Chapter 140: Scorched Earth Flame Lord Feng Ping

Scorching fire light shot into the sky, stirring up dark clouds.

Such a violent explosion razed the surrounding houses to the ground, turning them into ruins in an instant. The tremor covered a radius of eight hundred meters, and the sound could be vaguely heard five kilometers away.

The rising smoke and dust instantly attracted all the experts the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance had deployed in the surroundings.

"Everyone, rush to the 【Ding】 area."

A hurried sound came from the walkie-talkie. At the same time, a man wearing a Daoist robe with a faint scar on his brow had already flashed into this blocked old residential area.

"Zhao Yao, what was that just now?"

At the same time, three figures appeared like ghosts behind the man in the Daoist robe. Their aura was equally powerful, True Yang scorching, pure and unified, and at this moment, they finally no longer hid.

As 【Gao Gong】 practitioners cultivated by the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance, facing the explosion that shot into the sky just now, even these people felt a trace of fear.

"I don't know... but one thing is certain... that should be the source of stealing dragon energy..." Zhao Yao gritted his teeth.

Bai Yujing City is the source of the world's water dragon. Stealing dragon energy and stealing heaven's secrets, such means, if in ancient times, hidden in the city, hiding ferocity, must be a demon.

"We'll know when we rush over." Zhao Yao said in a low voice.

The four Gao Gong practitioners, their figures like a line, passed through the secluded alleys and flew toward the direction of the Zhang family old house.

"Everyone, can you stop?"

Just at this moment, a slow, languid voice sounded at the alley entrance. At the same time, a man with a slightly hunched figure pushed a pancake stall and blocked everyone's way.

"Move aside!" Zhao Yao raised his brows and shouted sharply.

"Tsk tsk... Little Zhao, it's been many years... you've become a Gao Gong practitioner... you've been highly valued in the Dao Alliance all these years."

Feng Ping'an wiped his oily hands on his dirty apron. He untied the strap and put it away.

"Hmm? Who are you?"

Zhao Yao was stunned. His gaze narrowed into a line, looking at this pancake-selling vendor who looked ordinary and plain, only feeling that he looked familiar.

"No matter who you are, the Dao Alliance is handling business now, get out immediately."

Just at this moment, beside him, a woman wearing white plain clothes spoke. She was the only woman among the four Gao Gong practitioners.

The explosion just now was too shocking. If they didn't rush over in time, heaven knows what kind of terrible consequences and influence would follow.

At this moment, she had no time to think about the identity of this small vendor.

"Young people, just a bit impatient, liver fire is too strong!"

Boom—

Feng Ping'an sighed. As soon as the words fell, a terrifying fire light shot into the sky, actually instantly swallowing the woman in white plain clothes.

"Ah ah ah..."

The tragic screams rang out violently. Everyone's expression changed slightly. Before they could react, the woman turned into a piece of charcoal and froze in place.

However, her painful groans still came intermittently from that charred body, as if that charred body had become a prison trapping her.

"This is..."

At this time, Zhao Yao's expression changed abruptly, and the trembling in his eyes seemed to uncover some dusty memory, and a sense of fear rose spontaneously.

"You dare..."

Beside him, the two Gao Gong practitioners couldn't sit still. Killing intent rose, anger surged, and they were about to take action.

"Don't... don't take action... she's not dead..."

Zhao Yao hurriedly raised his hand to stop them, but beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead, and his trembling gaze cast toward the ordinary pancake stall owner.

"Little Zhao, you still have an eye for it... I wouldn't kill someone just because of a disagreement... I'm not a perverted serial killer..." Feng Ping'an grinned and laughed: "Am I right!?"

"I... I don't know when you returned to Bai Yujing City." Zhao Yao whispered, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Return? I don't remember leaving." Feng Ping'an laughed lightly, extinguishing the stove.

"Zhao Yao..."

Just at this moment, the two Gao Gong practitioners behind were anxious and hurriedly reminded him. No matter what the origin of this person was, now was not the time to reminisce.

"Please move aside." Zhao Yao gritted his teeth and said.

"Little Zhao, you still haven't figured out the situation."

Feng Ping'an rubbed his hands, and his slightly hunched body slowly straightened. At this moment, he finally turned around completely and looked at the three Gao Gong practitioners from the Dao Alliance.

"With me here, no one can pass."

Boom—

As soon as the words fell, everyone's expression changed abruptly, and they saw that the place where they stood had turned into scorched earth, and fierce flames burned, spreading in all directions in an instant.

"This is an external scene!?"

The three Gao Gong practitioners' gazes trembled. The Nascent Soul illuminated, entering the external scene. At this moment, they seemed to fall into the boundless purgatory, floating everywhere, scorched earth everywhere. That kind of scorching heat made the True Yang in their bodies seem to be burning.

