Zhenlongting

Chapter 249 Selecting the battlefield, with murderous intentions

After Zhang Kun discovered that the rumors spread in the cities and countryside around Baling were very unfavorable to him.

On the one hand, speeding up the movement, using all the abilities of the whole body, using medical methods, combined with various hell training methods, let the blood of the little carp be directly stimulated, and the success of the dragon transformation can be regarded as adding another fifth-level combat power to Baling. One step ahead of planning and layout.

This is just one of them.

In addition, it is to use rumors to rumors, spread all kinds of absurd and specious news, and use the greatest strength to muddy the river, so that others will not come to the fifth-order dragon blood.

If in the previous few worlds, with these two methods, Zhang Kun would not be afraid to defend Baling and face the Quartet.

But in this world, something is different.

He is not absolutely sure that he can block the prying eyes from all directions and possible attacks.

Because, there are supernatural powers and fairy arts in this world.

If I haven't practiced it myself, I can still get support from the upper realm.

It's good to have something to say.

If you want to defend passively, once some stunned young man uses some incomprehensible supernatural powers, or takes out some extremely powerful magic weapon, and directly attacks the people of Baling, and you can't stop it, you can't break it, then the fun will be great up.

It doesn't matter if you are injured or lost.

The most important thing is that after finally controlling the foundation of Baling, the daily income has reached 25 points of dragon energy. As time goes by, the base of this harvest is still growing. Great situation.

In any case, Zhang Kun is unwilling to allow people to ruin major events.

What is the concept of 25 points of dragon energy every day?

Zhang Kun casually calculated the accounts...

Even if the hearts of the people in Baling remain the same, if they don't open up territory, spread their reputation, and don't do things that are beneficial to the people and the development of humanity, just hold on to the fruits, and they can easily harvest 750 points of Dragon Qi in a month.

Now it is close to 5300 points of Dragon Qi. It only takes one month to reach 6000 points. It only takes more than three months to do nothing, and you can accumulate enough Dragon Qi points to be promoted to the fifth-order second stage, and the mid-term of Shenwu. .

The more advanced the realm, the improvement of each level, the increase of combat power, and the comprehension of the rules of heaven and earth all doubled in a whirl.

As long as it can reach the mid-term strength of the Divine Martial Realm.

Zhang Kun dared to officially play the banner, and dared to really intervene in the competition for Dongting Water Mansion.

Even in the face of real people and monsters with the late stage strength of Yuanshen, it is not impossible to contend head-on.

He took the path of cultivating the three of spirit, energy, and spirit, and he was able to comprehend the field of warfare in advance. His real combat power was much stronger than that of Taoists and demon cultivators who were partial to one school. It's too big a problem.

Just because he didn't want to defend passively and ruin the good situation, Zhang Kun decided not to defend passively, but to attack proactively.

Taking advantage of the rumors spreading, those enemies who intend to target themselves are still doubtful, and when they are not determined to act, they will strike first and cut them off one by one.

Seek security, but not security.

If you want peace, you must first fight.

Zhang Kun thought very clearly.

Sitting quietly cross-legged on the top of the mountain behind the small village, holding your breath and hiding your shape, you breathe quietly. …

A crescent moon streaked across the sky, and the east became white in a blink of an eye.

The mountain village in the early morning is not as peaceful as the story says.

It's sad, sad, sad...

Everyone frowned tightly, looking like they were facing an enemy.

There was a white-haired old man who earnestly persuaded the two families who were about to contribute their children to each other with great justice, or with family affection, and even called on the whole village to kneel down, so that the two families could no longer bear it. He could only cover his face and howl, watching helplessly as a boy and a girl were put into baskets and picked away, surrounded by more than a dozen young and strong escorts.

Anyone in the village who can act follows behind, not only because they want to witness the sacrifice, but also to see that the snake god can accept the sacrifice, and another reason, of course, is to watch over those unwilling parents. Keep an eye on them so that they don't cause trouble.

This is not just a matter of one family, but is related to the livelihood and lives of hundreds of thousands of people in 72 peaks and 36 villages and towns.

These days, the city is very sad, and the mountains are even more sad.

Ordinary people are already satisfied if they can live, breathe, and see the world for one more day.

In their view, the necessary offerings are not worth mentioning.

