rat-like face, frowned brows, a gloomy temperament, and wore a gorgeous brocade robe. Although he was not very burly, the aura he exuded was quite strong. There was a cold light in his eyes, and he refused mercilessly every time he opened his mouth, giving people an aggressive feeling.

Lin Xiaoye and He Xingyun entered the room, listened to a few words of conversation, and quickly figured out what had happened.

The middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe and with a rat-like face is named Wu Weihan, and he is an elder of the Wu family in Jiangbei.

The area of ​​seven states of Jiang and E, three major immortal sects, and four major families.

Among the three major immortal sects, the Wuji Sword Sect where He Xingyun belongs is the strongest, and is ruled by a peerless sword god who is above Tiangui.

And among the four major families.

The Jiangbei Wu family is undoubtedly the strongest and they also have an ancestor who is above the level of Tiangui.

Jiangbeizhou is closest to Skull Plain, and the Dharma King Temple is now open.

The Wu family held a temporary market outside the Fawang Temple and recruited a large number of people to go to the Fawang Temple to dig for the Taoist heritage. The two signed an agreement, in which the Wu family provided a resource map, and these foreign cultivators returned the agreed part of their harvest to the elders of the Wu family.

As the Wu family presided over the market, they only needed to provide some resources for mass production to continuously obtain precious Taoist treasures from the Fawang Temple. This should have been a good thing that was sure to make money.

But as the devil revived, strange beasts became rampant.

In addition, there is the opening of the mythological battlefield and the aftermath between Su Heng and the demon god.

If at the beginning, some ordinary cultivators could still try their luck in the Dharma King Temple, then now, the Dharma King Temple has completely become a wasteland. Even a top-notch cultivator like He Xingyun, who is at the third level of the Heavenly Gui, will encounter danger in the Dharma King Temple, not to mention those ordinary casual cultivators who are not even Heavenly Gui.

And this is where the controversy arises.

Those wandering cultivators wanted to leave the Dharma King Temple and were unwilling to continue taking risks and throwing away their lives in vain.

But how could the elders of the Wu family agree to such a thing?

Among the seven states of Jiang and E, the four major families are high and mighty and do not take these ordinary cultivators who were born in wild ways seriously.

What's more, among the aristocratic families, the Jiangbei Wu family is unique and has full confidence.

You independent cultivators only lost your lives, but my Wu family lost resources and money. How can a strong person suffer a loss in this world?

"If you want to leave, you can." Wu Wei said coldly.

The leader of the independent cultivators was named Guan Luo, who came from a small sect in Liuzhou.

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief and show joy on his face, but Wu Weihan's next words made his heart skip a beat, "But, you owe me the Wu family's resources, and you must repay it tenfold according to the contents of the list."

"You just provided some maps and talismans, but you made us pay such a price." Seeing his aggressive attitude, Guan Luo became furious.

But he suppressed his anger and said humbly, "We are willing to do our best to repay, but the above content is too much and we can't afford it."

"It's okay if you can't afford it." Wu Weihan seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and smiled, "You can ask your sect elders for it. If that doesn't work, you can join my Wu family's treasure-hunting team and become a miner. There are many ways to repay, and there is always one that suits you."

"But whether I can survive by then..." Wu Weihan pursed his lips and spread his hands, "I don't care about that."

(End of this chapter)