"He... who is he?"

"External scene manifestation, the pressure of the Nascent Soul is actually terrifying to this extent!?"

The two Gao Gong practitioners looked at each other, simply unable to believe it. Since entering the 【Gao Gong】 rank, they had never encountered such aggressive fear.

"Little Zhao, speaking of which, you followed me for a period of time back then. After so many years, do you want to try your skills?" Feng Ping'an raised his gaze slightly, grinning, revealing a cruel smile.

Zhao Yao clenched his fists, and his clothes had long been soaked with sweat.

So many years had passed, but facing this man, that kind of powerless pressure was still there.

"Retreat..."

Just at this moment, an old voice sounded leisurely, echoing in this external scene of scorched earth.

At the same time, a wrinkled palm fell on Zhao Yao's body.

"Chairman... chairman..."

Zhao Yao turned his head and saw an old man standing there, wearing a long robe, Daoist bones and immortal style. It was none other than the chairman of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance, Lou Lou Hechuan.

"Chairman, we..."

The other two Gao Gong practitioners saw this, as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw, and hurriedly opened their mouths.

"Of course you are not his opponent..."

Lou Lou Hechuan walked with slow steps, walked to Zhao Yao's side, and locked the man at the alley entrance with his gloomy gaze.

At this time, the smile on Feng Ping'an's face gradually faded.

"He is the former vice-chairman of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance..."

"Scorched Earth Flame Lord, Feng Ping'an!" Lou Lou Hechuan said in a low voice, a murderous intent rising in his muddy eyes.

"Long time no see, Old Lou!"

Feng Ping'an's gaze sank, the flames behind him were clear, rising a foot from the ground.

At this time, the Zhang family old house had long been razed to the ground.

Ruins were everywhere. In the huge deep pit, the strange stone statue slowly appeared before everyone's eyes after the smoke and dust dissipated.

"Chief of all spirits, Ancestor of all laws!"

"God position of the Great Lingzong Wang? What kind of god is this? I have never heard of it? Evil god and obscene sacrifice?"

"No incense but fire rises... This is stealing the dragon energy of Bai Yujing, pointing it into incense, and offering it to this god statue!?"

At this time, astonished gazes fell on the clay statue one after another.

Among those present, there were disciples from ancient Daoist families like Xu Xu Zhixia, and experts from the Dao Alliance like Ma Ma Buting and Sui Brother Chunsheng... They were knowledgeable, and what they knew exceeded ordinary Daoist priests, but this strange clay statue made them all fall into astonishment.

Among those present, there were disciples like Xu Xu Zhixia who came from ancient Daoist families, as well as experts like Ma Ma Buting and Sui Brother Chunsheng who were born and bred within the Daoist Alliance... They were exceptionally knowledgeable, and what they knew and had heard surpassed that of ordinary Daoist priests, yet this bizarre clay statue before them plunged them all into suspicion and doubt.

Such means, never heard of!

"God position of the Great Lingzong Wang? Is this the thing my dad left in the old house?"

At this moment, only Zhang Fan had a different mood from others. He looked at the clay statue, his gaze trembling, and couldn't help but have a very wonderful feeling.

At this moment, he seemed to be looking at Zhang Lingzong, and it seemed to be looking at himself.

His Nascent Soul was restless, about to come out, as if wanting to leave this original body and descend onto the strange clay statue.

"What the hell is this thing!?"

Zhang Fan guarded his heart and suppressed his mind.

At this time, everyone knew that no matter what this clay statue was, it hid the truth of this investigation, the source of the disaster, and the destination of the dragon energy.

"Now by me..."

Just at this moment, Ma Ma Buting spoke. He was from the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance, and he was the strongest one here, so he naturally had to be responsible for the overall situation.

"Now it is up to me to take over this clay statue."

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However, before his words were finished, a slow, languid voice sounded, cutting him off.

Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction of the sound, seeing Zhang Fan slowly walking out from the corner.

"You!?"

Ma Ma Buting was stunned. At this time, even Sui Brother Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue felt a bit surprised.

"This thing must be an evil god and obscene sacrifice, an outsider..."

Zhang Fan said in a low voice, looking like he was eliminating demons and defending the Dao.

"For everyone's safety, this thing should be taken care of by me for the time being."

"If I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other, and the huge open space was silent.

"You mean you have the highest cultivation here and are not afraid of the evil god?" Zhou Zhou Miao Yu sneered.

"That's what I mean."

Zhang Fan grinned and laughed, his originally gentle gaze suddenly becoming sharp, sweeping over everyone like a knife.

"Zhang Fan... is he really Zhang Fan?"