"Isn't it just 36 pairs of boys and girls, we can afford it, and call on everyone to have more children, as long as the Lord Snake God is happy, protect the four wilds from the intrusion of wild beasts and monsters, so that the big guys can live, we are willing."

A well-dressed old man's face was full of wind and frost, and his expression was very majestic.

He didn't want to look at those screaming children, turned his head and yelled loudly, doing ideological work of watching thousands of mountain people around him.

"Learn to give up in order to gain. There is no free food in this world, and there is no easy work. If you want to live, you can only learn to bear it. When you have time to be sad and sad, you might as well go home early and have more children... "

Having said that, the old man's eyes turned sharp, and he said angrily:
"But if someone dares to escape privately, it will harm others and oneself. Don't blame the big guy for being ruthless."

He waved his hand and said coldly: "Bring Zhang Agen and Tong Heitan..."

As soon as he gave an order, more than a dozen young and strong men came out viciously, captured the two men and two women, and pressed them to the ground. Ignoring their cries, the old man waved his hand: "Beat the two families to death with sticks, tie up the children, go up."

While speaking, someone brandished a stick and beat his head and face, and the surrounding people all mourned and did not dare to intercede.

The old man dealt with the mountain people who violated the rules, counted the number of boys and girls, and then smiled on his face. He bowed to a middle-aged Taoist priest next to him, and said respectfully: "Immortal Master Wuyun, This year's ceremony has been fully prepared, and they are all healthy children who are free from disease and disaster, so I wonder if I can invite the mountain god to enjoy it?"

"It's barely okay, but, old man Li, what happened this time will never happen again in the future. You have to explain it clearly to the village chiefs. You can't cry and hurt your mind. Let them understand that it is because of their credit , Let everyone survive, this is a great honor, good days are yet to come..."

"Yes, the elder fairy is right."...

After Wuyun Immortal Master said a word, he didn't say any more, and with a slight movement of the whisk, he made a tactic with one hand, and there was a wind blowing.

"My lord, please accept the gift."

Between the majestic mountains shrouded in five-color smoke, there was a sound of howling wolves and howling tigers.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of monsters with animal heads and human bodies swaggered down the mountain in the wind, rolling up a black frenzy.

The hundreds of thousands of mountain people who watched this scene trembled.

Every year, these monsters come to receive boys and girls, and they are frightened every year, but they dare not not come, even if they are terrified in their hearts, they still have to look at them a few more times.

This year it's his home, next year it's mine.

Every household has to draw lots to enshrine boys and girls, but no family with school-age children can escape.

Unless, unless he is sure of escaping from the pursuit of Village 36 and fighting his way out of these monsters and ghosts all over the mountains and plains, he has to find a place where he can live and live without being oppressed.

This is simply not possible.

If such a place really existed, they would not be unable to survive and escape to the wilderness under the Shepan Mountain.

Although there are monsters making trouble here, at least there is no need to pay taxes, relying on mountains to eat mountains, can always last for a few more years.

The snake god has been enshrined, so he can somewhat control these little monsters, preventing them from making trouble at will and going down the mountain to eat people.

There is no way to worship one's own children.

A tiger-headed man with a height of two feet and a king pattern on his forehead walked forward with a smile, and took a good look at the group of boys and girls. Boldly staring at the crowd, secretly swallowing his saliva, Hao Xuan could hold back the bloodlust in his heart.

"take away."

The little demons all around rushed forward in a swarm, making strange screams.

Wind blows.

The few wolf demons who jumped at the front, before they got close to the child, thumped and fell to the ground.

In the smell of blood, the original shape appeared, revealing the shape of a beast with its head and body separated.

"Who, who?"

The tiger demon opened his mouth and roared, and took out the big knife at his waist, as if facing a formidable enemy.

puff...

Before it raised its knife, a figure appeared in front of it, a ray of golden light flashed, and hundreds of monsters fell to the ground as if they had been cut by a sickle.

No one could clearly see how this scholar-like young man in a white robe made a move.

"Monsters eat people, they should be killed."

Immortal Master Wuyun had long since lost his immortal demeanor, and when he saw Zhang Kun appearing to kill the monster, he raised a breeze and rushed up the mountain without even thinking about it.

Just rushing out more than ten feet, a saber light whizzed past...

hum!
Qi vibrates the air.

That Immortal Master Wuyun didn't make a sound, his body was still in the air, and the two halves were separated from the middle, and fell into the grass, rocks and mud with a slap, and did not move anymore.