At this time, Xu Xu Zhixia's eyes were a bit trance-like. After not seeing him for a few months, she really couldn't link the Zhang Fan before her eyes with the Zhang Fan she had been with day and night for four years.

Just now he was low-key and silent, unknown, but in the blink of an eye, his words were sharp, jumping like a knife.

This was completely different from his previous temperament.

The most critical thing is that at this moment, the people he is facing are not ordinary people, especially that Ma Ma Buting...

"What a big tone, I just happen to come to learn your methods."

Just at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded, rumbling like drums.

Hum...

Almost at the same time, Ma Ma Buting shot out like a cannonball, the terrifying power blasting a deep pit where he originally stood. In an instant, he appeared in front of Zhang Fan, his speed so fast that it was staggering.

Boom—

Between lightning and flint, everyone's eyes couldn't even react, and a punch wrapped in vast True Yang smashed toward Zhang Fan's chest.

Bang... bang... bang...

Just at this moment, everyone was trance-like, only hearing a heavy sound, like a heartbeat, like rolling thunder.

"This is..."

Xu Xu Zhixia's pretty face trembled slightly, and she saw Zhang Fan's chest rising and falling violently, the terrifying True Yang like a flood breaking a dam, gathering in one place, actually blocking Ma Ma Buting's sudden punch.

Boom—

Two figures collided violently, the aftermath rolling up the gang wind and raging.

"Marshal Tian Peng Marshal Tian Peng, Nine Yuan Evil Child."

"Five Dings Chief, Gao Gao Diao North Old Man."

Just at this moment, a grand curse echoed in everyone's ears, mysterious and powerful, fierce and ferocious.

"Daoist law passed down for thousands of years, the first killing method of the Northern Heaven Mysterious Emperor!"

"This is... Marshal Tian Peng Curse!?"

Xu Xu Zhixia's gaze trembled, simply unable to believe that the Northern Emperor Method, known as the first killing method of the Daoist world, which had been lost since the Daoist world tribulation, actually appeared in Zhang Fan's hands!?

"How could it be?"

At this time, a monstrous wave rose in Xu Xu Zhixia's heart.

That Zhang Fan who had been with her day and night for four years, that gentle and low-key Zhang Fan, that ordinary Zhang Fan...

Everything seemed to be torn to pieces at this moment, under the vast and combined Marshal Tian Peng Curse.

After several twists and turns through wind and fire, seeing me again is not me.

Xu Xu Zhixia knew that at this moment, the Zhang Fan she saw was the real Zhang Fan, the Zhang Fan who bore Daoist magic and had terrifying cultivation.

Boom—

A bloody light surged, three parts of evil spirit condensed, and following that, a tooth phantom manifested in Zhang Fan's hand, the ferocious light of the fangs like a knife, the divine power cold and biting.

"Marshal Tian Peng Tooth!"

In the distance, Li Li Gaoyang's gold-rimmed glasses almost fell off. He never dreamed that... Xu Xu Zhixia's unknown ex-boyfriend, originally thought to be just an ordinary person who grew up in a slum.

But right now, the methods Zhang Fan revealed made him feel a trace of horror.

That is the Northern Emperor Method.

That is the Marshal Tian Peng Curse.

"Don't leave since you're here."

Zhang Fan's arm flickered like a long spear, violently grabbing Ma Ma Buting who was about to borrow strength to retreat. The latter's instinctual reaction, the majestic True Yang rolling and moving, in an instant, covered his whole body.

Hum...

Just at this moment, the Marshal Tian Peng Tooth arrived suddenly, Tai Yin turned into evil, and the ferocity turned into ferocity, as if it were a sharp blade, easily breaking Ma Ma Buting's True Yang. The sharp ferocious light pierced the other's shoulder, and scarlet blood gushed out.

"Good..."

Ma Ma Buting felt a pain, his expression changed abruptly. Suddenly, his shoulder shrugged violently, his bones trembled, and the gushing blood stopped abruptly.

"Not over yet!!"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, following like a shadow. His right hand hung down, and the Marshal Tian Peng Tooth pierced into Ma Ma Buting's chest...

At the same time, his big hand fell, as if a shadow, directly covering the other's face. The terrifying strange force pressed down violently, directly smashing the other into the ground, hard smashing out a big pit, the scattered smoke and dust mixed with the pungent smell of blood.

"Damn... this... this is too cruel."

On the huge open space, there was silence. Everyone widened their eyes, their eyes filled with awe.

Especially Xu Xu Zhixia, who seemed to no longer recognize the Zhang Fan before her eyes.

"Now, this clay statue is kept by me..."

Zhang Fan didn't even look, turned around, his indifferent gaze swept over everyone, his tone became gentle again, and then he asked democratically.

"I've finished speaking, who agrees, who opposes!?"

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