"Helping demons and cannibals is even more abhorrent, damn it."

With the strength of Zhang Kun's current cultivation base and the use of Shenyuan to destroy the knife, even if he only uses a little bit of power, it is not something that this monk who has not even cultivated his energy can resist.

He died without a sound.

"Kill, kill them all, do you know what you are doing?"...

The old man in brocade clothes was shocked at first, then he came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Kun. Seeing that this man did not continue to kill, fear immediately flooded his heart like a tide.

It's not that I'm afraid of Zhang Kun.

He could see that the person in front of him was obviously trying to save these children, killing demons and evil cultivators. This was his reason, and it seemed that he was doing justice for the heavens and doing justice.

However, he didn't know that the big monster on the mountain hadn't been eliminated, but it was useless to kill some little monsters and the immortal master who negotiated with the monster.

The old man trembled with fear at the thought that all of him would be doomed.

Asked angrily, his face was a little distorted.

"I know, just wait for the big monster on the mountain to get angry and come down the mountain to eat people, come to kill one, come to a pair, kill a pair, that's all."

Zhang Kun said with a smile.

He didn't care about the old man's questioning, or the panic and fury of some villagers behind him, but he just looked at the majestic mountain and the snake-coiled mountain full of evil spirit with great interest.

"I have found out clearly that only the Black Water Snake Demon is at home on the mountain now. Lord Qingyun and Mountain Lord Lingxi have not returned to the mountain after leaving. This is a good time to deal with them."

If you want to fight up the mountain, the mountain looks a little extraordinary, and there is a faint crisis in your heart. Just to be on the safe side, Zhang Kun held his hands firmly and did not attack the mountain.

He knew that once he had a feeling in his heart, under normal circumstances, either the opponent's strength was amazing and he couldn't fight.

Or there is some magic in the mountain itself, which is a trap.

The more possibility is that this Snake Pan Ridge is likely to be managed by three big monsters for a long time, and a monster formation will be set up to allow those monsters to better display their strength and not be afraid of being attacked.

In this way, it would be a little irrational to go to the Toutie Mountain.

It's better to lure the opponent down and set up a battlefield by yourself.

As long as you are not trapped by formations and inexplicable means, you don't have to worry about any danger.

"You want to kill us, that snake god has boundless mana and supernatural powers, and you can't deal with it alone. It's over, you ignorant madman, you're killing me..."

The old man stamped his chest, scolded a few words, and called some young men, "Hurry up, send these children to the mountain, so as not to disturb the snake god, young man, you can't go, if you go, we will all be killed by monsters." Eat it, and go up the mountain with us to plead guilty."

"Yeah, yeah, you can't go."

Dozens of young and strong people held steel forks and spears with angry faces, opened bows and arrows, and surrounded Zhang Kun.

Even the young men who surrounded the two fugitive families drew out their hunting knives and surrounded them, creating a commotion all around.

Some people wept, some scolded.

"Stupid and incompetent, and helping the evildoers, you deserve to die too."

Zhang Kun sneered, flicked his five fingers, and strands of saber energy turned into golden lights, whizzing past.

Dozens of young and strong people, including the righteous old man, all froze, their heads rolled off their shoulders.

"what……"

There were exclamations all around.

And at the same time stopped shouting.

Everyone's hands were limp and their feet were shaking, their teeth chattering.

This person not only killed demons, monks, but even common people.

I thought he was a knight who made decisions for the people, but I didn't expect that killing people was like mowing grass, and he was obviously not a good person.

If you want him to go to the mountain to confess to the monster, it is overthinking.

"Who else wants to go up the mountain to plead guilty? I will send him away together, so as not to make those monsters cheaper."

Zhang Kun smiled very gently, but in the eyes of everyone around him, he looked like a ferocious ghost, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"They are all children from someone else's family. Take them back and raise them well."

Zhang Kun stretched out his sleeves and flicked, Shenyuan Dao Qi was like a net, cut the ropes tied to 36 boys and girls, shook his head, turned to look at the towering mountain, and ignored whether the people behind him were crying or laughing, kneeling and kowtowing, Still harboring a grudge.

He saw a huge black python's head looming indistinctly above the towering five-colored mountain peak, and the two upright boys were like huge lanterns, shining orange light in the dark weather.

A gust of icy cold energy passed over the body, making one feel unbearably slippery.

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